by Ghost
She arched her back for the third time and came hard, screaming into the bath towel that I once wore. I slid between her legs and sucked on her clit some more. Fingered her at full speed until she came again.
“Get on your knees baby cuz. Come on baby, hurry up. Put that big ass in the air. I gotta have this shit from the back. You too strapped for me not too.”
She got on her hands and knees and looked back at me. “You finna turn me out. You finna turn me out. You doing too much. I can’t handle this shit.”
I grabbed a handful of her hair and moved it so I could suck on her neck. My dick brushed up against her pussy lips. “Reach under your body and put this dick back in you. Hurry up. I’m finna grow yo lil ass right up since you want this dick so bad.” I squeezed her perfect titties in my hands.
“Unn.” She took my piece. “Its so heavy. Damn its so heavy.” And put it into her self. “Shit Phoenix.”
I gripped them small hips and got to stroking like it was going to be my last piece of pussy. It felt so good. So wet. So hot. That big ass booty warmed my stomach every time she crashed backward into me. It jiggled Every single time. Her breasts did the same thing.
She crashed backward into my lap faster and faster, bringing my tool under her spell. “Fuck me Phoenix. Fuck me big cuz. Uh. Uh. Finally. Finally. Yes. Yes. Finally. Aw. Aw. Aww. Aw. Yes. I’m cuming. I’m cuming! Phoenix! I love you!”
Our skins met in a steady, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap. I was hitting that shit hard. She smashed backward and that was all she wrote. I pulled my dick out and stroked him at full speed. In a matter of seconds cum started to fly out of the tip. It splashed on to her ass in big globs. I kept right on stroking. When I saw the way the mouth to her pussy remained wide open. That brought on a second orgasm from just the sight of that bald pussy.
She turned all the way around and sucked me into her mouth and started milking my nut from me. I ran my fingers through her hair, kissing all over her forehead.
Ten minutes later we wound up in the shower. I washed her body and she washed mine. Every few minutes we stopped and tongued each other down. That would lead to a lot of heavy breathing. Then she was bent over again with me fucking her hard from the back. l smacked that ass every few strokes. That pussy felt even better then the first time now. I couldn’t get enough of it. I hit that shit hard too, with no mercy. We wasn’t supposed to be doing what we were doing anyway. But since we were it was my job to tear that pussy up. So, I did.
***
After we finished and I came for the fifth time, I carried her the guest bedroom and laid her on the bed. She had her arm wrapped around my neck, exhausted. I laid her all the way back and kissed her lil naked pussy. I licked up and down the slit a few times, then laid beside her.
She moaned and opened her thighs wide. Her hand trailed between her legs, gripping her kitty. The fingers roamed through her cleft.
“You good lil mama?” I asked kissing her lips.
Cuz nodded. “So good. It was everything that I thought it would be and more. I love you so much Phoenix. Thank you for getting me right.” She pulled me down to her and tongued me down. Kamya broke our kiss after two full minutes of tonguing and sucking on each other. I got up and got ready to leave. “Wait.” She sat up. “What does this mean?”
“What you talking about?”
“Phoenix. This can’t be the last time. It just can’t be. We need to figure something out.” She seemed like she was close to panicking.
I sat in the bed beside her. Rubbed her thick thigh. “Kamya chill. You good lil mama. We good. This ain’t gon be our last time. I had just as much fun as you did.”
“But I didn’t do nothin. I didn’t get a chance to show you that I’m not all the way dumb. You couldn’t have enjoyed it.” She started to shake.
I laughed.
“Its not funny Phoenix.”
“Kamya. I got you baby. We good. You ain’t must do much because this lil bald thang right here had it all covered. I’ll definitely be back. You gon be my lil secret. You know what it is shawty. This Memphis.”
Her eyes turned bright. She got on her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck. “I love you Phoenix. I love you so much. Please be safe out there.” She hugged me tighter, then kissed my lips again hungrily, moaning heavily. Both hands traveled up and down my back.
I leaned back and kissed her forehead. “Its good shawty. Make sure you look after my lil one while I’m in these streets. I should be back in a lil while. You hear me?”
She nodded. “Please just be careful out there. I heard they got fliers all over the Mound looking for you. You already know how people are in Memphis. It’s only so long before everybody will try to be a hero for the right amount of money.”
I lifted my shirt and showed her the two handles to my burners. “If it look like a rat, and act like a rat, den I ain’t got no other choice than to exterminate ‘em. That’s how that’s gon go.” I kissed her forehead again. “I’ll see you later.” I had money on my mind. A nigga was thirsty to see this new connect.
“Okay Phoenix.” She crawled into the bed with her boy shorts all in her ass, then got under the covers.
Chapter 11
Plucka. Plucka. Plucka. The big blades from the helicopter chopped through the air as we flew over the city of Memphis after midnight. The bright lights of the downtown district illuminated the night sky. From up here the city looked so beautiful. So serene, and like no death could come from it. I knew better. I’d been in Memphis long enough to know that only the stronger survived in this city. Without money, and power the average person in this city was nothing more than a rodent or a scum bag. I had to get my bread right. I was tired of feeling less then a man. I was hoping this plug was the real deal. We’d busted some heinous moves for them already, so I was already thinking that whoever this person was that they were sadistic in every sense of the word.
Mikey held out his fist, with the ear covers over his head that would prevent his ears from popping. They also allowed for us to communicate while the big blades made all that fucking noise.
I dapped his fist and nodded. I couldn’t believe that I was flying in a chopper. I’d always hated heights. I never thought I’d have enough money to afford a helicopter or be so major that I be transported back and forth in one.
“This that shit right here ain’t it bruh?” Mikey asked. His voice sounded like it was coming through a weak frequency. I had to adjust my headphones so I could hear him clearly.
“Hell yeah, nigga. I don’t know who we bout to go and see Mane, but I likes how they getting down already. I could get used to some shit like dis.”
“Me too bruh. That’s what I was thinking.” He dapped me again. “Don’t even trip though. We about to get our chips right, and in a few years we gon be rolling the same way on a regular basis. Feel dat.” Mikey promised. He pulled a blunt out of his shirt pocket and licked the length of it, then sparked it. “Ain’t no way I’m not gon enjoy this experience wit out a lil Loud Pack.
The smoke sailed by to my nose and made me thirsty for a pull too. At the same time, I wondered what was good wit Toya. I still couldn’t believe that she could set me up to be murdered in the way that she had. I understood a person being salty, but I was her daughter’s father. That was the only reason that I’d given her so many chances and didn’t smoke her on so many occasions even though I wanted to like crazy. Something wasn’t right with her. I wish I had known that she loved Bryon the way that she did. I would have never done what I had to him in front of her. No matter what he was gon get what he had coming for putting his hands on Shantê. But I would have waited and handled my business when Toya was no where around.
Mikey tapped my shoulder. “Look nigga, that’s where we about to land.” He pointed to a big ass parking lot, beside a beige mansion. I scanned the entire area as the chopper began to descend and saw that the entire area was filled with mansions, and a lot of them had their own parking space for their choppers either o
n the side of their mansions, or on the very top. I was so used to being in the slums of Memphis that I didn’t even know that areas like this existed. I was dumbfounded. “Damn we gotta get our green up. Them projects got a nigga trapped, Mane. Fa real.”
Mikey nodded. “Not fa long Playboy. Not fa long.”
A few minutes later we jumped off the chopper, and were escorted into the mansion by two big, black ass niggas. I didn’t see their pistols, but I was sure they were carrying them. They led us downstairs into the main portion of the palace. We walked through a long hallway that was lined with paintings of Barack and Michelle Obama. Aretha Franklin and Prince. It smelled like jasmine. The temperature was cozy. Soft white carpet was beneath our feet Somewhere in the distance there were speakers playing the soft sound of jazz. The mansion made me jealous. It was nicely furnished. I could see myself living in a place like it and getting used to it right away. The mansion is what I felt I deserved. One day I would have one. I was sure of that. When we got to the huge living room the two guards pulled out the chairs from the table and Mikey and I took seats. The table looked long enough to seat twenty people. The room was dim and from here I could hear the Jazz ever so clearly. Mikey sat across from me with a stern look on his face. The guards stood behind my chair and made me feel extremely uncomfortable. We had been forced leave our weapons inside of Mikey’s truck, so I felt naked and at the mercy of whoever this connect was.
Out of nowhere Mikey stood up. I frowned at him. He snapped his fingers and motioned for me to stand up as well. I waited a few seconds and slowly stood. As I looked to my right, I saw a big, muscle bound, black dude step into the room. Behind him was a blonde about five feet five inches tall. She looked to be about a hundred and twenty-five pounds and very pretty. Her bright blue eyes pierced my own when she looked over at me. She smiled weakly and stepped up to Mikey.
He held out his arms and hugged her. “Nastia, how are you Goddess?”
“I’m fine Mikey, baby. I’ve received the gifts and I take that to mean that each mission was complete as ordered?”
He nodded. “With no hesitation.”
“And this handsome young man over here. Is he this Phoenix that you were telling me about?” She looked back at me.
“Yeah, that’s my Potna. Me and him do everythang together. You want a crew to take over Memphis. We the crew and he gon sit at my right hand. This my blood right thur.”
Nastia came around the table and stood in front of me. Up this close I could smell the heavy scent of jasmine. I’d never been this up close to a white female before. I felt uneasy. Memphis was kind of weird, and a bit racist so I didn’t know what to expect. She must have detected that because a slight smile spread across her face. “What’s the matter Phoenix? You look like you’re uncomfortable.”
This irritated me. “I’m good shawty. It’s nice to meet you. You gon give me a hug like you gave my homeboy?” I held my arms open for her.
She looked me over and scoffed. Turned her back on me and walked to the front of the table. “Both of you have a seat. Now that you are here Mikey, and you’ve done everything that I told you to do in a timely fashion, we can talk business. Let’s discuss the Orange Mound. That’s the turf you’re looking for right?”
He nodded. “For now. Its good money in the Mound, and if you’re about to put any crew in place there then it has the be the Duffle Bag Cartel. Ain’t nobody gon put in that work like we will. Believe that.”
She sat down at the head of the table. The dim light reflected off other red lips. Now that I could size her up from a distance, I had to admit that she was fine, and I had never been the type to fuck wit a white bitch. “How so?”
“Well I keep hearing the legend about that Rebirth raw that you manufacture. They say that shit is potent and make the dope fiends feel like they’re getting high for the very first time every time. We gotta get our hands on that. If we can we’ll shut down Orange Mound and slowly take over Memphis, crushing any other crew that stands in our way along the way. You already know how I get down. My Potnas are equally lethal. Trust me on that.”
I was confused at why he was explaining his self to this white woman? Was she supposed to be the plug or something? And if so, how did she get on? The dope game in the south was cut throat. I couldn’t see no woman penetrating it. Especially no white woman. But then again what did I know?
Nastia looked Mikey over for a short while. Then she gazed at me. “There are a bunch if crews that are looking to plug in with me. Some that have given me the same spiel that you are right now. They accrue large sums of money and have their priorities in check. And their right-hand man isn’t wanted by the local authorities for suspicions of murder. Why should I take a chance on you when you carry around baggage like him?” She pointed at me with her chin.
That shocked the shit out of me. “Hold on shawty. Ain’t nobody proved me guilty. That’s just a bunch of rumors. That’s why I gotta get my cake up so I can get me an attorney to fight these charges before the law even tries to bring me down. Everything we trying to do has a purpose. My lil situation ain’t gon stop us from going hard for you and our crew first and foremost. Its all about the money, power, and respect.”
She tapped her four finger nails on the table one at a time, eyeing me closely. She remained silent for what seemed like an eternity. Scoffed and looked over to Mikey. “You know what I demand Mikey. There are no second chances with me. You fuck up one time. and you’re dead. I kill you. I kill your kids, and everybody that has your last name because I don’t deal with mistakes. I’ve been in this game a nice while now. I know how to survive it. I helped your uncle Tywain to become a legend. But even then, I never took pity on him. I refuse to take a chance on a man I’m only going to wind up giving the order to be killed. He has too much baggage. Baggage leads to problems. Problems lead to failed missions. Failed missions lead to me losing money. Lost money leads to lost lives. Generational massacres.” She mugged me. “I’m sorry. No dice.”
I wanted to call this bitch out of her name. To check her pink ass. How the fuck she got to her position of power was beyond me, but I didn’t give no fuck. I wasn’t about to allow her to talk to me like I wasn’t shit. Nall. I was more of a man than that. I cleared my throat.
“That’s Taurus’s nephew right there.” After saying this Mikey sat back and smiled.
Nastia stood up and bucked her eyes. “Is this true? Is Taurus your uncle? And I’m not just talking that ghetto uncle shit. I’m asking you if Taurus Stevens was really your blood uncle?” She watched me intently.
I nodded. “Yeah. My mother was his sister. Why? What’s so significant about that?”
She covered her mouth with her hand. Her eyes got misty. Then she gathered herself and sat down. “Okay, I’ll give you a chance Mikey. You and your crew. But I’m letting you know right now that I don’t deal in second chances, and I don’t accept excuses. You got one time to fuck up with me and its death. You understand that?”
Mikey sucked his teeth and nodded. “Hell yeah, I do. But what’s good wit bruh's situation? You know he got them people on his ass. You think you can call in a few favors?”
She was silent. She looked over to me and smiled. “I think me and Phoenix is it?”
I nodded.
“I think me and Phoenix need to get an understanding. Once we establish that I’ll determine how far I can go for him.”
***
Later that night I had a million questions for Mikey, as we drove through the streets of Memphis. I felt that the first was the most important. “Say Mane, why the fuck was it so crucial that you brought up the fact that Taurus was my uncle? He used to fuck wit her or something?”
Mikey cruised in his drop top Lexus. It felt a bit cool out but not uncomfortably. “Mane her and Taurus use to more then fuck around. She got his daughter. Her name Natalia, and unbeknownst to you she used to go to school with us.” He smiled and shook his head. “She was the lil mixed chick with the long curly hair that us
ed to roll to the school in a Bentley all the time. Everybody knew damn well she ain’t belong at King high, but ain’t nobody fuck wit her either.”
I started racking my brain. The only mixed chick I knew that drove a Bentley to our school had been a year behind me in the eleventh grade. She was about five five, with hazel eyes, and strapped beyond belief. Facially she was okay, and she took to wearing Chanel glasses. I didn’t know if she needed them or not. I never tried my luck with her because I was too busy chasing them Spanish hoes in the school. I had a thing for them. In my opinion a bitch had to be bad and strapped, whereas Natalia was strapped, but she wasn’t all the bad too me. Bentley or not.
“Yeah man. That was your cousin the whole time and you didn’t even know it. Shid, I didn’t find out until a few years ago when I ran into her at the mall. She got to hitting it off with Alicia and that came out. Shocked the shit out of me. So yeah, we got a definite in with Nastia because of you. I think she gon wanna holler at you on some one on one shit. You know just to make sure you’re who you say you are. As long as you check out and you can prove that you are related to the legendary Taurus like I am Tywain, man shawty gon push us to the forefront of the game. That’s where we need to be. Look at this.” He pulled up to a red light and reached under his seat. Pulled a silver package from under it and set it on his lap. “Nigga do you know what this is?”
“Yeah that’s a bird. I can’t tell rather white or brown though.” I felt the texture through the foil. It felt hard as a rock. There was red writing all over it.
“Nall this ain’t just a bird. This is the Rebirth. This one brick will make us seventy-five gees nigga, and that’s if we don’t nickel and dime it up. Not only that, but this work will get the fiends hooked like fish on a line for good. Our uncles brought this shit to Memphis. They left it to shawty, and its our birthright to get that shit from her an to get rich off it. I’ma do everything that I can to find out the ingredients. When I do its over with.” He pulled off. “This white bitch is the key to everything my nigga. This bitch finna put us on. She gon fix that lil police situation and everything. Watch.”
