Mesmerized By A Street King 3

by Belleza

  “Nah, it’s at my crib. You’re staying with me, now let’s go before the food gets cold.”

  “What?”

  I took hold of her hand knowing that the chef was almost finished with the final touches of the huge meal he cooked up.

  “Come on woman.”

  I rounded the car to the passenger side and opened the door her and shut it once she was comfortable inside.

  “Where’s my son? And what do you have up your sleeve?”

  “He’s with my sons at my brother’s house. Is that cool with you? Zayne is a great parent.”

  She nodded her head. “I have no issues with your brothers. They seem pretty nice. I like them.”

  “Do you?”

  “Yes.”

  “You like them the same way you like me?” I asked even though I sounded like some kindergarten boy with a crush but I couldn’t help the way she had me feeling. I was eager for this alone time, and I couldn’t ask risking that she could’ve possibly said no.

  “Not at all,” she smiled. “Where are we headed?”

  “Back to my place. It might sound corny but I know you had a long day so I figured we stay in.”

  “I don’t have any clothes.”

  “I got it covered. I handled all that earlier.”

  I glanced over at her, and she had his sexy smirk on her face. I really wanted to lean over and kiss her lips but relaxed knowing I had all night to possibly trail my lips up and down her body.

  Instead of pressing my lips against hers, I took her hand in my and drove back to my home stopping at a gas station before I hit the expressway.

  I pulled up to a pump and got out using my card to pay to fill my tank.

  “I’m really thirsty. Do you want anything?” she asked getting out of the car.

  “Yeah. Get me some gum.” I handed her my card, and she jumped back as if I was handing her something that was deadly.

  “I can’t use that,” Natavia said staring down at my black card.

  “Yes, you can. Go get what you want so we can go.”

  Hesitantly she took my card and walked inside of the store and watched in amazement wondering how she was able to fit all that juicy goodness in them grey slacks.

  Just as I noticed my tank was filled, and she didn’t return, I heard some man yelling her name with a little too much base.

  “Natavia! I know your ass fucking hear me!”

  She rushed out of the store towards me, and I went around the car stopping her in her tracks. She looked like she wanted to run inside of the car, but I stopped her.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Let’s just go,” she sighed not looking me in my eyes so she can hide the fact she wanted to cry.

  “Natavia! I know your big ass hear me.”

  The guy reached for her, and I pushed him back with so much force he fell into the car across from us.

  He wanted to react, but when he saw who I was, his entire reaction changed.

  “Aye, Johan this has nothing to do with you. This is about my baby mom and me.”

  “Well if it has anything to do with her it damn sure involves me. You lucky your ass ain’t laid out for being disrespectful. Don’t put your fucking hands on her and watch how you address her.”

  The lanky dude held his hands up.

  “I ain’t mean no disrespect. I just want to talk to her, and she keeps walking away.”

  I leaned down and kissed Natavia’s forehead. “Do you want to talk to him?” She shook her head, and that was all the confirmation I needed to get the muhfucka out her face. “Well, she ain’t got no rap for you. Try again another time. And if I find out you in her face and calling her out her name I’ma come looking for you.”

  I stared at him until he reluctantly backed down and left. I helped Natavia back inside of the car and got in on the driver side and pulled off.

  “I’m sorry about that,” she apologized sorrowfully.

  “It ain’t your fault. I thought that nigga wasn’t around?”

  “He’s not. It’s just so happened he saw me with you and got in his feelings. I haven’t heard from him in a long time. When Jeremy tries to call him he sends him right to voicemail.”

  “Sucker ass nigga.”

  “If he wants to be a father I won’t convince you to stop him. What he won’t do is disrespect you. Let me know the next time he even tries to raise his voice at you and I’ma handle that nigga.”

  “I don’t want you to get in trouble.”

  I laughed at her naivety of the situation. “I don’t get in trouble for anything, Natavia.”

  She looked at me for a few seconds longer as if she wanted to ask questions but thought against it.

  By the time we got to my house her attitude diminished, and she was back laughing with me. It was still a bit chilly outside, so the indoor patio was transformed into a romantic area with a table set with our food and candles bringing more light into the dark area.

  After washing our hands, I pulled out her chair, she sat down, and I took my chair. The table was laid out with our main dish of Lobster and Filet Mignon and other sides along with a pasta dish and bread.

  Natavia’s eyes lit up, and she dug in after saying a quick prayer. We made a little conversation and I even joined in on sipping on the wine I learned was her favorite from prior conversations.

  This wasn’t anything fancy, but it was intimate, and I rather get to know her one on one without anyone around. Trust me, I could’ve flown her anywhere in the world to eat the best food that place had to offer, but I can tell I won her over with this subtle dinner from the way she kept smiling.

  After eating, she tried to get up and bring the dishes to the kitchen, but I told her there was a staff that was going to handle all of that and led her upstairs to my bedroom. The clothes that were purchased for her were laid out.

  “I’m not sure what you wanted or needed, so I told them to get whatever. You can keep everything.”

  She walked over to the clothes surveying the tags and giggled.

  “How did you know my size?”

  I shrugged my shoulder. “I don’t know. I did good though, right?”

  “You did.”

  I nodded my head towards the bathroom and showed her the jacuzzi tub that was filled with bubbles and rose petals and also surrounded by candles.

  “Go ahead and relax. I’ll be in here once you’re done.”

  Natavia walked into the bathroom, and I shut the door behind her. I went and gathered my clothes to take a shower in one of the guest bathrooms before I sent a text message to Joey making sure him and his brothers were cool. Just as I was about to leave the bedroom, I heard Natavia calling out my name.

  “Yeah…” I said standing by the door.

  “Come in here.”

  I cracked it open and stepped inside. She giggled sweetly.

  “You don’t gotta be shy. I don’t want to be in here alone.”

  “A’ight…” I walked over to the toilet to sit down, and she stopped me.

  “No, get in with me. There’s more than enough room for both of us.”

  I stopped in my tracks and stared her way to make sure she was serious. Internally, fireworks we’re soaring through my body like the 4th of July, but I kept my cool and took my clothes off.

  I was mad as shit my dick was brick hard. Natavia was no longer timid or shy. She stared at my length with nothing but hunger in her eyes.

  I got into the water, and she came over to me with a washcloth and soap. She dipped the cloth into the water and lathered it up with the soap and washed my body down.

  “This is very nice. I never really had anyone do anything like this for me.”

  “Really?”

  “I’m serious.”

  I lifted her chin and gave in to my desire to feel her lips. “Well, you deserve it. This and so much more. I’m just trying to show you something different.”

  She sighed and shook her head squeezing the warm water over my chest. “I still don
’t understand why. Like, why me? There are so many other women you could have.”

  “And I want you. That should tell you everything.”

  “I gotta be dreaming. No man wants this,” she said stepping back and holding her hands out. “Y’all want the girls with the flat stomach, round perky breast to match their round ass. My ass is alright, but my thighs rub together, I have a gut with trails of stretch marks on my body.”

  “And I love all of that,” I cut her off pulling her back close to me.

  “Everyone doesn’t want that fake shit, and it takes a real man to appreciate a real woman. You’re beautiful, what matters the most to me is your heart, and it’s just the icing on top of the cake that I crave every inch of your body.” I kissed her lips and pulled back a few inches to look her in her eyes. “I want you. All of you. Since the very day you fell into my lap I knew I had to have you.”

  Her body shuddered as I pulled her in closer and cupped her ass. What started off as a few pecks turned into a heated passionate kiss. I did want to explore every part of her body, but I was too eager to finally have her. We were both naked. I was hard second from exploding. I took my chance on finding out if she felt just as good on the inside as she did on the outside. I sat on the bench of the jacuzzi, and she mounted me. I almost wanted to cry out as her walls gripped me tightly. It was better than what I’ve expected and the way her body shook, and she cried out my name so sexily, it was what she needed.

  Natavia was taken advantage of and had low self-esteem from the people she let into her life. I gave up on a love that was supposed to last a lifetime. We both had parts of us that were broken. But like they said, things fall apart just to be put back together again. We were brought together for a reason, and I wasn’t going to second-guess a thing.

  MILL

  I tried to keep my composure as Keira hurled every last bit of the cinnamon roll she consumed into the toilet. I held her hair back as she practically tried to throw up her insides. Pregnancy was kicking her ass, and if Asahd even thought this was what I wanted anytime soon, he was sadly mistaken.

  “Oh my goodness!” she groaned standing up and wiping her mouth with the paper towel I passed her. “I just wasted that good ass cinnamon roll.”

  “That’s means your ass ain’t need it. Didn’t Zayne say for you to chill out with the sweets?”

  “Is Zayne here?” she asked. “No, so I can do what I want.”

  I burst out into laughter knowing she was big and bad off the simple fact he wasn’t here.

  “You’re a punk.”

  “No, I just do what I want when he’s not around,” she laughed too because she knew it made no sense at all.

  We washed our hands and left out of the bathroom where she went back over to Cinnabon and ordered another cinnamon roll with extra icing and a slushy. What was only supposed to be a prenatal visit turned into a small shopping trip. I was done with student teaching and basically had to wait to take my test and graduate. I was so happy that my first four years of college were now officially over. I wanted to get my Masters, but that will be after a little break. I worked too damn hard to not get one.

  “Joshua’s parents are calling me,” I informed Keira looking at the screen of my phone.

  “Fuck they want?”

  “Who knows. I stopped speaking to them once he got locked up.”

  “Well it definitely ain’t no point in talking to them now,” she responded.

  Going against my better judgment, I answered the call. “Hello.”

  “Hey, Camille how are you doing,” his mother asked me.

  “Um… I’m fine. Is everything ok?”

  “I hope so,” she sighed. “I haven’t heard from Joshua in a while, and I was wondering if you happened to speak to him lately.”

  “I’m sorry, but I don’t keep in contact with Joshua.”

  His mother sighed again. I was nowhere near her, but I could feel the tension she had through the phone. Sadly, I couldn’t feel bad because I felt nothing for her son. If only she knew what he really put me through she wouldn’t think to call my phone to ask me about him.

  “Ok, I will let you go. You have a good day Camille. I always wanted you and Joshua to work out.”

  “Thanks, you have a good day as well,” I responded ignoring her last comment.

  When I pocketed my phone, Keira was staring right in my face waiting for answers. “Well… what the fuck did she want?”

  “She was looking for Joshua and wondered if I’ve spoken to him. What if he’s dead?”

  Keira took a sip of her drink and shrug. “Oh well.”

  “Keira!” I exclaimed and she shrugged again.

  “You know I don’t like his ass and you know you shouldn’t even care.”

  “I don’t, but I’m just wondering if Asahd had anything to do with him being missing.”

  “Trust me, if Asahd has anything to do with it, you will never find out. Nobody will find out actually.”

  I groaned thinking about him being locked away for murder. I just hoped she was right or at least my suspicions weren’t confirmed. It was something I didn’t want to know at all.

  It was almost time for Keira to pick up Za’naa from school so I drove her back to her car and I went back home. To my surprise, Asahd was home on the phone with his back towards me.

  As bad as I wanted to stick around and be nosey, I made my way upstairs to put my new clothes and shoes away. I stripped out of my clothes and got inside of the shower happy I didn’t have to be super careful since I no longer had my shoulder bandaged up.

  Right now there was only a scar I was working hard to get rid of with natural herbs and butters I got from the Black Market.

  Once I was cleaned, I slipped into shorts and a tank top and made my way down the stairs following the aroma of weed that wafted through the air.

  Asahd was seated on the couch puffing smoke rings into the air staring at the ceiling.

  “Is everything ok?” I asked taking a seat next to him.

  He looked my way before he pulled me into his lap. “Everything is cool,” he told me doing a poor job at convincing me there wasn’t a problem. He put the blunt to his lips and took another toke, and I watched him picking up on how tense his body was.

  The phone call earlier was on my mind, but I shook it off. It wasn’t my issue or my place.

  Asahd and I were good. I can’t say that I wasn’t surprised because like he said, this relationship thing was new to him, but I never questioned his fidelity. He made me happy. I felt loved and often spoiled whenever we were together he didn’t allow me to pay for anything and the minute he knew there was something I wanted it was either given to me or being delivered by UPS.

  As a whole, things weren’t good at all. It was like one thing after the other. I knew him, and his brothers were under a lot of pressure and I was trying to be supportive and bring peace into his hectic ass world he kept me out of. It was weird, but when we were home nothing mattered, up until now.

  I eased off his lap until I was situated between his legs and pulled down his zipper. I peered upward and saw he a slight smirk on his face looking down at me.

  “I told you I was good.”

  “Ok… and I want you to be great.”

  I took his dick from out his briefs and stroked it until it was firm in my hand.

  He groaned as I took him into my mouth and created a tight suction with my cheeks. There were so many ways I could make sure he was pleased, but there was nothing like a good draining to make him relax. I wasn’t a pro at sucking dick, and with his width and length it was a task, but he taught me well.

  I loved pleasing him and having a bit of control over his crazy ass. I took my time giving him exactly what he needed. It took no time for him to release and I swallowed and stared at him with an accomplished grin.

  “Are you feeling better?”

  “I told you I was cool but shit, I’m feeling amazing right now,” he told me leaning up and yanking on my shorts
. “Take them off.”

  “I only wanted to suck your dick.”

  “And I want some pussy. You want to make your man feel good right? You can’t tease me and think I’ma just gonna stare at you with them little ass shorts on.”

  I smirked and stepped out of my shorts and straddled his waist again. Asahd brought my face to his and pressed his lips on mine as I positioned the tip of his dick at my opening. My body got tense as he eased his way into me. It was the sweetest pain I ever endured.

  “Damn, you feel good,” he groaned as I moved up and down his length.

  “Oh shit!” I gasped feeling him hitting my spot as he dug his fingers into my waist and moved from underneath me.

  There he was, in control again. Sex with him was always amazing. It definitely had me sprung over him.

  Asahd raked his hands through my hair which was once curls but I’m sure would be nothing but a bush once we were done. He pulled my head back extending my neck so he can attack my spot with kisses.

  My stomach got tight, and I felt that familiar sensation when I was seconds from cumming already. As soon as I coated his dick, I felt his dick jump inside of me, and he let out a loud throaty grunt.

  Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me close to him and kissed my cheek and my neck. We stayed in that position for a few minutes catching our breath.

  “I love you, babe,” he mumbled with his head buried in the crook of my neck.

  I sat up to look at him. “Do you really?”

  “The fuck kind of response is that?”

  “It was a question.”

  “So you’re questioning my love?”

  “No… I mean yes, but I was just saying…”

  He silenced me with a quick peck. “Shut up Camille. You know I love you, and I love this,” he said pointing to between us where he was semi-erect and still lodged in my hole.

  “Which one do you love more?”

  “Interview over,” he said tapping my thigh, and I giggled getting up wincing as I felt him pull out of me.

  We both went upstairs where we went for round two and finally showered and made our way to the bed where we cuddled and turned on a movie.

  “Joshua’s mother called me today,” I said giving into my questioning mind.