It Is What it Is

by Ivory B.

  Nice ran the towel gently from her breasts down to her stomach sending shivers to run up her spine. Ty bit her bottom lip while staring down at him trying desperately to stifle a loud moan. “Put ya foot right here so I can dry your leg,” Nice instructed patting the side of the bed. Ty flashed Nice a skeptical look before following his instructions and placing her foot on the side of the bed. Nice slowly ran the towel from her ankle up her shapely leg until he got to the highest point of her thigh getting turned on more and more with each inch his hands traveled. When his own teasing got too much for him to handle he grabbed two handfuls of Ty’s supple ass cheeks, pulled her towards him and put his whole face in it. Nice slid his tongue between her wet southern lips like a credit card before making his tongue long and hard to dip it into her honey pot. The moan that Ty had been desperately trying to hold back finally escaped her lips as she placed her hands on his head to help balance herself. “Uummm wait, wait baby Ky gon come in here,” Ty moaned conscious of the fact Ky was always bursting into their bedroom. “Chill Ty the door locked.” “Kamar you gon have me late for work,” Ty whined. “Nah, you won’t be late,” Nice said sexily right before sucking her clit into his mouth. “Ohh! Umm Kamaaar,” Ty moaned. Finally giving into the feeling as she stopped trying to fight what was inevitable. “Awe, yes Baby,” Ty said in a loud whisper. Nice slid off the edge of the bed onto his knees and ran his tongue from her wetness all the way up her ass crack. Ty hissed and grabbed Nice’s head getting down right aggressive, grinding her pussy into his face the same way a dude would do a chick. “Oohh eat it Daddy, eat it,” Ty demanded in a sexy whisper as she rolled her hips in a slow deep grind into Nice’s face. Nice held his own and continued to beat her clit with his tongue over and over again until her sweet candy rained down on his tongue. He reached back and slapped Ty’s ass hard while flicking his tongue over her throbbing clit as she came. Ty felt a hot flash run through her body like an electrical current as she exploded. “Oh! Aaahhh Kamar,” Ty whimpered breathlessly as her legs trembled. When he felt Ty’s legs began to shake as if she couldn’t hold her own weight he stood up to wrap her in his arms. Nice kissed Ty long and hard as her weak frame lay against his chest. Ty got temporarily weak after that orgasm but now as Nice kissed her while playing with her clit she could feel a slow fire burning within. Although, she just had an intense orgasm she felt as if she needed more, she needed to feel him buried deep inside of her walls.

  Ty broke their kiss, climbed up on the bed and got on all fours. “Fuck me.” she demanded voice dripping with sex. She didn’t have to tell him twice. Nice slid out of his sweats and was deep inside Ty within a flash of light. He gripped the back of her hair and pushed her head down so that she was positioned the way he liked it, face down ass up. Ty threw it back at him whining her hips into tight circles as he placed kisses along her butterfly tats. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with each upstroke Nice delivered. “Ummm there you go, get it ma don’t play wit it,” Nice urged as he looked down and watched Ty throw her ample ass back on him. Nice grunted trying to hold on as he hit Ty with fast deep strokes that sent her grabbing at anything in her reach sheets, pillows and even their mattress. He was giving Ty exactly what she needed a good fuck; a stress reliever. Nice could always read Ty’s body language and give her what she craved. Today she didn’t want him to be gentle or to take it slow, today she wanted her back blown out. Ty stuffed her face in a pillow to muffle her screams and moans as Nice went deep.

  Nice began varying his strokes. Half strokes, deep, and shallow ones that teased Ty’s clit and made her feel as if she would explode. “No, no, no, don’t take it out.” Ty begged urgently thinking Nice was going to pull all the way out as he teased her with shallow strokes. “Put it all in me” Ty moaned trying to push back harder on him so that he could fall deeper inside her love. All the begging she was doing was useless because Nice was in full control of their lovemaking right now as he held a firm grip on her small waist keeping her in place while he stroked and poked away. Ty knew Nice got a kick out of her begging but the dick was far too good to be too proud to beg. Ty let go of a loud moan and her voice went a little deeper, her ass cheeks squeezed together tighter and she began to throw her ass back in a frenzy. “Oh, Ah! Ah! Ah!” Ty yelped over the smack smack smack sound of their bodies colliding. She could feel the heat of an orgasm building in her belly traveling all the way to her womanhood, propelling her to buck wildly against Nice’s dick until she finally made it to the finish line. “Oh shiiit! Oh my god yeesss,” Ty cried out. “Shit! Ty,” Nice said through breathless pants as he came along with her. Ty’s body trembled damn near uncontrollably as she lay flat on her stomach clinching a fistful of sheets. Nice fell flat on top of Ty with his face buried into the crook of her neck. He could’ve stayed that way forever but he knew time was of the essence. Nice rolled Ty over on her back and peered down at her lying beneath him with her eyes closed and a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Ty smiled up at Nice weakly when she felt him place a tender kiss on her forehead. “You straight now ma? You less stressed?” he asked while placing gentle peck kisses along her neck. “Umm hmm.” Ty moaned basking in the glory of good morning wood. “A’ight, now get ya black ass up and get ready for work before you late,” Nice said with a chuckle. Ty’s eyes flew open and an agonized look replaced that look of contentment. “Uhhh, Bae I’m tired,” Ty whined. “I know baby girl catch some sleep in the car,” is all Nice said before giving her one last sensual peck kiss on the lips then helping her up out of bed. So here Ty was once again rushing to the shower for the second time that morning.

  Nice had already dropped Ky off at school and was making great timing heading towards Ty’s job while Ty relaxed in the passenger seat of his Range glowing from that early morning pipe down. She had her seat reclined all the way back and was about to steal a few winks of sleep when she felt Nice squeeze her hand to get her attention. He had been driving with one hand gripping the steering wheel while his free hand held onto her soft hand. Ty’s eyes fluttered open and then landed on Nice.

  “Ty let me talk to you real quick,” Nice said with a serious as a heart attack expression on his face. Ty couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy as she studied Nice’s expression. He caught the look she was giving him and had to put her at ease. “C’mon ma act like you know, I ain’t going nowhere,” Nice assured her with a pinch on her cheek. “So what we gotta talk about then? Let me find out those recent frequent trips to Cali got you out here giving my dick away?” Ty teased. “Nah, neva that Baby girl,” Nice said with a chuckle but then his expression became serious again.

  Ty looked at him and could tell he had a lot on his mind and something important to say. “I keep sayin this but I swear you really scared me last night calling me like you did. You gotta remember you fuckin wit a old ass man ma. I almost had a heart attack. You can’t scare me like that.” Ty couldn’t help but laugh even though she knew this was supposed to be a serious conversation. Nice was forever talking about how old he was especially since he was 30 now. “Baby shut up you’re not old.” “Yes I am, on top of that I gotta baby girl that’s 4 years younger than me that likes to fuck like a porn star, so you gotta add at least 10 years to da kid for tryna keep up wit you.” Ty giggled and shook her head. “Actually you got three years and some change on me and there’s nothing old about you. Especially, not in the bedroom trust me. Besides you definitely don’t look old, yo ass is aging backwards so whatever you taking I want some too.” Nice chuckled, “Nah, you don’t want none of that; that’s that hood life; go to any hood see a nigga that’s 32 he gon look more like he 24. This hood shit may not age some niggaz outwardly but inside it does.” They both shared a hearty laugh.

  “Back to what I was sayin though,” Nice said turning from the highway to look at Ty while they were at a standstill in traffic. He reached over to brush a stubborn piece of Ty’s long bang from her face with his hand. “Ma I admire your independence and your ambition, I have no ch
oice but to respect ya hustle. I see you on ya Miss Independent steez and its sexy as hell to see you out here gettin it on ya own. You be havin me on some braggin shit, I’m quick to tell niggaz that my chick out here gettin ahead in life by using her head and not given it, feel what I’m sayin?” Ty chuckled a little bit but she knew exactly what Nice was saying. “I know how serious you are about your career but you can’t ever be so devoted to your job that you not takin care of ya’self. Seriously Ty, the way you called me last night like you was about to have a breakdown wasn’t cool. I’m not tryin to stop you from doing you. All I’m saying is don’t ever be so loyal to a job to the point you neglecting ya’self cause that job won’t show you the same loyalty, trust me. God forbid you could drop dead from stress right now and that company won’t stop ma, all they’ll do is find someone else to replace you. I could never replace you though, I only get one you.” Tears started welling in Ty’s eyes. She didn’t know why, it seemed as if Nice had that type of effect on her. Nice brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it as he stepped on the gas to continue driving.

  “I know it’s hard on you when I’m not home, trust me if I could be here more I would. I appreciate you holdin me down as far as Ky goes, I know it’s a sudden change, you went from having no kids to taking care of one and on top of that you still got ya own life to live. I don’t want you to feel obligated to do what you doing being that Kynah ain’t yours, she’s not really ya responsibility. That’s why after I talked to you last night I called my Momz and we came up with a schedule for her to take Ky while I’m gone for at least the majority of the time.” Nice felt Ty’s body tense up before she snatched her hand away from his as if his hand was suddenly covered in shit.

  “Whoa, whoa, whoa obligated? Kamar I do what I do for Ky out of love not obligation,” Ty said putting emphasis on the word obligation “Ty you know what I mean, I’m sayin, I know she ain’t ya responsibility so…” Ty scoffed cutting him off. “Really? Wow! She’s not my responsibility suddenly since when? Cause when both you and Mia ain’t around she’s my responsibility,” Ty snapped. “Ty why you even goin at it like this? You stressin! I know a part of that has to be the fact you dealing with my daughter. I want you to know you don’t have to feel obligated to take care of Ky.” “Obligated?! There you go with that damn word again,” Ty hissed. “Kamar Ky’s not a problem; yes this shit gets hard sometimes without you here. I’m not Superwoman! So sue me for calling you and admitting that I’m feeling a little overwhelmed and that my day has been anything but perfect. What I need is your loving words, some encouragement, that’s it. What I don’t need is for you to hop on the horn and tell your mother she needs to watch Ky while you’re gone cause I can’t handle it!” “Why you puttin words in my mouth? I ain’t say no shit like that!” Nice spat defensively. “Well you said something to that effect, then without even talking to me you arranged a schedule for Ky to stay with your mom. How do you think that makes me feel? Look, that’s her grandmother I would never try to come between ya mother having her but Kamar she already stays just about every weekend away from home at either your mother’s or with Lucky and Los when Lucky was here, or either over Keema and Jah’s, Don’t you think that’s a little over kill to have her out during the week too? When am I supposed to see her? But I guess it doesn’t really matter if I see her or not since I’m not her mother and she’s not my responsibility. I shouldn’t feel obligated to care about her well-being right?” Ty said sarcastically with venom dripping off her words. Nice was rendered speechless for a few seconds; this is why he hated arguing with Ty. She could make you feel stupid without even really cussin you out or using a lot of profanity. Mia on the other hand could call him everything in the book expect a child of god and still not get to him like Ty did. “Ty you know what? You real outta pocket right now.” Ty rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth. She was on the verge of blowing. Not to mention that headache that seemed to be stalking her for the last couple of days was creeping up again.

  “I don’t wanna do this anymore, please I’m done.” Ty said before closing her eyes and laying her head back on the headrest. “You what?! Fuck you mean you done?” Nice asked in a hyper tone glaring at Ty then back at the road and her again. “Nice! I mean I’m done with this conversation not with this relationship,” Ty said looking at him as if he were crazy. “Look, so far today has been a good day and I don’t want this little argument to overshadow that.” Ty turned her head towards the passenger side window giving him the message with her body language that she was truly done talking. “But this ain’t even no argument you the one that’s gettin tight,” Nice snapped. “Nice I’m not mad,” Ty retorted. “You ain’t mad but I’m Nice all of a sudden ha?” Ty pursed her lips together to fight from saying anything else as she ignored him and continued looking out the window. Nice turned the music back up from the steering wheel smashing his thumb down on the volume button in frustration. They drove the rest of the way to Ty’s job in silence with the tension in the truck thick enough to suffocate the both of them.

  Nearly 20 minutes later Nice was pulling onto the long street entrance that led to the building Ty worked in. He pulled in front of her office building and threw his truck in park before turning the music down. Ty grabbed up her briefcase, laptop bag and pocketbook all awhile avoiding looking at Nice who she knew was staring at her. After she grabbed all her things she reached for the door handle as if she were getting out without saying a word to him or kissing him goodbye. “Ayo Ty don’t have me act up out here,” Nice warned in an even tone. Ty tried her best to hide the smile that was threatening to spread across her lips. She knew exactly how to push his buttons. “C’mere.” Nice said softly reaching out and placing his thumb and forefinger on her chin turning her face towards him. “I’m sorry, I fucked up. I should’ve talked to you before I made any arrangements with my mother. Ky won’t go anywhere during the week she’ll stay home. Just know that my Momz is there if you ever need a break. I know I been gone a lot more lately, stick wit me ma it won’t be like this forever, we good?” He asked with apologetic and pleading eyes. “Yeah we good,” Ty confirmed. Nice leaned in and kissed Ty passionately. A huge smile was left on Ty’s face when Nice pulled away from their kiss. “5:30 right?” Nice asked. “Yup, actually you can swing by and grab Ky first. I’ll be here working till you guys get here.” Ty planted one last peck kiss on his full lips before hopping out the truck and floating into work on cloud 9. Nice waited until she was safely inside the building all the while staring at her in amazement, little did she know she was indeed his Superwoman.

  Nice wasn’t the type of dude to do a whole lot of pillow talking. He made it a rule not to spill his guts to the women in his life about the intricate details of his business in the streets and Ty was no exception to this rule. He figured the less Ty knew the safer she was. He never wanted her to get caught up in any of his illegal dealings. Ty didn’t know the real reason he’d been gone so much lately was because ever since Lucky left Los was refusing to travel too far away from Philly. Los hadn’t been the same since Lucky left; he was even neglecting business to the point he was willing to let longtime good business relationships and money go because of his refusal to travel. At one point Los had one section of Cali so dry you could literally start a wildfire out there and he didn’t seem to care. Rumors started swirling and people started speculating the reasons Los had Cali in a serious drought. When Nice started getting phone calls from some of their biggest buyers threatening to switch sides and cop from them Mexicans Nice was livid. He could understand his brother was hurting but they’d been through too much building this empire to let it all fall apart over a broken heart. Nice wanted Los to snap out of it already and get back to this paper. He didn’t hesitate to call Los out on neglecting business and things went left; it got so bad fists were nearly thrown. Luckily for them Jah and Real was there to keep them apart. Ultimately, Nice knew he would have to stop complaining and get on his grind on some OT shit. When Los mind was made u
p about something nothing or no one could change it, he was stubborn like that. So here Nice was feeling stretched thin and guilty about his own time away from home. He’d spent nearly a week between Texas and Tennessee then hopped on a plane and flew out to Cali. This was classic Lucky and Los’ drama pouring over into other people’s relationships. Nice hoped and prayed Lucky and Los got their shit together and real quick because they were crazy as hell and seemingly trying to drive the people around them crazy too.

  Ty wasn’t even in her office for a good 7 minutes before her co-worker Ebony walked in. “Hey girl you just gettin in?” “Yup,” Ty confirmed. “How you been?” Ebony asked. “Okay, busy with all this work.” Ty said keeping everything very generic with Ebony as she always did. See, Ebony was the phony type, the type to try and be all in your business on the sneak tip, gathering intel low-key so she could go talk about you. Ty paid Ebony only half attention as she sat at her desk and logged onto her computer to find a message alert pop up from Outlook for a meeting with Diane starting at 9:30 AM, which was only 30 minutes from now.