I parked in the lot around back, and when I walked inside I saw Liberty, that stripper from Ace of Diamonds, standing by the door like she was waiting for me.
“Can’t speak?” she followed me into the studio room.
“I didn’t know who you were here for.”
“You know I’m here for you. I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“So what’s up?” I leaned back in my swivel chair, watching her fine ass walk over to me. That dress was wearing the hell out of her.
“You know what’s up? I miss you and I heard through the grapevine that you and your girl aren’t together anymore.” She leaned down in my face, hands clutching the arms of the swivel chair I was in.
“So you trying to show me how much you miss me later or what?”
She nodded.
“Very much so.”
Chuckling, I stroked my chin hairs before saying, “Aight. I’ll hit you up tonight or tomorrow night. Don’t bug me though.”
“I’ll try not to.”
She licked her lips as my eyes moved from the top of her body, all the way to the bottom. I had actually planned to keep ignoring Liberty, but I was starting to realize Laine was serious about never coming back. So fuck it, I was gonna do me. I just wished the sex with Laine wasn’t so damn good. It made shit much harder for me. And she was different from other females, which I knew I wouldn’t find again.
“Aight, I have to do some work, so…” I nodded towards the door.
“Okay, I’ll be waiting for you.”
“You do that.”
As she walked out, Chaz walked in, and he shook his head at me, I guess remembering who she was. Surprisingly he didn’t comment though, he just sat down on the couch and opened his water bottle.
“Damn, no lecture?” I turned in my swivel chair to look his way.
“Nah, I got too much of my own shit going on.”
“What’s up? Jade ever tell you about the hospital shit?”
“Yeah, she did. Said she went to the hospital from work so that was why I didn’t know she went. I don’t even care no more though.”
“You aight? I would think you would be in better spirits right now my nigga. You got two songs on Power—”
”Like always, Shai, when your career is going well, your home life ain’t. Plus, I’m still bugging off the fact that Kordell skipped our performance.”
“Yeah, that nigga is dumb as fuck. But Static said they’ll be at the next show so push that shit to the back of ya mind, bro.”
“You’re right,” he sighed, just as Skido and his homebody walked in.
“What’s good, playa?” he grinned, slapping hands with Chaz and then me. “Congrats on the songs my nigga,” he said to my brother. “Mischief got the Midas touch or some shit.”
“Nigga, I wish,” I laughed.
***
Five hours later…
After recording a couple tracks and chilling, it was time for me to close up shop. I decided to go get some food from Boston Market since it was right down the street from my studio on Hawthorne Boulevard. I ain’t even like Boston Market like that, but I was oddly craving the shit.
As I waited to order my food, someone hugged me from behind. I peeled the small delicate hands from my torso, and yanked Aspen around in front of me.
“Fuck you doing in Redondo Beach?”
“Was at the mall.” She pointed across the street at the Galleria.
“You brought yo’ ass all the way over here to go to this mall? Aight.”
“I may have known your studio was over here, but I swear I went to the mall. See?” she held up a little ass bag from somewhere.
I didn’t respond, and just moved up to order my food. I hoped she didn’t think I was about to buy her ass something to eat. I didn’t spend money on these hoes. There were plenty of moist ass niggas out here willing to do so, so I was gonna save my shit. If it wasn’t my aunt Doreen or Laine, then these females were shit out of luck.
After Aspen ordered her food, she walked over to wait by me, smiling like she always did. She was a beautiful girl, and I could tell she was used to niggas falling at her feet because of it. I’d never been that type of dude though, ever. As I sipped my drink, I looked down at her since she was staring up at me.
“So what are you doing for the rest of the evening? We should hang out.”
“I’m not in the mood for head. You gotta learn to make me nut before I let you get that again.”
She dropped her jaw while laughing, as this old black lady walked by with her lip turned up at me. Back in the day I would have snatched her purse for some shit like that, but I was changing… or trying to.
“You play too much,” Aspen giggled, following me to get my food from the cashier. She got hers right after.
“But I’m hella fucking serious. Better stop trying to stay pretty while you do it.”
“Well how about we chill for the day, and then we can see if I’ve improved.”
“Damn, you won’t let up, huh?” I sipped my drink again, and started out of the establishment.
“Nope. So what do you say?”
“Get in the car.”
She hopped in my passenger seat, and as she put her seatbelt on, she looked around like she was expecting to find something.
“I’ll hold your food for you.”
I took her up on her offer and handed it over, before cranking up and pulling out. She told me her driver had driven her to the mall, so she just let him know he could go to her apartment. I didn’t want her in my shit, so we headed over to her nice ass spot in Manhattan Beach. I’d never been, obviously, so when I got there I was definitely impressed.
“Want something to drink?” she quizzed once we were in her spacious ass living room, overlooking the beach. She also had the fireplace going.
“Nah, I still got something.”
We ate our food in silence because I was starved and not in the mood to talk until I was satisfied. When we were done, she took both of our trash and left to toss it.
I took my phone out because it chimed, and saw Liberty had texted me asking if I was gonna come through. Hated hardheaded ass females. Told her not to hit me, and the bitch couldn’t even let the sun set good before she did it anyway. I ignored her ass and pocketed my phone. As I stared at the turned off television, Laine crossed my mind. I was gonna leave her ass alone though. I wasn’t gonna keep running after her. Shit, maybe I was, but not tonight. A nigga was too tired.
“Sorry I went to get comfortable.” Aspen glided back into the living room wearing what looked like it used to be a shoestring. It was pink, and looked good against her smooth light skin.
“Come here.” I set my drink on her coffee table.
She pranced her sexy slim thick ass over to me, moving her hair from her face. When she got close enough, I tugged her into my lap so that she was straddling me. I felt her body tense up when I did that. Oh now she wanted to be scared? Too late.
I reached behind her to unhook the skimpy ass bra as I kissed on her soft collarbone. Once her breasts were out, I cupped them and just looked. They were pretty as hell.
She nervously slid her hands under my hoodie and t-shirt to feel my abs, and then lifted them both over my head. I sucked on her nipples hungrily as she removed my hat and caressed the back of my head while moaning. She picked my head up and leaned down to kiss me, but I moved her hands from my face.
“Show me.”
She knew exactly what I meant, so she climbed to the floor and started to unbuckle my jeans. She took me into her mouth, and started to bob her head up and down slowly. I could tell she wasn’t gonna get it right, so I yanked her up and bent her over the couch. The look on her face showed that she was disappointed in herself but I just wanted to bust so I didn’t care to console her. She could learn to suck dick right on another nigga.
“Tsssttt,” she let out when I spanked her nice round ass before sliding her thin panties past it.
I stepped out of my jea
ns and boxers, before sliding a condom on and getting behind her. Reaching my hand around, I brushed my fingers across her clit while sucking on her neck. I wanted to not only get her wetter, but make sure the pussy smelled right.
“Mmm, Mischief,” she bit down on her lip as I toyed with her clit, while sucking her neck, getting the pussy nice and sloppy.
When she came, I made sure her smell was right, and then forced my way inside of her. I started with slow strokes, and then once I got all the way in, I started beating it up. Her ass bounced wildly as I pounded her from behind, making her pussy gush on my pole repeatedly.
“Ohh, ohhh fuck!” she called out, gripping the back of the couch that she was bent over. She started throwing it back, but then froze just before she came.
“Do that shit again,” I groaned.
She did as I asked, throwing her pussy onto my dick, making our skin crush together loudly. Her whimpers got higher as I felt a wave of her juices cover my dick. Her body was tired, so I gripped a handful of her hair, yanked her neck back a little, and tore her pussy up, making her cum two more times before I busted in the condom.
I let go of her hair, and then removed my hand from her sweaty hip.
“Oh my gosh, mmm,” she licked her lips, eyes closed as she collapsed on the couch.
“Where is the bathroom?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered, just before we both laughed.
I walked my naked ass around, boxers in hand, until I found her bathroom. I cleaned my dick, and then washed my hands before slipping my boxers back on. When I got back out into the living room, Aspen was on the couch, balled up like a fetus, so I shook her and then got dressed.
“Sorry,” she giggled. She left for a few and then came back wearing a long pink robe made of silk. She stared at me as I grabbed my phone and keys. “You’re leaving?”
“Yeah, I am.”
“Dang, right after? You can’t watch a movie with me or nothing.”
“Nah, I can’t. It’s late as hell and I have shit to do in the morning. I’m sorry.” I sat down on her couch and pulled my sneakers towards me. As soon as I finished tying them both, she climbed into my lap.
“You’re so handsome,” she leaned in and whispered.
“Aye, get off me.”
“Mischi—”
“Get the fuck off me!” I roared and she hurriedly hopped off of me and onto the couch. I shot up and quickly darted out of her home. “Shit!” I shouted when I got into my car.
I felt like I was losing my damn mind.
Cassie
I smiled with my eyes closed as Kordell kissed on the back of my neck. We had a wild night last night, and slept naked, so I could feel his dick rising against my ass as he groped me. His soft lips against my skin caused goosebumps to arise. I grabbed my iPhone because I wanted to get a picture of us just waking up.
Reaching around the front of my body, he slipped his hand between my legs and pushed his fingers inside of me just as I snapped the photo. Gasping, I threw my head back against him as he sucked on my neck.
“Shit,” I mumbled as he thumbed my clit while plunging his fingers inside of me. “Right there… fuck, right there,” I whimpered and he followed my orders.
Only a few moments later, I was gushing on his fingers, so he climbed on top of me. My phone, which had been clutched in my hand the whole time, fell onto the nightstand, as Kordell placed my legs on his shoulders and entered me. I clenched my teeth at the pain as he moved in and out of me slowly.
“Damn, you’re wet as fuck,” he grumbled against my lips as my legs rested on his shoulders. “Move.” He slapped my hand when I pressed it against his hard abs to control his movements.
After thrusting into me a few more times, I came on him, so he let my legs down. Lowering himself closer to me, he began sucking my lips as I locked my legs around his waist. He pounded me hard and fast, so you could hear his dick going in and out of me, along with my loud moans.
“Mmm, ahhh, ahhh,” I cried out, clutching his biceps as he held my legs apart.
“Fuck,” he grunted as he released and collapsed onto me. He didn’t crush me like usual, so I guess he was learning.
My legs trembled wildly as they rested against his sides. He lifted his head up after a little bit, and then slipped his tongue into my mouth. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pushed his face further into mine, as his big strong hands gripped my thighs. Once we had our fix, he rolled off to the side of me and I picked up my phone.
“I’m gon’ comment and let ‘em know I was digging in that pussy when you snapped that.”
“Don’t!” I hit his arm, causing him to flash his sexy ass cocky smile.
I finished posting the photo and smiled. It used to bother me when these bitches would come for me over him, but now I enjoyed pissing them off. I knew a picture of us in bed, obviously waking up together, would definitely have these hoes in a tizzy.
Kordell left to go brush his teeth and then I heard the shower turn on before he came and got me. I brushed my teeth as he tied up his dreads and stepped in to get wet. Once I was done flossing and using Listerine, I got in with him and we washed one another off.
“Where are you going today?” he quizzed as he rinsed the soap from his impeccable body and stared down at me.
“Just a meeting,” I lied. I had some meetings coming up, but they weren’t for two days. “You?”
“Same shit, going to the stu. But this Friday is the big show,” he grinned.
“I know. I’m excited for you. You better stay out of trouble the whole day though, Kordell. I’ll kill you myself if you miss out on this opportunity again.”
“I know.” He pulled the glass shower door back and stepped out to grab a towel to wrap around his waist. He then grabbed my towel and helped me out of the shower. “What are your meetings for?”
“Skin care commercial.” He chuckled lightly as he swiped deodorant under his arms, so I asked, “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, that’s great. It’s just weird knowing one of the girls that does things like that. You see them damn commercials all the time. I don’t know, just funny to me.” He shrugged.
“Lay off the weed, bruh.”
“Fuck you.”
We left out of the bathroom and continued to talk a little as we got dressed, before we both parted ways. I immediately went to pick up Melody so we could go see her father. I wanted to get the shit out of the way as quickly as possible.
To my surprise though, Miles had been pretty cool. The last few times I took Melody to see him, he just spent time with her while ignoring me of course, and then let me take her after about an hour or so. I honestly expected him to murder me or something, especially with the crazy shit that he’d been texting me while he was looking for me. But I was thanking God that hadn’t been the case. Maybe this co-parenting thing could actually work.
“Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” Melody chanted as we pulled up to the valet of his hotel.
I gave the attendant my keys and once he drove off, I pulled Melody to the side.
“Baby, remember what I told you to do when you see Kordell later tonight?”
“Don’t say daddy.”
Chuckling, I replied, “Yes, don’t mention your daddy, please. They’re not ready to meet yet and we want to keep it a surprise. And don’t mention Kordell to Daddy while we’re up there. When it’s time, I will let you know, okay?”
Pressing her little chin into her chest as if she were sad, she nodded.
I picked her up and then got onto the elevator so we could get to Miles’s room. I let Melody knock because I knew she would cry if I didn’t, and after a few moments, Miles answered the door smelling and looking nice. He was always a very handsome man, just crazy, controlling, and abusive. That’s why even though he’d been okay these past few times, I kept my pepper spray close.
“Daddy!” Melody reached for him and he took her from me.
“Hey, pumpkin!” he grinned and kissed her. “You
look good,” Miles licked his full lips at me with a lustful gaze.
“I uh, thanks.”
Stepping into his hotel room, I scanned it nervously as if I’d never seen it before, with my hands planted deeply in the pockets of my jean shorts. A part of me was looking to see if he had any guns or sharp knives lying around.
Taking a deep breath, I sat down at the desk while he and Melody took a seat on the couch. I smiled watching her hug his neck tightly, and it sort of made me feel bad. I didn’t want to take her from her father, but my heart wouldn’t let me leave my baby behind when I had to flee.
“You guys hungry? I was gonna order some breakfast.”
“No, no, I’m fine.” I pushed my hair behind my ears.
“You sure, the breakfast here is pretty great? You should try it,” he flashed me his alluring grin, the one I’d fallen for after the many times he’d sent me to the hospital.
“No, I—”
“Tell mommy to quit being a party pooper,” he looked to Melody and kissed her temple.
“Stop party pooping,” she giggled as I shook my head at her with a smile.
“Fine, I guess I can eat.”
He sat Melody on the couch as she brushed her new doll’s hair that he’d bought her. I stayed silent as he ordered the food, hoping time moved faster than it already was.
“Waffles okay?” He turned to look at me with the room phone pressed to the side of his face.
“Huh? Oh yes, sure, that’s fine. I don’t care.”
He turned his back to me to finish ordering, and then came back to sit by Melody and watch her play. She was the cutest thing in the world with her bad ass, and every second that passed, I prayed she didn’t slip up and mention Kordell. She was obsessed with him, so it would be nothing for his name to slip from her little lips.
“So my assistant tells me you’re in a relationship with some music artist.” Miles stared directly into my eyes.
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