"No I was married and my wife passed." I felt like shit for even prying.
I walked away from the dresser and sat down on his bed. He was smiling and staring at me. I leaned backwards, holding myself up by my elbows.
"Why you staring?"
"’Cause you're so beautiful. You look just like Diddy's girl," he smiled.
I rolled my eyes. If I had $1 for every time I heard someone say I looked like Cassie. I was not mixed! I'm full blood black.
"Yeah, I hear that shit a lot. People have asked for my autograph before." He burst into laughter and I rolled my eyes.
He walked over to me and began to kiss me hard as hell. It felt bomb, but it caught me off guard ‘cause he didn't seem like the type. He knelt down and reached under my dress and tugged on my underwear as he kissed my inner thighs. I leaned my head back in pleasure ‘cause his lips were so soft. Once he got my underwear off, he lifted one leg and began to suck on my clitoris while fingering me. This nigga had fingers sent from Heaven.
"Don't stop Brandon...Uughhhhhhhh! Omg!" I never experienced a mouth finger combo like this one!
"You taste so good," he said in between sucking and licking.
I came so hard my legs were shaking. He continued to eat me out until I came three more times. I was beat. He released his dick and it was a nice size. He slid on a condom and entered me.
"Ah damn! You got some good stuff! Man!" he called out as he rammed into me.
He may not have had the biggest dick, but he knew how to work it. I was gripping the hell out of the sheets.
"Uh I'm about to cum! Don't stop!"
He lowered his head to suck on one of my nipples as he continued to pump into me. I finally came for the fifth time, and he released.
"Damn," he dropped next to me.
"I'm definitely gonna have to come over again." I started pulling the straps of my dress back on. I can't believe I let him fuck me in this expensive dress.
"Wait where you going?!"
"Home! It's 4am! Nigga I have school!"
Chapter Three: Kendrick King
When I saw Nic at that party, I had to have her. She was so beautiful and she had that innocent look. I immediately got visions of what I wanted to do to that. She was identical to the actress Naya Rivera; gorgeous. I showed up at the perfect time too, ‘cause it looked like she just broke up with her dude.
I'm sure you heard a little about me from the other chicks, especially Jessica. I knew Christy through Trenton and Jessica through Kendon. Jessica blacked my little brother’s eye and he refused to return to school, so my mom let him transfer. He refused to whoop her ass like he wanted ‘cause we were raised to never hit a woman.
Any who, let me introduce myself, I'm Kendrick King. I grew up in a two-parent household with my dad Kairio and my mother Camia. You would've thought we were the Huxtables. Only when I was in 8th grade did I find out my dad was the head of a huge drug cartel here in Baltimore, MD. He had us up in a nice neighborhood, and he made sure no one knew where he lived except his brother, partner, and my uncle Kylin.
I remember at 14, I begged my dad to let me do some runs for him, and to my surprise he let me. When he saw how much paper I was bringing in, he brought me on as a serious worker. I convinced him to let Trenton help me since he was my best friend. Trenton and I were bringing in more money than niggas twice our age, and my dad loved it. My mom Camia would cry every time I left the house, fearing someone would kill me. Soon enough, my baby brother Kendon and my older brother Kendreeis started doing occasional runs, and next thing you know we were all helping my dad run this shit.
My dad promised my mom that at 45 he would step down, and he made sure to follow through. When he did, he made me head of the operation. Here I was 19 years old and had more money than I knew what to do with. I had a house in the white neighborhood, and condo's in the hood to hold meetings and take the hoes to. Although I was 19, niggas knew I didn't fucking play. I was feared in these streets, and it was for good reason. They call me "King Ken" and it fits. My brother Kendon was 18 and had the same shit going for him. Same for my older brother Kendreeis, and he was only 20.
I had it all except the right woman. People always said I was too young, but I been smashing hoes since I was 14; it gets tiring! My dad married my mom when he was 20 and she was 18 and they still married, so age means nothing. Girls been throwing themselves at me for years and still do. Every bitch in B-more wants to carry the last name King and don't care which one of us they get, including my father, uncle, and cousin. Nic was perfect. Beautiful and she definitely wasn't one of these rats I had seen around the block before, which was a huge plus. She was gonna be mine, I just hoped she was ready to be Mrs. King.
***
I had a meeting at one of my condos with my niggas to check on the business. Like my father, the only niggas that knew where I lived were my parents, my brothers obviously, my uncle Kylin, and my cousin Kayden. I loved every nigga that worked under me, but niggas were stupid. They didn't watch their back like they should and weren't careful enough for me to allow them to know where I sleep at night. Fuck that.
I arrived at my condo and decided to shoot Nic a text.
"Hello beautiful."
I didn't want to hit her with the usual lil mama bullshit that niggas loved to use.
"Hi :)"
I smirked at her text. She was definitely feeling me.
"Nigga come on!" Kendreeis yelled while knocking on my window.
"Aight! Hold up nigga!" I hopped out the car, and we headed inside to talk business.
Both my brothers were there along with our right hand niggas Maurice, Jules, Trenton, Ricky, and my cousin Kayden. All except Kayden had their duffel bags with the money in it.
"How is everything?" I asked, leaning on my desk.
"Great, nobody is really fucking with us out here right now," Maurice stated the obvious.
"Good. I know a guy in Cuba and he has some fresh pure cocaine that he is willing to supply me with. I told him my team and I flip shit quick and bring money in like no tomorrow."
"Woo! If we get that shit my nigga, it's a wrap!" Jules laughed.
"Nigga it's already a wrap. We took over years ago," Kendreeis scowled.
"I think we need two more trap houses, just because two of the ones we are using, I believe some people have caught wind of what goes on in there and I really am not trying to have the shit raided." The guys nodded in agreement.
"Also I need you guys to help me keep an eye on some of the little niggas that are in the trap houses to make sure it ain't none of they asses that's out here running they mouth. If you find anything, let me know so we can body they ass."
We continued to discuss business until 2:30 pm. I ended the meeting and remembered Nic got out of school at 2:50pm and I wanted to pick her up. I hopped in my Maserati and flew to her. I arrived just in time, and I saw that fuck nigga she was arguing with at that mansion party standing outside with flowers. I laughed because he was corny as fuck. If this nigga thought he was getting her back, he was sadly mistaken. I had my eyes and heart set on Nic, and she was to be mine. I usually didn't think about making these chicks my girl, but there was something about her. I knew she was the one.
Chapter Three: Nic Fuller
I walked out of class and the first thing I spotted was a matte black Maserati parked across the street. I smiled ‘cause I knew exactly who it was. I had heard about "the King brothers" as bitches called them, but I never gave it two thoughts. I had no idea what the niggas really looked like, except Kendon, and I hadn't put two and two together to know he was one of them.
"Nic!" I turned to see Michael's dog ass cheesing while holding a big ass bouquet of flowers.
"What Michael?!"
"Nic, I want to talk to you."
"She don't want to talk, kid." I looked to see Kendrick and I smiled.
Michael saw me light up at the sight of him and became angry. Kendrick had on a Versace bomber jacket in black, jeans, a butt
on up, some sneakers I knew were expensive ‘cause I'd never seen them before, and a SnapBack.
"And who are you?" Michael asked frowning.
"I'm her man."
Michael burst into laughter, and I smirked at Kendrick’s response.
"I'm sorry what's funny?" Kendrick raised one eyebrow.
He was so sexy I wanted to lick his face. Toffee-colored skin, dark green eyes, dimples, perfect teeth, clear skin, and I know he was fit under those clothes too. The bonus was his neck tattoo. I decided to play along and locked my arm with Kendrick’s. Michael tried to approach and grab me, so Kendrick grabbed him by his neck and threw him to the ground with just one hand. Everybody around had their jaws on the floor; I felt so embarrassed for Michael.
“Don't you ever come looking for her again. If I even think you thinking of her, I'm gon’ kill your ass," Kendrick said in a low tone, but loud enough for Michael and I to hear.
Michael was tempted to speak up, but you could see he was scared. Kendrick and I walked away towards his car, in which he opened the passenger side for me. I felt like we were Michelle and Barack. Once we were in the car, we both started to laugh hard as hell.
"I can't believe you did that!" I laughed.
"I'm just happy you went along with it." We both laughed some more and stared in each other's eyes for a little bit.
"What?" I asked.
"You so pretty," he half smiled showing his dimples.
I blushed, "Thank you."
"Are you hungry?" I shook my head yes.
"Would you mind coming to my crib to eat lunch and dinner with me?"
"Lunch and dinner?"
"Yeah I want you to chill with me all day." He licked his lips, eying my body in the seat. I prayed he liked what he saw.
"Sure," I smiled.
"Good." He sped off in his car, and I felt like a queen letting my hair blow.
We arrived to Kendrick’s house, and it was beautiful. He drove through the gates, up his winding driveway, past security, and typed in a code.
"You may get that code if you stick around long enough," he said while looking straight and smiling; I laughed.
When we pulled up, he had double doors. I walked in and his house looked like one of those houses that you build on Sims and put everything you want in it. Or better yet, MTV cribs. Marble counter tops, gold stair handles, deep brown-colored leather couches, it was just beautiful. Everything had something gold. I know this place was expensive. A chef came from the kitchen and handed us two menus.
"Pick what you want," Kendrick turned to me. We gave our orders to the chef, and he thanked us and left.
"You know you're the first girl I've ever brought here."
"Really? Where do you usually take these not as special as Nic girls?"
"To a condo I have, it's pretty nice too," he smiled, flashing those perfect teeth and dimples.
"I bet you have a lot of women chasing you."
"It's always gon’ be hoes no matter who the guy is. The only girls that matter are the ones you chase back." We stared at each other for a bit as I got lost in his jade green eyes.
I cleared my throat, feeling awkward. "So, why me?"
"I can tell you're genuine and you don't seem like the type to date a nigga based off money and status like most of these bitches. Plus, I've never seen a woman more beautiful than you."
"Really?" I smoothed my hair down. It was in a long ponytail. I had on tights and a comfy sweater. I was not looking my best. I had on make-up and a nude lip, plus my feet, hands, and eyebrows were just done, so that helped.
"Yes really." He pulled me closer to him and began to look into my eyes. He was so forward. His cologne was intoxicating. He even smelled sexy.
"What happened with you and ole boy?"
I looked down "He cheated on me," I replied embarrassed.
"Well I'm happy he did!"
"What?! Why?!" I said, snapping my neck to look at him.
"’Cause I never would've had the chance to make you mine. I mean I would've tried, but I know you're a faithful girl and you would never mess around on him."
"Yeah I try to be, and look where that got me. All because I wouldn't have sex with him." He burst into laughter.
"You wasn't giving him no pussy? Damn baby girl!"
"So you saying he had reason to cheat?!"
"No! Not at all. If he couldn't wait he should've ended things, to be honest." I shook my head in agreement.
"Well the night I met you, I slept with him." I kept looking straight to avoid eye contact.
"Bad timing for you, I see," he said, touching my hair.
"Yeah, that would be the night I see he is cheating," I said, looking at him and enjoying his touch.
"Well enough about that cornball. The food is ready," he smiled and reached for my hand to help me off the couch.
The food was amazing and tasted just like if we had went to a fancy restaurant. We talked about everything, and he was so funny. I felt like I was falling in love, and I only knew the guy a couple weeks.
"It's 3 am!"
"So," he shrugged.
"I have school tomorrow!"
"I will drop you off!"
"But my clothes are with my mother."
“I can have one of my peoples bring you something and you can pick from that."
"Kendrick, no you don't have to–"
"I know I don't have to. I'm King Ken, I do what I want. And I want to do this." We got up and walked towards his bedroom.
"I have a guest room if you don't want to sleep in here with me." He bit his lip staring innocently, waiting for my response. Fuck, he was fine!
I shook my head no. "No, I want to be in here with you. This house is too big, I'm scared to sleep alone." He laughed and threw me one of his T-Shirts.
"There is a bathroom right there." He pointed to the big ass luxurious bathroom within his bedroom.
I went into it and changed out my clothes. When I came out, he had on basketball shorts and no shirt. This nigga definitely had an eight pack. He looked like a Greek god. Miguel was playing quietly in the background, and he was sitting on what I assumed was his side of the bed texting. He looked up to see me coming out the bathroom and sat his phone on the nightstand.
"Come lay down baby girl." I did as he asked.
As soon as I laid next to him, he cuddled up behind me. I turned to look over my shoulder at him and kissed me. He dipped his tongue in my mouth and it felt so good. He immediately reached under the t-shirt I had on and began to massage and play with my nipples.
"Ahhhh," I let out a moan.
He tugged my panties down and removed my shirt in what seemed like one motion. He climbed on top of me and began to kiss all over my body, stopping at my nipples and sucking on them so hard I almost came.
"Ahhhhh Kendrick."
He continued to place kisses down my body until he reached my bald kitten. He licked over it, which caused me to squirm. He began to lick and suck on my clit hard.
"Kendrick. Oh my God." I don't know what Michael was doing, but he needed to learn from Kendrick.
He dipped his tongue in my hole and continued to devour my pussy like it was his last meal. I came so hard three fucking times and had totally forgot dick was next. He stood up on his knees and released his dick. It was definitely a good eleven inches. It was beautifully caramel-colored and thick. He tapped it against my coochie, and he was hard as a rock.
"You got a nigga ready as fuck ma," he said as he licked his lips.
He reached and got a condom to place over his penis. He lowered himself closer to me and began to tongue kiss me passionately to calm me down, as "Flesh" by Miguel played softly. Taking his left arm, he lifted my right leg and inserted himself. It hurt like fuck, but I wasn't going to stop him.
"You so tight and wet babe," he moaned. I was a virgin a couple weeks ago, and here I was taking eleven inch dick. I tensed up and inhaled in his mouth. "Relax babe," he said, looking into my eyes as he eased himself in
and out of me. I did as he asked, and finally exhaled into his mouth as he kissed me.
"Ahhhh Kendrick!" I moaned softly.
He was moving at the perfect pace, nice and smooth. I was wet as hell and once the pain went away slightly, the pleasure was overwhelming. Now this was sex. That shit with Michael was nonsense. He sped up a little, causing me to cum so hard that my leg literally shook while he was still holding it up. He smirked as I came hard, making my body shake.
"That's right cum again for daddy," he said, looking me in my eyes and I moaned so loud.
"This is mine from now on. Aight?"
"Yes Kendrick!" I replied as he pounded into me.
He flipped me over on all fours and entered me from behind. He held onto my waist as he pumped into me.
"I'm your girl?" I moaned.
"And you better let everybody know," he moaned sternly.
I had, at this moment, finally realized why my friends loved sex.
"Ahhhh I'm about to cum again baby!"
"Cum on it for me," he said as he continued to fuck me not too slow and not too fast; just perfect.
I came so hard I could barely keep myself up. He grabbed a handful of my hair and lifted my body up close to him, with his dick still inside. My pussy was throbbing around his dick. I felt like I could cum with it just sitting inside me.
"You gon’ be my wife one day," he turned my face and kissed me hard, dipping his tongue in my mouth.
He began to move slowly in a circular motion, and that shit felt like heaven. He bent me back down and began to pump into me hard and fast, and we both came again. Yeah, I was in love. Smdh.
Chapter Three: Christy Franks
It was Friday night, and it was a ritual we had since grade school that we all spent the night over one of our houses. Tonight we were at Morgan's.
"So bitch I saw Kendrick drop you off at school this morning," I cheesed.
"Yeah so," Nic blushed.
"So what's up with y'all mami?" Jessica inquired.
"That's my man."
"He is?!" We all said in unison.
"But you just broke up with Michael!"
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