by Lucinda John
“I’m not putting it back in until you tell me how much you love me,” he said as if he was in my head, reading my thoughts.
“I love you as far as the beach water goes times one thousand,” I answered, trying to scoot closer to him. He got on his knees and ate me up as if I were a ‘Hungry Man’ TV dinner. My legs started to shake, and he continued to feast on my goodies until I released my juices. He slid his dick in and fucked me until I lost count on how many orgasms I had.
When we were finished, he put me down so we could wash up. I almost fell flat on my face as my legs gave up on me.
“You forgot how to take this dick?” he laughed, picked me up, and carried me to the bathroom. He adjusted the dials on the Jacuzzi tub making sure it wasn’t too hot for the baby. Satisfied with the temperature, he poured a few bath crystals in the water, undressed me, and put me in the water. Undressing himself, he climbed in behind me and pulled me closer to him.
“So, you ready to tell me what happened?” he asked, grabbing a sponge and squeezing bath gel on it. As he lathered my body, I began to tell him the hell I had suffered for the past two months. When I went into detail about Tasha’s assault, I felt his body tense up a bit. When I was finally done, I turned around to look at him, and his eyes were as red as blood.
Rinsing my body off, he lifted me out of the tub and laid me on the bed. Drying my body off, he grabbed the bottle of lotion and rubbed me down from head to toe. Pulling the comforter back, he laid my body on the bed. He kissed me on the lips, covered me and left the room.
I knew better than to go after him, he needed space to digest what I told him, and I intended to give him that. I snuggled the body pillow and for the first time, I was able to fall asleep in peace.
Chapter 14
Stacks
Finally having Lala home with me was the best feeling in the world. To know that her and my baby were still alive was a blessing that I couldn’t thank God enough for. The traumatizing events she had to endure fucked my head up. I was on a manhunt for Bear and once I found him he wasn’t going to like what I was going to do to him. I wanted to kill Ashley, as well, but she was pregnant, and her baby did nothing to deserve that fate.
Rolling a blunt, I sat back and reviewed my business numbers. Putting Ralph in charge was the best thing I ever did. We were now seeing more money than my great-great-great-children would be able to spend.
Logging into my computer, I booked us a nice suite in Columbia. My dad wanted to speak with me and Ralph about partnering up with the Lopez’s family. I was down because they were doing the damn thing in Miami, and whenever I could avoid beef and make money, I would take that opportunity, especially since I was about to become a father. Paying for the rooms, I decided to go back upstairs and retire for the night, next to my wife.
* * *
I woke up to Lala laughing on the new iPhone 6 Plus I had bought her.
“Who are you talking to?” I asked, sitting up and looking over at the clock. It was nine in the morning, too damn early to be gossiping.
“Lisa, let me call you back, my man is up,” she laughed before saying her goodbyes. “Good morning daddy,” she said as she straddled me. There was no hint of morning breath. That is what I loved about her. Her hygiene was always on point.
“Morning mommy,” I responded. I got up to take a leak, brush my teeth, and then got back in the bed with her.
“What’s for breakfast?” she asked.
“Let’s play a game. Let’s do a 69 and whoever nuts first makes breakfast,” I replied pulling her on top of me.
“Deal,” she smiled, sitting on my face.
She swallowed my dick whole, making me scream out like a little bitch.
“I want eggs, bacon, and toast,” she said before necking down. She made the dick extra wet and swallowed it again.
“Damn, slow down,” I groaned, feeling my dick hitting nothing but the back of her throat. I tried to focus on eating her, but the things she was doing with her mouth distracted me. She sucked me up like I was a bottle of water then she swallowed my nut.
“I win,” she said. “Go cook my food.”
Not wanting to go out like a sucker, I sat her on my face and allowed her to ride my tongue until I was able to make her squirt a few times. After that, I got up and went to the kitchen to make my queen breakfast.
“Breakfast is served my lady,” I said a half hour later as I walked in the room with a tray filled with food. I prepared her bacon, eggs, toast, cheese grits, and fresh fruit.
“Looks good,” she said, mixing her eggs and grits before devouring them. I sat and watched her eat like a damn pig.
“Want more?” I asked as she licked the plate clean.
“Please?” she smiled stuffing a piece of bacon in her mouth. I prepared her another plate of food, cleaned the kitchen, and went down to my man cave to smoke a blunt and play 2k15 on my Xbox One.
“Yo’ nigga that’s a foul!” I yelled at Ralph through the earpiece I had in my ear.
“Can I play?” Lala asked sitting on my lap.
“Yo Ralph wifey want to play, I’ma get up with you later,” I said, logging off my online game and handing her a controller.
“You know how to play?”
“Be quiet and pass me a joystick.”
We played a good five games, and I beat her all five times. I knew she didn’t want to play nor was she interested in playing, but she wanted to bond with a nigga, and I had to commend her on that.
“We’re going to Columbia for a week,” I told her turning off the game
“When?” She asked
“In a few days.”
“Business or pleasure.”
“I’m going to handle some business first, but then I’m all down for the pleasure,” I said climbing on top of her.
“Can Lisa come?”
“Yeah.”
“I have to call her so we can go shopping,” she said trying to get up.
“Damn can a nigga get some first?” I asked, opening up her robe and sliding into my favorite place on earth.
* * *
After dropping Lala off at Lisa’s house, I made my way to Lil Haiti to collect money. Driving up to one of my trap houses, I saw someone that looked like Ashley. I followed just to get a good look to see if it was her. Once I got closer, there was no denying it. That was the devil in the flesh. I wanted to run her ass over, but her bulging belly is what stopped me. By her appearance, it looked as if karma had kicked her ass enough. I felt bad for the poor kid.
“What’s up, Ralph?” I dapped him up.
“What’s good boss man?”
“Shit, just vibing. You ready for our trip?”
“Yeah, a nigga feeling good about this shit. We gon’ be making mad noise in these streets.”
“For real,” I said picking up a stack of money to begin counting.
“What’s good with Lisa?” he asked.
“Who? Lala’s Lisa?”
“Yeah, her. I’m tryna get with shawty, but she ain’t giving a nigga no play.”
“She probably still fucked up in the head about Bear’s ass.”
“You should get her to come to Columbia with us,” he suggested.
“She’s coming.”
“Well, I bet by the time we come back home I’ma have her ass on team Ralph,” he laughed, and I joined him.
Feeling my phone vibrating off the hook, I picked it up thinking it was Lala. Seeing Amanda’s name pop up on my screen, I ignored the call. The phone beeped. I picked up and read the text:
AMANDA: Stacks I need to speak with you please its an emergency.
ME: I’m working.
AMANDA: Come by when you’re done, I’ll be here. You know your way, use your key.
I put the phone down and went back to work. I called Lala and checked up on her, telling her to call me when she was ready to come home. When we were finish counting the money, I was impressed.
“Tight work,” I said, giving Ralph his props. For the week, he brought in eighty grand, ten more than what he totaled for last week. Giving him his cut, I put the rest of the money in the duffle bag. Lifting the back portion in my trunk, I put in the combination to the secret compartment I had installed and put the money in there locking it back up. I got in the car and drove to Amanda’s house to see what was so urgent.
“Yo’ I’m here, what’s up?” I asked opening the door and seeing her watching TV on the couch. I had to give it to her, she wasn’t using my money in vain. Her house looked real nice and cozy.
“Nice to see you finally made it,” she said getting off the couch and walking towards me dropping her robe.
“Amanda, for real man, I’m not with this today,” I said, frustrated.
“Please, just one last time,” she begged, wrapping her arms around me.
She stole the words out of my mouth with a kiss. It was something about her that had me thinking unclearly. I carried her body to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. Undressing, I got on top of her and began kissing every inch of her body. She kept trying to get me to go down on her, but that was a no-no. The only pussy I was eating was the one between Lala’s legs.
A soft moan escaped her lips as I sucked on her breast. I used my thumb to play with her clit.
“Yes daddy!” She squealed in pure delight, grinding her hips into my finger. She was so wet and warm that I wanted to feel the inside of her. I pulled down my pants and was about to put in it in her.
I just want to take you out and show you off,
You already know that you the perfect one,
Girl when I’m with you, I feel like a champion,
Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy,
A trophy, I won me a trophy.
Saved by wifey, I thought as I got up and answered the phone.
“What’s up baby?”
“Okay, I’ll be there in a few.”
“Love you too,” I said hanging up the phone.
Looking over at Amanda, I could see she was pissed.
“Sorry. When wifey calls, I gotta answer. I’m out. I’ll get up with you later,” I said, getting dressed and leaving without waiting on her response. Thank God Lala called me when she did because I wasn’t thinking straight. I was about to run up in that broad raw. Thinking of all the consequences that could have come afterwards had me feeling like shit.
I sent Lala a text telling her I was outside waiting for her. Seeing all the bags in her hands, I got out and helped her.
“What? Did buy the whole mall?” I teased, putting her bags in the back seat.
“No, I just got a few things for our trip,” she said, getting in the car and buckling her seatbelt.
“Shit a few things, it looks like you put somebody out of business,” I laughed.
“Shut up, I got you some stuff, too,” she said, laughing with me.
“Good looking out.”
“Duh, don’t I always got yo’ back?” she asked.
“Like chiropractor,” I replied, leaning over to give her a kiss. She made a face, but then kissed me back.
When we got home, she went inside and left me to carry all her bags in the house. Sitting the bags on the bed, I began undressing. I smelled my shirt and instantly noticed why Lala made that face. I smelled like fresh flowers. I hurriedly jumped in the shower hoping she wouldn’t question me. Once I was done cleaning off Amanda’s scent, I dressed in a pair of shorts and climbed in bed. Lala was already asleep, so I pulled her closer to me, prayed a prayer of protection, and I was out for the count.
Chapter 15
Ralph
“Amber, you really need to grow the fuck up!” I argued with my baby mama. I was dropping the kid off, and she was mad because I had my daughter with me. I ain’t give a fuck though because there was no way in hell I was letting my kids grow up without being in each other’s life.
“See you later, Jr,” I said handing my son his book bag and giving him a pound.
“Later, Dad.”
I peeled off six hundred dollars and handed it to Amber. Like the thirsty bitch she was, she counted the money and made sure it was all there. Every week I was paying her six hundred dollars, plus I was taking care of all of my son’s expenses. All she did was sit home and act ratchet with her ratchet ass friends.
On the other hand, my daughter, Riley’s mom was mad cool. There were no feelings between us. Laurie was a full-blown lesbian in a committed relationship until one night of drinking led to me popping her cherry and impregnating her. She didn’t try to keep my daughter away from me. As a matter of fact, she would bring Riley down twice a week to visit me. At first, I was skeptical about having my daughter raised in a lesbian home, but who was I to tell Laurie who to love.
Amber and Laurie were like night and day. If I ever wanted to pursue any type of relationship, Amber would be the one to fuck it up. She was one of those bitter baby mamas, who thought they owned you just because they had your baby.
Dropping my daughter off, I gave her a kiss and handed her mother six hundred dollars as well. Due to me being incarcerated I missed the first five years of both my kids’ lives. Therefore, I was making up for lost time.
“Bye bye, Daddy,” Riley said giving me a kiss.
“It’s never bye, it’s see you later, princess.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she smiled, walking inside.
I sat in the car for a few minutes before driving off.
Growing up, I never had anything. My mother busted her ass working two jobs only to come up short on the bills every month. I learned at an early age that I had to hustle in order to survive. Once I got into the game, there was no turning back. The thing about hustling was the fast money became addicting.
Anything less than what you were accustomed to becomes an insult. I was speeding through life, not making smart choices and ended up behind bars for five years. The worst part about being in jail was finding out I had two different women pregnant, and I wouldn’t be able to do anything for them. That alone had me feeling like I was less than a man.
I was happy with my life. I was out of jail and making money to take care of my kids. I knew there weren’t any good paying legit jobs for me as a felon that was why I went back to doing what I knew best, hustling. I wasn’t about to flip no damn burgers for no seven dollars an hour.
Stacks being the generous nigga he was looked out for a nigga. He was always looking out for everyone on his squad. That was why I was confused when I found out Bear turned on him. We were tight as fuck growing up. We had a brotherhood that blood couldn’t make stronger. So for someone to bite the hand that fed you deserved to pay the ultimate price, life.
Looking down at my beeping phone, I smiled at the text. It was from my daughter wishing me a good night. For her to be only five, she knew how to text and call me. As soon as I got home, I made sure everything was packed for my trip before I went to bed.
* * *
The following day, I woke up to my phone ringing.
“Hello,” I answered, still sleepy as fuck.
“Nigga wake up!” Stacks’ voice boomed through the receiver. “I need you to slide by and pick up Lisa.”
“Oh, word?” I asked, trying to contain my excitement.
“I knew that would wake you,” he laughed. “I’ma go ahead and text you her contact information.”
“A’ight,” I replied, before hanging up the phone.
Since I was already up, I decided to jump in the hot shower where thoughts of Lisa’s sexy ass flooded my mind. She was a rare type of breed. She was sexy, smart and gangster as fuck. Even though she shut me down for having two kids with two different women, I was confident that I was going to have her calling me daddy soon.
When I finished my shower, I made sure my face was neatly shaved before walking to my closet and finding something to wear. I decided to put on a pair of blue True Religion jeans,
a white V-neck, and a fresh out the box pair of all white Air Force Ones. Checking my fly in the mirror, I put on a little of that ‘Get you wet when you get a scent of me’ cologne.
I text Lisa to let her know that I was on my way to come pick her up in thirty minutes. I went as far as to ask her to have breakfast with me and when she agreed a nigga was happy as fuck.
Hitting the sensor on my six-car garage, I admired my cars. I was feeling like a hot nigga, so I decided to drive my all black drop top Camaro. Punching Lisa’s address into my GPS, I blasted Rick Ross’s new album, and cruised the city, if a few months ago you would have told me that I would be living like this, I probably would have killed your ass for lying.
“Your destination is on the right,” my GPS, Kathy spoke.
“Thank you, Kathy,” I said.
“Anytime, Ralph,” the GPS replied.
I swear technology today was so advanced. Getting out the car, I walked to her door and rang the doorbell. She came to the door in a purple lace bra and thong set; the sight alone had my dick fighting to get out of my pants.
“I thought I told you to be ready in thirty minutes.” I said licking my lips
“You can’t rush perfection,” she replied turning around and walking towards the back of her house. I closed the door and waited for her.
“Can you get my bags for me; they’re in the closet by the door,” she yelled from the back of the room. Opening the closet door, I was amazed at what I saw. She had a gun display mounted on the back of the wall, that shit had my dick hard. I was all down for a gangster bitch.
“You ready, because I’m hungry,” she said coming out of the room dressed in a red mini dress. The leopard wedges that she wore made her legs look long and thick.
“You ready?” I asked, hypnotized.
“Ain’t that what I said?” she smirked, licking those sexy lips.
I grabbed her bags and threw them in the backseat. Then we headed to Aunt Lucy’s for some breakfast.
The waitress seated us, took our orders, and left us to engage in small conversation.
