When A Bad Boy Wants Your Heart 2

by Sephiri J

He didn’t answer, but he proceeded to take his shirt off. I watched him with my mouth open. His body was delicious. He had tattoos on his chest and all over his arms. The muscles on his upper body were so well defined, I could not stop looking at him. He took his pants down and stood in front of me in boxers.

  “Bring your ass,” he said as he walked past me toward the hot tub.

  I watched him hesitantly at first because when I came there, I had no intention of getting in any hot tub or anything like that.

  But when he looked back at me, I knew he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell him no either way. I downed the rest of my drink and peeled off the jeans I was wearing plus the tank top that hugged my boobs. I was so thankful that I decided to wear a matching bra and panties today. I could see City’s eyes watching me as I walked over to the hot-tub in my black and red lace Victoria’s Secret bra and panty set. The water was warm and perfect as I stepped into the hot tub and made my way over to where City was sitting. He reached for me, and I pulled myself between his legs.

  “You for real gonna ride with me?” he asked, looking into my eyes.

  The way I felt right now, I would have said yes to anything he asked me.

  I nodded. “I am. I’m here with you.”

  “You said some shit that made a lot of sense in the house, Bo. I can’t stand that nigga, Rigs, but I gotta do what I gotta do, for Pops,” he said.

  I leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. His hand slid around my waist and squeezed. The jets from the hot tub pulsed around us, which might have made me even more turned on, but being this close to City would have been enough.

  “I want you to be my girl. For real,” he said, leaning back and looking into my face.

  I bit my bottom lip.

  “Are you ready to be down for me like that?” he asked with a serious look on his face. “You ride with me, I’m gonna have your back forever. You my girl, the whole world knows. Ain’t no half way shit. If I’m with you, I’m with you all the way. I need to know you got me too.”

  I nodded. I felt connected to City on a real level. When I wasn’t with him, I wanted to be near him in the worst way. When we were together, I felt like I had a permanent smile on my face. I didn’t want the high I felt when I was close to him to end. It was crazy.

  “Yeah, I got you, City. I want to see where this can go,” I said.

  I thought about my family for a minute and all the shit they would talk since I was just about to get married to Dontrell not even a month ago. But fuck that. This was my life, and only I could live it. People would always have something to say.

  City grinned at me, and his hand palmed my ass. His other hand gripped my chin and pulled it down toward him. When our lips met, I felt a tingle go down from my neck to my pussy. I couldn’t help grinding my hips into his crotch as he held on to me in this hot tub. When he started kissing on my neck, I closed my eyes, and my lips parted involuntarily.

  “Mmmm, babe,” I said as he kissed me.

  “You my girl, Bo?” he asked me between kisses.

  I nodded because I was concentrating on his fingers, which were now reaching under my panties. His kisses were going lower and lower until he started placing little bites on my breasts. When he pulled my nipple out and started sucking, I almost lost my mind.

  “Oh my god,” I said softly as his tongue played with my nipples, and his finger made small circles on my clit.

  He had just started touching me, and I felt like I was on fire already. Holding on to his neck, I rubbed the base of his hairline as his mouth played with my nipples. As I was pressed up into him, I felt his dick start to get hard. I wanted over everything to reach down and grip it, touch it, lick it, suck on it. I was horny as fuck. But the way he was holding on to me, stroking my clit slowly and licking on my tits, I couldn’t move for shit.

  “Let me taste your pussy,” he said, and I felt like my knees were going to buckle.

  Pushing me back, he picked me up and turned me around to sit on the edge of the hot tub. As he stood in front of me with the warm water swirling around him, I got a better look at the meat he was working with in his boxers. He saw me staring and gripped it with his right hand. It was thick as fuck in his boxers, and the way the material was sticking to him, I damn near lost my mind. My pussy was so wet.

  “I’m ’bout to give you the best dick of your life. But first, I gotta see that pussy and know what it taste like. Take that shit off, let me see it,” he said.

  He watched me with this hunger in his eyes, so I reached down and pulled the lace panties off my hips and let them float away in the water. I sat with my legs closed and the bottom of my feet propped beneath me on the wall of the hot tub.

  “Spread them legs. This shit is mine now, so I need to see,” he said.

  Slowly, I spread my legs. I didn’t think Dontrell had ever taken time to explore my body when I was with him. He had given me head when we had sex, but it was always half ass and quick. I figured that was how it was supposed to be. But seeing how City was studying my cat and looking at it like it was the prettiest thing he’d ever seen, I knew that sex with him was going to be way different.

  I moved my index finger down and started playing with myself in front of him. His lips parted as he stared in fascination. I got even more turned on and slipped one finger inside of me while I used my thumb to play with my clit.

  “Oooooh,” I said and threw my head back.

  The feeling sent chills down my body. I opened my legs more, so he could get a better view, and scooted my hips down to the edge so I could lean back. My pussy was wide open for him to see, and he was loving it. I played with myself and watched him as he watched me. He inched closer to me until his face was buried between my legs.

  “Oh my god,” I said when I felt the first flick of his tongue.

  He moved my fingers and licked them then licked my clit again. His tongue started making circles from my clit down to my asshole. I panted as he licked and sucked on my pussy like it was the best thing he ever tasted.

  “Fuck, baaaaabe,” I said and reached down to play in his hair.

  I pressed his face deeper into my pussy and grinded my hips. He gripped my ass and pulled me into him.

  “Aaaah!” I gasped when he buried two fingers inside of me as he French kissed my clit.

  I knew my juices were coating his face, and I tried to steady myself with one hand as my body began to shake.

  “Ciiiiity!” I said as I rode my orgasm, but his tongue wouldn’t stop assaulting my pussy.

  Even after I came all over his face, he kept going. My heart was racing like a race horse. I wanted him to stop, but I didn’t want it to end at the same time. I felt myself twitching again as he increased the pressure on my pussy with his tongue and mouth.

  “Fuuuck!” I screamed as my whole body spasmed. I was seeing stars; that was the best head I’d ever gotten in life.

  “You like that shit?” he asked.

  I looked down at him and his mouth was glistening. I nodded because that was all I could do.

  “Bring me that ass,” he said and hit me on my thigh.

  I slid into the hot tub, and he bent me over. As I gripped the edge, I looked back at him. He pulled his dick out, and everything I thought about it was verified that second. City had a whole monster in his pants. I couldn’t take my eyes away from it. The way he gripped it, it had to be at least nine inches. And it looked heavy as fuck.

  I arched my back because I wanted all of it. I was wet as fuck and needed to feel him inside of me. When the head hit my opening, I pushed back a little to help it along.

  “Shit, Bo, you tight as fuck,” he growled behind me.

  He worked it in slowly, moving it back and forth, deeper each time. Every time it went deeper, I moaned. By the time it was all the way in, I felt like I had a permanent ‘O’ formed on my lips.

  City leaned forward to play with my nipples, and my legs shook. His dick was filling me up; I sw
ore I felt it hitting the bottom of my stomach. My walls were hugging him tight as hell, and every time I moved a little bit, he cursed.

  “You ready?” he asked me in a low, rough voice.

  I could barely nod. He pulled out of me almost the whole way, and when he pushed back in, I felt like I was going to pass out. His dick felt so good, I swore I had died and gone to heaven.

  “This too much for you?” he asked, and I shook my head.

  “No, baby, keep going,” I said.

  This was some next level dick. This must be the kind of dick bitches stalked, killed, and begged for.

  He was all the way up in my guts, and I swore I needed him to give this to me every time I saw him. I knew the way I was feeling right now, delirious and in ecstasy, I would cut him and the next bitch if he ever tried to fuck anyone else.

  “Ciiiiiiity!” I screamed. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t care that we were outside. I didn’t care that he had neighbors. I wasn’t even thinking about the outside world. All I cared about was his dick inside of me changing my whole life.

  “Take this dick, Bo,” he said as he pounded in and out of me like an animal.

  “I’m about to cuuuuuuum,” I said.

  I knew my hair was probably a mess. I knew I was sweating in this hot tub and shaking like an addict. But fuck, this dick was giving me my life back.

  “Cum on my dick, Bo. Let me feel it,” he said, and I lost it.

  I felt my juices leaking out to coat his dick as he fucked me from the back. He kept pounding into me, gripping my ass and waist. When he moved a hand down to rub on my clit as he fucked me, I felt another wave of an orgasm creeping up on me.

  “Bo, shit, I’m ’bout to bust,” he said, and I felt my knee giving out.

  I gripped the side of the hot tub because I literally could not stand. The third orgasm that rocked me damn near made me fall out. City snatched his dick out of me and came in the water.

  “Shit,” he said, leaning onto my back as he breathed hard.

  I still felt my body quivering as we both stood like that for a minute trying to catch our breath.

  “My neighbors gonna have a lot to say next time they see me.” He chuckled, and I giggled.

  “My bad,” I said.

  I couldn’t help it. I knew they had gotten an earful.

  “Ima need to change this water tomorrow too,” he said getting out of the hot tub. “Let’s go in the crib.”

  He helped me out the tub, and we walked into the house.

  “I’m ’bout to take a shower. You should come too so we can conserve water,” he said.

  I burst out laughing. But if that was the reason he was trying to give, I was okay with that. That dick was mine now, there was no turning back.

  Early the next morning

  City and I had fucked the whole night. In the shower, then on the couch when we ordered food and were watching a movie, then in the bed when we were ready to go to sleep. His sex game was incredible. He had stamina for days; it was amazing. And I came every time. I couldn’t get enough of him.

  I woke up at 3:00 am to use the bathroom. City was fast asleep, but his hand was on my pussy. I got out the bed slowly, and he almost woke up. but then he turned over, and his soft snores resumed. I went to the bathroom to do my business then creeped back into the bed. Before I got comfortable, I glanced at my phone since I hadn’t looked at it since I got to the house earlier that evening.

  I raised an eyebrow when I saw that I had two missed calls from Dontrell. Ever since the party a few days ago when I sent him the video of Nichole snorting cocaine in the bathroom, he had been blowing my phone up to no end. I didn’t care what he had to say, but this was getting ridiculous. That was who he chose, so why the fuck was he bothering me?

  He had also sent me a text message. I opened it and rolled my eyes.

  Dontrell: Please pick up the phone, Bo. I need to talk to you. I got your video, and I know I made a mistake. Call me, please. I know we can get through this.

  I turned my phone off and put it on the shelf beside the bed. If Dontrell thought I had anything else to say to him, he had another thing coming.

  8

  Guwop

  The night I fucked Sade stayed on my mind. We were both gone on the liquor, and it prolly shouldn’t have happened, but I didn’t regret it at all. Every time I thought about her, I saw her cute smile with the dimples and the way her eyes crinkled up when she laughed. My dick loved her, which was why when we fucked again the morning after, I was hoping maybe we could pursue something legit. Her fuck boy boyfriend had knocked another bitch up, and she didn’t need nobody like that in her life. But since she left to go stay with Bo two nights ago, I’d barely heard from her.

  I won’t lie and say that shit didn’t hurt my feelings a little because I know I laid the dick down. Especially that morning. I ate her pussy and ass for a good forty-five minutes. She must’ve cum five times the way the bed was wet. But apart from a ‘thank you’ text that afternoon and another text letting me know she was good the next day, my phone had been drier than the Sahara.

  I picked it up again and called her. I wasn’t trying to look thirsty in the least. I was a fine nigga, and I had bitches in my phone who would be ready to drop them drawers and bust it open first quarter; I guess it was something about my dark chocolate skin. But, I wasn’t tryin to just fuck with a bitch because she had good pussy. I needed that mental connect too. A bitch I knew would be down to ride for me. Sade was that. She had a good ass heart, I could tell.

  The phone rang, and I waited to see if she would pick up.

  “Hey,” Sade’s voice came over the line after the third ring.

  “What’s up, beautiful?” I asked with a grin. I hadn’t expected her to answer.

  “Nothing much. How are you?” she asked.

  “I’m chillin’. At work with these niggas and thinkin’ of a master plan,” I said with a chuckle.

  She giggled. “Cool.”

  “What you up to?” I asked.

  “Nothing. At Bo’s. I didn’t have work today, so I was just cleaning up and stuff,” she said.

  “I got you,” I said. “I ain’t heard from you in a minute, so I was making sure everything was all good.”

  “Yeah, I’m good,” she said hesitantly.

  “I want to see you again, Sade. I wasn’t on no bullshit the other night when I told you I was feelin’ you. Let me take you out somewhere nice,” I said.

  She hesitated.

  “I know you dealin’ with the shit from your last nigga. But, I’m not him. So, just chill with me and see how it goes,” I said.

  “I like you, Guwop,” she said then stopped. “But I don’t think what happened with us should happen again.”

  I frowned when she said that. The fuck?

  “I mean… it was good. Really good. But… my hearts not in the right place for another relationship. So, I think I need to just be by myself right now,” she explained.

  I couldn’t fault her for feeling that way. And I understood even though I didn’t like it. But I wasn’t about to be that nigga to be running behind a girl and begging. She sounded like she had made up her mind anyway.

  “I feel you, Sade,” I said. “I get it. If you need to hit me up to listen so you can vent or just to chill or whatever, I got you, though. Okay? We still cool.”

  “Okay,” she said, and I could hear the smile on her face.

  “Ima let you go, though. I got shit to handle anyway,” I said.

  “Bye, Guwop.”

  “Later,” I said before hanging up.

  I put my phone down and rubbed my hands down my face. That wasn’t really how I expected that shit to go. I liked Sade, and I knew she liked me too. You couldn’t fake the chemistry we had the other night. I saw how she looked at me. I knew her ass was broken, and that was fine. I wasn’t going to be the type of nigga to rush her into no shit. But she straight up shut me down, which was crazy to me. But it is what it is. I guess you can’t win �
��em all.

  Somebody knocked on my door, and I looked up.

  “Yo,” I said, letting them know they could come in.

  “What’s good, homey?” Lucas said as he walked into my office with his corny ass.

  “Hey, bruh. What’s going on?” I asked and stood to give him dap.

  I hadn’t seen him since the afternoon he came up here a little while ago to talk about the job we had coming up in a week and a half. Since then, I’d put a lot of things in motion, and I knew he had done a lot of work too. We had 95% of things taken care of, so the plan would go off without a hitch. I was still nervous about it, but I had faith that this shit would go well.

  “I’m good, man. The warehouse is finalized, so we good to go,” he said.

  We had rented a huge warehouse outside of Augusta, Georgia, in some hick town. Nobody lived in that area really, so I wasn’t worried that we would get any eyes on us. That was where we were going to take the two trucks me and City were going to drive with the cars in the back, and our people would be waiting there to take the cars apart. From there, I had three different locations—one in Alabama, one in Dallas, and one in Miami—that we would drive the parts to in order to drop them off with buyers of mine that I already had lined up.

  In all, I was pretty sure we would clear at least two million if not more. After I gave the connect his ten percent and paid the niggas we had helping us take the cars and pull them apart, plus all the costs associated with this lick, I was pretty sure I’d walk away with close to half a mill.

  “Cool, cool. Sounds like we good to go. So, we just gotta wait for the day, and then game time,” I said as I rubbed my hands together.

  “Yup,” Lucas said. He rubbed his hands through his hair. “City still in on this, right?”

  “Yeah, he’s in,” I said. “We good to go.”

  Lucas nodded, but he looked distracted.

  “Everything good with you, bruh?” I asked with my eyebrow raised.

  “Yeah, yeah,” he said and raked his fingers through his curly hair. “Just got some news, so I got a lot on my mind.”