Juicy: The Complete Series

by Nicety

  Deep down inside I was overly excited to see her since I was just thinking about her. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to drop my sheets and allow her hands to search my body as they had done many times before. But, I knew that wouldn’t happen, not with Andrew pulling me so damn close to his body.

  I choked it up to his police training, but he was holding me so close that it was almost impossible to move. She stared down at our guilty faces, already knowing what we had done. I felt as if all the blood had rushed from my face, leaving me so pale that I was embarrassed to look up into her eyes.

  “I could be asking you the same thing, but looking at you scrimmage for clothing, it’s all too obvious,” Lexi said as she approached the bed.

  “Just get the fuck outta here, alright. You are not even supposed to be here. Leave my got damn keys on the kitchen counter and get the fuck outta here,” I snapped, noticing my words were falling on deaf ears.

  “I think you need to do what she says, Lexi. Alright? We don’t want any trouble and if you leave now there won’t be.” Andrew said, butting in.

  “Why are you even talking? This shit has nothing to do with you. And…don’t I know you from somewhere?” Lexi’s eyes squinted as her head tilted slightly.

  “No. I don’t believe so.” Andrew stood, bending his exposed ass cheeks in Lexi’s direction before sliding on his plaid boxers.

  “Hmm. Naw, I do. I just can’t put my finger on it. But it’ll come to me,” she chuckled, deviously.

  “Again, I ask, why the fuck are you here?” I shoved her shoulders hard as I slipped on Andrew’s polo shirt, allowing the oversized shirt to flop on against my body.

  “You know what you did, Superior. I’m not about to play these bitch ass games with you.” Her hand reached up like she was about to slap me, but retreated at the last second when her eyes locked onto Andrew’s. “Fuck this shit. You got your raggedy ass boyfr—“

  She walked out of the room before pausing midstride in the hallway. Her silence was so eerie that it sent chills up and down my spine. I had never seen her so at a lost for words. She turned, faced me, and stared firmly into my eyes. I could hear Andrew stepping forward to get a listen in, awaiting the words after Lexi’s gasp. She covered her mouth before looking up at him with a look of confusion written across her face.

  “You set me up. You hate me that much that you and this prick set me the fuck up,” Lexi snarled, charging and pointing towards him as I held her back, trying to push her forward into the living room.

  “Stop it. You’re acting crazy, Alexis. Nobody set you up, okay? I don’t even know what the fuck you’re talking about.” I shoved her against the wall next to the front door, sending the hint that she needed to leave.

  “Alexis? Alexis Burden?” Andrew walked into the room, slowly. “Sister of the dead Burden girls, correct?”

  I gradually closed my eyes and opened them just in time to see Lexi drop and shake her head. After saying her entire government, the look on her face told me she knew exactly who he was. She raised her eyes back up to me with a sly smirk perched upon her face. I couldn’t say anything; much less breathe as he moved in closer to the both of us.

  “Officer…”

  “Officer Jacobs. Yes, I’m the one who busted your sister Pandora. I’m sorry for your losses,” he said in a monochromatic tone. “We are still looking for Pandora’s killer. Did you know they had been looking for the next of kin to bury them? Did you know they were dead?”

  “Why do your questions sound more like accusations?” Lexi asked, crossing her arms once more.

  “No reason. Why? Do you feel guilty about something?” Andrew sucked his teeth before joining her in a defensive pose.

  “How dare you stand there and accuse me of killing my sisters? They were the only ones I had. They were all I had in this world, and I loved them more than life itself.” Lexi looked as if tears were building up in the crevices of her eyes.

  “Alright enough. Lexi, leave my motherfucking keys and get out. Andrew, just go back in the room, and we’ll talk later. I will handle this,” I demanded, scolding them each like school children.

  “Yeah, gon’ back in the room like a good little bitch,” Lexi taunted, shooting him a look of pure disgust.

  “Lexi, stop it. Just go, please.”

  “No, I’m not going anywhere. Not until you tell me why you’re trying to frame me by killing that damn girl. I thought she was your friend,” Lexi sneered, furiously.

  “What? Who got killed? Oh, my God, Lexi, what did you do?” I punched her in the chest.

  “I didn’t do shit. You killed her, didn’t you?” She took out a small, folded piece of paper from her pocket, and waved it in my face.

  “No, no. I didn’t kill no—“ I paused, and gasped abruptly after reading the crafted message, immediately knowing whom she was talking about. “Oh, my fucking God! What the hell happened to Mindy?”

  Lexi stood there with a blank stare. She didn’t move and the way her shoulders tensed up when I asked the question, made it look like she wasn’t breathing either. I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. I hadn’t killed anyone and even if I had the balls to kill; I wouldn’t have killed the one woman who looked out for me all these years.

  Yeah, I was jealous that Lexi was probably lying up with her every single night giving her that good stuff that I used to get, but it was not deep enough for murder.

  “You didn’t?” she questioned, solemnly.

  I couldn’t speak, only shaking my head in response.

  “Oh shit, I gotta go.” Her hand quickly reached for the door as I pulled on the other one, silently begging for her to stay. “Naw. You stay here with your new man and your new life. It’s what you’ve always dreamed of. Remember?”

  “It’s not and you know it’s not.” A single tear formed and fell down my right cheek.

  “I’m no good to you right now. I’ve gotta find out who did this before the feds come looking for me. If they find me, I know I’m going down.” She licked her lips, moistening them reminding me of how sexy they were.

  “Wait. What can I do? You know, to help?” I bit my bottom lip nervously, still hanging on to her arm.

  Unconsciously, I didn’t want to let go. I didn’t want her to walk out the door, and I never see her again. If someone would kill Mindy, then they would undoubtedly kill her if the situation called for that. But, right now they were only trying to hurt her, and at the very most get her locked up for one reason, or another.

  I didn’t need Lexi. In fact, she was too toxic to my life with her cheating ways and heart breaking issues. But, I wanted her so badly that I could taste every salty bit of her in my mouth. It was a taste I longed for, yearned for every minute. I’ve never felt a love deeper than what I felt for her.

  “Keep that nigga up off me while I figure this shit out.” She looked back towards the room before kissing me quickly on my lips. It was so sweet and so sensual.

  “I got you,” I told her.

  She headed out the door without so much as a salutation. I wanted to put my clothes on and follow her just in case she needed help, but I knew I would fair much better keeping my distance. A part of me wondered what the hell was going on while another part of me mentally mourned Mindy’s death.

  I couldn’t imagine who would want to hurt either of them in that way, let alone who had the balls to commit murder. Soon after, my thoughts quickly shifted to Jesse. He had all the motive in the world to kill Mindy, from the rumors going around the club that he was tired of her walking around the joint acting like she owned the place.

  “Hey baby. I’ve gotta go do that thing. But you stay here and figure out where you want to go for dinner tonight. I’ll be home tonight.” Andrew kissed my cheek as he waltzed out of the room into the hallway, meeting me as he lifted his shirt from my body.

  “Huh? I thought we were sleeping in today.”

  “Yeah, but I’ve gotta go investigate a murder in my jurisdiction. I’ve gotta go.�
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  “Andrew, why do you keep working if you’re rich now? Detectives don’t make that much money anyway,” I said as I rubbed my hands across his six-pack tenderly.

  “I told you, baby. I love my job. Besides, I’ve only got $300,000 dollars left, and I really want to use that to invest in some sort of lucrative business. You remember me telling you all this. I need to create a future for us baby.”

  My heart stopped when I heard the amount of money he had stored away somewhere. “Oh, wow. Thanks for finally telling me.”

  “I want you to know that what we have is real to me.” He leaned down to give my forehead a sweet peck, clenching my cheeks in the process. “I’ll be back soon. Call me if you need me.”

  “Okay, I will.” I sighed, not wanting him to leave since that would force me to break my promise to Lexi. “Be safe.”

  The only thing I could think to do was to get dressed and go find Lexi. If he went to the crime scene at Mindy’s place then he would no doubt find her belongings there and with a snoop, he could easily pin the murder on her. I needed to find her to warn her that soon the cops would be on her ass like white on rice.

  As I slipped my jeans on, the number Andrew spat at me replayed like a broken record inside of my head. With that kind of money, I could retire in Maui and never be seen or heard from again. It was so tantalizing that I damn near salivated all over the hoodie I was sliding onto my torso.

  I hadn’t heard or seen that much money ever in my life. He was proving to be a smart man; he knew exactly what he needed to say to put the icing on the cake and keep me wrapped up under him.

  Nine

  Two Hours later

  Lexi

  I walked down Archer Avenue only visualizing that tree stump looking nigga’s hands all over my girl. I was slowly but surely trying to get myself together for her, but obviously I wasn’t going fast enough. I knew that asshole looked familiar. He was the bitch ass cop that arrested Pandora that day in front of Kojack's house.

  If it weren't for Diamond's long range connects, his ugly ass would've busted our asses, too. Superior had no way in knowing that I had a past with him, since I never wanted to talk to her about what happened in my past. I couldn’t fault her for lying down with his ass even though I so badly wanted to.

  When I turned the corner on 52nd street, it was as quiet as a mouse. Early mornings were like that since everybody went to work at around the same time every day. The front door of the house appeared to be different as I made my way up the steps to ring the doorbell.

  She had gotten a new security screen door since I’d last been here. What she needed security from, I would never know, but I found the change rather peculiar. She kept a .45 Smith and Wesson in her house at all times. I didn’t know where it was, but I remembered her telling me that her dad had given it to her a while back for her safekeeping.

  “Why are you here?” Honey swung open the wooden door, leering at me through the screen one.

  “Damn that seems to be the question of the day. Look, I need to talk to you man. Straight up.”

  “So…talk.” Honey placed her hands on her hips and puckered her lips, sending the message that she wasn’t for any of my shit.

  “It’s cool. Look, I know you’re mad at me, but I need to know what the fuck you’re trying to do to me. I know that it can’t be no one but you.”

  “The fuck are you talking about, Lexi. I haven’t fucked with you since last night. You want me out of your life then you got it. But don’t show up on my motherfucking doorstep again,” she said, her eyes were riddled with fury.

  “That’s fine, but the blood is on your hands, and when they come looking for me, I’m pointing them dead at your ass. Know that. So, you either run or face this shit like a real woman would.” Before I knew it, I was growling and punching her newly installed screen door.

  “Girl, get the fuck off my doorstep! You ain’t doing nothing but running your damn mouth.”

  “You killed her and you know you did, Honey. I’m not going down for some shit you did just because you’re mad that I ain’t with your ass no more,” I snapped loudly, not giving a fuck who heard, as I unraveled the note and pressed it against her window.

  “Okay, and what the fuck does that have to do with me?”

  “You wrote it, Honey. Quit acting stupid.”

  “I’m not acting stupid, Lexi. Wait, you think I wrote that? You think I killed somebody for you?” She smacked her lips. “Bitch, please, you ain’t even worth all that.”

  “Oh, but I was worth it when you was begging me to come back to your ass, though.” I side eyed her lying ass.

  I was getting even more riled up than I already was. It pissed me off that both of them denied knowing anything about this shit, but it had to be one of them. Why would someone come in to kill her and leave me on the couch still breathing? Furthermore, they left a note for someone to find.

  It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that someone was definitely setting me up. They were fucking framing me for some shit I couldn’t have possibly done. One of them had to have done the shit. And, Honey had the most motive since Superior knew she was the one who had my heart.

  “Honey, I’m sorry. I came at you all bogus, and I was wrong. Please, let’s talk in private,” I lowered my tone, calming myself down.

  “Why? We can talk in private right here. No one is listening to us,” Honey replied, stubbornly.

  “Please, just tell me what I have to do to come in and talk to you, Honey. I’m not on no bullshit. I just want to sit down and figure this thing out. If it wasn’t you then at least you could help me.” I humbled myself all the way, interlocking my fingers.

  “Lexi, I—“

  “Please. No bullshit, for real,” I said, cutting her off.

  I stood there waiting in silence for her response as I stuck the note back down in my jeans pocket. Her pretty, brown eyes stared back at me like she was tired of giving in to me. I didn’t blame her. I was like snake venom sometimes, and I knew it. I didn’t know why I was drawn to so badly, and it was like hell getting the shit to fly straight.

  It was in my nature, having done it for so long, but at least I could fess up to my issues and try to find ways to fix them. The only thing was I barely cared about Honey’s feelings at this point, since I was too preoccupied with my own. Someone was trying to destroy my life, and I had no problem taking her out if it was she. She would tell me one-way or the other.

  “Okay, but you can only stay for a minute. After that, you’ve gotta go. I don’t want you bringing no more bullshit to my house,” she said with sincerity as she unlocked the door, and pushed it open for me.

  I didn’t hesitate to wrap my arms around her body and grab her by her hair where I then pushed her into the nearby wall. I pressed my lips to hers as she fought, punching me in my face and scratching at my shirt. None of it fazed me. I was too focused on the task to be injured by any blow she threw at me. My hands gripped her ass firmly, before I reached my hand down in her pink silk pajama pants for her sweet, clean shaved split.

  “Stop, Lexi. Get off of me.” Her pushes became weak, and her words slurred as I fiddled her pearl like an instrument waiting to be played.

  She fell weakly into my arms as tears burst from her eyes. I knew I was wrong, but I didn’t care. My pussy was tingling from the moans she whispered in my ear. Her fingernails dug into my back before ripping my shirt off and grabbing a handful of my tits.

  Honey licked my neck, sending me into a frenzy of lust and ecstasy. She knew that was my spot. I shut and locked the door behind us while kissing her to keep her focused on the throbbing in between her legs.

  We walked lips to lips, back towards her bedroom. Once I pushed her down on the bed and pulled her flimsy pants off, I knew I had her. She stripped her camisole off and began feverishly rubbing her tiny nipples. Her body was warm when I climbed on top of her, rubbing my body with hers.

  I had purposely left my jeans and shoes on because this
wasn’t about me. It was about her. She was the one who needed to release some pressure from her brain so she could tell me the truth. And, I knew just how to give it to her.

  I planted my head in between her legs without a moment’s delay. My fingers spread her lips as far as they would go as she grabbed her legs, and wrapped her arms under them for support. She needed something to hold onto for the rollercoaster I was about to send her on.

  I knew she thought she was about to get the red carpet package. But, I was in no mood to romance her. She needed to be punished, and I needed the truth. I breathed on her exposed pussy, spreading her lips so wide that her pearl stuck out from underneath its hood.

  “Tell me what I want to hear,” I said as I sucked her clit once, nice and hard.

  “Huh?” she questioned. She was confused, just like I needed her.

  “Say it.”

  “Suck my pussy.”

  “No, bitch,” I slapped her inner thigh, crudely. “Tell me that you’re the one that killed Mindy.”

  “What?”

  I sucked her clit sending her into a heavy, panting frenzy as I motioned my tongue around it at the same time. I abruptly pulled back, blowing on it gently before returning to suck for another five seconds. She moaned, squealing like a mouse. I jumped off, looking up at her disheveled expression knowing that she was heated from the mini teases I was doing to her pussy.

  “Say it,” I commanded

  “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, baby. Honest,” she breathed, trying to force my head back down to her clit with her hands.

  I rubbed two fingers across her clit rapidly as I blew a cool wind onto it, making it harder than ever. “Say it. Tell me the fucking truth.”

  “I can’t baby. I can’t. I didn’t do it,” she continued to squeal.

  I was fed up. I stuck my fingers inside of her slit and peeled her clitoris hood all the way back. My lips spread open onto that motherfucker, sucking the shit out of it constantly as my tongue poked it. Her mouth was agape, and her toes curled like they were having a spasm.