“What the fuck?!” he yelled stepping closer to the bed. Both of them jumped up and it took them a moment to realize what was going on.
“OH MY GOD!!!” Yvonna jumped out of the bed like it was hot and snatched the covers to hide her body.
“Hold up,” Kelsi paused looking at Bricks, “why are you over there and she’s right here?”
“You tell me?!” Bricks said walking into the room with his fist balled up.
Kelsi grabbed a pillow and covered his dick with one hand. Then he got out of the bed and stuck his arm out to prevent Bricks from doing something stupid. “Man, I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but it’s not what you think.” Then he turned his attention to Yvonna. “Fuck you doing in here?”
“No, nigga what the fuck are you doing in here?” she pointed.
“I can’t believe this shit.” Bricks shook his head before looking at both of them again. “You fucked my best friend.”
“Bricks’, I ain’t know this bitch was in the room last night.” Kelsi pleaded. “I came in here to get some sleep and the next thing I know I was getting fucked.”
“And I thought it was you, baby.” Yvonna added. “I mean, I was drunk and busted and I wasn’t thinking straight. You know we had a terrible night and I needed to be with you.” She said with pleading eyes. “So I came into your room to make love to you. Not your best friend.”
“Man, this was a mistake that would never happen again. You know I can’t stand this bitch!” Kelsi yelled. “The sex wasn’t even all that.”
“Picture that!” Yvonna said. “Nigga, you was moaning like a baby when I threw this shit on you.”
“A baby don’t moan, bitch.”
“Fuck you!”
“If you ain’t think it was her who the fuck did you think it was?” Bricks asked interrupting their feud. The look in his eyes told him what he thought. “You thought you was fucking my cousin Tina?”
“Man, I really did. I care about them peoples and I thought it was her. I was avoiding her all night and couldn’t avoid her anymore.”
“Just so you know, Greek came through last night and took her up outta here.”
Kelsi seemed disappointed. “Man, this is all fucked up. This why niggas don’t like to come to Vegas!”
Not trying to kill them both, Bricks left the room. Sure, he could’ve dropped both of them but the truth was, he believed them. There would be no way on earth, if they were both in their right minds, that they would willingly fuck each other.
“I’m sorry, man!” Kelsi called out.
“Bricks, please don’t leave!”
He was gone. Besides, he didn’t feel like hearing the story again. The thought of Yvonna fucking anybody but him made his ears and heart hurt. After walking a while, for some reason, he found himself at Quita’s door. He knocked several times.
“Who the fuck is it?” She yelled opening the door.
“You always open the door before you know who’s on the other side?”
She pulled her robe shut and said, “Sometimes.”
He shook his head and said, “Where the kids?”
“They sleep.”
“Look, I’m sorry about that gun shit. And going off on you. We cool?”
“Uh…yeah. I guess.” She shrugged.
She looked guilty but he ignored it before grabbing her closely and kissing her passionately. It was clearly a revenge kiss and Quita loved every minute of it. He didn’t want to do anything but fuck and figured a kiss would do the trick. But when their lips separated he could taste sex on her mouth. “Fuck you been doing?” He said spitting on the carpet in the hotel hallway. “Eating your own pussy?”
Just then Melvin comes from the back of her room and Quita drops her head. “The day I finally get your attention, you’re too late.” She sighed. “Sorry, Bricks, but I fucked your brother already.”
“What up, lil bro? Everything cool?”
Bricks looked at her and then at him and said, “Yeah, man. Just checking on the kids.”
Melvin walked up behind her, grabbed her ass and said, “Everything fine in here. The kids good, too.”
With nothing else to say, Bricks walked away.
Sin City
Yvonna
When Yvonna walked into her suite her head was banging and her heart was breaking. How could she fuck a man she couldn’t stand? The worst part about it was, the man was the one she loves best friend. To make matters worse, just hours earlier she had judged Gabriella and Terrell for sleeping together. Now she was learning that she wasn’t any better. She was so distraught that she abandoned the hoodie in the hallway thing. All she wanted was some sleep. What the fuck is it about Vegas that makes niggas go crazy? She thought out loud.
The moment she walked into her suite she felt something was off. The hair on the back of her neck rose and she grew nervous. What was it? Her curiosity was immediately cured when she saw Ming lying on the floor with two niggas. The tattoo on Ming’s back of a black leather whip was the first thing she saw. It started at the tip of her left ear and in a snake like motion extended to the crack of her ass. She shook her head in disgust when she saw the two men in her company. They were lying on their side and Ming was in the middle of them like an ice cream sandwich. Her hair was in a wild bun on top of her head and bottles of liquor were on the floor.
“Why can’t people fuck in their own room?” She thought, before remembering she herself had just gotten busy with Kelsi in Bricks’ room.
“Ming, get up!” Ming stirred a little before opening her eyes. “Wake up, bitch, and get these niggas out of here!”
When Ming’s eyes opened she looked at the man in front of her and the man in back of her and smiled. “Wake up, fellas. It wasn’t a dream. Ming has made all of your fantasies come true.”
When they didn’t move fast enough Yvonna yelled, “Get out, mothafuckas! You in my suite and it’s time to go!”
“Damn, bitch. Calm down.” The one with the dreads said. The way he looked at her scared her instantly. There was something in the back of his stare.
“Nigga! You got me fucked up if you think you can talk to Ming’s friend like that! Get the fuck out.” She yelled hitting him with her shoe. Looking at the other dude she said, “You, too!”
The men rose up angrily, and put their clothes on while spitting obscenities in their direction. Although Yvonna didn’t say anything, she had plans to kill one if not both of them before the weekend ended if they didn’t leave within two minutes. Luckily they got dressed and slammed the door on their way out before time was up.
When Ming threw on a robe, Yvonna sat down on the sofa. Ming joined her. “What’s going on? You seem upset.”
“Ming, how come you fucking in the living room? Why you ain’t go to your room?”
“Well there are two reasons. For one, you got the liquor out here. Two, Ming brought one of them for you.” She shoved her. “They said they saw you and wanted to meet. Ming knew you were sad, and Ming wanted to cheer you up.”
“Sad? What you talking about?”
“Ming, saw in your eyes something was wrong. Especially after you made me promise to take care of Delilah before going into the room with Kelsi.”
Yvonna’s head spun so quickly in her friend’s direction it almost snapped. “Went into the room with Kelsi? You saw me?”
“Yeah.”
Her eyebrows pulled together and she was livid. “Bitch, why didn’t you stop me? I thought it was Bricks.”
Ming burst into laughter. “Bricks? They aren’t even the same build.” Ming laughed slapping her knee. “Yvonna, please stop playing with Ming.”
“I was that fucking drunk, girl! And then Bricks had the nerve to walk in on us this morning. Now he don’t wanna have nothing to do with me. Ever.”
“So Kelsi didn’t throw you out?”
“No, we fucked.”
Ming was stunned. “You fucked, Kelsi? The man you can’t stand?”
“Yes.”
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nbsp; “Well…how was it?”
Yvonna tried to hide the delight brewing on her face but she couldn’t help it. “He was great. I never in my life had sex as raw and as nasty as that. I just wish it were Bricks.” She shook her head remembering the ass sex.
“Will you fuck him again?”
“Ming, stop tripping. I can’t stand the mothafucka so I definitely won’t be fucking him again.” She sighed. “Right now I gotta take care of something else. Then I gotta get dressed and beg Bricks back, if he’ll have me.” She paused. “But I gotta tell you something.”
“What?”
“Your uncle,” she paused, “your uncle asked me to marry him. I told him I don’t want to but he’s not taking no for an answer.”
Ming looked at her friend with saddened eyes. “Yvonna, you don’t have a choice. Yao gets what Yao wants and if he doesn’t there could be problems for you.”
“But I don’t understand. I mean…why all of a sudden is he looking at me like this?”
“Ming knew it was going to happen. Ming just hoped it didn’t.”
“If you knew why didn’t you tell me?”
“Uncle Yao has done this before, to another friend of mine.” Yvonna was horrified. “And when she said no, he had her entire family murdered.”
“Ming, you should have stopped me! I would’ve never gotten mixed up with him had I known all that.”
“Ming did tell you not to deal with him. In fact Ming begged you but you said you had it under control. Ming couldn’t give you the details because Ming needed to know you trusted Ming more than him. This is serious, Yvonna. Very serious.”
“What can I do?”
“Like Ming said, you have to marry him.”
Before she could say anything else, Gabriella and Terrell walked through the door. “Did you hear? The FBI is swarming the hotel. They can’t find Urban Greggs!”
Sin City
Swoopes
Swoopes, Crystal and Bilal Jr. had just made it to Vegas. And to ease Bilal’s mind, they gave him a few Vicodin to relax. As far as Swoopes was concerned, it was either that or kill his ass before he could help them lure Yvonna. In Swoopes’ mind he was soft and nothing like his father, and that pissed him off. Every five minutes Bilal Jr. was saying how he was scared and wanted to go back home. He even resorted to saying he’d rather have AJ kill him than to participate in the crime. But now, here he was, relaxed and ready for whatever.
They checked back into the same motel room they had when they were first in Vegas, and Crystal went out to get them something to eat. Digging under the bed, Swoopes told Bilal to have a seat. With a dope bag in his hand he made a little concoction.
Swoopes turned the TV on only to see the commercial for the upcoming Lifetime movie about Yvonna Harris. “What the fuck?!” He laughed looking at the TV. “Shit just keeps getting weirder and weirder with this bitch.”
When the heroin was ready he said, “Hold your arm out.”
“Why?” Bilal was already high.
“Just do it.”
The moment he did Swoopes tied his arm off and inserted a needle. To Swoopes’ surprise Bilal didn’t fight much. After injecting him he did himself and when he was done they allowed the euphoric feeling to take over as they lie face up on the bed. When he was coming down a little he stared at Bilal who was smiling from ear to ear.
“How you feel now, nigga?” Swoopes asked.
“Good,” Bilal smiled, “Real good.”
“You ready to put some work in now?”
“It’s whatever.”
Sin City
Ming
With a little time on her hand, and since Yvonna went about her business for the afternoon, Ming had chosen the opportunity to be a snoop. She had stolen Gabriella’s key card and entered into her room because she wanted to know who she really was.
Going through Gabriella’s drawers, under the bed and in the bathroom, she was relentless in her search. But it wasn’t until she went through the pocket of her jacket that was hanging in the closet that she found some useful info. On a sheet of paper was several numbers. Including Pastor Robinson’s and Penny’s. There was also a third number with no name. “Pastor Robinson? And Penny?” She said looking at the piece of paper in her hand. “What do you have to do with all of this?”
From the many conversations she had with Yvonna, she knew Pastor Robinson preached at the church where Gabriella was first discovered but what about Penny?
Ming was just about to leave out when Gabriella entered the room. Trying to hide, she slid into the closet and prayed she wouldn’t open the door. Gabriella not knowing anyone was in the room walked inside talking on the phone.
“Sorry it took me so long to call you, I misplaced my room key. But I swear I’m doing all I can. It’s just hard to get her alone, she’s surrounded by people all the time.” Silence. “Please, please don’t do that. I won’t tell anybody anything. I promise.” More Silence. “Yes.” She paused, sobbing. “I understand. It’s either her or me, and it won’t be me.”
Sin City
Yvonna
Meandering pathways and impressive colorful planting themes surrounded the outside ellipse shaped pool. The mid-afternoon sky provided an ambiance so relaxing one would mistakenly assume they were in heaven. The only thing is, in heaven the devil doesn’t roam.
Rodart Holmes was getting his daily swim on in peace and quiet. He liked these times best; when people traded serenity for the ding, ding of the casino instead of the tranquility of the pool. He was alone and on his last lap when out of nowhere, a shapely woman wearing a red bathing suit eased into the water. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the curves of her hips or the roundness of her breasts, although he should have. Diving into the ice blue water, she swam in his direction and her long blond hair moved with her. She was a natural. Even the intricate carving of several names embedded on her right shoulder was appealing. Her strokes were long and precise and she looked as if she were dancing.
The woman was approaching him and Rodart was preparing to go around her, to get out of her way, until the woman slivered up to him. Her head gently touched his stomach before she wrapped her arms around his waist.
“What are you doing?” He looked down at her hoping she didn’t make a mistake.
The woman didn’t respond, she just moved his trunks in a position where his stiff dick would show. She stroked it a few times with her hand before placing it in her mouth. Her warm tongue ran up and down the sides and the feeling overcame him. It didn’t help that he had two glasses of Hennessey Black before swimming.
“This kind of shit never happens to me,” he said enjoying the moment.
Not wanting anyone to ruin his fun, he looked around in the hopes that no one was watching. But when the pleasure got too much to conceal, he leaned his head backwards and focused on busting a nut. It amazed him that the sexy water creature still hadn’t come up for air and he wondered what he had done to deserve such a pleasant favor. He would soon find out.
Easing out of the water, she plopped on the edge of the pool. Disguising her voice she seductively said, “My turn.”
In Rodart’s mind, the woman looked somewhat familiar. But the long blond weave and black swim cap on top of her head threw him for a loop. Not to mention the shaded goggles shielded her eyes. “Who are you?”
“You can call me Miss Sin City, baby. Now are we gonna have fun or what?”
She opened her legs wide, moved her bathing suit to the side to reveal the pink flesh of her pussy. Taking the back of his head she forced his eager lips to her wet mound. He sloppily licked up the last few droplets of the pool’s water along with the silky oil, which the anticipation of his murder created. Then she wrapped her legs around his neck and tightened gently. Rodart didn’t mind her forcefulness thinking the moment he made her cum, he’d be knee deep into some pussy.
She was on the verge of cumming when a white male pool employee walked out and saw them. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he said slyly,
stealing a few more looks. He’d seen this type of thing far too often. “I’ll leave you two alone. But you better hurry. A new shift starts in a moment.”
Yvonna waved feeling confident that no one would recognize her. How could they, she was in disguise. When he was gone she went back to her focus, Mr. BMW. Loving to get her rocks off, she allowed him to bring her to a point of ecstasy without his knowledge. And after she had cum all over his face, she removed the razor tucked from the bra lining of her bathing suit, and sliced him once on his neck. Then she sliced him twice! And then three more times! He held on to his neck and stumbled backwards with wild eyes. At first he didn’t know what hit him. When she saw the pool’s water turn a slight red she looked down at him and smiled.
“When I hit your car back then, I told you not to fuck with me” Then she got up in his face. “And like I told you when you slapped me, you signed your own death certificate. Good bye, nigga.”
Sin City
Yvonna
Vegas and the rest of the world were trying to find out where was Urban Greggs. Yvonna was a nervous wreck and felt the only thing that could put her mind at ease was her daughter Delilah. So she scooped her up from Quita’s so they could have a little ‘Girl’ time. But picking her up proved to be an event when Quita made more attempts to get Yvonna alone for drinks. It wasn’t until she saw Onik’s glare that she dropped the issue.
Onik watched over Yvonna and Delilah as they sat in a restaurant within the hotel. She tried to block out the many people whispering around her about Urban and because of it, Delilah didn’t have her undivided attention.
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