by Lucinda John
“I hate that we have to deal with that nigga,” Journi said.
“Man, next drop imma holla at that nigga Stacks, because that nigga is getting too fly at the mouth.”
“Just let me know and I’ll pop his ass,” Journi replied.
“Shit, if he keep it up, I won’t have any choice, but to put some hot lead in his ass,” I said.
“How’s Boogie’s trap?” I asked.
“They are moving weight real fast over there; we might have to double the amount of product they’re getting.”
“Is the money on point each time?”
“Nigga, don’t insult my intelligence like that, I do my thing,” he replied.
“My bad, let’s swing by that motherfucker first then.”
When we made it to the trap that Boogie was running, I pulled out double the amount of work and placed it in the crouch of my pants. I walked in the house, right into a factory of ass and titties. Boogie had trust issues so every bitch that walked in his house had to come out of their clothes. Whether they were working or visiting, nobody wore clothes in that house, except him and security.
“Damn, are you running a business or a strip club?” I laughed, dapping him up.
“Both, you see some pussy you want?” He asked.
“Nah, I’m straight,” I replied, digging in my pants and pulling out the product.
“Good looking out bruh. Whatever the shit Geek is cooking up is bomb as fuck; motherfuckers have been coming by like crazy for that shit,” he said, after he noticed I gave him double the work.
“Yeah that nigga is straight,” I said, giving Geek his props.
I wasn’t going to lie, Geek was good at what he did. If only he knew how to stay in his fucking lane then maybe shit could ride smooth behind me. He pegged me as a jealous motherfucker so I made a mental note to keep an eye out on him. When it came to the drops, I never met him at the same place twice. I always had my security team strapped and ready for anything.
After collecting my money, I walked outside to Journi arguing with his ratchet ass ex, Neeka. When I met him, he was rocking hard with Neeka, until he found out that the baby she was carrying could possibly be his cousin’s. That nigga went crazy, knocking all the teeth out of his cousin’s mouth. He had that nigga eating his meals through a straw.
“Man, Neeka, get from around here. I ain’t giving you shit until the baby is born and proven to be mine!” Journi yelled at her.
“So, you are just going to let your baby starve?” She asked.
“What kind of fucking sense does that make? How the fuck is the baby starving, if it’s eating what you eat? How the fuck you jump from asking me for money to get your hair done to the baby starving? It ain’t even a fucking baby yet!”
“You ain’t shit Journi,” she said, taking off one of her shoes and throwing it at him.
I laughed when the shoe knocked him right in the head. Before he could jump on her, I grabbed him and pulled him back. Regardless of the situation, Neeka was a female and pregnant. I wasn’t going to let my boy get set up like that.
“I don’t know what I was thinking about fucking with your ass!” He yelled.
“The same reason Jake was thinking,” she taunted, throwing the fact that she slept with his cousin in his face.
Journi turned into the fucking Hulk and broke free from me charging towards Neeka. He grabbed her by the neck and pushed her into a car. I jumped up and grabbed him, forcing him to let go of the grip he had around her neck.
“You are one foul ass hoe. Don’t hit my line until you are ready for me to take that DNA test hoe!” He yelled, before walking to the car.
I made sure Neeka was straight before hitting her off with a few dollars to keep her mouth shut before, I got back in the car and drove off.
“I don’t know why you gave that bitch some money,” he fumed.
“I had to keep that bitch mouth shut some way, you are making our shit hot!” I yelled.
“Man that hoe is foul as fuck.”
“I get that, just stay from around Boogie’s spot until this shit dies down,” I said.
Since Neeka was living with her sister, who stayed on the same block as one of my spots, I decided to make those runs alone. If I continued to bring Journi around while I ran through Boogie’s spot, their asses were liable to make that shit hot. I also made a mental note to find a new spot for Boogie. I didn’t want Neeka to get in her feelings and start running her mouth to the law.
After we finished dropping off our product and picking up the money, we headed to our main headquarters. The main spot was a place only Journi and I knew about. It was located in a five-bedroom beach house that sat right on Fort Lauderdale Beach. I paid some contractors to build an underground room in one of the bedrooms, so could we store everything in there.
In silence, we counted our money and made sure the numbers were coming up accurately. So far, all of my traps were booming and money was on point. My trap leaders were doing a good job of making sure their workers sold all their products, and that the money matched the product I gave. When Journi and I finished, we peeled the drywall back and stacked the money from today, with all the other money we already had stashed there.
“Shit moving smoothly,” I said, passing Journi a blunt.
“Yeah, those niggas are doing the damn thing,” Journi replied, firing up the blunt.
We sat there and had a full blow session before I dropped him off at home. As I was leaving Journi’s house, I called Tangi and told her I was coming through. She sounded tired, so she told me to use the spare key that was under the flowerpot whenever I made it there.
When I walked in Tangi’s house, everything was nice, neat, and in its place. Tangi had the worst case of OCD, she hated to see shit out of place. Making my way upstairs and to her room, I spotted her in the middle of the bed softly snoring. Tangi’s beautiful naked body looked so sexy against the quilted sheets. Her skin was smooth and free of marks, except for the huge butterfly tattoo she had on her ass. My little man was dying to spread those wings and make that shit fly.
Tangi was a light sleeper because the moment I sat on the bed, she began stirring out of her sleep.
“You made it,” she smiled, rubbing the sleep out of her eye.
“I told you I was coming, didn’t I?”
“I figured since it was late that you weren’t coming.”
“I always keep my word ma,” I said, rubbing her ass. “Why you laid out on the bed naked and shit?”
“I was waiting for you,” she said, turning over, giving me a clear view of her pussy. She wasn’t bald like I preferred, but the low trim would do. I rubbed on the top of her pussy before sticking my finger in it.
“Damn you are wet,” I said, spreading her pussy lips so that I could get a better view.
The sight of her sweet nectar oozing out of her fat pussy had my dick ready to get wet. She opened her legs wider and grabbed her ankles with her hands, giving me access to her honey pot. Licking my lips, I positioned my head between her legs and took a long whiff of her pussy. I was a picky ass nigga. If the pussy didn’t look or smell good, then I wasn’t going to hit it. I wasn’t pressed for pussy, so I picked and chose who got blessed with my dick.
“I didn’t take you for the type to play with your food,” she smirked.
“I don’t, just making sure it ain’t going to give me food poisoning,” I joked.
“You are tripping,” she said, closing her legs.
“I’m just fucking with you,” I said laying on top of her.
“Uhhh, get off of me, you’re heavy.”
“Shut up, and kiss me,” I said, slipping my tongue in her mouth.
Even though she just woke up, her breath still tasted like mint. Tangi’s hygiene was A-1 and in my book that was a plus. I hated a woman with a foul scent to them, it was a big turn off.
I dipped my head down and grabbed one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking them until she started palming the back of my head. Her
body started squirming underneath mine as her moans bounced off the walls of the room. Kissing down to her navel, I stuck my tongue in it causing her to squeal out in pleasure. Placing my head between her legs, I kissed and placed hickeys on her thighs.
Her woman scent seeped through my nostrils as I inched my lips towards her pussy. I made sure my tongue was real wet before licking her up and down. I was a sloppy pussy eater, so I made that shit wet and messy. Slurping on her clit as if it was a milkshake, I felt her body shake.
“Ohhhh Smoke!” She cried out.
“Shhh, let daddy eat in peace,” I smirked, before devouring her pussy.
I bit, sucked, licked, and teased her pussy with my mouth before bringing her to an orgasm that was out of this world. The way she was crying out, you would have thought this was her first time getting head. Impressed with my handy work, I reached in my pants for a condom so I could get to work.
We laid in the bed naked, rolling around in the sheets as our tongues did a dance of their own. I tore through the Magnum with my teeth and rolled it on my dick. Pulling her on top of me, I crossed my hands behind my head and allowed her to do her thing.
The sun came up and we were still fucking each other like rabbits. Tangi had a stamina that matched mine. I never met a woman that could go round for round with me, without tapping out. After I busted her pussy open and had her squirting all over the place, we wrapped up our sex session with my dick in her mouth, before drifting off to sleep.
****
Between spending time with Tangi and work, I haven’t seen Karrueche. She was done with high school and now in college full time, so I decided to pick her up something nice. My mother and I stood in Zales looking at different bracelets, I wanted to find the perfect one that would match her necklace.
“You sure are very fond of this girl,” my mother spoke.
“She’s cool.”
“You’re looking at bracelets that are enough to pay rent, lights, a car note, and leave money in your pockets. But she’s just cool? ” She smirked.
“Yeah, I mean right now Karrueche has too much going on, so she’s not ready to be in a relationship,” I shrugged.
“So you admit that you feel a type of way towards her?”
“Yes ma, Karrueche, is a pretty girl with a great head on her shoulders. Under different circumstances she would have made a great wife, but we’re just friends.”
“Friends?” My mother asked.
“Yes friends, we enjoy each other company.”
“I never saw a friend look at their friends, the way you two look at each other.”
“Karrueche is not checking for me like that,” I said, with a gleam of hope in my eyes.
Yes, I was fucking with Tangi, but an opportunity to take away Karrueche’s pain, and a chance to show her that all men are not the same, is what I really wanted.
“And you say she’s just the friend,” my mother laughed. “I saw the way your eyes lit up. You two are meant for each other, but you both are too stubborn to see it,” she said.
“Do you like this one?” I asked, pointing to the diamond bracelet with the hearts around it.
“It’s beautiful,” my mother smiled
I bought the bracelet, along with a pair of diamond earrings for my mother and Mrs. Michael. Once the sales lady wrapped up Karrueche’s bracelet, I treated my mother to lunch. I made it my business to make time to wine and dine my mother. I was the only man in her life and it was my responsibility to make sure she was straight. After dropping my mother off at home, I took a shower and headed for Karrueche’s place.
Just as I was pulling into the driveway, Tangi called me. I sent her to voicemail, but she turned around and called me again.
“Yo,” I answered.
“Hey baby, what’s up?” She beamed.
“Shit, just chilling. You?” I asked, as I watched a figure walk from the back of Karrueche’s condo.
“Nothing, at work, wishing I was with you,” she said.
“Baby, let me call you back,” I said before hanging up the phone.
I got out my car and walked towards the back of the house where I saw the figure. I pulled out my gun and held it to my side, just in case the person was strapped. When I made it to the back of the house, the figure jumped over the back fence and ran down the street.
“What are you doing back here, Smoke?” Karrueche asked, wearing only a robe.
“I just saw a nigga run back here,” I said, giving her the side eye.
She didn’t respond, she just looked at me nervously. I couldn’t deny it, she looked beautiful with her hair pinned up. The small robe she was wearing did nothing to hide her thick frame. Walking closer to her, my nose flared in anger seeing hickey’s on her neck.
“Don’t tell me that was your married ex fiancé,” I spat.
“Listen Smoke, it’s not what you think,” She said.
“So, you weren’t in here fucking that nigga?” I asked, clenching my jaw.
“No, he just came over to talk and um,” she said, looking to the ground.
“Don’t fucking lie to me CheChe. Did you fuck him?!” I asked, backing her up against the door.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Why are you letting that man fuck you without a commitment? He’s fucking married, his wife beat your ass, what more do you want?! Do you understand that after he’s done fucking you, he goes home and gets his dick sucked by his wife?” I snapped.
I didn’t mean to sound harsh, but I hated how Karrueche was selling herself short. She had wife qualities, so I didn’t understand why she wanted to be a sideline.
“You don’t understand,” she said.
“Well make me!” I yelled.
“I love him, okay!” She yelled. “Geek, is my first love and the father of my first born child. He was there for me when I didn’t have anything, so if I’m stuck on stupid it’s because my heart won’t allow me to let go!” She cried.
“Wait, what did you say his name was?”
“Geek,” She repeated herself.
“Pussy ass nigga!” I huffed.
“What?” She asked.
“Stop selling yourself short ma,” I said, handing her the gift bag.
“Why do you care so much?” She asked, pissing me off.
“Because I do, I didn’t know I needed a reason to look out for you.”
“You’re probably just like the rest of them. All you nigga’s see is a pretty face and a fat ass,” she said, making me want to break her neck.
If it weren’t for my mother beating me with a wet extension cord when I was fifteen for hitting a girl, I would have fucked her ass up.
“A pretty face and a fat ass doesn’t mean anything to me. Looks can easily fade, and when it does, I don’t want to feel shit out of luck because I’m stuck with a chick I have nothing in common with. If I show any interest in you it’s because I see something in you. I have the ability to turn you from the weak girl you are, to the strong woman you need to be,” I said, before walking away.
Karrueche, pissed me off so bad that I sat in my car and smoked a blunt before driving off. I did everything in my power to show her I was different. I patiently waited for her, only for her to turn around and fuck with the same nigga that broke her heart. The same nigga that was going back home to fuck his wife, and the fact that Geek was that nigga, pissed me off more. All respect I had for that nigga vanished, I was now waiting for him to jump stupid so I could have every reason to beat his ass.
Instead of heading home, I decided to swing by Tangi’s house. I saw that she was blowing me up, asking why I hung up on her. When I made it to her house, she was just pulling in from work. Her ass stood out in her pant suit causing me to lick my lips.
“Why you going to work looking like that?” I asked.
“What do you want Smoke?”
“You mad at me bae?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her.
“How the fuck you going to hang up in my face like that?”
/> “I had some business to handle real quick, I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you.”
“How?” She asked.
“Let me feed you dinner, then eat you for dessert,” I said.
“You are lucky I love food. Where are we going?” She asked.
“ Nowhere, I’m about to cook for you.”
“Boy you better not burn my house down,” she joked.
“I gotcha ma, go jump in the shower and get that pussy clean for me,” I replied, smacking her on the ass.
“It’s always clean daddy,” she purred, as we walked inside the house.
She stepped out of her clothes and stood in front of me in nothing but a pair of pumps. She bent over and made her ass clap before giving me a full view of her pussy. Grabbing a condom out of my pocket, I stepped out of my pants and pinned her body to the bottom of the stairs. I made sure my dick was protected before digging deep in her walls. The way her pussy hugged my dick had me biting the insides of my cheeks, drawing blood.
****
“It smells real good in here,” Tangi said, wrapping her arms around me.
“I do my thing, taste this,” I said, placing the spoon of meat sauce to her lips.
“Mm bae, that’s real good,” she replied licking her lips.
“Have a seat, the food is done.”
“Okay, daddy.”
“Damn.” I smirked, watching her ass jiggle in her silk robe.
I piled her plate with pasta, as well as my famous meatballs and meat sauce. Since I was nine, my mom had me in the kitchen cooking. Between her and Mrs. Michael, I had become a full-blown chef.
“This looks so good,” she said, rubbing her hands together.
“It tastes good too,” I replied, pouring her a glass of wine.
“You aren’t going to eat?” She asked.
“No, I’m waiting on dessert,” I smiled.
As Tangi moaned while eating her food, my thoughts traveled to Karrueche. I wanted to hate her little ass, but I couldn’t. She had a hold on my heart, but I couldn’t fuck with her. She was too much in love with that nigga. I would be setting my heart up for the kill if I got into a relationship with her confused ass. I wanted so badly to show her how it felt to be in love with a real hustla, but she wanted to be stuck on that wanksta.
