I wondered where she learned this shit, cause I knew she had never done it. She sped up her pace, and I lightly grabbed her long hair. Soon enough, I busted all down her throat. I immediately hopped up, and put her on her back. I placed her legs over my shoulders, and entered her slowly.
"Ooohhh," we both moaned in unison. I pumped nice and slow in a circular motion, as we kissed hard.
"I'm about to cum already Nat, damn," I said.
"I'm cumming baby!" she moaned, and released over my shaft.
Her pussy was now wetter, and I couldn't take it any longer. I eased in her fast, and pulled out slowly. Finally, my stomach muscles tightened, and I released into her. I dropped down closer to her, and we tongued each other down. Natalia could get me to do anything she wanted with this pussy. Damn.
***
I got home around 1 a.m., because Natalia's sister text and said she was on her way. She acted like her sister was her mom almost; maybe she was just over protective. That was another reason I wanted her move in. I needed to be able to be with her for as long as I wanted. Maybe I will buy her a nice apartment, I thought as I hit the alarm on my car.
"Julius!"
I turned around to see Bianca, and blew out hot air. She wore tights, and a t-shirt, and her hair was down. Her red weave looked slightly disheveled, but she was still pretty nonetheless.
"What's up?" I replied, folding my arms and checking behind her.
"I wanted to talk," she replied.
"About what?" I asked.
"Us."
"There ain't no us, Bianca. Hasn't been for almost three months now when you decided to jump Natalia, and get crazy out your mouth with me," I scoffed.
"I know, that was dumb to jump her. I was just in my feelings," she replied.
"Whatever. Goodnight Bianca," I said, turning around to walk to my door.
"Is it true you're with Natalia now?" she asked, following me.
"Why? What does it matter?" I frowned, walking into my crib. Unfortunately, she followed.
"Because you promised me nothing serious was going on between you two," she said, folding her arms.
I shook my head, and shut my front door. She sat on my couch, and I went to my fridge to retrieve the Jack Daniels my older brother copped for me. I grabbed a glass, added some ice, and headed back to my living room.
"So is it true?" she said.
"Yep," I replied, pouring some liquor into my glass. I sat the bottle on the glass coffee table, and then took a sip from my glass.
Bianca shook her head, then stood up off the couch. She walked over to me, and dropped to her knees. She slid her small hands up my jeans, and unzipped them.
"Does she suck your dick like this?" she asked as she started to suck on the head like a vacuum.
"Damn," I moaned, and sipped my drink again.
Bianca bobbed up and down, taking all 11 inches into her mouth. I felt her tonsils, and that shit turned me on.
"Mmmm," she moaned as if it tasted good.
I grabbed the back of her head, and slowly humped upward in her face. She took every stroke like a pro. I felt my nut rising, and I let loose in her mouth. She swallowed every drop, and stood up to remove her shirt. I grabbed her roughly, and bent her over the couch arm. I tugged her tights down to her knees, and then pulled a condom out my wallet. I grabbed a fistful of her hair, and then plowed into her hard and fast. The smacking of our skin and her loud moans could be heard miles away. I sped up, cause I wanted to get my nut and send her home.
"Fuck Julius! Aahhhh, I'm cumming," she moaned, and scrunched up her face. "I love you so much," she added.
She came and collapsed on the couch arm. I smacked her ass hard, and then pulled out. I removed the condom, and nutted on her ass cheeks. I hopped up, and went to get her a warm, soapy paper towel so she could clean herself. Usually I would clean her off, but she wasn't my bitch no more.
"Here," I said, and she paused.
"Damn, I gotta do it myself now?" she frowned.
I didn't answer, and picked up my iPhone to look at it. I lit a blunt, then plopped down on the couch to check the notifications. I had a couple texts from my boy Menzo, my brother Rashad, Daphne's annoying ass, and my baby Natalia.
Baby Girl Nat: Goodnight babe. I love you.
Me: Goodnight baby, I love you too.
Baby Girl Nat: Don't forget the movies tomorrow.
Me: I won't.
"Damn, she got you smiling like that?" Bianca spat. I didn't even realize I was cheesing hard until she said something.
"Man, go home," I turned my lip up, and then took a pull on my blunt.
"You love her, Julius?" Bianca asked with a shaken voice. I looked away from my phone to her, and saw a tear running down her light cheeks.
"That's what the fuck you get for being nosey. Saw some shit you didn't wanna see," I spat. I stood up, and opened the front door for her. "You gotta go, I'm about to shower," I said.
She scoffed, and shook her head. She stood up and walked past me out the door. She turned around to face me, and her cheeks were drenched in tears.
"I was with you for two years, and you've never told me you loved me," she stated.
"We wasn't meant, ma. Have a goodnight," I shrugged.
She stared at me for a bit, then headed to her car. I slammed the door, and then headed to shower.
Chapter 21: Natalia
1 Month Later
Red or Pink? I asked myself. I started to paint my nails, and I heard the front door slam. I listened as the fridge doors were opened, and then closed. I bobbed my head to the Amina Buddafly CD I was listening to, as I finished painting my nails in red. My phone played Lady In a Glass Dress, letting me know I had a text. I smiled when I realized it was Julius.
Boyfriend: I miss you beautiful.
Me: You just saw me yesterday.
I smiled at my phone.
Boyfriend: Be at my house by 7 ma. Pack an overnight bag.
Me: Okay.
"Where did all that damn food come from?" my mother Dalia busted into my room.
"The fridge has been fully stocked like that for a month now," I replied. Julius had been taking me grocery shopping every other weekend to make sure I had food. I wasn't sure why she was just now asking.
"I know that. I'm asking you where the hell it came from," she glared at me as she leaned on my door.
"My check," I lied.
"Natalia, your check is about $100 plus bucks. The amount of food in there is about $300 worth. Where the fuck did it come from? And whose car is that in my extra parking spot in the garage? Where did that come from?!" she frowned, and folded her arms over her chest.
"J-Julius," I stuttered, as I twisted the cap back on the nail polish.
"You fucking him?" she asked, and I quickly shook my head no. "You telling me that he's filling our fridge with food, and bought you a brand new Honda Accord, just because he likes you? Get the fuck out of here, Natalia! I know the game boo, and the only reason a man buys a car is because he's getting some pussy!" she yelled, angry as hell.
"I'm not sleeping with him," I lied again.
She stormed into my room, and reached for my phone. "Brand new iPhone, Natalia?" she raised a brow, and I didn't say anything. She grabbed a box of tampons, and threw them at me. "I know you fucking now! You claimed you couldn't use these for years, and now you can?" she glared at me. "Well let me tell you this, if you come home pregnant, you better hope that nigga moves you in you little slut, because you getting the fuck out of here!" she yelled, and slapped the shit out of me.
"I won't, I'm not having sex!" I lied again.
She turned to leave, and then turned back around and punched me. I flew back on the bed, and grabbed my face. A little bit of blood started to drip from my nose as she walked out of my room. I ran to the bathroom and cleaned my nose up. I went to my room, packed a bag, slid on my shoes, and headed out. I hopped in my car, sped to Julius' house, and prayed that he was there. Once I arrived, I hopped out the
car and ran to beat on his door.
"Natalia, what happened ma?" Julius answered the door, and I rushed into him. He hugged me tight, and then pulled back a bit. "What happened to your face?" he frowned.
"My mother hit me," I cried.
"Your mother? I thought you said you didn't know your mother?" he asked confused.
"My sister isn't my sister, she is my mom," I cried.
He kissed my lips a couple times, then closed and locked his front door. He picked me up bridal style, and then took me to his room. He laid me down, and then climbed in bed next to me. He had on a white t-shirt, black basketball shorts, and socks on. His short curly hair was freshly cut, and his cologne was still prevalent. I was so in love with him.
"What happened?" he asked, and kissed my cheek.
"She saw the food, the car, and the phone. She hit me cause she found out we had sex," I replied embarrassed. I knew he had a problem with my age, and here I was getting a "spankin" for having sex.
"She just hatin," he smiled, and kissed my lips.
"Yeah," I replied and smiled. We intertwined our fingers, and stared at our hands in the air. "Even our hands look perfect together," I chuckled, and so did he.
"I'm hungry, wanna go out?" he asked.
"Do you have food here?" I asked.
"I got a little something," he replied.
I got up to look in his fridge, and took out frozen shrimp, burrito shells, spinach, cheese, tomatoes, and hot sauce. I decided to make shrimp burritos, and bake some walnut chocolate chip cookies. I boiled some blueberry hot tea, then put it in a cold pitcher in the freezer to let it get cold while I cooked. I started cooking for myself when I was 12 years old, so by now I was like a damn gourmet chef. I could make a meal out of anything, unless I had absolutely nothing.
"It smells good in here. What did you find?" he asked, and kissed the back of my neck.
"Shrimp burritos, cookies, and iced tea," I replied.
"Damn ma. You need any help?" he asked, and I shook my head no. "Aight, well I'm gon’ chill in the living room," he said.
Once I finished the food, we relaxed on his couch and stuffed our faces. I had never made shrimp burritos before, but they came out bomb as hell. The cookies were good too, and the tea came out better than I thought. After watching TV, we retired to the bedroom.
"Ooohhh, babe," I moaned as Julius sucked on my clit softly. I ran my fingers through his short, fade-like curls, as he plunged two fingers into me. "Julius. Ahhh," I whined as I came for the third time.
He laid on his back, and I straddled him. I put a hand on his chiseled abs, and slid down on his long, thick pole. I started to ride him nice and slow, just how he told me he liked.
"Damn, look at yo sexy ass," he moaned, with squinted eyes. He held onto my small waist, as I threw my head back to enjoy the feeling. "Look at me," he said. He loved for us to keep eye contact throughout sex. I brought my head back up to stare his fine ass in the eyes.
"Ooohh, I'm cumming," I said as I bit my lip.
Julius flipped me on all fours, and entered me slowly from behind. He planted kisses down my spine, as he thrusted into me slowly. He bit my shoulder, making me moan loud as hell. He leaned back up, and then sped up his pace. The sound of us moaning, and him beating up my wetness was all you heard.
"I'm cumming Ju- ahhh," I moaned as I released all over his thick shaft.
"Cum on your dick ma," he commented as my body shivered. "Yes, just like that," he said, smacking and grabbing my ass.
He flipped me on my back, and slid into me slowly. Damn he had a lot of stamina! He cupped my small breast, and sucked my nipples. He switched from one to the other as he eased in and out of me.
"I love you Julius," I moaned as I felt another orgasm rising.
He sped up his pumps, and we both released together. He dipped his tongue in my mouth, leaving his dick still inside me. I was worried because he didn't say he-
"I love you too, Nat," he said in between kisses. Nevermind!
Chapter 22: Julius
Today, I had a meeting with my boss-man Hugo. He said he wanted to talk to me about some things, and I needed to talk to him as well. I needed to let him know that by the end of the year, I was moving to South Carolina. For nine months now, I had been putting a plan in place to have my own drug ring. Working for Hugo was cool, but I wasn't the type of nigga to work for someone else my whole damn life.
I got a connect from Peru, and boy was it hard to do. I had to prove that I could move weight, and a lot of it. He gave me a nice amount of bricks at a discount, and I had to get them off as quickly as I could within the state I planned to move to - South Carolina. It wasn't hard for me to do, but when I'm working for Hugo at the same time here in Indiana, it made it difficult. What helped me some was the fact that I had my brother Rashad, and homie Tim help me out.
See, they didn't work for Hugo, but I would be sure to put them on when I moved to Charleston, South Carolina. Hugo, for some reason, only put Greg and I on. It was hard to get in with him, but these were my niggas and I knew they could do the job. They proved it to me by helping me move that weight from the Peruvian connect. The nigga was so impressed that he agreed to supply me only, in the whole state of South Carolina; yeah, he had a lot of faith in me. In my opinion, he had plenty reason to. I was a hard worker, and always made a way even when there wasn't one.
"What’s up man?" I asked as I sat down across from Hugo.
"Making money as usual," he replied, and I nodded. "So you know you been doing a great job, and bringing me a lot of money," he started.
"I sure have," I said.
"Right, well I want to promote you," he smiled.
"Look man-"
"I want you to meet with a potential new connect. I need you to go to Los Angeles next month," he said matter-of-factly.
I hated when he just expected me to drop whatever the fuck I had going on to work. I felt like his assistant, and that was another reason I was dipping.
"Hugo, I need to talk to you. I plan on moving to South Carolina in December," I told him. I wasn't gon’ tell him why, unless he asked. Ain't like I was scared of him, but I didn't want him to think I was using him.
"South Carolina? What's out there?" he asked.
"Work," I replied.
"Work?" he raised a brow until he finally understood. "Working for someone else, Julius? I thought I was good to you," he said.
"Nah, I got my own shit about pop off," I replied confidently. I may have been 20 years old, but I been in the game for six years. I felt more like I was 35.
"Your own shit? Wow. Well, meet with the connect please," he said. What?
"You still want me to assist you, even though I'm moving?" I asked.
"Yeah, I need to use all your services now, before you’re gone," he laughed.
"Aight, well shoot me the details of the flight," I said.
This nigga had something up his sleeve. Why in the hell would you still want me to meet your connect, knowing I'm gon’ have my own ring? Maybe he really trusted me, but in my head, I felt like he was on some other shit. I wasn't gon’ stress it too much though, cause if he wanted to have beef, then so be it, but I wasn’t about to stay in Indiana and work for nobody. I was taking my black ass to South Carolina to get way bigger money.
***
"So what that nigga say?" my boy Dash asked me. Dash was coming to Charleston as well. That man's trigger finger was something serious, and I needed him to come in case we had to put some niggas down–him and his brother Leese.
“He acted like everything was gravy, but I know it ain’t,” I replied, and sipped my beer.
“Ain’t like you double crossing his ass. He can’t expect you to want to work under him forever. He know you got too much ambition, and too many goals for that,” my older brother Rashad commented, and shook his head.
“Exactly. I never took Hugo as a hater, so hopefully he really is cool about it-”
“But if not, we can handle ourselves
. Ain’t nobody scared of bruh,” my homie Tim chimed in, and everyone nodded.
“Aye, anybody talked to Greg?” I asked.
“Nah, that nigga been ghost. Honestly, I think he and Bianca fucking around,” Rashad said.
“I wouldn’t be surprised, and that nigga wonder why he didn’t get that invite to South Carolina,” I said.
I could spot a snake anywhere and anytime, so I knew Greg wasn’t that trustworthy. Yeah he was cool as a friend, or at least I thought, but when it came to doing business, I didn’t fuck with him. My team consisted of my brother Rashad, Dash, Leese, Menzo, and Tim.
“What about Menzo? Where he at?” Rashad asked.
“That nigga at work,” I chuckled. This nigga worked at Walmart, and was more than happy to make that move to Charleston when I brought it up. "Anyhow, everyone's flight is booked for November 30th, at 8 a.m.," I said.
"What you gon’ do about Natalia?" Rashad asked.
"She coming too," I frowned.
"Does she know that? And ain't she gonna be in the middle of her senior year?" Tim asked.
"I'll tell her when I feel like it. I'm gon’ see if she can take her GED or something though," I replied nodding, and so did everyone else. Natalia was my girl, and wherever I went, so did she, whether she wanted to or not.
"Well I can't wait, nigga! I'm ready to get this fucking bread!" Leese smiled, and raised his beer.
"Nigga!" I smiled, and everyone laughed.
Chapter 23: Natalia
Lucy, Victoria, and I were all at Denny's having dinner. Victoria was a co-worker of mine at CVS. We were gonna have a little girls night and relax. Lucy said she had some big news to tell me, and I couldn't wait to hear it.
"So what do you have to tell us?" I smiled.
"Dannngggg, can I order something to drink first?" Lucy chuckled.
As if the waitress heard her, she walked over to take our drink orders. Once she did, we went ahead and put in our food orders as well.
"Aight, come on!" Victoria said as soon as the waiter walked off.
"Welllll, I'm moving to South Carolina!" Lucy smiled.
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