“Damn baby.” He was breathing harder. “What got into you?” He looked around to see if anyone noticed. If they did, they were not acting differently.
“I am just horny baby.” She smiled as she kissed his cheek. “I want it all the time.”
“Well that is good for me.” He laughed and looked at his watch, “Babe, we need to get home, I have work tomorrow.” He took her by the hand and headed to the door running into Danny.
“Sorry man.” Marcel said as he stepped back.
“All is good Marcel.” Danny said and moved towards the bar. “Catch you later.” Marcel nodded and his gut began to nag him again. He tried to shake the feeling. As he looked at Danny, he looked very familiar, he just could not place him. As Ebony and Marcel got on the Path train to head back to Jersey, Ebony saw they were alone in the car. She got up and began to dance on the pole.
Marcel shook his head and smiled, he knew he was in for a wild ride tonight as Ebony began to bump and grind on his lap. He guided her hips on his lap. He felt himself getting hard again and knew they did not have time for anything, their stop was coming up. He pushed her off his lap as she pouted.
“Baby, we don’t have time.” He nipped at her ear and held her hand. “Wait till Iyou’re your ass home, then you are all mine.”
They rode the bus home speaking without words as they approached the house and saw flashing red lights. Marcel and Ebony searched to see what house it was and then it clicked as the bus barely stopped and Marcel and Ebony were pushing on the doors to get out. As they ran to the house, the police stopped them and would not let them get any closer.
“Fuck that man. That is my house.” He screamed at the cop. “My family is in there.”
“Sir.” The officer tried to calm him down. “I understand that, you don’t want to go in there right now.”
“What the fuck is going on?” Marcel screamed. Ebony tried to calm Marcel down. “Let me see.”
“Sir.” The officer spoke calmly. “I can’t let you into a crime scene.” Marcel pushed the officer aside to the ground and broke into a run as Ebony was held back by a female officer.
Marcel felt the hands on him as they held him back. He watched as the E.M.T.s started to bring out bodies. He saw the bullet holes in the door and everything spun around him as he fell to his knees. He waited to see as the voices around him all became one. Ebony came beside him and held his head to her chest as Marcel saw the twins come out.
“Where the fuck is Moms?” He yelled. He stood up and pushed his way through, “Where the fuck is my Mom?” Then he saw the black bag going in the house.
To be continued…
Thug Love
Billionaire Dreams
By Lady Aingealicia
The End of Innocence
Marcel’s world was in a tail spin and there was no parachute in the cock pit. His whole world crumbled the night his mom, Hetti died. That moment changed everything in his life. His world had become surreal in one with one shot that should have never rung out. Even with the twins, Deon and Deborah and Ebony in his life, he now had a hole that could never be filled and a rage that would not end. His rage became his life force in his music and his way of survival. As he desperately sought solace in his music and the life still around him, there was still a score to be settled on the street that would only be paid with blood.
Where do we go from here?
Marcel looked at the family and friends that had shown up for the wake. Their words mixed in the air, making no sounds to him. All he knew was that his moms was dead and he was not home to take the bullet that took her. The bullet meant for him. He nodded and smiled as he could. His heart was numb. He understood that they meant well and Mr. King had promised him that he and his family would be moved to a new home. There was no way they could stay where they were.
He looked over at Ebony whose heart was heavy too. She knew now she was going to have an instant family since Hetti had left the twins in Marcel’s care. It was almost too much to bear, all the sadness that Marcel had been through at such a young age. She had met him when he was banging. She fell in love with him while he did his bid. And she gave her everything to him when he came home.
Marcel headed outside to get away from the crowd as they gathered around them. It was one more thing he had to figure out, how he was going to make it without his mom. He wanted to get drunk and send his responsibilities away, he wanted to run and never look back. He also knew that he would never be able to escape his past. It was a part of him as he was a part of it. There was no escape from the projects.
The twins had not spoken since that night. They clung to Ebony. She would console and comfort them as she could. The often would crawl into bed with Ebony and Marcel and cry themselves to sleep. They did not know where their mom had gone. Ebony had an arrangement with Mr. King for her to be able to stay home with the twins and take care of them. He would pay half the bills to allow for that to happen.
Neither Marcel nor Ebony knew why Mr. King took care of them so well. Ebony was sure it would come out in the wash. Right now they did not have time to question. As people began to leave, Mr. King stayed to help Ebony clean up. They made small talk as Marcel walked back in from being outside where he had escaped to. There were not words to be expressed at this time.
Mr. King knew Marcel was angry, he could feel the anger from his pores. Marcel took Deon and Deborah to their bedrooms, he knew they would soon be in bed with him and Ebony. He just did not want them in the basement without them there. Mr. King poured himself some brandy and took a swig as he nodded to Ebony. He knew he would be able to sleep on the couch if need be. He had not intended on leaving Marcel in this state.
Marcel came back downstairs and took Ebony in his arms. His head laid on hers as the tears began to fall. His body racked with pain as he could not stop. She held him close and felt the baby kick. Her hands traced down his back and pulled him to her, so he could feel the life inside her. She did not know how to console him at this time.
“Baby, we are going to make it through this.” She whispered in his ear. He nodded and released his hold as he took her by the hand and went to join Mr. King.
“Marcel.” Mr. King started, “I will be right here with you and Ebony and of course the twins.”
“I know Mr. King.” Marcel looked at him. “I appreciate that. I don’t know where we would be without you.”
“I told you it was nothing.” Mr. King blurted out. “I can help, I will.”
Marcel nodded as he let his body fall back to the couch. The world was spinning around him as time seemed to go in slow motion and fast all at the same time. He knew they could not stay there, he did not know where they were going to go. It seemed no matter where he went there he was. His mind raced to the meeting he needed to have with his father that was behind bars. He felt Ebony take his hand and lead him to the basement. He followed her without question.
Mr. King said goodnight as they left the room and Marcel hit the door jam twice in his usual manor. As they came to the basement, Ebony led Marcel to the shower and turned it on. She knew that he needed comfort at this time and she was going to do all she could to give him that. Her soft brown eyes looked his hard body up and down. As the water fell down his chest and across his 6-pack. She stepped in with him and turned him around. She began to wash his shoulders and down his chest.
His hands caught her wrist before she went lower and shook his head. He turned around and Ebony moved her hands across his back as he leaned forward and sighed. Her hands went around his waist as she held him close, tracing kisses down his back. He pounded the wall and cried out. She held him closer as his actions expressed his words. Inside he knew he could not take out his vengeance on those who deserved it. He could not go back to that lifestyle. He just did not know how to get over the rage.
As Ebony washed Marcel with as much love as she could, she then in turn washed herself up. She turned off the water and led him to bed, as he held her close, she felt his br
eath on the back of her neck. She shivered as she pulled him closer and they drifted off to sleep. Marcel did not sleep well and woke in the middle of the night. Getting up he went upstairs to where Mr. King was still awake.
“Mr. King,” Marcel peeked in and saw the twins sleeping on the floor beside him. They had brought back down their blankets and laid down to sleep for the night. Marcel shook his head and smiled. Mr. King motioned for Marcel to follow him to the kitchen so they would not wake the twins. As they sat at the table, Mr. King began to talk.
“Marcel,” He said quietly, “I want you to take a couple days off work to take care of what you need to. Also, I don’t want you going after the boys who did this. That is what they are is boys, karma has a way of catching up with you. No matter how far you try to run.”
Mr. King paused and then he looked at Marcel as he nodded. His words still would not come. He just looked at Mr. King as he continued.
“I am going to move you guys again.” He continued. “Deon and Deborah do not need to have these memories, nor do you and Ebony. If you would like, I will take you to see your dad to let him know what happened.”
“Why you doin all this Mr. King?” Marcel finally asked.
“That is a conversation for another time.” Mr. King said and would not continue. “I think you should get back to bed and we will talk after things settle back down. Just know I am there for you and your family.”
Marcel nodded in understanding. Mr. King hugged him when he got up. When Marcel walked downstairs he saw Ebony laying there and noticed how beautiful she really was. He crawled back into bed with her and smiled as he kissed her forehead as he fell asleep.
The Sun Will Shine Again.
Many weeks had passed and Mr. King had moved him and his family in the suite below his penthouse. Now they had a doorman and were living back in the city. He made sure that Deon and Deborah were taken to school every day by someone to keep them safe. The danger would never be over in both Marcel’s and Mr. King’s mind. Even if the boys that Marcel would testify against went to jail, there were always more right behind them to carry out the street knowledge of the fact that snitches got stiches and rats got bats.
Marcel told his father about the shooting and left the prison never looking back. His father had not reacted at all to the news, except to tell Marcel to always look behind him and listen to his gut. He did not even congratulate him on the upcoming baby that Ebony was going to have. It was then that Marcel learned that his family was on the outside waiting for him on an Upper Eastside apartment.
As Marcel went to work, he started to pay more attention to Danny. He knew he knew him from somewhere. He just could not place it. He noticed that Danny watched him all the time and it made his gut jump. They did not talk to each other during the work time and Marcel was too busy now with family life, he did not have much time to socialize. He had however been in contact with Mr. Durell who still wanted to sign him.
Once he finished the kitchen he went in to see Mr. King, leaving Danny to finish his work. As he entered the familiar office, he sat across from Mr. King. Marcel handed him the record contract again and looked at him. Mr. King took the contract and looked at Marcel and shook his head. He pulled out a contract from his desk that he had his lawyers draw up.
“This is the one you want Marcel.” Mr. King stated boldly. “It gives you your musical rights as an artist and you won’t get raped along the way with royalties being taken. I was just waiting for you to come to me to talk.”
Marcel looked over the contract that was drawn up and read over it. It was everything he wanted in a contract from lyrical rights to a fair royalty share. The lawyers had even written in the contract that he would have 2 weeks off a year, no matter how busy he got to take a vacation, if he so chose to do so.
“Really Mr. King.” Marcel looked up at him. “You did this for me.”
“Well eventually you are going to have to take that leap.” Mr. King laughed, “I want to help push you out to fly.”
Marcel laughed with him as he looked at the contract. He was going to take this contract to Mr. Durell tomorrow before he came in to work at the restaurant. If Mr. Durell did not take it, he would just produce his own works on the net. He was no longer worried about his hip hop career. He knew he had the beats and the drive to make it.
“So, when are you going to tell me that story Mr. King?” Marcel asked as he held the contract.
“Soon, Marcel. Soon.” Mr. King picked up his pen and went back to his books. Marcel knew at that time it was his time to go.
Standing up, he nodded to Mr. King and hit the door jam twice. As he walked out, he saw that Danny was gone. He headed out the front door towards the apartment and held the contract in his hand. He finally felt some relief from the pressures that were pounding in his brain. As he went towards the apartment, he was met downstairs by Ebony. She smiled and winked at him, taking him by the hand to their apartment. As they rode up the elevator, he grabbed hold of her as his mouth came crashing down on hers. His tongue moved against hers as he cupped her breast. Making the nipples hard under the fabric. She moaned into his mouth as the elevator made its way up. Her leg went around his thigh as she moved closer to him.
Her hands pulled his head towards her as he pushed her back against the wall. Her hands traced down the front of his body as she found his dick and rubbed it on the outside of his jeans. As the doors opened, they kissed all the way to the door and opened it. He pushed her inside and shut the door. Turning her around towards the door, he took her hands and held them above her head as he traced kisses down her jawline and then her neck. With his free hand, he undid her dress and if fell open.
She pushed up against him as his teeth raked against her skin. He lifted her by the hips and carried her to the bedroom and shut the door behind them as he removed her dress and tore off her panties. Falling to his knees, he pushed her legs open and exposed her lips. His breath was hot against her flesh as she squirmed against his touch. Her hips jutted up and he placed his mouth on her clit, circling the nub with his tongue. He dipped his finger in and moved it back and forth.
Tracing his tongue down further; he could taste her sweetness as she became slippery. Moving back up to her clit, he flicked his tongue against it and she began to moan as her hands went to the back of his head pulling him closer. She began to rub against his mouth and her wetness dripped down between her ass cheeks.
“Don’t stop.” She cried out, “Don’t you fucking stop.”
This only intensified Marcels actions as he twirled his tongue around her clit, feeling it grow in his mouth. She exploded as Marcel twisted his fingers inside her one last time. As he stood up, he undid his pants and lifted her legs in the air as he entered her opening. She was sopping wet as his balls crashed against her skin.
He thrust in faster as his back arched and she screamed out while he hit her spot. Her back arched on the bed as her eyes rolled back in her head. He leaned down towards her and grabbed her by her neck pulling her mouth to his as he kissed her deeply. She moaned into his mouth as she began to cum again.
Her legs wrapped around his waist to draw him in deeper as he groaned and felt his balls against her flesh. He grabbed her and flipped her over in one motion as his hands came crashing down on her ass and she bit into the covers. Her hands clawed at the bed as she felt his balls hit her clit. Her back arched as her breast rubbed against the satin sheets.
He thrust one last time as his balls tightened and her juices covered his dick. Her velvet walls tightened around his shaft as she milked every drop out of him. He felt the sweat dripping down his body as he fell beside her. She let go of the covers as her body quivered beside him. Her hand traced down his chest and back to his semi-soft dick as she slowly rubbed back up and down. Making sure to touch every spot of his manhood. Smiling at him, she sat up on her elbow and kissed his neck as her hand got him hard again and she straddled him. He knew it was going to be one hell of a night.
And the So
ng of Life Goes On
Marcel woke early and hopped in the shower before Ebony. She soon joined him as her hands moved down his muscular back and she kissed his spine. His head fell back allowing the water to run down his face. He felt Ebony’s fingers dance down his spine as his dick responded quickly. He turned around and lifted her up so that he could enter her.
He slid in easily as her legs wrapped around his waist and she pushed down on top of him. She began to ride up and down on him as they kissed. Their tongues dancing against each other’s. He felt her getting wetter as she moved up and down on him. Her head was thrown back as the steam rose around them. Her kisses met his as her nails dug into his neck.
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