Can't Leave It Alone

by Nicole Jackson

“Nah, my nigga. I rides solo.”

  “Aw, you fraud, bruh. Save some pussy for the rest of us niggas.”

  “Ay, I’ll try, main.” Bryan shrugged.

  “Say, give me that issue.” Desmond told Botany, sticking to business. He didn’t come to socialize.

  “Alright.” Botany agreed, as he stood and stepped into the house. Desmond was right behind him.

  Inside of the living room was a high yellow chick sitting on the couch. Desmond glanced her way and she gave him a wink. He turned to look away not wanting the bitch to vie for his attention. She wasn’t his type.

  Botany tracked into the back room and went to the safe. Once he opened it up he pulled out stacks of cash. He handed it all over to Desmond who then reached down in his jeans and grabbed some saran wrapped coke, then stuffed the cash down his jeans.

  “Here you go.” He tossed the packaged cocaine to Botany. “I’ll be back next week.”

  “Alright, bruh.”

  Desmond walked back out the house. “You ready?” he asked Bryan.

  “Yeah.” Bryan huffed, as he hopped up from a chair. “Fuck with you niggas later.” He said to the two dudes still sitting on the porch.

  They both hopped back into the Lac. “Ay, that nigga Bone was just telling me that they having a party tonight at the club.”

  Desmond backed out of the driveway and then drove down the street. “Man, I aint trying to club with those broke ass niggas. The shit is depressing.”

  Bryan looked at him. “Man, you be tripping. Them niggas aint done shit to you.”

  He shrugged. “I never said they did. I just don’t fuck with them like that, but you can go. You know, holla at the hoes and shit.”

  “So, you aint getting out tonight?”

  “Naw. I’ma go home and chill.”

  Bryan shook his head. “Ole pussy whipped ass nigga. Shit, that pussy gonna be there when you get back. Twin aint going nowhere.”

  “I know that. I just wanna kick it with my gal. Is that a problem?”

  Bryan would never hate on his twin sister. “Not at all, man. Not at all.”

  Chapter 2

  “Does anyone in here know what psychotic means?” the professor asked the class.

  Ryan sat in the back of the class struggling to keep her eyes open. She and Desmond had stayed up all night fucking. He came home and they popped some Xcstasy pills. They were rolling and fucking. Fucking and rolling. And now she was paying the price.

  She was so tired that she just threw her clothes on that morning. She wore tight black denim Ralph Lauren jeans with a black tank top. Her Ralph Lauren sandals were hanging off her feet as she rested her head on her desk.

  “Ah, sleeping in class can’t be productive.” Someone whispered into her ear.

  Her head shot up. “What the fuck?” her eyes frantically searched the room, before landing on him.

  “Did I scare you?” Ka’yon asked. He was a guy that she had three out of four classes with. Of course, they had the same major and were cool, so they would study together sometimes.

  “Hell yeah, nigga.” She whispered. “Don’t be doing that shit.”

  He chuckled. “Why didn’t you get any rest? You were out in H-Town?”

  “Yeah.”

  “When did you get back?”

  “Sunday afternoon.”

  “Okay…so, why are you so tired?”

  She gave him a look.

  “Ohhhh. Your boyfriend missed you, huh?”

  She gave him a sneaky grin.

  “I wish that I could miss you.” He flirted. He’d let it be known from the beginning that he was interested in her. She’d politely turned his advances down, but she continued to kick it with him. Desmond thought that Ka’yon was a girl, so he never tripped when she’d leave to go study with him. They’d been hanging for several months and she enjoyed his flirtatious ways. He was a cute high yellow guy. He was always dressed nicely and smelling good. He drove a clean Mustang too. He was “young college girl” ready. She didn’t go for his type. There was just something about a young thug that drove her crazy, but she did enjoy Ka’yon’s company.

  “Anyway. Did you do that work that’s due tomorrow?” she asked.

  “Yeah. You need to see it?”

  “Duh.” She playfully rolled her eyes.

  “Don’t get smart.” He jokingly shoved her shoulder.

  “I’m tired of listening to his boring ass.” She yawned. “I’m bout to bounce. You coming?”

  “Yeah. Come on.” He stood and grabbed his backpack.

  They both eased out of class in the middle of the professor’s long lecture.

  “You wanna grab something to eat?” Ka’yon questioned as he heard his stomach growl.

  “Hell yeah.” She rubbed her stomach. “My shit is talking. And I’m craving some Jack-n-the Box.”

  “Craving? Is there something you want to tell me?” he teased.

  “Boy, don’t play with me.” She laughed. She was a girl who believed in taking her birth control religiously. She didn’t have time for a baby. Desmond had wanted to get her pregnant for the last two years, but she wasn’t having it.

  “Okay, okay. So, are we taking your car or mines?”

  “Yours.” She smiled. “I don’t feel like driving, and I can save on gas.”

  “Aw man, I was hoping that we could stunt in the Benz, cheap ass.”

  “Well, too bad.” She giggled.

  They pulled up to Jack’s fifteen minutes later. The driveway’s line was curved around the corner. “Damn, baby girl, I aint staying in this line. We gotta get out.”

  “Okay.” She shrugged.

  “Cool.” He parked and they hopped out. He studied her ass as she switched in those jeans. Although she’d thrown her look together he couldn’t tell. She was looking stunning in her outfit and her black and grey Louie bag gave her look spunk.

  “Let me get that for you.” He offered, as he walked ahead of her and held the door open for her. She strutted in and saw the long line inside.

  “Damn, it’s crowded in here too.” she complained as she stood at the end of one of the long lines.

  “Stop complaining so much.” Ka’yon chuckled as he playfully poked her side.

  Bryan, Desmond, and their boy Flip sat at a table eating. “Ay, aint that your gal?” Flip asked Desmond.

  “Who you talking to?” Desmond questioned before biting into his burger.

  “You. Aint that Ryan over there with ole boy?”

  “Where?” He asked with a mouth full of food.

  “Over there.” Flip pointed out.

  He lifted his head. Desmond’s face contorted up. “Yeah, that’s her.” He put his burger down and wiped his mouth. Before his mind could even formulate, his body reacted as he stood up. “I’ll be back.”

  Bryan shook his head as he watched Desmond walk over to his sister. “The fuck is Twin doing here with that nigga?”

  “You buying my food?” Ryan asked Ka’yon.

  Ka’yon didn’t reply, because he was too busy looking at the dude mean-mugging him as he stood on the other side of her. He could tell that the dude was from the streets, but he wasn’t pressed.

  Ryan realized that she didn’t have his undivided attention and turned to see what he was looking at. She was then face to face with Desmond.

  “What the fuck are you doing here?” he gritted.

  “I…I…I was just getting something to eat.” She stuttered.

  “Oh yeah?” he smiled. “Well, introduce to me to you little friend.”

  She nervously turned to look at Ka’yon and then back at Desmond. “He’s, he’s, he’s my classmate, baby.”

  Desmond pushed her out of the way. “Hey, what’s your name, homie?”

  “Ka’yon.” He held out his hand to shake.

  Desmond shook his hand and when Ka’yon attempted to pull away he realized that dude was gripping the hell out of it. Finally, he released his hand, and cut his eyes at Ryan. “Ka’yon, huh? I th
ought Ka’yon was a bitch, Ryan.”

  “Bae, can we talk about this outside?” she asked as her eyes searched the faces around them, realizing that all eyes were on them.

  “Yeah, let’s go outside, man. Before I slap the shit out of your ass.” He fumed as he headed for the nearest exit.

  “Uh.” Some girls cackled, as they giggled amongst themselves. “Did you hear that nigga say that he would slap the shit out of her?”

  Ryan rolled her eyes at the chicks before walking outside. “Baby, it’s not what you think.” She explained the minute she stepped outside.

  “Then explain to me why you’ve been lying to my fucking face, Ryan!” he barked.

  She looked around to see if anybody heard him. “Baby, calm down. People are staring at us.”

  “I don’t give a fuck about those people! Why the fuck did you lie to me?”

  “Because, baby.”

  He shook his head. “Nah, don’t give me that baby shit. What the fuck you lying for, Ryan?”

  “Cause I didn’t want you tripping about me studying with him.”

  He wore a look of disgust. “What kind of sucker ass nigga you take me for? You lied because you was up to no good.”

  “That’s not true, baby. I just didn’t want you tripping with me like you’re doing right now.” she insisted.

  “Girl, don’t give me that shit. I told your ass that I didn’t want you socializing with those niggas at that school, man.”

  “It’s just for school.” She whined.

  He looked around. “This aint school. So, what the fuck is you saying?”

  “De-De, you are overreacting, man.” She sighed as she attempted to walk away. He snatched her back.

  “Don’t fucking walk away from me, girl. You must want me to fuck you up out here.” He gritted.

  “Ay, Ryan, you alright?” Ka’yon questioned, as he stood in the door of the restaurant.

  Desmond peered over her shoulder. “She good, my nigga. You can go back in there and get the fuck out of my business.”

  “Ay, I was just trying to make sure the she was fine.” He took a few steps forward.

  “Alright, homeboy.” Desmond placed his hand on his pistol. Ryan’s eyes grew larger. She turned to Ka’yon.

  “I’m okay, Ka’yon.” She uttered nervously, hoping that he’d let it go. She knew how Desmond was and shit was about to get real ugly if ole boy didn’t catch a hint.

  “Alright. You know where I am if you need me.” He relented, as he stepped back inside.

  “This bitch ass nigga, man. Where the fuck his lame ass come from?” Desmond spat.

  “I told you from school.”

  “But you couldn’t tell me that Ka’yon had a dick between his legs, huh?” he questioned as his nostrils flared.

  She sighed. “I told you why I lied. You know how you can get.”

  “And this is why. The fuck you lying for?”

  “I just wanted to get through my classes without you being on some other shit. He helps me a lot; especially when you keep me up all night and I don’t get to study. He’s the one that gives me the answers for tests and shit.”

  “Umm hmm.” He searched the lot with his eyes. “Ay, where your car at?”

  “Umm…it’s back at school.”

  “At school? So, you rode up here with that nigga?” he asked in disbelief.

  “Yeah, but it wa…” her words were cut off as he gripped her jaw.

  He stepped so close that they were nearly nose to nose as he growled. “Don’t you ever in your life pull some shit like this again. You fucking understand me?”

  She slowly nodded, knowing that she’d pissed him off. He was gentler when dealing with her, but sometimes she’d encounter the beast in times such as this.

  “I aint playing with you, Ryan.”

  “Okay.” She whined not wanting to further upset him. “I understand.” He released her.

  “You still got one more class, right?” he questioned as he headed back in Jack’s.

  “Yeah, but I have to grab something to eat first. I’m starving.” She held her stomach.

  He held the door open for her. “I don’t know why. You ate that big ass breakfast before you left home this morning.”

  She smiled. “That was a couple of hours ago.”

  “So.” He sighed, as his eyes landed on her ass as she switched past him.

  She felt him slap her butt. “Could you stop?” She giggled, and just like that they were good again. One thing she loved about Desmond, he didn’t sweat the small shit.

  Ka’yon sat in the booth eating. He looked up and saw Ryan step back in with her boyfriend. He couldn’t believe that she was with a dude that young. As fresh as she was he figured that she had a much older dude taking care of her. As soon as he laid eyes on Desmond he knew exactly what he did to get money. It was written all over his face. Everything about the cat was hood from his tattoos in his face to the way his jeans hung off his ass. Ka’yon knew right then that he didn’t have a chance in hell with Ryan. She was into thugs, no doubt about it.

  ******

  Ryan stood in the mirror staring at her reflection. She was completely nude and was realizing that she’d picked up weight. Her breasts were much fuller and her ass was rounder. She could appreciate the changes, but she didn’t want the weight gain to get out of hand.

  She stood sideways checking out her stomach. She realized that she had a small pooch. It wasn’t extremely noticeable still she promised to lay off the snacks. “We can’t be getting fat now.” she mumbled to herself.

  “Baby, what’s taking you so long?” Desmond questioned as he pushed the door open.

  “Huh?” she slightly jumped from his sudden entrance.

  He stood examining her body, and then lustfully licked his lips. “Damn baby, that ass is getting fat!”

  She shoved him. “Get out of here.” He didn’t budge.

  “Nah. Why don’t you come to bed? You been in here long enough.” He smiled as his dick rose underneath his boxers.

  She sighed. “Okay. Let me throw on my night clothes.”

  He smacked his lips. “Man, fuck some clothes.” He grabbed her hands and pulled her into their bedroom.

  “Bae, I think I’m getting fat.” She pouted.

  His eyes wandered up and down, before shaking his head. “Nah, mama. You perfect.” He guided her body into his. Her breasts pressed against his stomach. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. “Umm.”

  Feeling aroused, she reached into his boxers and gripped his dick. She whipped it out and stroked him. They backed into the bed and fell back. She landed on top. She straddled him and grinded her wetness on his piece. He was stiff as a board. She sat up to take him in. They both shuttered as she sat down on him.

  She rocked her hips, while he gripped her. She kept her rhythm slow, knowing that if she picked up the pace he might bust too soon. Her on top was his weakness. He watched her full breasts go round and round as she rotated her torso. Her nipples seemed rounder than usual and the sight caused his mouth to water. He was a breasts man all the way, so he sat up and drew a nipple into his mouth. He licked the tip, which caused her eyes to roll in the back of her head.

  “Oh yeah.” She let out as she picked up the pace, and his balls smacked her ass as she lifted up and down. “Oh.”

  “Fuck.” He panted as he smacked her ass. “You know what you doing, huh? You trying to make me bust this nut up in you, huh?”

  “Umm hmm.” She moaned as she squeezed her eyes shut, getting lost in the feeling.

  “You want me to shoot this up in you? Huh, baby?”

  “Um hmm, um hmm.”

  “Yeah, I’m about to bust.” He panted, feeling the nut at the tip of his dick. “Ah, fuck. This pussy so good. Ah shit. I want you to have my baby. You gon have my baby? Huh?” he asked, as he released inside of her.

  “Umm.” She moaned as they kissed. It was crazy how he’d ask her to have his baby right when they were fucking. As of l
ate, he’d been saying that more often.

  She smiled, while his tongue rested in her mouth. “You know I aint finished, right?”

  He knew that, before the words left her mouth. As much as she liked to blame him for keeping her up all night, she was the one who wanted to go round after round.

  “You taste sweet.” She smiled, as she flicked her tongue on the tip of his dick.

  He sat on the edge of the bed, while she stood on her knees between his legs. She hungrily took him into her mouth. His mammoth sized dick looked as if it was stretching her face out as she bobbed up and down. She was taking it all down her throat, allowing him to reach her tonsils. She was definitely a pro within her own rights.

  “Oh, fuck.” He moaned as he played in her hair. “Oh, shit! Oh, shit!”

  Ryan loved turning her man inside out. She wanted to see him become putty in her hands so she quickened the pace. She could tell that he was about to cum by the way his nuts felt in her hand. She sucked a little harder.

  “Aw shit.” His head fell back as his mouth fell open. He squeezed his eyes shut as he let loose.

  “Umm.” She moaned on his dick as she swallowed his babies.

  He smiled. “You nasty, baby.”

  She backed up allowing his now soft piece to slip out of her mouth. “I learned it from you.”

  “I know.” he pulled her to her feet. He pushed her thighs apart. He eased his head in and used his thumb and index finger to open her southern lips. He lightly licked her clit just the way she loved it.

  “Ugh.” She let out as her knees became weak.

  Their bedroom door abruptly swung open. “Desmond your phone is ringing in here.” Jada barged in.

  “What the fuck.” Ryan jumped back.

  Desmond’s head shot up. “Ay, man, don’t you fucking knock?”

  “My bad.” Jada apologized, as she hurriedly closed the door.

  “I can’t believe that stupid bitch. She did that on purpose.” Ryan snapped.

  He shook his head. “That bitch gon fuck around and get cussed out.” He pulled her in by the waist. He stood up and pushed her into the bed. He then turned around and sprinted to the door, locking it.

  She was in the bed lying on her back as he lied on top of her. “She just wanted to see you in action.” He pushed her thighs apart, and slid inside of her.