Rozalyn 3: (Rozalyn Series)

by Shan

  “Kari, shit--” I groaned. I titled my head back in pure pleasure when Kari swallowed every inch of me into her mouth. I wanted to push her away and let her know that this shit wasn’t going to work but the feeling was just too good. Kari’s head game was spectacular and one that just couldn’t be passed up. I gripped the back of her head, pounding my dick into her throat, making her gag a little before she pushed me away.

  “I hate when you do that!” she yelled crawling over to me.

  “I hate when you run, turn around,” I ordered.

  Kari happily pulled her shorts and panties off and eagerly obeyed my command. She turned around while on all fours, tooted her ass up in the air, and patiently awaited for me to enter her. I got down on my knees and slid deep inside of her, spreading her butt cheeks apart as I slowly stroked her pussy. Her muscles tightened, pulling me in with each stroke I made and getting wetter with each dive.

  “Yes daddy! Yes! Give me that dick baby! Give it to me!” Kari yelled as she threw her ass back at me.

  “Shit, tighten that pussy up!” I said slapping her on the ass.

  “This is your pussy baby! It’s yours! It’s not going anywhere!”

  Hearing Kari yell that shit out made me want to hurry up and get my nut. I knew if we went this route that she would began to think everything was okay and would go back to normal but this was it. This was the last time I was going inside of her pussy and I meant that shit to the fullest. Kari hasn’t done anything for me all of this time that we’ve been together besides please me sexually; but the sex was just okay. It wasn’t like she blew my mind every time we were together that I was afraid to let her go.

  “Aaghh shit,” I said pulling my dick out and blowing all over Kari’s back. “Six o’clock.”

  I slapped Kari on the ass once more before standing up and putting my dick back up. I went to reach for my keys, my hat, and was about to head out of the door when I was knocked in the back of my head with something hard. The blow caused me to hit the floor hard, I was then kicked in my side, followed by a kick to my face.

  “Nigga, you think you just gonna leave me like this with no consequences! I held your ass down when that bitch broke your damn heart!” Kari yelled.

  “Crazy ass bitch,” I spit. Blood leaked from my busted lip as I went to get up from the floor. Kari came at me again but this time I grabbed her with one arm and flung her across the room where she slid across the floor and hit the couch. I looked down on the floor and noticed that Kari had took a lamp from the end table and hit me with it, there were pieces of it were scattered across the floor with remnants of blood on it. “Bitch, put your hands on me again and I promise you’ll regret it!”

  “Tae, you cannot do this to me! What do I have to do? Please don’t do this to me. I love you!” Kari cried as she crawled in my direction again.

  “Keep your crazy ass away from me man! Hurry up and get your shit and get the fuck out!”

  “Where am I supposed to go? You can’t just put me--”

  I walked out of the family room and headed towards the door to leave. Soon as I got in the car, I would let Black know to come through here and make sure that bitch left with no problems. She better be lucky I allowed her ass to live after she knocked me over the head with that damn lamp.

  I reached for the door knob when Kari slapped my hand away and grabbed me by my arm. Had I known she was gonna go this crazy I would’ve told her ass to get out over the phone. I jerked my arm away from Kari and tried to pull the door open again, when a sharp stinging pain hit my wrist. Blood shot from my wrist like a water faucet, down my arm, and onto the floor. It took me a moment to notice that Kari had slit me open with a knife that she’d grabbed in her fight to try and stop me from leaving. I walked into her direction, with each step seeming harder and harder to make. Kari wore a sleek grin on her face that seemed to get blurrier by the second. I reached out to grab her but everything went black once I fell to the floor face first.

  21: Latoya

  I made my way into Applebee’s and looked around for my party before pointing them out to the hostess, letting her know that I didn’t need to be seated. I was slightly disappointed in seeing that there were two people here instead of one and almost turned around and walked out of the restaurant. Once I made it to the table, I gave a fake ass smile and took a seat across from them, folding my arms across my chest, and showing that I didn’t appreciate this shit at all.

  “Toya, what’s up? This my fiancé Journey, Journey this is Toya,” Taron said as he introduced the two of us.

  “Look, when I said that I would meet you, I don’t remember saying for you to bring anybody else with you,” I blatantly said as I eyed Journey.

  “This is my fiancé Toya, she wants to get to know Keymani just as much as I want to.”

  “First Keymani needs to get to know you before she can get to know anyone else,” I stood up from the table now feeling as if I had been completely disrespected. Taron had no right to bring this bitch up in here, the fact that she was here made me aware that the only reason he finally agreed to be in his daughter’s life is because of her.

  Taron being the father of Keymani was never supposed to happen. The unfortunate event took place on a very vulnerable night when I’d gone down to the club looking for Keylan. I was sick and tired of not being able to spend time with Keylan, him always putting his work before me, and the fact that he was still not ready to have a family. Taron ended up being the person I leaned on, after smoking a couple of blunts and having too many cups of brown liquor things went way further than they should have. I never once thought that he could be the father of my child and even when I found out that Keylan nor Kevin was the father; I didn’t even think twice about Taron until months later. Even then it took me a while to contact him because I was too ashamed of what everyone would think of me. I’d already slept with Kevin behind Keylan’s back and now I had also slept with practically his damn brother. I had to get out of my selfishness and do what was right for Keymani, she needed her father in her life no matter what anyone thought about me and what I did. I didn’t want to deprive her of that opportunity just because I didn’t want to be embarrassed.

  “Toya, the reason why I am here is because Taron and I are getting married soon and I want to be a part of Keymari’s life. We actually are wondering if you would allow her to come and stay with us,” Journey said.

  I looked at Journey, held my breath, and tried to calm myself down. She is a real pretty girl, brown skinned, nice weave, pretty straight teeth and from what I can tell she has an okay shape. I looked from Taron to Journey waiting to see if one of them were gonna speak up and redeem themselves from what this bitch just said.

  “First of all Mrs. Journey, my daughter’s name is Keymani, not fuckin Keymari!” I yelled. “And second of all, why the fuck would I let my child come and stay with two damn strangers?”

  I stood up from my chair and gave Taron one last look, not able to believe that this big sexy nigga couldn’t do, think, or speak for himself. I looked into his brown eyes, studied his full succulent lips, and smiled at him weakly, “When you’re really ready to see Keymani, give me a call!”

  “Ghetto bitch,” Journey muttered as I walked away.

  I stopped mid stride, turned around to look at her, and then sashayed back in her direction. Taron hurriedly jumped from his seat and came to stand in between the two of us. He towered over me standing at more than six feet tall with a muscular build.

  “Maybe I can get your damn brother to talk some sense into you, because you obviously don’t have any. You better get that bitch before my ghetto ass fucks her up,” I shoved Taron slightly in the chest and this time walked off for good.

  Once I got outside and unarmed the alarm on my Jag, I noticed Taron coming towards me with pure speed in his steps. I hurriedly jumped in my car and cranked it before he could make it over to me. Just as I put the car in gear, Taron knocked on my window, and began to pull on the handle.

 
; “Move nigga before I run your big ass over!” I yelled through the closed window.

  “Open the door! Don’t you drive off!” he yelled hitting on the window.

  I placed the car in park, rolled my window down, and crossed my arms over my chest pouting as Taron leaned inside the window. The Sean John cologne he was wearing had me drooling at the mouth and my pussy sensationally wet. It had been a very long time since I’ve had sex since I only got it from Kevin when he and his fiancé Kyla were into it. Now that he knows that Taron is the father of my daughter he’s already called and said that he doesn’t ever wanna see or talk to me again. Since I inherited all of Keylan’s property and his money it’s hard for me to find a suitable guy that wants to be with me for me and not for what I have. I also had to be careful about who I allowed around my child being that Kevin is the only man she knows.

  “Look, I only brought her to prove that you and I were not messing around. She thinks that I cheated and still is cheating but I’ve been telling her that’s not true. All that shit about having Keymani coming to live with me was not my idea,” Taron said.

  “Well next time leave her at home. I don’t have time for your insecure women,” I huffed.

  “Women?” he chuckled. “Nah, it’s not like that. I really wanna see my daughter and get to know her. So if it’s cool with you I would like to come through there tomorrow and spend the day with her.”

  “As long as your bitch stays at home, that’s fine with me.”

  “Be nice, but okay she will stay at home,” Taron leaned in and pressed his soft lips against my cheek; a feeling that caused me to damn near melt into my leather seats. I didn’t give a damn that he was about to get married, I was horny as hell and was not allowing Taron to leave until I got another taste of that. I needed some regular dick in my life and what better choice than the father of my child.

  22: Rozalyn

  I lie in bed with Messiah's arms roaming all over my body. Being able to have him hold me after sex and not rush off into the streets is a wonderful thing. I wasn't used to this kind of love but I could damn sure get used to it. I rolled over onto my side and faced Messiah, sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, and then gave him a sensual smile.

  "I think I'm really starting to fall for you," I said kissing him once more.

  "Well you know that I been fell for you. I'm just waiting for you," Messiah said as he rubbed his hand up and down my leg.

  "I'm getting there. A little more time together," I sat up I'm the bed and reached for the blunt that Messiah left sitting on the night stand. I took the lighter, fired it up, and took a deep puff from it.

  "Does Tae give you money every month to pay your bills?" Messiah asked.

  "No, I told you that already," I said and took another toke from the blunt.

  "I'm just saying he gotta be helping you with your bills ‘cause you don't ask me for shit."

  "I pay my own bills. I manage my money well so there is no need for me to ask anyone for anything. If I learned anything from Tamar, it was to manage my funds appropriately."

  "Oh yea, stacking up all the cash and stashing it under the floorboards and inside the mattress huh?" Messiah chuckled "I know all that money Tamar gots he probably runs out of hiding spots huh?"

  I passed the blunt over to Messiah and got up from the bed. His line of questioning was starting to make me feel uncomfortable just like it did the day he brought me home from the hospital.

  "Where you going?"

  "It's time for me to get back." I quipped while grabbing my clothing from the floor.

  "Wait come here!" Messiah reached me but I pulled away.

  “I gotta go!” I fussed. I pulled my panties on and then pulled on my jeans buttoning them up as Messiah continued to kiss all over my back.

  “Just five more minutes, just five more,” Messiah said trying to pull my jeans back down.

  “No, I gotta get back to the hospital with my baby,” I turned around and kissed Messiah, pulled his bottom lip into my mouth again, and then backed away from him.

  “How is the little man doing?” Messiah asked finally giving in and pulling up his pants.

  “He’s doing better. He finally got the blood from the bank and slowly progressing. Hopefully he will be good enough to go home soon,” I said pulling my shirt over my head and grabbing my purse.

  Messiah and I decided to meet up at a motel a couple of hours ago being I haven’t seen him since the day he brought me home from the hospital after I’d bumped my head. I missed him and really needed to get a little breath of fresh air after being in that damn hospital hour after hour with Tamar. I couldn’t stand the way he constantly stared at me for hours without saying a word or even blinking his damn eye. With him you never knew what was on his mind but somehow I knew he was silently plotting my death. He was pissed that I was so determined to find out what happened to Brandon but didn't give a damn about him when he was facing death.

  Unfortunately, Brandon didn't make it and that was another reason I needed out of that place. I'd never wanted to see Brandon dead no matter what he had done. I just wished that he'd spent more time in jail, enough time that would allow everyone to heal over the two deaths he caused. I struggled with my emotions after finding out about Brandon's death and as soon as Tamar turned his back, I rushed out of the room, and got out of the hospital as quickly as possible. I planned to spend some alone time but figured getting some dick would definitely put my mind to ease.

  “So, when am I going to see you again?” Messiah asked while walking over to me.

  “I don’t know, with Zavier being in the hospital and then Zyir and Marion being at their grandmother’s; I really don’t have a lot of time to do anything.”

  “Damn, it’s like that?” Messiah gripped my face into both of his hands and kissed me. He then released his hands from my cheeks, and roamed his hands over my body, finally resting them on my butt. We tongued each other for minutes before I finally pushed him away and attempted to leave the room. Messiah grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me into his arms once more. “Why haven’t you worn the bracelet that I brought you?”

  I looked down at my wrist remembering that Tamar had snatched it off a few days ago. I tried to think of a legitimate excuse as to why I wasn't wearing it before answering.

  "Oh, umm, it kept getting caught in Zavier's hair so I took it off. I'll be sure to put it back on today," I said with a faint smile.

  "Yea, I wanna see how good my money looks on you," Messiah kissed me once more and finally let me go. I blew him a kiss, left him with a warm smile, and headed out of the motel room.

  ****

  Once I made it to the hospital, I saw the new guy Black seated in a chair outside of Zavier's room along with a thick dark-skinned chick. They were so deep into conversation that neither of them noticed me walk up.

  "Hey," I said to the both of them.

  "What's up Rozalyn? This is my girl Xenya, Xenya this my boss man's----umm his baby moms," Black said.

  I gave each of them a smile and proceeded to walk into Zavier's room when Black stopped me.

  "Have you talked to Tamar? I've been calling him but no answer," Black asked with a look of concern.

  "Nah, I haven't talked to him since I left here a couple of hours ago. Let me try and call him," I said pulling out my cell phone.

  The line trilled in my ear until the voice mail picked up. I hit the end button and did the same routine over and over again, finally hanging up calling the house phone.

  "Hello," Kari asked.

  "Hey Kari, I was trying to get in contact with Tamar. Is he there or have you seem him?" I asked in a slow, subtle tone.

  "That's your fuckin' husband! You tell me if you've seen him! He isn't married to me, he's married to you!" Kari screamed through the phone causing me to frown in disgust.

  "Kari, can you just let him know---"

  "I'm not letting him know shit! Bastard wants to leave me for you! Like your young ass-"

  I heard t
he phone being slammed down onto the receiver but could still hear Kari in the background. She was rambling on and on about her and Tamar and continuously let out a psycho sounding scream after every few words she spat.

  "What's going on?" Black asked.

  "You might need to get over to Tae's house. Listen at this crazy bitch," I said handing the phone to Black who'd already stood attentively and on guard.

  Black placed his ear to the phone and immediately his face scrunched up into a frown. His caramel skin turned practically a reddish purple, his hand was balled up onto a tight fist, and his jaws tightened in fury. I backed away not sure what to expect while his girlfriend Xenya, consoled him by rubbing his back. I took in Xenya's exotic features, noticing how beautiful she was. Her dark skin glimmered; looking as if someone sprinkled glitter all over her. Her eyes were sorta like mine but she wasn't mixed with anything. She wore a lace front wig that was professionally done. Had I not been somewhat of a stylist I would've never known that it was wig being it had been done so perfectly. She had a full set of lips, the height of a model, but not the body type. She was very curvaceous but it looked great on her. Looking at her and looking at Black, I wondered what she saw in him. He was so homely and broke looking and everything about her exuded class.

  Black handed me my cell phone and then pulled out his. He made a call and immediately started yelling the minute whoever he called answered. He kissed Xenya several times on the lips and rushed out of the hospital without so much as a word to either of us.

  I left Xenya standing outside the room and went and sat next to Zavier's bed. He had his eyes open and stared at me for a few moments before looking at the cartoons on the t.v. Leaning towards him, I kissed him several times on his cheek and thank God that he was okay now. Things could have definitely been worse and I was more than happy to see that it wasn't.