The Grind Don't Stop

by L. E. Newell

  He wanted her to take the initiative for he didn’t want her to have the slightest indication that he was taking advantage of her. He didn’t have to wait long. His face started tingling all over when he felt her warm soft tongue probe into his lips. He released her hands. They remained resting on his ever-growing manhood. He started to massage her side. Her skin was so soft, so warm, so inviting. He moved his hands around her back and up to the nape of her neck. He opened his mouth, her tongue slide in further, very slowly until it reached his and started swirling around it. He reacted passionately to the contact as his tongue began to match the rotation of hers. Gently holding her head steady, he began to massage her tongue with his own.

  She moaned softly. The warm sweet breath from her nose was like a caressing breeze on his skin as it rolled along his cheek. She turned her hand around on his lap and let out a trembling murmur as she wrapped it around his dick, even louder when it jerked up in reaction to her touch.

  When he felt the precum oozing out of the head, he laid her down on the bed and started kissing her lightly on the neck, to her ear, licking it, twirling his tongue around and inside of it.

  She squeezed, he moaned, she squeezed harder and rubbed her hand up and down his now pulsating shaft, stopped at the head, massaging it, gently at first, harder when he started grinding, hunching up. She couldn’t wait any longer and slowly unzipped his pants and reached inside; first to roll her fingers in his silky pubic hairs. She gasped as she fisted the head, now drooling precum on her palm. With her nose-flaring lust, she started sliding the head along his thigh, enjoying the manly grunt that escaped his lips.

  He licked lovingly along her neck down to the top of her cleavage. She let out a grunt of her own and grasped the back of his neck to guide his tongue to her trembling nipples. He started alternating hot and cold air through her bra as he reached behind her to un-hook the straps that held those glorious globes in place. They came apart easily. He continued to tongue massage her nipples through the lacy material as he slid her blouse off of her shoulders and then the bra. She arched her back as he started devouring her naked perfumed breasts while he unsnapped her pants.

  Her breath caught as he started working his tongue down to her navel. Her soft stomach became spasmatic with each flick. He inched her pants down while he feather-tongued inside her thighs. He stared intently into her face as he started at her ankles and tongue-bathed her softness back up to her crotch. She was moaning heavily now, eyes straining shut, mouth wide open.

  Her panties were soaked as he lapped at her juices through the musky silk. Then he pulled them to the side and slid his tongue into her now gushing slit. Her soft trembling ass rose off the bed when he started slowly sucking on her clit. The moans turned into grunts as she lost all control. “Oh, Sparkle, Larry, oh, baby, ugh ugh, I can’t stand it, I can’t, oh oh ooooh yes. baby. Oh eat my pussy, yes, yes, that’s it, that’s it eat my, your ooooh ooooh ooooh uuggggh uuggghhh.” She grabbed the sides of his head and started grinding her gushing pussy into his face.

  As her climax began to subside, he reached under her to cup her ass cheeks and started intensely sucking on her clit, flicking it rapidly with his tongue. Her second nut was much quicker, more intense than the first as she screamed out loud, thighs trembling. “Ooooooh, oooooh, aaaah, aah, o baby, o baby, oh baby, so good, feels so good, so godayum good, so good, dayum, good, aaaaah, o shit, o shiiiiit.”

  He couldn’t stand it any longer. With passion overwhelming him, he slid up her trembling, sweat-drenched body and shoved his entire pulsating dick into her with one plunge. She gasped from the suddenness of his attack on her swollen pussy. He raised one of her legs, as he stroked slowly into her, sliding his long dick along her clit with every deep, grunting dip.

  She came again when he pulled her other leg up and sped up, in and out, in and out. She screamed out louder than ever. “O baby fuck the hell out of me, fuck me baby, ooh Sparkle, fuck the hell out of me. Oooh baby, I can’t stop cumming. Harder, harder, baby, fuck me harder, that damn dick is so muthafucking hard, so muthafucking big yes, yes yessssssss.”

  He couldn’t hold back anymore; her pussy was too hot, too good. “Oh, Bevy, oh, baby, here it comes. I’m gonna nut all up in this goooooooood, ugh, uugggggh pussy, shiiiiiiit.”

  She felt him coming. She pressed against his chest, pushing him off of her. Caught completely by surprise, his mouth gaped wide open, he couldn’t make another sound as she grabbed his slippery cum-spurting dick in both of her small hands and stuffed it in her mouth to the hilt to let the rest of his nut squirt down her throat.

  In shock he looked down to see the intense passion on her face as she continued to bob her head up and down until he was completely drained. Even then she didn’t stop and kept slurping on the head, loving the taste of him, the intoxicating smell of their mixed sexes trapped in his hairs, the muskiness of his balls. Oh, how she loved this man.

  Finally, it softened to the point of sliding out of her mouth and plopped with a squishy sound onto his stomach. She laid her head on his stomach, lightly flicking her tongue at it, totally exhausted, totally satisfied, rubbing his chest.

  Breathing heavily, he reached down to rub her hair, the side of her face, then her shoulders and back. Damn, she smelled and felt so good, felt so soft. He sighed. “You know what, Bevy?”

  She looked up at him, a wide smile on her face, then wiped her damp hair off of her forehead. “You enjoyed taking advantage of an innocent girl like me?”

  He rose to his elbows, smiled down at her before he arched his eyebrows. “Innocent, innocent, who’s innocent, me?”

  She lifted her head off of his stomach, batted her long lashes a couple of times and retorted, “Me, of course.” Suddenly, she took on a very serious tone, as the other reason why she had come to the hotel started to flood her mind. As her cop instincts took over, she felt the change go over him as well. She sat up on the edge of the bed, grabbed her clothes and started to put them on.

  Then the thought hit her that he had never even taken all of his clothes off, well, at least not his pants. Damn, she had been so out of it that she couldn’t even remember him taking off his shirt. The crotch of his pants was stained with a mixture of their juices. How disgusting, ugh. The intimacy she had been feeling faded completely and her thoughts changed into an even more serious mode. She was snapping the last buttons of her blouse when she stood up and went to lean against the dresser. “Like I asked you over the phone, what do you know about them robberies?”

  He braced himself on his elbows and honed in on her just as seriously. “And I asked you, why you ask me some shit like that?”

  She ran her tongue across her lips, placed a stubborn hand on her hips, the other on her pursed mouth studying him for a moment before she walked over to the bed and stood over him. He sat up, reached out to grasp her by the hips, holding her at arm’s length, as he frowned up at her. “Bevy, you know that we are just as much in the dark about this as you are.”

  Her expression softened and she reached down to rub the side of his face, but he caught her hands and continued, “Sweetie, anybody, including me, hell, including you, is gonna try to stay on top of this here thing called survival.”

  Her face stayed soft. “Yeah, baby, I can feel you on that, but it ain’t easy when you got to play by the rules, or at least do your best to.” It was obvious that she was trying hard to keep the boss lady tone out of her voice.

  “Well, I don’t have any rules; neither do the niggas who are doing this, so whatcha think I’m gonna do?”

  She seriously contemplated what he had said, realizing deep down in her heart that he was right, at least in his part of the world. But she still felt that she had to convince him otherwise. She squeezed her eyes tight and sighed deeply. “Larry, I can’t protect you or y’all if my people run down on you. I can and I will warn you like I always have over the years, but if they catch you, there’s nothing that I can do.”

  He leaned back, knuckled the co
rners of his eyes, clasped the back of his neck and stretched his head back before he took her hands. “That’s just the chance I’ll have to take.” Naw, she didn’t go Larry on me, ah man, she ain’t said that in years. This situation must really be bothering her if she went to the basics like that there, he thought as his police antennae tingled a bit.

  Seeing the seriousness in his face, she thought that she’d try some scare tactics. “Okay, fuck the bullshit, hard ass. If I witness you doing some life-threatening shit, I’ll snap the cuffs on your stubborn ass my muthafucking self. There, is that plain enough for ya?”

  He smiled up at her. The smile didn’t reach his eyes though as he responded, “If I’m forced to save my ass and you happen to be around, I don’t plan on leaving any witnesses. Is that plain enough for your stubborn ass?”

  They looked at each other; their eyes bored into each other’s soul and answered each other’s question without saying a word. The love they shared and hid from the world would never allow them to harm one another.

  She pulled herself out of the trance first, leaned down and kissed him on the forehead before she looked at her watch. “Dayum, you make a girl forget all about the time and everything. I got to get to my office. There’s a whole city that I’ve got to protect from the likes of niggas like you. You gonna keep this room? I might just find myself needing an encore, know what I’m saying?”

  He smiled and stood up to help her with her jacket. When she got both arms in the sleeves, he pinned them behind her back, pressed himself hard against her, nibbled on her ear and whispered, “One of these days you’re going to give up that badge and be my wifey.”

  Loving the feel of his dick getting hard against her ass, she arched her back and moaned. “Nigga, I’ll resign the very same day that I know.” She paused to turn around to face him so that he could see the sincerity in her eyes. “That I know in my heart that you are through with the streets.”

  He kissed her gently between the eyes as he said huskily, “Bevy, if I thought you really would, I would.”

  She took one last heave against his chest and broke the embrace. She squinted intently at him for a few seconds before she turned away and stepped to the door. Before she stepped out, she smiled warmly. “Baby, no, Sparkle, Larry whatever, if you can really see my heart, you know that I will.” She slowly closed the door shut.

  As the sound of her heels faded out of earshot, Sparkle sat down on the bed to ponder her last statement. He knew that he was stuck with a very hard decision to make. Especially considering that he had been in love with her for as many years as he could remember living. Yet he loved the street life. He also had a special place in his heart for Violet, Rainbow, Johnny B and now little Mercedes, too. It definitely wouldn’t be something he could push aside easily.

  Now, that Mercedes, there was something about her that made him favor her above all. He had asked himself several times over the short span of time that he’d had her what it was that had him so fascinated. Was it her delicate stature, or her innocent natural sexuality? Or the way she caught on to every hustle he turned her on to and mastered them all a lot quicker than he had done so himself? She was a natural, pure and simple. Aw man, that innocent sexuality of hers kept him hungry for her no matter what mood he was in. All he knew was that he could never get enough of her.

  Could he give up the thrill of living life on the edge for one woman? Being truthful to himself he really didn’t know. One thing that was becoming quite certain was that Black Don was becoming a very dangerous problem; one that had to be dealt with in the harshest of ways if it came to that.

  After about ten minutes of solitude, he finally decided to go upstairs to get with Rainbow. When the door opened, it was to a grinning Rainbow, who trotted to the bathroom as soon as he let him in. He shouted over his shoulder, “Dayum, boy, you must’ve really rocked her world. My nigga, she was grinning from ear to ear when she stepped out of here.”

  Hell, he knew he had put his thang down right.

  Rainbow was zipping up as he strolled back into the room farting and scratching his ass. “I done cut up all that stuff while you was doing your thang, so you ready to roll, or do you wanna hang around and get blasted first?”

  Sparkle could think of nothing better to do after dealing with Beverly, so he sat on the bed. “My nigga, drop some of that shit right here,” he said, pointing to the small lamp stand between the beds.

  Rainbow gladly slid an eight ball onto the stand, filled up both of their shooters, passed him one of them and lit up the other one. They sat there blooping in silence for the next couple of minutes before Rainbow finally spoke up. “How much does she know, dog?”

  He wiped his face, stood up to take his jacket off before he sat back down and leaned his head against the headboard. “Man, she figures that we at least had something to do with it. She couldn’t pinpoint nothing but that police nose of hers was working full time, dog.”

  Rainbow stood up and jacked his pants up. “Tain’t much we can do about what she thinks, dog. But check this out, we ain’t about to let that nigga stop our flow. Damn, I can hardly wait for the weekend so we can start digging into those bastards’ mint real decent-like.”

  The coke really had him pumped because he kept on rattling. “Aw, fuck that nigga for now. Let’s go crash Al’s poker game since we’re out this way anyhow.”

  Sparkle leaned forward, pyramiding his arms on his knees and rested his chin on his hands. “Yeah, we can do that, but don’t you think we need to lay some ‘can’t miss’ shit on that nigga before he comes up with something that’ll get us?”

  Rainbow licked his lips and gave him a confident smiled. “Baby boy, I already got the twins on a mission to set that fool up for a trip to our little trap out there in the woods in Forest Park right after we get the scam started at the 617. My nigga, it’s so sweet that his greedy ass gotta go for it.”

  Sparkle leaned back and eyed him up and down. “Damn, dog, why you ain’t wired me up to that by now?”

  “What difference does it make? Yo ass is gonna be there when the bitch nigga pisses and shits himself.” Rainbow laughed and punched him on the shoulder.

  Sparkle turned his mouth down nodding his consent. “Okay, wizard, so when do we do this?”

  Damn, is he hearing anything I’m saying? He arched his brow. “The twins will keep me up with the progress and like I just said a moment ago, it’ll go down after the scam at the skin house. Matter of fact they are about to get the job cranked as we speak.”

  Sparkle nodded. He should’ve known that his dog was on the case. All he had to worry about now was dodging Beverly’s roving eyes. But damn, the girl had eyes and ears everywhere. Maybe after he’d gotten through this situation, he’d be able to concentrate on getting with her seriously. But, then what about his crew? “Hmmmph, what about them.” He pondered as he sat and admired the scheming wickedness.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Scamming The Scammer

  Hey, baby, how ya doing? Why you looking like that, you got into a spat with one of the cashiers at the supermarket or something?” Al asked Mona as he sat down on the bed and finished drying himself off.

  Mona smiled meekly at his attempt at teasing her. Only moments before she had been sweating bullets, but now she was grateful he hadn’t shown any sign of discovering her exploration into his private sanctuary. She could hardly believe that she had actually pulled it off with him already in the house. Therefore, it was a no-brainer that she roll right along with his mood.

  “How’d you know that? Damn, you’ve got eyes everywhere, don’tcha?”

  “Naw, sweetie, you were just looking a little frayed when I came out, that’s all.” He started scratching the back of his ear, a clear sign that she’d noticed him do when he had difficulty wording what he wanted to say.

  She sighed when he took a deep breath and walked over to put his hand on her shoulder. His tone became serious. “There’s some- thing I need for you to do for me.” She frowned. �
�Hey, before you start to looking all giddy and stuff, let me finish.”

  Mona nodded and studied his face intently, not knowing quite what to expect. Up until then all he had ever asked her to do was menial girly stuff. Her heart thumped when he said, “Ooookayeee, I’ve got a job I need you to do for me. It ain’t anything dangerous—well, at least your part of it isn’t—but there is a possibility for something to go wrong. So you’ve really got to have your wits with you.” He swallowed nothing and continued, “Okay, check this out. CeeDee will be here shortly.”

  He paused to take a quick peek at his watch. “In about ten minutes, I need for you to take a ride with him out to Henry County.” He paused again, put his hand over his mouth and looked her up and down, studying her intently for any signs of rebellion. He saw none, good girl. “Put on some dark clothing, like that dark leather jumpsuit I got you the other week. Just in case.”

  She blinked innocently a couple of times, sighed deeply and ran her finger across her opened mouth. “Is it okay if I ask you what it is you want me to do?”

  Al gave her his most convincing smile, sat down beside her, put his arm across her shoulder and started out in a low voice that rose as he explained. “Sweetie, I’m gonna be straight up with ya. There’s a furniture warehouse out there in Henry County and CeeDee is going to steal one of the trailers. Ain’t anything in it but really expensive stuff. What I need you to do is drive him down there and be his extra pair of eyes. Once he gets the trailer on the road, I want you to drive at least a mile or two in front of him to let him know about any police activity he may run into. Say like a roadblock or something.” There were a lot of tension wrinkles creasing his forehead.

  She sat there momentarily stunned, however, not for the reason he thought; the expression on his face read fear. But it was far from that because this was exactly what RJ had braced her for in the supermarket. Now it had dropped in her lap like a godsend. Hell yeah, she was stunned because she couldn’t believe how lucky she was. Not only would she not have to push him to get what RJ wanted, she was about to be a part of the whole operation.