by Charae Lewis
Chapter Twelve
The next day, Dinero walked into his mother’s house and was welcomed by the smell of cooked food. He walked to the kitchen and found Rochelle hovering over pots that were on the stove. Carlos was seated at the kitchen table watching a college basketball game.
“What's up, Carlos?” Dinero greeted him.
“Shit, I can’t call it.”
Dinero walked over and kissed Rochelle’s cheek. She shot him a death stare causing him to laugh.
“Why are you muggin’ me, Mama?” Dinero asked as he took a seat at the island.
“You know why. What hell is your problem, Dinero? Are you trying to get divorced?” she hissed.
“Nah, I'm not. It looked worse than what it was. Did you see me hugging her back?” he argued.
“No, but you sure didn’t stop her from wrapping her arms around you. Is that the girl you got caught with at the bar?”
Dinero twisted his face wondering how his mother knew about that incident. “Who told you about that?”
“Paris and Camara. You know my girls keep me up to date with the tea. Now answer my question. Was that her?”
“Yeah Ma, that was her,” he said with a deep sigh. “But I don’t like her like I used to.”
“I can’t tell,” she snapped and then rolled her eyes. “You need to stay away from that girl. It’s obvious that she doesn’t care about your marriage because if she did, she wouldn’t be throwing that coochie at you.”
Dinero laughed at his mother remarks. She never held back when it came to her opinion. He was just like her in many ways. They both said what was on their mind and never censored their views or thoughts.
“You wanna be a cheater like your daddy?”
“Man, Pops ain't cheat on you,” Dinero disagreed.
Rochelle smacked her lips. “You can’t tell me him and Celine weren’t messing around while we were together.”
“Don’t start, Rochelle,” Carlos warned.
“Okay, okay. Dinero asked, hell,” she said with her hands in the air.
“Damn Ma, Carlos got you in check,” Dinero teased.
“You shut up and get your own damn life in check before you be ass out. I might even call Asia and let her know how your ass been acting a fool since she’s been out of town,” she threatened.
Dinero’s face suddenly turned serious. “Come on, Mama; don’t do that. You're tryin’ to get me cut.”
“I don’t care. You need to be cut, shit.”
“Mama, don’t snitch on me. Why would you do your favorite son like that?” he questioned.
“I don’t have no favorite son. I love you all just the same.”
“Yeah right. You know the kid is your favorite,” he said cockily.
“Listen, I'm done having this conversation with you. Get your shit together, Dinero, and I'm not playing,” Rochelle warned as she fixed him a plate of spaghetti.
“I will, Ma. I promise.”
****
Although Rochelle had just given Dinero a speech about staying away from Cadence, he still found himself ringing her doorbell. She had begged him all morning to come by and see her new place and Dinero hesitantly agreed. Seconds later, Cadence answered the door wearing a skin tight joggers set that showcased every dip and crevice of her thick body. Dinero subconsciously licked his lips as his eyes scanned her voluptuous hips.
“I'm so glad you came. Come on in,” Cadence said excitedly and grabbed his hand.
Dinero followed behind Cadence as he looked around her apartment. There wasn’t much furniture, but she did have a sofa and a TV. It was a clean and spacious two-bedroom unit that was located on the west side of Milwaukee.
“Girl, your ass been sweating me to come over to see a damn couch and TV?” Dinero quipped.
Cadence rolled her eyes. “Hey I'm proud of my lil’ spot so fuck you,” she retorted, sticking up her middle finger.
“Yeah, I know you want to but you can’t,” Dinero taunted her as he sat on the sofa.
Cadence looked at him curiously before joining him on the couch. “So you're saying that you're strong enough not to fuck me if I wanted to?”
“Yeah that’s what I'm saying,” he replied nonchalantly as he flicked through the channels on the TV.
Cadence released a breath and then changed the subject. “Do you want something to drink?”
“Yeah, some water.”
Dinero watched her ass sway from side to side as Cadence walked into the kitchen. Even though Dinero had put up this front for her, he couldn’t deny that his dick didn’t jump to attention every time he glanced at her fat camel toe. Cadence walked back into the living room and handed him a bottle of water.
“You ain't put shit in here did you? ‘Cause I’ll fuck you up,” he threatened.
She giggled showcasing her one dimple that Dinero used to love so much. “No, with your crazy ass. The seal isn’t even broken.”
“I had to check. Shit, for all I know your ass could’ve been in the mental health hospital all of this time, shit.”
“Are you serious, Dinero?”
“Hell yeah, I'm serious. You probably take all kinds of pills and shit. Your story was shaky as fuck.”
Cadence hit his chest. “You are such a jackass, and I'm not crazy.”
Dinero’s phone rang pulling them from their conversation. He saw that Asia was trying to FaceTime him. He suddenly remembered Asia texting him earlier alerting him that she wanted to video chat with him later on. Fuck! he ranted to himself.
“Aye, move out of the way and be quiet while I FaceTime my wife.”
Cadence slowly got up and walked over to the counter. Dinero answered and licked his lips at the sight of Asia. To him, she was the most beautiful girl in the world. Her tan skin was bronzed to perfection, and her wild curly hair was sprawled all over her head. Dinero truly missed her and couldn’t wait for her to come home.
“Soo Yung! What you been on out there?”
Asia smiled into the phone. “Not much. I've been working all day. I'm ready to come home to you, though.”
“So you miss me? What you gon’ do when you see me?” Dinero asked, totally forgetting that Cadence was in the room.
“You know what I'm going to do. I might rape you.” She laughed.
Cadence stood on the other side of the room with envy dripping from her pores. She couldn’t stand the way Dinero’s face lit up when he was talking to Asia. Dinero used to look at her that way, and it sickened her that someone was in her spot. Cadence wouldn’t dare say anything out loud to get Dinero in trouble, but she needed to take his attention away from Asia.
Cadence got on her knees and quietly crawled over to where Dinero was sitting. He was so engrossed in his conversation with Asia that he didn’t see her coming. Cadence went straight for his belt and unbuckled it. Dinero gave her a look while trying not to make Asia suspicious.
Cadence grabbed his dick that wasn’t erect and began to stroke it up and down. Dinero swiped her hand away, but Cadence grabbed his manhood again, this time kissing the tip.
“Did you hear me?” Asia asked.
Dinero distractedly looked back at the phone. “What you say?”
“I asked where you were at?”
“I'm at Keith’s house,” he lied.
Cadence began to tease the head of his penis with her tongue before shoving it down her throat. Dinero tried his best to keep his composure, but Cadence’s warm mouth had him feeling like he would bust his nut at any moment.
“What's wrong with your crazy ass? Did you feed my dog today?” Asia asked.
Dinero fidgeted in his seat still trying to keep his cool. “Yeah, I fed him. Aye, let me call you back real quick.”
“Why? I haven’t talked to you all day,” Asia whined.
Dinero grabbed Cadence’s hair as she went down deeper on his shaft. “I promise I’ma call you when I get in the car.”
“Okay. Bye”
As soon as Dinero hung up from the call, he pus
hed Cadence back roughly. She fell backward on her elbows with saliva running down her chin. Dinero stood up with a menacing glare on his face. He couldn’t believe the fact that Cadence had just pulled. Dinero quickly pulled up his pants and fastened his belt.
“Why you do that stupid ass shit?! I should slap the fuck out of you!” he bellowed, not pleased with her immature stunt.
“What?” she asked, dumbfounded.
“Bitch, you know what? I told your ass to be quiet while I talk to my wife, not suck my dick. You scandalous as fuck!” he barked, grabbing his keys from the coffee table.
Cadence stood. “Dinero, I'm sorry. I was just having a little fun.”
“Shut the fuck up! Don’t hit my line up either with your stupid ass!”
Cadence ran after him and grabbed his arm. “Wait, Dinero, don’t be mad at me. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Get the fuck off me,” he gritted and then snatched his arm out of her grasp.
Dinero walked out of Cadence’s apartment fuming mad. He thought that he could hang around Cadence and still maintain a platonic friendship, but she had proven that she was on some other shit. Dinero couldn’t fuck with Cadence because she was tempting him to cheat on Asia and he refused to do it.
Dinero couldn’t place all of the blame on Cadence, though. He kept putting himself in these sticky situations with her, knowing that the outcome wouldn’t be good. He declared that very day that he would stay away from Cadence for good.
****
“Baby, this dick feels so good,” Asia moaned as Dinero dug into her guts.
They were on the floor by the front door having some of the best sex ever. As soon as Asia walked into the house, Dinero attacked her with his lethal dick. She could tell by his passionate strokes that he’d missed her while she was in L.A. Dinero had his head buried in the crook of Asia’s neck while she scratched his back.
“Tell me how much you missed this dick,” Dinero demanded in a husky voice.
“Oooh, I missed it sooo much… shit… right there.”
Dinero pinned both of Asia’s legs back and began to ram his dick into her wet tunnel. Asia’s pussy was once again placing him in a trance. Dinero had become addicted to her moist middle. The smell, the feel, and the wetness had become his kryptonite. Dinero needed it every day and would kill if Asia was to ever give away his pussy.
“I love this pussy. You hear me?” Dinero asked as he attacked her center.
“Yes daddy, I hear you,” she whimpered.
Asia was loving the way that Dinero fucked her. Each thrust caused a chill to run rampant all over her body. Dinero’s teeth clamped down on her neck evoking Asia to yell out in pure bliss. Dinero suddenly pulled out of Asia and flipped her on all fours. He rammed his rod back into her wetness and continued to assault her middle. She couldn’t take the beating that Dinero was putting on her as she gripped the carpet with her fingers.
“Ow shit! I’m about to cum!” Asia announced feeling her legs shake.
Dinero smacked her ass and picked up his pace. He too could feel his nut approach as the tip of his dick started to tingle. He looked down and saw that Asia’s juices were smeared all over his manhood. After more rough strokes, Dinero finally erupted inside of Asia. He pulled out of her and laid on the floor spent from their intense lovemaking session.
“Damn, girl. You gon’ make me whipped,” Dinero kidded trying to catch his breath.
“Boy, you know you're whipped already. You must’ve missed me, though. I couldn’t even get in the damn door before you ran up on me,” she laughed.
“I've been horny as fuck all weekend. I couldn’t resist,” he said grinning.
“Since I gave you some of this bomb ass pussy, can you take me to the mall?”
Dinero groaned. “I hate going to the mall with you. You be taking too damn long.”
“Please, babe? I wanna hang with you today,” Asia pleaded.
Dinero looked at her sweet face and couldn’t resist her pleas. “Aight man, come on.”
****
Dinero and Asia found themselves at Southridge Mall browsing in Macy’s. He was annoyed with Asia because she had been looking on the same rack for the last twenty minutes. Dinero was trying his best to be patient, but he needed to go pick up some money from one of his associates. His phone vibrated in his hand, and he noticed that Cadence was calling him for the umpteenth time. Ever since Dinero had walked out on her, she had been calling nonstop. He was adamant about not talking to Cadence, so he sent her to voicemail.
“Asia, will you hurry the fuck up. You’ve been looking at the same shit for almost thirty minutes,” he snapped.
Asia smacked her lips. “Alright Dinero, damn! That’s why I don’t like hanging with you. You’re always rushing me,” she fussed.
“I'm glad you don’t like hanging with me, shit.”
Asia cut her eyes at him and decided to mess with him. “All you're good for is a good fuck.”
Dinero cut his eyes at her. “Oh word?”
“Yep. Think about it; that’s the only time I'm content with your mean ass. Any other time I'm trying to get away from you.” She laughed.
Dinero nodded his head and looked around. “I’ma remember that the next time you begging me for some shit.”
“And you better give it to me too.”
Dinero stood up and walked over to her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek. “So I'm only good for a good fuck? Is that what you said to me?”
Asia smiled happy that she had struck a nerve with him. “That’s what I said.”
“Aight.” Dinero looked around the store. “Ooooh she’s stealing!” he yelled and then walked away.
Asia was completely mortified as she hurried and threw the clothes back on the rack. People were eyeing her suspiciously as she ran off in the direction of Dinero. She rushed over to him and hit him repeatedly on his arm while he laughed uncontrollably.
“You're a fuckin’ asshole. Why would you do that?” Asia questioned, not amused by his childish stunt.
“You shouldn’t have been talkin’ shit to me. You better recognize who you’re with Asia. The next time you say some bullshit like that I’ma body your lil’ ass,” he threatened.
“Kiss my ass,” she hissed. “You got these people looking at me like I was stealing and shit.”
Dinero laughed and pulled her close. “Come on and let me drop you off. I got some moves to make.”
“I thought you were going to take me out to eat?”
“I ain't taking you nowhere. Your mouth is too slick.”
Asia stomped her foot and stopped walking. “Go ahead. I'm staying at the mall. I’ll see if Aimee will pick me up,” she spat with attitude.
Dinero grabbed her arm. “Girl, if you don’t bring your ass on. I ain't leaving you here.”
“Oh, you're not?”
“Hell nah, so stop playing with me.”
“Ooow, he’s hurting me!” Asia yelled out causing customers to look at her and Dinero.
Dinero busted out laughing at Asia’s theatrics. He knew that she was trying to get him back for what he did to her. He didn’t care, and he still continued to pull her out of the store. A Caucasian man walked up to the couple and attempted to stop them.
“Ma’am, do you need any help?” he asked looking at Asia.
Dinero twisted his face becoming angrier by the second. “If you don’t get your bell pepper nose ass out of here. She’s good,” he shot.
“I was asking the lady, sir.”
“Did you hear what the fuck I said? I told you she was good now get your ass outta of my way with them lil’ ass pants on. Be concerned about those high-water ass pants, not me,” Dinero retorted.
The man quickly moved out of the way not wanting any problems with Dinero. As soon as Asia and Dinero got outside, she began to laugh hysterically.
“I’m gon’ kick your ass for that Asia. Just wait until we get home,” he threatened.
Asia waved
her hand. “You ain't gonna do shit, and that was payback for your lil’ move you pulled on me. Now take me to get something to eat before you drop me off.”
Chapter Thirteen
A month had flown by, and Asia and Dinero were becoming closer. Asia was still very much in marital bliss. Despite his terrible attitude sometimes, Dinero took great care of Asia. He made her happy in his own way, and she’d fallen deeper in love with him. On top of that, she had been getting regularly booked for photo shoots by not only Fabian’s label but other clients too. Asia had even reduced her hours at her full-time job since she had become in demand. Everything in her life had been going great except for the fact that her mother’s birthday would be coming up soon. Asia thought of her deceased mother, Jovelyn, often and missed her with every fiber of her being.
Her mother had been killed by Asia’s father, Russell and best friend, Dillon in a ploy to obtain life insurance money. Once the truth came out, Asia, as well as Aimee, were crushed. They never suspected that their father would do something so vile. Asia often held in her feelings about her mother because she didn’t want to expose how truly damaged she was, knowing that she was now forced to live without her best friend. She didn’t like feeling vulnerable, so she avoided talking about Jovelyn most of the time.
Aimee had suggested that for Jovelyn’s birthday that they go and visit her gravesite. Asia wasn’t excited about the idea and desperately wanted to protest, but she knew Aimee would be disappointed. Dinero surprisingly offered to accompany her, but she declined. Asia felt like an intimate moment like that should be spent between her and Aimee especially not knowing how severe her emotions were going to be.
Asia stood in front of her floor length mirror surveying her outfit. Tonight, she and Dinero would be attending Fabian’s birthday dinner. Kylie had been raving about his birthday all month and Asia was excited to attend. Since Kylie requested that everyone wear all black, Asia wore a low-cut, black lace dress. Her breasts were put on full display while the dress hugged her sexy frame. She wore her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail showcasing her high cheek bones. Asia completed her look with a pair of black Jimmy Choo fringe sandals.
