by Tynessa
“Tan, baby, I’m home,” I entered the bedroom and said. She was lying across the bed on her stomach. I just stood in the doorway watching her behind. I swear, my boo had one of the fattest ass out here. Walking over to the bed, I hovered over her and whispered, “You sleep?” in her ear. She jumped and looked over her shoulder at me as she wiped at the drool from the corner of her mouth. Her ass must’ve been sleeping good.
“Hey baby. I didn’t hear you come in,” she said right before a moan escaped her lips. I was kissing on the nap of her neck. I swear, I could never get enough of this woman. Just being in her presence puts me in the mood.
I unfastened my belt buckle, and she didn’t object when I hiked up her gown and entered her wet opening with one thrust. Unable to move, I just laid there. I loved the fact that her pussy fit my dick like a glove. I’m guessing I was taking a tad bit too long to give her the ‘D’ the way she wanted it, because she began backing her ass against my pelvis; that was the only cue I needed to rip the pussy.
I was giving it to Tan’s ass real good. She was moaning, screaming, and begging me not to stop, all the while running, trying to get away. She then looked over her shoulder with teary eyes.
“Kacey, please don’t ever leave me. I love you,” she spoke with a shaky voice. I just assumed I was hitting all the right spots, and the dick was so good that she was afraid of someone else getting it. That’s why I leaned down and kissed her lips as she continued to look back at me. I flipped her over so that I was on top of her. I wanted her to looked into my eyes and know I meant every word I was about to say to her.
“I love you Tan and you don’t ever have to worry about me leaving you. You’ve always been here for me; even when I was at the lowest point of my life. Most women would’ve turned their backs on a nigga as soon as the judge announced five years, but not you. You stood right there and were willing to ride those years out with me. That’s why I was willing to do whatever it took to get back home to you.” By now, she was crying hysterically. I didn’t know what was going on, but I continued getting shit off my chest.
“I will never take your love for granted, and will always be thankful for how you stepped up and held me down. I know I was a jackass most of the time and accusing you of shit you weren’t doing, but I was in a fucked up position, and all kind of shit was running through my head. Deep down, I knew you wasn’t doing anything baby, and I apologize for even taking you through that.” I kissed all over her face, tasting her tears that were still falling. I tried to brighten up the mood. “I knew you wasn’t giving up my good candy,” I said with a deep thrust inside of her. Tan arched her back as she sobbed louder.
“But I did,” she announced just above a whisper. Instantly, my dick went limp.
Though I already knew what she meant by that, I just had to asked for clarification, “What? You did what?” It was taking every ounce in my body to remain calm. I wasn’t going to go into beast mode on her ass just yet, because for some reason, I wanted to give her ass the benefit of the doubt. I felt her trying to push me off her, but I wasn’t budging–not until she told me what I wanted to know.
“Stop pushing on me! Now, what did you do?” I asked. Her ass couldn’t even look me in the eyes any more. My heart had broken into a billion pieces. That was all the confirmation I needed. Easing my body off hers, I stood up and pulled my pants back up before sitting at the edge of the bed. Tan was now sitting up Indian style. I could choke the shit out of her ass right the fuck now.
“I-I’m sorry, Kacey,” she apologized. I didn’t even say shit back. Nothing nice was going to come out my mouth had I opened it. All the shit I had just said about her holding me down, and she comes out with she cheated on me. What type of fuck shit was that? “It was only one time, Kacey. I promise I didn’t mean for it to happen. I swear, I wanted to tell you but I didn’t wanna hurt you,” she sobbed.
“Shut the fuck up and save all those weak ass tears! Yo’ ass wasn’t crying when you was out fucking the next nigga while I was locked the fuck up. Probably wasn’t even thinking about my ass.” I was fucking pissed. “Were you thinking about my feelings then? Huh?” I roared in anger. My voice held so much bass that it bounced off the walls. She was a little shocked with the tone I was using with her, but I was mad as hell. I don’t think I’ve ever been this mad with Tan a day in my life.
“I’m sorry Kacey. I promise, it was only that one time. I just—.”
I held up my hand cutting her off because I didn’t want to hear shit she was about to muster out. She can save all that shit. All the shit she had been spitting to me about holding me down, and there was no one she wanted but me was all a got-damn lie.
“All the times I’ve been asking have you been fucking anyone you been lying to me.”
“I wasn’t lying,” her dumb ass said. I just stared at her for a minute before asking her what the hell it was then. She didn’t say shit though, because she knew it was a lie.
“Who the fuck was the nigga?” was my next question. Though I asked, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know the answer. I only prayed that it was no one I knew. No one I considered as a friend, as a homeboy. No one I kicked it with on a daily basis when I was out. I didn’t know what I would’ve done if it were.
“Kace, let’s just drop it. I said it was only that one time. I can promise you it will not happen again. You’re who I want. I love you, baby. Please let’s just let it go and move forward.”
I wasn’t trying to hear that bullshit Tan was saying. I knew she was spitting that ‘let it go’ B.S. to keep me from wondering who the nigga was. I’m not saying I will let it go and we would move forward until she gave me a mothafuckin’ name. Then I would decide what I wanted to do from there.
“Who the fuck was it, Tangela?” I asked again. This time it was a little more aggressive. She dropped her head and shook it uncontrollably. “It’s someone I know, right.” It was more of me telling her than asking. The way she was holding that nigga’s name hostage, I knew it had to be someone I fucks with.
She nodded her head up and down, still unable to look at me.
“Look the fuck at me and tell me who the nigga is, Tangela,” I said. I was becoming agitated.
“Tez.”
As soon as the name left her mouth, I leapt off the bed. I paced around the room to keep from swinging on her ass. The way I was feeling, I probably would’ve beat Tan’s ass like she was a nigga.
“I fucking knew it! Nigga sitting all up my fucking face smiling and shit like he hadn’t fucked my bitch.” I punched a big ass hole in the wall. Tan jumped from the bed and ran up on me, like she had a fucking excuse to be mad.
“Fucked yo’ bitch?” she said as she stood directly in my face. Man, this girl better gon’ some damn where. “I know you might be mad and all, but I ain’t nobody’s bitch!”
“Look, Tan, gon’ somewhere now. You got some fucking nerve to even be approaching me with some shit that I said when you just told me that you been fucking that nigga behind my damn back. The same mothafucka that was in this bitch when I got out! You lucky I didn’t call you a ho.”
“It ain’t no been fucking him! I told you it only happened once, and you calling me a ho is the last thing I’m worried about,” she said with an attitude.
This chick really got some fucking nerves; like for real. What reason did Tan really have for being upset with me? I chuckled and shook my head, because I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to flip the shit on me. Make me feel guilty for calling her a bitch when she knew I didn’t mean it like that. I’ve never called her out her name, so that shit there was just a figure of speech.
“That’s when you fucked him? The day I came home and he was in this bitch like he paid bills in this mothafucka,” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“He wasn’t in here like he paid bills,” she responded, not even bothering to answer my question. That’s alright, because I already knew they had fucked that day. The shit was written all over their ugl
y ass faces. I nodded my head up and down. “You wanna sit over there and have a fucking attitude with me because you violated. You know you ain’t that fucked up over me calling you a bitch.”
Silence.
“Call me when you ready to talk about this shit, because right now you’re acting childish as fuck,” I told her as I grabbed the keys to her whip and left out the room. I ain’t got time for all this petty ass shit. Her ass couldn’t get mad, because that reverse psychology shit didn’t fly with me. She wasn’t going to make me feel bad about shit I had just said to her.
I couldn’t help but wonder if Jay knew what happened with Tan and his brother. They were brothers, and I knew how niggas talked and liked to brag when they’re getting a shot of some good pussy. So Jay had to know, but chose not to tell me. I didn’t fault him, though. I mean, Tez was his brother and he wasn’t obligated to tell me shit. I know one thing; I was going to confront that nigga Tez!
Chapter 11
Squares Out My Circle!
Quintez
Sitting here with Grisela, I was really considering giving her a chance. I mean, might as well. Tang has made it clear numerous times that she wasn’t leaving her man for me or anyone else for that matter; and though she might be the one with my heart, I wasn’t about the chase her ass. Nah, I ain’t even that dude to be running behind no bitch! I don’t give a fuck how fine you are. Quintez, don’t chase pussy!
Grisela was alright. She was a little needy and worked my nerves sometimes, but I was willing to work around that. Only because I didn’t want to start all over again with meeting someone new and getting to know them. Had it been someone I was just trying to get my dick wet with, then I wouldn’t at all have a problem with it. I was looking for more than that, though. I wasn’t getting any younger, and I think it’s time I found wifey. Bree’s ass wasn’t even an option, so that left Grisela.
“I’m glad you finally decided to call me. I been missing you,” Grisela pouted as she lay in arms. I kissed her on the forehead and gave her a one-sided smile before licking my lips.
“I missed you too lil mama,” I lied. I’ve been so busy watching and making sure my brother ain’t putting that shit up his nose, while trying to figure out what the fuck Tang was going to do with her sucker ass boyfriend that I hadn’t even thought about Grisela. I didn’t want to make her feel bad, so that was the only reason I chose to lie to her.
“Aw baby.” Her smile grew wider as she placed a kiss on my cheek, then got out the bed and headed to the bathroom. I just laid there contemplating if I was ready to let her know what was running through my mind or not. I didn’t want to get her all excited, then ended up having a change of heart. Let’s be real, I was only really considering giving her a chance because Tang had chosen that lame over me.
When Grisela walked back out the bathroom, she had a magnificent glow to her. She was so damn beautiful. I didn’t even realize I was staring at her until she asked why I was staring at her that way. I smiled and shook my head.
“Just loving what I see. Come here.” Grabbing her by the hand, I pulled her down on the bed with me. She giggled and fell right into my arms. “So how would you feel about taking things to the next level?” I went on and asked her.
Damn, I hope I wasn’t going to be regretting this shit later, I thought to myself as I saw much excitement in her eyes.
“You know I would love that, Tez. Baby, are you serious?” she asked while wrapping her arms around my neck. Damn, her ass was acting like a nigga had just proposed to her. I shook my head and hugged her back.
When Grisela straddled me and lean forwarded, I turned my head to the left, already knowing her next move. Yeah, we had just made things official, but I still wasn’t with that kissing. I know it’s fucked up, but I couldn’t help the way I was.
“Damn, papi, you just asked me to be your girl but you can’t even kiss me on the lips?!” Her Spanish accent was thick, so I knew she was upset. I wasn’t trying to hurt her, but that was just me.
“I don’t like kissing. I already told you that,” I simply said. I had told her when we first got together that kissing wasn’t my thing. Not my fault she thought it would change once we took it to the next level. Eventually it would as my feelings grew for her, but right now, there weren’t enough for me to take it there yet.
“But I’m your girl now, Tez!” She folded her arms and pouted. See, I was already having second thoughts about this shit. Who gets mad because a nigga don’t wanna kiss their ass?
“Shawty it’ll happen one day. Just not right now. Hold up.” I patted her ass so she could get up. I wasn’t about to sit here while she pouted and shit. I got up and began putting on my clothes.
“Where are you going?” she wanted to know. I let her know I was about to head out and take care of business. “So are you coming back tonight?” she asked and I nodded my head. I grabbed her face and held it steady so I could kiss her on the cheek, then laughed as she rolled her eyes upwards and shook her head. I was going to try and do better with this kissing shit, because she was right. If she was my lady, then there shouldn’t be any excuse for me to not kiss her. A little peck on the lips wouldn’t hurt.
*******
After going home to get dope boy fresh, I headed to the trap. Riding around the projects in my old school blasting, Rocko: Squares Out My Circle, I was bobbing my head while puffing on the blunt that was filled with the good shit. I noticed my brother, Lo, and that lame ass Kace was already there. They were standing around talking and laughing.
I’ve noticed the change in my brother, and thought it was time that I gave him his title back. I mean, I wasn’t trying to punk him or anything when I kicked him out all the trap houses, but I thought by keeping him away, he wouldn’t have any free access to the drugs, and so far it looked as if it was working. I didn’t see any signs that he’d been using.
I parked my ride next to them and hopped out.
“What’s up lil bruh?” Jay’vion was the first one to greet me. I dapped him up, followed by Lo, and didn’t even acknowledge Kace. I don’t even know why I had so much animosity towards the nigga. Shid, it wasn’t his fault that I played myself by falling for his ol’ lady.
“Ready to go see what the fuck is going on. I swear one of these lil dudes gon’ send my ass back to prison.” These bastards knew how I was when it came to my money. I might’ve been laid back, but when someone fucked with my shit or stopped my cash from flowing, that caused my trigger finger to itch. “Let’s go see what the fuck is going on.” I led the way to the building with those fools following me.
“Look at her trifling ass,” Jay pointed. I looked to see who he was referring to and cursed underneath my breath when I saw Bree making her way towards us. I ain’t gon’ even lie, her ass was looking good in her short ass dress with those pump stilettos heels and her hair hanging long and straight. Her ass had us all in a damn trance.
“What’s up Tez boo?” she walked up on me, smiling as if it was just the two of us alone.
“What’s up Bree?” I spoke while walking off.
“Damn, I can’t even get a hug today?” She held open her arms. I really wasn’t in the mood for any of her shit today, but I hugged her anyways, just so she could go on about her business. I was going to try and do right by Grisela, but the way Bree was looking, I would definitely get my ass into some trouble and I wasn’t trying to go there with Bree. I was done fucking around with her trifling ass.
“Damn you smell good. You coming over to the house later?” she let out a moan. From the way I was turned, I could see my brother and them standing there looking. I didn’t know why, but the way my nigga Lo was gazing wasn’t sitting right with me. It was just something in his eyes. The nigga was wearing a mug that he failed to hide. I didn’t know what it was about, but best to believe I was damn sure going to find out.
“Aight, lil mama. I’ll get up with you later,” I said loud enough for that nigga to hear. I watched as his eyes followed Bree until she was ou
t of sight. Either that nigga had eyes for my ex, or that was his bitch now. I looked over at my brother, and he had a—it’s about to be some shit—look on his face. Everybody knew how I felt about Bree before I got locked up. Though I cheated on her a time or two, she was still off limits, especially to the homies. After witnessing this shit, she was definitely seeing me later. I had questions for that ass.
For right now, I pushed that shit to the back of my mind and strolled on up to the building. I had more important stuff to worry about. As we got closer to the door of the apartment, we heard loud music, and the hallway smelled of weed.
“These niggas bugging yo,” Jay’vion said. Them smoking weed didn’t bother me, because damn near everybody smoked weed, but the loud music was drawing unnecessary attention. I unlocked the door and we just stood there watching those fools for a good five minutes. They were so caught up in playing the PS3 that they didn’t know we were there until I finally walked over and turned the radio off. They jumped up so damn fast, trying to see what was going on.
“Y’all niggas sitting here all in that fucking game with dope and guns and shit all on the fucking table,” Jay yelled out. “While y’all into that shit y’all could be counting money,” he continued.
I sat on the arm of the couch. “Or better yet, y’all could be trying to see where our shit disappeared to,” I stated calmly.
“Yea, who’s gonna explain that shit?” Jay asked as I studied all three of the men that was sitting there not saying a word.
“How much is missing?” I asked.
