Trust No Bitch 2

by Ca$H

  “Bruh, they will have to take the whole fuckin' castle ‘cause I ain’t trying to hear that shit,” Isaac voiced.

  “You already know,” JuJu said. “Let’s make these deliveries then call a small meeting with the lieutenants to start restructuring. Only a fool gets good advice then sits on it.” JuJu reached out and bumped fist with his cousins.

  Isaac and Isaiah nodded in unison. They had witnessed plenty of niggas rise and fall. Both of them swore that they would go down in a blaze of gunfire before they would surrender their crowns. Hooking up with Kiam was like catching lightning in a bottle and now that they had that shit in hand they planned to screw the cap on tight and protect that muthafucka with life or limb.

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  Faydrah drove through the city as if she was on a cloud. The light had left the sky and winter was all around her. Light snow had dusted the streets and people were moving quickly to their destination as the chill hit their faces. Normally Faydrah would feel a bit depressed because she hated the winter, but the smile that adorned her pretty face had been stuck there ever since she’d left the doctor’s office that morning. She could not wait to share her good news with her boo.

  When she pulled up in front of the house she was a little concerned by the fact that weren't any lights on. Kiam’s truck was parked in the driveway but it didn't appear that he was home. She picked up her cell phone and dialed inside. Kiam answered with a grunt.

  “Hello?” Faydrah asked with suspicion in her voice.

  “Where you at?”

  “I’m outside but I didn’t see any lights on.”

  “Bring your scary ass in the house. I told you I got something for that ass,” Kiam joked as he peeked out the blinds at her.

  “Whatever. Bye.” She laughed and hung up. Faydrah grabbed all of her things and hopped out the car. As she turned her key in the door anxiety filled her body as she thought about how she should tell Kiam their good news.

  When the door came open she was blown totally away by all that she saw. The living room was filled with over a dozen large black and white, scented candles that illuminated the room. The floor was sprinkled with black rose peddles, Gerald Levert and Keith Sweat were setting the mood with Just One of Those Thangs.

  Baby, I still love you/I still love you baby, baby

  Whenever we kiss and make up, girl/I miss you so bad/If I could tell you before, girl/You were the best thing I ever had/Sorry for all the wrong I've done

  You were the only one/I need you to hold me, baby, baby/Like you used to, baby

  Reminds me one of them thangs

  In the den that sat off the living room Trapstar barked, trying to mess up the mood. Kiam had locked that little cock blocker behind the door this evening and Faydrah thought she didn't mind one bit.

  She looked up and saw Kiam standing beside the couch wrapped in a thick black towel with a single red rose in his hand. Her eyes roamed from the top of his head down to the tip of his feet. All his chocolate was on full display and causing her mouth to water. When her eyes settled on his hand, his finger was motioning for her to come to him. She immediately sat her briefcase down, took off her coat, stepped out her shoes and walked over to where he stood.

  When she got right up on him he ran the rose down her face stopping to rub it lightly against her lips “Can I have a kiss?” he asked in a deep whisper.

  Lowering her eyes and licking her lips she responded. “You can have whatever you want.” She took the rose into her hand.

  Kiam placed his finger under her chin and placed a few tender kisses on her lips. Faydrah melted with every touch, her body was saying “fuck me” but her mind said “chill” and let him handle his business.

  “You ready to let me treat you like a queen?” he asked, looking in her eyes.

  “Yes,” she said as he took her by the hand and led her to their bedroom.

  Black and red rose peddles were laid out along the path and lighted candles sat on both sides of the staircase. When she got to the bedroom she saw he had decorated upstairs the same as downstairs with roses comforting her every step.

  “Tonight it’s all about you ma,” he said as he walked her to the bathroom.

  Kiam stood behind her, kissed and nibbled her neck as he reached around and began to unbutton her blouse. The silky material slid down her arms and chills filled her body as she felt the warmth of his breath tantalize her skin. “Umm,” she moaned.

  “Shhh. I'm just getting started ma,” he whispered into the crook of her neck and shoulder.

  Faydrah unbuttoned her pants and let them hit the floor. Kiam unbuttoned her bra then reached around and caressed her breasts. His rock hard dick pressed between her cheeks causing an instant moistening between her thighs. She stepped out her panties then reached around and put her hand behind his head and slipped her tongue in his mouth. They stood naked and on fire as their hands and mouths explored all the sweet familiarities.

  “You tryna get it started.” Kiam said when she released him.

  “I miss my baby.”

  “Come let me hold you for a little while.” He dropped his towel and they stepped into the hot bubbling water.

  Kiam took his time caressing and rubbing the sponge all over her body. He slowly washed every inch of her, massaging her muscles along the way. Faydrah put her head back and enjoyed the soothing caresses as Kiam made her whole body feel worthy of every touch.

  When she was totally relaxed Kiam pulled her into his arms and rested her head back against his chest. They exchanged the “I love you's” and Faydrah stole a kiss.

  “You know, no matter what, you will always have my heart and my soul,” Faydrah said as his hands slid between her thighs.

  “I know you're all mine and that’s what intensifies my love,” he said, biting into her neck and circling her clit with his finger, setting her pussy ablaze.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned as she felt his fingers push inside of her.

  “Come for me baby,” he whispered in her ear as her head rested on his shoulder.

  “Baby, baby, baby,” she cried out as he brought her to the edge of ecstasy.

  “Give it to me.” He pressed on her clit and circled faster.

  “I’m giving it to you Kiam.” She gripped the edge of the tub and released. It came down in a heavy constant flow that made her dizzy with ecstasy. Faydrah laid her head to the side and tried to recover as he rubbed slowly up and down her pulsating lips.

  Kiam reached over and gripped her breasts in his hands and squeezed her nipples with the tips of his fingers.

  “Baby, be gentle,” Faydrah whispered.

  “Why you always trying to make me be gentle?” His voice was thick with passion. “Lift up before I hold you down and make you do what I want you to do.” he said stepping out the tub.

  “You tryna put me outta commission,” she said with a sexy grin.

  Kiam lifted her up then pulled Faydrah to her feet. He grabbed a towel and carefully dried her off touching and caressing her body along the way. After tucking the towel around her chest he grabbed another from the shelf and dried himself.

  “I need to tell you something,” she said, taking him by the hand and pulling him in front of her. “Sit down.”

  “What’s up ma?” He looked up at her with low eyes as he took a seat on the edge of the Jacuzzi.

  Faydrah placed her hands into his and took a deep breath. “Well,” she paused.

  “Well what?” He looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

  “Somebody is going to be a daddy and it’s not me,” she sang with a smile.

  Kiam’s face went blank then his eyes moved down her body. He let go of her and placed his hands on her stomach. Faydrah placed hers on top of his. “We having a baby?” he asked.

  Faydrah nodded her head.

  “Thank you.” he said as he felt a lump form in his throat.

  “No, thank you. You are my everything Kiam.” Her voice cracked and happy tears formed in her eyes.

 
Kiam leaned in, closed his eyes and kissed her belly. “I love you so much.”

  “I know.”

  Kiam wrapped her in his arms and rested his head against her stomach as he processed the idea that he was going to be a daddy. He stood up and took her face into his hands and kissed her deeply. When a light moan left her lips it was on.

  Kiam lifted her up into his strong arms, carried her in the bedroom, and gently laid her.in the middle of the bed. He looked at her with utter appreciation and bowed at the seat of her thrown. He placed several kisses on her stomach then cupped his arms under her legs and pulled her sweetness to his lips. Faydrah pressed her head deep into the pillow as his tongue began to glide over her clit with the lightness of a feather. Placing her hands on his head she prepared herself for the passionate whirlwind that only he could wrap her in.

  “Kiam,” she whispered.

  Kiam dared not answer and lose contact with her sweet pearl so he just lightly hummed and sucked as her legs began to tremble.

  Faydrah twitched as Kiam ran his tongue between her lips then buried it inside of her.

  “Oh, my god,” she cried as she tried to wiggle away from his grip.

  Kiam came up, placing himself over her and positioning his dick at her opening.

  “I need to taste me on your lips,” she moaned as she pulled him to her. She hungrily kissed him as he entered her slowly and each thick inch filled her to the core.

  Faydrah got lost in the passion as she anticipated each stroke. Every time he pulled back she craved to have him back inside of her. With Kiam she never had to hold back she could give him every part of her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed her man as he pushed deep. The flicker of the candles lit the spaces between the darkness as Avant and KeKe Wyatt crowned Nothing in This World perfectly through their speakers.

  I can picture us in the living room/by the mantel piece/and you’re telling me you’re loving me

  with your hands on my thighs/while I’m staring in your brown eyes

  and the expression on your face/is telling me you want more than a taste

  so tonight we’re going all the way/we’ll be loving ‘til the break of day.

  There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for you boy/I don’t care what the others say now that I got you babe/No one can bring me joy like you girl

  All the little things you do/It’s all about you boo.

  Kiam ran the tip of his tongue over her erect nipples as he answered her cries for more. He looked down into her gorgeous eyes and silently thanked God. It was unreal that after sitting in that cell for eight years he would end up back in her arms ready to spend the rest of his life with her and be able to create life in her precious womb.

  “Eyez,” he mumbled as she moved just right beneath him.

  “Yes baby,” she cooed.

  “Throw that pussy at me baby,” he moaned as he began to release deep inside her.

  Faydrah spread her legs wider and moved in harmony with him. Kiam kissed and sucked her lips as she held him tight. Between her embrace was his whole world and he vowed to do everything he needed to do to keep her safe.

  Faydrah was in heaven. She squeezed him tightly because he was the only thing real in her life and letting him go was not an option. They feel asleep in each other's arms happy and complete.

  When Kiam woke up the next morning he heard Faydrah on the phone telling her mother about the baby. He turned over on his side, spooned her into him, and placed his hand on her stomach and rubbed as if he was letting the baby know that daddy was right there. With her back to him and behind pressed comfortably against his groin, Faydrah continued her conversation. She giggled as she shared her excitement with her mom. A feeling of pride rushed over Kiam and invigorated him like an early morning shower. He laughed at himself as he lay there wondering if parenthood would turn him soft.

  Never that he said as his eyes caught sight of his two bangers on the nightstand. He decided that he was gonna go even harder; he was gonna treat the streets like the foul hearted side bitch that it was. He would fuck 'em real good for another year or so then leave that bitch with nothing but a wet ass and a story to tell.

  The only thing worthy of holding onto forever was lying in his arms.

  Chapter 31

  Facing the Bitter Truth

  Lissha's love and respect for Kiam had multiplied tenfold since their heart to heart talk. Now she paid more attention to how he moved and the things he said. What stood out most, even more than his G, was his loyalty. A man that stood firm on his principles was sexy as hell. She wanted him more than she wanted to take her next breath but two huge obstacles stood in their way.

  The first was Faydrah. Just the other day Kiam had told her that the bitch was pregnant, now her hold on him was stronger than the Jaws of Life. But not stronger than Lissha's desire to have him. She had decided to fall back for now because aggressiveness would have been seen by as disrespect to the code that he lived by. She would sit back and plot, and the turtle would eventually win the race.

  In the meantime she was about to face the second obstacle which was Big Zo. It both saddened and frightened her to think of what his reaction was going to be when she told him how she felt about Kiam. Daddy can be so got damn selfish and overbearing.

  Lissha closed her eyes and leaned her head against the steering wheel as she waited outside the prison for visitation to begin. Her heart ached as she looked up at all the concrete and razor wire that was Big Zo's only reality.

  She had been all in her feelings lately and hadn't answered his calls, but now she had some really good news to deliver to him along with her confession. She just hoped the good news would lessen the blow of what he would see as the ultimate betrayal. I'm his baby girl, he'll understand. And it's not like I've already done it, she tried to convince herself as she felt the push of tears in the corners of her eyes.

  Big Zo spotted his LiLi as soon as he entered the visitation room. She was at the snack machines with her back to him. She must've felt his eyes on her back because she looked over her shoulder and their eyes met. She flashed him a smile and came walking towards him with her arms full of microwave sandwiches and a bottled juice.

  “Hi Daddy,” she beamed as she stepped into his arms. As usual he smelled good and was as fit as a man half his age.

  “Hey baby.” Big Zo hugged and kissed her then held her back at arm’s length and looked her over.

  She threw a tiny smile on her face. “Our table is over here,” she said, leading the way.

  Big Zo nodded at several men that were visiting with loved one's as he followed Lissha to their seats. He sat down across from her and Lissha placed the snacks on the table between them. “What do you want me to heat up first?” she asked, avoiding direct eye contact.

  “I'm not hungry right now, maybe later. Where you been? I've been tryna reach you all week.”

  “Things have been hectic lately Daddy.” She fumbled around with a bag of Lay's chips; she needed something to do with her hands to stop them from trembling.

  “Your phone still works doesn't it?”

  “Yes, I'm sorry,” she apologized in a child's voice and casted her eyes to the floor.

  Big Zo looked at her and his forehead creased. “Baby, is something wrong?” he asked. He had just talked to Treebie yesterday and she hadn't mentioned anything other than Wa'leek being in town causing discomfort. But she had assured him that he was running into brick walks.

  “I'm good Daddy. I'm probably just a little tired from the drive,” Lissha lied as she waited for an opening to tell him the truth.

  Big Zo nodded his head. “So what's been going on? Is Kiam holding things down?” He kept his voice low.

  “Yeah Daddy,” she replied, brightening up some. “Kiam has the whole city shook and we're seeing more money than ever before.”

  Lissha went on to tell him about the mutilated body parts that Kiam delivered to their enemies and the pact that he had made with Dontae. She was careful not to
speak above a whisper. Big Zo listened with a calculating mind. The more bloodshed and the more brutal the murders were that Kiam committed the more likely the Feds would come after him, making it a priority to get him off the streets. When their interest in him reached its zenith that's when he would contact them and offer them Kiam for a free get out of prison pass.

  “Baby, it's almost time,” Big Zo said.

  Lissha knew exactly what he was referring to but her heart ached when she thought about it. “Daddy, I have some good news,” she said, changing subjects and fidgeting with one of her rings.

  Big Zo reached across the table and placed his hand on top of hers. “I need some good news, what is it?” he asked.

  “Kiam found a lawyer that guarantees he can get your sentence reduced from life to thirty-five years, you'll be out in thirty and he only wants a quarter mil.”

  Big Zo did the math in his head and chuckled. He had only served a dime so far which meant he would still have twenty more years to do. “You call that good news?” he asked bitterly.

  Lissha lowered her eyes again.

  “I'm fifty-five years old. If I serve another twenty years in this muthafucka I'll be seventy-five when I get out. What the fuck am I gonna be able to do at that age?” he asked as if she had caused his situation.

  “At least it's something, Daddy,” she mumbled.

  “What the fuck did you say?” he gritted, causing Lissha to shiver. She didn't dare repeat it. “Where the fuck is this all coming from? Stick to the got damn script.” Big Zo squeezed her hands roughly.

  Lissha stifled a cry.

  He released her hands and looked her in the eye but she refused to meet his stare. Big Zo jumped to the only conclusion that would explain her wavering. “You fucked that nigga didn't you?” he accused on clenched teeth moving slightly forward.

  Her heart hit her breast bone hard. “No,” she answered truthfully but he didn't believe her.

  “Yes you did, bitch!” Big Zo's hand was a blur. Whap! He slapped Lissha clean out of the chair onto the floor causing a few items from the table to scatter on her way down.