by K. C. Mills
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Walking through the doors of the Royal, my eyes surveyed the room and I felt a sense of pride knowing that Nonie and Kizzie had done their thing. As always, they delivered and that had me proud as hell. Everything was on point, and you would never know that it was simply a hotel ballroom. And to top that off, as much as I tried to throw money at her situation to help her fix it, she turned me down and did that shit on her own.
I searched for Nonie with my eyes dancing around the sea of money that filled the room. The net worth in this room alone could shut Wall Street down with one phone call. The best part about it was that I fit right in. The nods and confirmations I received after entering the room let me know that they respected me as a peer.
That was important to me because I never wanted to be simply classified as a hood. I was too smart for that shit, and although money was money, I made sure Jock and I were always in the position to make more than just what we handled off the streets. If we let that shit go today, we would still never hurt for a damn dime for the rest of our lives, and that was reason enough for me to walk with pride.
“Yo, it's a lot of money in this room, bruh, and I bet we service most of these people in one way or another.” Jock handed me a drink. The second we walked through the door the bar was his first stop. This wasn't his type of thing, but he was never going to let Kizzie down, so he was here.
I chuckled. “You right. This where the money comes from. The street sales can't compete to the keys these people in here copping.” Again, I scanned the room in search of Nonie, but this time I found her. She was standing in the corner deep in conversation with a very beautiful woman who I assumed was the person they were hosting for, based on the way she kept looking around the room and holding her hand in the air.
She looked and dressed like a model, but from what Nonie told me about her, she never had been and was a designer trying to break into the industry.
“I see Nonie, I’m about to go holla at her for a minute.” I turned up my glass and then handed it back over to Jock.
“Don't go starting shit with her, Siah,” Jock said just before I turned to walk away.
“Mind your business, Jock,” I tossed over my shoulder as I moved across the room toward Nonie.
She was so caught up in what she was doing that she didn't even see me heading her way. I kept my eyes on her pretty ass the entire time and could feel my dick getting hard. Nonie was sexy as hell, there was no denying that, and the dress she was wearing was damn sure enhancing that. It was a caramel suede material that hooked around her neck, exposing her entire back and stopping just above her ass, which was sitting pretty. The dressed hugged her curves, stopping mid thigh. If she didn't look so good in it, I wouldn't have been upset about the fact that she was exposing what belonged to me. I really wasn't the type of man who liked to share what was precious to me, and Nonie was mine and definitely precious.
When Nonie was within reach, I moved my arms around her waist, placing them on her hips and kissed her neck while making sure my body pressed firmly against the back of hers. She turned her head slightly with a soft smile before introducing me to whoever she was talking to.
“Natalie, this is my boyfriend, Yosiah,” Nonie said, covering one of my hands with hers while I lifted the other to extended to Natalie.
Her expression dropped a little like she was confused or thinking but then she quickly smiled and accepted my hand. “Pleased to meet you, Yosiah. That’s a unique name. I’ve heard my sister mention that name before I think.” she said after releasing my hand.
I instantly felt Nonie's body tense up and she tried to pull away from me a little, but I held her in place while I searched Natalie’s face to see if she looked familiar. Unfortunately, she didn't, and I had an endless supply of women that I had encountered in my life, so there was no telling who her sister was or what my connection with her was.
“Your last name wouldn't happen to be O’day, would it?” Natalie asked. Fuck.
“Yes,” was all I said.
“Hmm, I think you’re friends with my sister, Claudia,” she said, pointing across the room. Sure enough, I laid eyes on her.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! I knew this wasn't going to go well. I had been avoiding the hell out of Claudia, but here we were at the same event and me with my newly acquired relationship on display. The fucked up part was that I had never met Claudia’s sister or I wouldn't have brought my ass here. Nonie had mentioned Natalie’s name a few times, but of course it didn't mean shit to me, so now here I was. Fucking stuck. My only saving grace was that Claudia knew I had many women, so I assumed that she wouldn't create a scene.
“You're right, I do. We’re old friends,” I said just before I kissed Nonie on the neck once more. She was pissed, but I’d deal with that later.
“Well make sure you say hello before you leave, but I bet you’re proud of this one. She and Kizzie have done an amazing job. They’ve given me everything I asked for like there were in my head. This is a big night for all of us, and I see good things coming,” Natalie said, smiling at me and then Nonie.
I couldn't really read her thoughts because it was weird as hell that she brought up her sister in front of Nonie and then turned around and sang her praises. It didn't really seem like she was trying to cause problems, but then again you never know. Women were forever on some bullshit.
I pulled Nonie’s body close to mine again, closing the space that she had created when Natalie confirmed that I knew her sister. “I am very proud, but not surprised at all. She is an amazing woman and never ceases to surprise me.”
“Well, I’ll leave you two. I need to get ready to get things started. Enjoy your evening, and again, it was a pleasure meeting you, Yosiah.” She smiled at me before focusing on Nonie. “I will chat with you later, and again, thank you for everything. This is simply amazing.”
“You're welcome.” Nonie released with a smile before Natalie turned to walked away.
“I guess I have to get used to that, huh?” Nonie pulled away and turned towards me with her pretty face balled up. Here we fucking go.
“Used to what, Pretty?”
“Used to running into to woman that you’ve fucked or that wants to fuck you?”
“Don't do that shit,” I said, grabbing her hand and pulling her with me. My eyes surveyed the room as I moved.
“Where are we going, Siah?”
I glanced over my shoulder at her but didn't say anything. When we reached hall that housed the bathrooms, I turned the handle to one of the private stalls and stepped in, pulling Nonie with me, before locking the door.
She stood glaring at me with her arms folded. Waiting.
“What?” She asked, probably assuming that I was about to discuss Laken, but that could wait. Right now I needed to fuck some sense into her so that she wouldn't be walking around with her lips poked out thinking about Claudia.
I rushed Nonie, backing her against the wall and aggressively reached under her dress, moving it up her thighs. I looked down and smiled when her thong was exposed and began rubbing my hand across it.
“Siah, stop. I’m not about to have sex with you in this bathroom. I’m supposed to be out there anyway.”
I chuckled but didn't speak. Instead, I kissed her passionately while I moved her thong to the side and slid two fingers inside her. She instinctively opened her legs just a little to give me more access, while moaning into our kiss.
That was all I needed so I grabbed the side of her thong and yanked it until I felt it rip and then move down her legs. She frowned, but didn't say anything.
“You miss me Noine?” I asked as I moved my fingers in and out of her, while using my thumb to apply pressure to her swollen clit.
Her teeth sank into her lip while her hands moved to my pants, until she undid my belt first and then my slacks.
“A little,” she said before leaning forward enough to kiss me again as her hands slid into my boxers and released me.
“A little?”
I questioned with a smirk as her hands moved up and down my shaft, which was already at its full potential. A smile crossed her pretty face before she slid down the wall, and seconds later I felt her soft warm lisps kiss the tip of my man, causing it to jump just a little before she took him completely into her mouth.
“Fuck, Pretty, I missed your ass more than a little, baby girl.” The wet, warm sensation of her lips gliding up and down my shit had me in a euphoric state. Nonie's head game was damn near perfect because she had somehow figured out how to accommodate my width and length, reaching every inch, and I loved that shit.
I started thrusting my hips slowly while griping her neck. I really wanted to grab a fist full of her hair, but I knew she would have been mad as fuck for me messing it up, so I resisted the urge and just focused on her movement. Within minutes, I felt my nut building, and as much as I tried to stop it, I couldn't. I exploded in her mouth and then she rose slowly with a grin on her face.
“Looks like you missed me more than I missed you,” she said as she tried to step around me. I guess she thought we were done. Fuck that, I was about to complicate her night because after I was done, the only thing she would be able to focus on would be feeling the after effects of this dick that I was about to give her.
Grabbing her by the waist, I turned her toward the wall, and began stroking my manhood, which was quickly coming to life again at the thought of being inside her tight wet walls.
“Siah, no, I need to get back out there.” Nonie whined while trying to pull away, but I held her in place again, forcing her dress up around her waist, before pulling her slightly toward me so that she was bent at the hips. I placed the head at her opening and pushed in just a little to give her a minute before I inflicted damage.
“Tell me to stop and I will.” I smiled, knowing good and damn well she wasn't about to stop me.
“Hurry up, Siah,” she whispered, reaching back to pull me closer.
With a chuckle, I slammed into her, causing her to yell out just a little while she used her hands to brace herself, holding onto the wall.
I lifted one of her legs to gain better access and tried to hit rock bottom with every stroke I delivered.
“Fuck, Pretty. This shit should be illegal,” I groaned as I hit her as deep as I could. The way her body molded around my throbbing member had me wanting to tap out already, and if we weren't limited for time, I would be struggling to hold on. She had a way of doing that shit to me.
A light hiss escaped her lips as she worked against my strokes, matching them with her hips. I knew she was just trying to make me cum faster, so I gave in and let it happen.
After hit bottom a few more times, I felt Nonie’s body tremble, so I pulled out and stroked my man until I exploded and it shot out, filling my hand. I knew Nonie was on birth control, but shit happened. We didn't have a condom, and I didn't want to fuck around too many times releasing in her and end up being forced to make that decision about kids.
After a few minutes, we were both back on track and at the sink cleaning up. While Nonie dried her hands she looked down at her thong which I ripped off and frowned.
“You know you were wrong for that right?”
I smiled and lifted it off the floor, sliding it into my pocket. “Chill. That shit needs to breath after the work I just put in. I know its sore to touch, so you're welcome,” I said after adjusting my pants and then washing my hands.
“I feel naked now. Like people will know.”
After I dried my hands, I pulled her into my body and kissed her lips. “They won't know shit, but I will, so keep your legs crossed and that dressed pulled down ’cause I don't want to have to fuck anyone up to going for getting a peek at what’s mine, Pretty.”
Again, she rolled her eyes but sucked her teeth. “You so damn nasty. Ain’t nobody getting a peek of anything. I know better than that.”
“Good, now let's go,” I said as I waited for her to check her appearance one last time before I opened the door.
I let her exit first and smiled because I could tell from the way she was moving that I had done my job. I felt a little bad, but shit felt good as hell, so the thought only lasted for a second. Besides, the damage was already done.
Nonie
The show went well, and Kizzie and I received enough offers to keep both of us busy for a while. Siah was working overtime to stay up under me, which I knew had something to do with whoever this Claudia chick was.
Like her sister, she was beautiful, but I’ve never been one to envy another woman. I wasn't really worried about that because I knew I wasn't to be fucked with in the looks department. I’ve never had a problem with self-esteem and I wasn't about to start now. However, it did bother me a little not knowing just how close they were.
Throughout the night, I would catch her watching us, mostly Siah, but every time our eyes meet she offered a polite smile. Shit like that irked my nerves. When a woman came at you about a man, you knew how to deal with it because her intentions were clear, but this chick was keeping it classy. She let it be known that she has had or has some kind of connection with Siah, but not once did she get out of character.
Those were the ones who you couldn't really trust, which I learned from past experiences. They didn't put on a show because they either didn't care enough or they felt secure enough that their position wasn’t threatened. Maybe she felt like me being with Siah wasn't a threat to whatever they had. Things with us and our commitment were still new, so maybe he was still playing on the side and just being really good at hiding it.
“What’s up, sis? You know I’m proud of you, right?” Jock grabbed me and pulled me into a CHASTE hug.
It was time for us to leave, and Siah was making one last trip to the bathroom before we headed home, while Kizzie went to settle up on paperwork with the people who we rented the space from
“Thank you, sir. I aim to please. I’m glad you approve,” I said with a grin after Jock let me go.
“Well, y'all did that shit, so you deserve your props.”
“And you even dressed up for the occasion. So you deserve yours too.” I eyed Jock’s attire. I had yet to mention his no Jean and Jay’s apparel this evening.
He chuckled. “Yeah, Kizzie played me with this shit, but I’m still fly as fuck so she can get that.” He looked down at his clothes and then winked at me.
“Looks good on you. Grown and sexy type vibe.” I offered up a smile before checking him about again. It was true. Jock was handsome, and of course had the body to match, so anything he wore looked good on him, but this look took things to a whole new level.
I had to admit my bro was killing the game. Siah was always in a suit or dressed at some point, so I was used to it on him, but with Jock it was new and I liked it for him.
Kizzie's horny ass loved it because I had to hear about it every chance she and I were alone tonight. How sexy her man was, and she couldn't wait to get home and let him rearrange her insides. Lord, help that child.
“Well thank you, but don't get used to it. I can't be putting all this on display. You know your girl crazy as fuck, so I don't need to do anything to attract more attention.”
That made me laugh because honestly that was almost the first thought Kizzie had. She didn't want him being on display.
“Nah, don't worry about that. She’s crazy, but you wouldn't do her like that,” I said looking up just in time to see Siah heading our way, but of course he was stopped by Claudia. His eyes moved in our direction before he hugged her and she kissed his cheek. She was all smiles as the two of them exchanged a few words.
“You know her?” I asked Jock, nodding in their direction. He knew all of Siah’s secrets, which included all of the women he dealt with.
“Who, Claudia?” he asked nonchalantly, but I could tell he was nervous about me putting him on the spot by asking.
“You called her name, so I guess that’s my answer right there.” I looked right at him, trying to read his reaction.
“Don't sweat that shit. She’s the past, Pretty, a past that you knew he had. So when he gets over here don't be all in his shit, and that right there is business now. Nothing more.”
“Business?” Kizzie asked as she walked up and joined us. “How is him being in her face business?”
“How ’bout you mind yours and don't worry about it?”
Jock grilled Kizzie and she opened her mouth to say something, but sucked her teeth instead. I laughed at her whipped ass. It didn't take long for Jock to get her in check, and it was funny as hell.
“We ready?” Siah asked, walking up behind me and sliding his arm around my waist.
After a kiss on my neck, he let his chin rest on top of my head. I so wanted to snap on him about Claudia, but I decided to save it until we were alone. No sense in making a scene, especially not around the group we were with.
Without commenting, I stepped away from him and started walking away. I caught Jock’s expression and he gave me a look that said don't start, but I ignored him and kept moving.
Siah was right behind me, but he kept his distance as he walked alongside Jock and they held a conversation about something,
My girl, of course, sensed my mood and caught up with me, looping her arm through mine as we made our way through the building.
“You good, babes?”
“I’m fine,” I stated dryly
“Noine, don't play, are you good?”
I leaned into Kizzie and offered a weak smile. “Stop stressing, I said I’m good.”
“She’s good, Kizzie,” Siah said stepping next to me once we were outside.
“I didn't ask you, I asked her.” Kizzie rolled her eyes at Siah and I laughed, because she would fight his big ass if it meant making sure I was okay.
“And he told you she was good, so let that shit go.” Jock grabbed Kizze’s chin and kissed her. When he let her go, she punched him in the chest and he smiled. “Remember that shit later, Kiz.”
