If I Was Your Woman: A BBW Camden Love Story
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“You forgave me last year when we started fucking around again, so miss me with that lame ass excuse Camille.”
“Since you know everything you tell me why we still ain't together if it’s not because you cheated and lied?”
"Man go head with the bullshit. You supposed to be this strong ass chick but you worried about how ya moms and everyone else gonna feel if they knew we got back together, that shit wack as hell."
"Maybe if hoes weren’t still calling your phone I would feel comfortable telling my family, I'm not trying to look stupid again!"
"Man you mad because that bitch sent a pic to my phone, but how am I supposed to prevent that, I've been single for two years!" Mark said getting upset.
"Your right and it’s crazy for me to break up with you and expect for you not to be with anyone but it still hurts to know that I haven't given my body to anyone ever and you can no longer say the same thing.”
"Look if I get a new personal phone will that make things better? It's like a new start," he asked sincerely.
"Yeah that’s a start Mark. I trust you with my life but not with my heart because of something you did and if we are gonna work on this then you're gonna have to be patient with me," I said honestly.
"Aight I can do that Cam. I’m sorry for hurting you in the past but I swear I’m a different man now. I've grown up and I know what I want," he said speaking with so much passion and conviction it caused chills to run down my spine.
"I know bae, I see the change in you and I’m proud of you," I said getting up and straddling his lap. K Michelle “V.S.O.P” could be heard in the background as I kissed him with all the passion and love I had in me. This man was my world. As I slid on his dick, time stood still."Hmmmm damn," I moaned as I bounced up and down on his dick slowly.
"Damn bae this pussy so tight," Mark said with his lust filled deep voice.
"Don’t hurt me ok,” I said on the verge of cuming as tears threatened to fall.
"I swear on my life I got you, I'll never hurt you again," he promised gripping my hips. He began to fuck me with so much passion. I was on top but he definitely was in control now.
"Ya ass better not leave me again," he said while standing up and walking us over to the bed while still slowly fucking me. My pussy was soaking wet slapping and squishing was all that could be heard as he fucked me hard and deep.
"Damn bae I’m about to cum please cum with me daddy!" I yelled.
"You gonna have my baby?" he asked while pounding, I was about to cum so I couldn't answer. He stopped fucking me and when I opened my eyes his eyes were piercing through to my soul.
"Why you stop Mark?" I snapped.
"I want you to have my baby, this ain't sex talk its real, now will you have my baby?"
"Yes bae I'll have your baby! Now stop talking and fuck me!" I snapped.
Ramming back into me hard he said "This what you wanted huh?"
"Shit yes, yes fuck me!" I screamed. I felt him in my guts so I tried to scoot back.
"Naw where you going, you wanted this dick now take it. You my bad bitch I know you can take it!" he said licking my neck while grabbing my perky breast. Him sucking my nipples sent me over the edge and I started matching his thrusts until he filled me with his seeds.
"Damn I love you Camille," he said kissing my forehead, my nose, and then my lips.
"I love you too bae," I said snuggling up close to him. I used the remote to turn up the radio. Mariah Carey ft. Ne-Yo’s soulful voice boomed through the speakers.
Lightning don't strike the same place twice, when you and I said goodbye I felt the angels cry, true loves a gift we let it slip in the storm now every night I feel the angels cry.
I wiped the tears that fell from my eyes, they weren't sad tears. I'm glad Mark loved me enough to change and I’m glad I loved him enough to forgive him. It was then I knew I was going to tell the world he was my man, fuck what they had to say. I looked over at a sleeping Mark and kissed him. Before I could get to sleep, I heard Mark's phone ringing nonstop, instead of being untrustworthy and looking to see who was blowing him up, I woke him up.
"Babe your phone ringing off the hook!" I said shaking him. He grabbed his phone and quickly answered it. Once I heard it wasn't a chick I relaxed, until I heard him say Shante’s name.
"Babe what's wrong with Shante?" I said while straddling his lap. He ran down what happened and I was definitely ready to go back to Camden so I could console my friend. I jumped out of bed and prepared to get dressed until he stopped me.
"Bae calm down my cuz making sure she good, you know he got her."
"But she needs me," I said on the verge of tears.
"I know but by the time we get back out there she'll be asleep and you got to work tomorrow, I promise you she's good," he said pulling me back to bed. Grabbing my phone I saw that Shante had texted me. I texted her for a couple minutes and I was pissed. I can't believe she's at a hotel with Kasan’s ass. Don't get me wrong I love Kasan, but he’s a dog and he’s been messing with my cousin off and on for years. I don't fuck with my cousin like that at all so if I thought he would treat my bestie right I would be all for it, but I know better and I don't see this ending well at all. It may seem like I'm just hating or mad but I swear I just don't want her to get hurt like I did. I was pissed but I still managed to go to sleep now that I knew my bestie was good. The next morning I made sure to tell Mark about my conversation with Shante.
"Man this some bullshit; tell ya hoe ass cousin to stay away from my bestie. We both know what kinda dude he is when it comes to the bitches. Shante ain't even his type, look at the bitches we seen him with over the years, my cousin hoe ass included. I love my bestie and hands down I know she give these bitches a run for their money but he like them ratchet chicks he can hit and run. She has a lot going for herself, she don't need his bullshit," I vented to Mark.
"Yo mind ya business babe, you her friend, not her boss. She a grown ass woman and he a grown ass man, I'm telling you now stay out of that shit!" he said sternly.
"But babe!" I whined.
"But babe nothing. You mad she at a hotel with him cuz he a thug, but I’m a thug and you just got done getting fucked in a hotel by this thug, don't be a hypocrite," he said kissing my forehead. I knew he was right and maybe I was overstepping my bounds but she's my girl and I've always protected her, I just can't let him hurt her. She needs to stick to her plan of putting these niggas on ice until she finishes school. She's not like me, I'm not going to school, hell I barely made it out of high school and I've loved Mark since I could remember, but that's me. I was born to be a hustler's wife and I've accepted that, but there's so much more to Shante than that. She's going to get a college degree and make something of herself, not be the pretty face behind a thug and imma make sure of that.
"Bae let’s go you got work in a couple hours," he said shaking me out of my thoughts.
"Aight let me hop in the shower then I'll be ready to head back to Camden," I said sadly dreading going back, this really was a much needed getaway. Once we showered, we made our way back to the hood.
Chapter 4
(Kasan)
Damn I’m really feeling Shante now. I've always thought she was a pretty girl, but damn I wasn't even sure if that was her at the club, she looked different. I remember when I first met her I had just came here from NY; I was ready to take Jersey by storm. I recruited my little cuz Mark that nigga was hungry as hell and it showed. So not only was he my cousin, but he worked hard. He was a beast when it came to shooting his guns so cousin or not I would have definitely recruited that nigga. He had him a lil ride or die jawn named Camille, I could see she really loved his knucklehead ass but you know he had to learn on his own just how good he had it with her.
"Yo cuz," I said dapping Mark.
"What’s up?"
"Shit Tee supposed to be back with that shipment tonight."
"Aight good, did you order more than last time because them things moving," Mark said.
"Indeed. But yo my girl cooking dinner at my house, she bringing her best friend so I’m bringing ya ass."
"What the fuck, why she bringing her girl like this some double date shit, you know I fuck with Cammy cousin."
"Yeah she knows but her friend ain't off all that. She goes to college, she on some genius type shit. Cammy told me she ain't never even had a boyfriend before."
"Word?" I asked becoming interested.
"Yeah she’s different; I've known her as long as I've known Cam. She bad as hell but she a little on the big side, wear baggy clothes and shit like that but you can see she hiding a donkey under them clothes," Mark said laughing.
"Yo how you checking out ya girl best friend yous a nasty nigga. Bad enough you cheating on her, she gonna fuck you up," I said shaking my head.
"Fuck outta here. All these hoes know what it is, Cammy wifey them bitches is just pussy. But Shante cool as shit, I don't look at her like that."
"Aight nigga keep playing with fire ya ass gonna get burned literally. Nigga you gonna catch the herpes," I said laughing.
"Yeah whatever nigga just be there!" he yelled hopping into his car. I got to Mark’s house at eight o'clock and that shit smelled like love. Hell a nigga ain't had a home cooked meal in days since I've been too busy to go to my mom’s house. I knocked on the door and Camille answered.
"Hey big head," she said hugging me. See I love Cammy she was like a little sister to me that’s why I kept trying to tell my dumb ass cousin to stop fucking around.
"What’s up lil mama?"
"Shit come on let me introduce you to my bestie," she said grabbing my arms. Walking into the living room Shante was sitting on the couch with her face in her phone.
"Shante this is Mark’s older cousin Kasan," Camille said introducing us. She didn't even look up she waved like we were bothering her, she definitely wasn't a thirsty hoe.
"Damn Shante you so rude say hi or something. Put that damn phone down, you all into that kindle."
"Shut up bitch reading is fundamental!" Shante said finally looking up and laughing. Damn she was gorgeous. Mark was right, even with the oversized shirt and sweatpants. She had her hair in a bun on the top of her head with reading glasses on, yeah she was a little bigger but to me it was in all the right places, plus she had a beautiful smile.
"I'm Shante," she said reaching her hand out for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you, I’m Kasan," I said stuck as hell. We just stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Talk about love at first sight. The moment I saw her I knew I had to have her. Breaking our awkward stare, she decided to talk first.
"Well I apologize for being rude I was almost done my book and I had to finish," Shante said laughing.
"You good ma no harm done."
"Aight well let me go check on this food," she said walking away. I stole a glance at her ass and got damn that thing was sitting up even in sweatpants.
"Oh so she the one that cooked," I whispered to Mark.
"Hell yeah Cammy ass can't cook toast," he said laughing.
"Punk ass nigga I heard that!" Camille screamed.
"I'm just playing bae," he said kissing her.
"Uh huh that's what imma say later on tonight when you want some," Cammy said laughing.
"Can y’all not talk about sex while we eat," Shante said making the plates.
"Oh you just mad cause you ain't never got none," Camille said laughing.
"Whatever hoe I’m proud I ain't gonna be sixteen and pregnant, I gotta graduate school first."
"Bye Felicia that's what they got birth control and condoms for, to prevent that," Cammy said laughing.
"There is no birth control or condom that’s 100 percent effective, so I'm not worried about any dudes right now."
I could dig that fly shit she was talking. I could admire a girl that ain't out dick hunting and partying to fit in. She was her own person and I could understand that but be real ain't no grown man trying to chase a virgin. Not no rich, hustling, making dough nigga at least. I could have any chick I want so why waste my time on a chick that ain't fucking. So I put her on the back burner, she was cute and all but way too much work. I promised myself that I would make her mine, maybe not right now, but eventually. We all ate dinner talked a little bit but that was the end of that.
I didn't expect for all that shit to go down last night. I couldn't believe that nigga had the nerve to try to rape her. I wasn't expecting to see one of my workers when I kicked her door in. I thought maybe she walked in on some crazy burglar. To find out not only was this nigga giving my fucking product out in exchange for sex, but he was also a rapist, that shit had me heated and that nigga deserved what he got. I'll never forget the way my pops used to wail on my mom for every fucking little thing. He would take her money so we never had food or clothes. When I was a youngin I was fed up with me and my brothers not having shit and linked up with this old head Carlos in Brooklyn, he taught me how to be smart. I didn't need to be a flashy nigga, my ride was nice but I could afford better, I could afford the best but I was cool with what I had. Once I got put on, I saved up all my money, so while niggas was driving hot shit I was cool with my pre-owned Honda. It wasn't a Lexus, but it wasn't fucked up either. I never understood how niggas got three luxury cars, tons of jewelry, but lived with their mom in the hood. I'm a businessman; all that fancy shit don't do shit for me. When my moms told me my grandmother was sick three years ago, we made the move to Jersey, since then I've expanded my business. I got the cheapest and the purest product in Jersey and Philly. A nigga was moving up and soon I would retire passing everything to Mark. My phone rang bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Yo what’s up cuz?" I said to my cousin.
"Shit checking on Shante for Cammy. She been tripping out since last night when you called."
"Yo she good, I think she sleep though." I could hear his girl in the background asking to speak to me.
"Give her the phone, it’s cool," I said to Mark laughing.
"Man I told you she fucking tripping," Mark said
"I ain't fucking tripping!" she screamed at Mark.
"What’s this about you got her in a hotel room and shit. I love you Kasan but we all know you a thot just like ya thot ass cousin!" Cammy said snapping.
"Yo chill out lil sis ain't nothing happen with me and her I was just looking out," I told her only half the truth, she didn't have to know I was feeling Shante.
"Aight let’s keep it like that Kasan. She a good girl, she don't need ya drama. Ain't you still fucking my cousin Keisha anyways?" she said with an attitude.
"Yo I said chill the fuck out, I ain't thinking bout ole girl like that, she cool as hell but she a friend. And as far as me and your crazy ass cousin goes, she keep coming back to me even though she knows I can't give her what she wants.”
"I ain't mean to snap on you but Shante is about to graduate school, she isn’t a street girl, she doesn't need any of the distractions or pain that comes with dating a thug," she said with pain evident in her voice.
"Well ain't you fucking a dope boy right now, don't be a hypocrite Cammy," I said calling her out.
"Now you sound like ya cousin. Yeah I fuck with a dope boy and look where it got me. I don't want that for my bestie, can't you respect that Kasan?"
"Yeah I can, don't worry lil sis I got you real talk," I promised. Cammy is right, I know me and her come from two different worlds and I'm no good for her.
"Aight sis tell my cousin imma hit him up later."
"Okay tell my bestie I said to text me when she get up."
"I got you," I said hanging up. I went to take a shower when I looked up and saw Shante sitting up on the bed looking pissed.
"Good morning sleepy head," I said smiling.
"Good morning Kasan," she replied, looking
different.
"You good?"
"Naw not really," she said sounding hurt. I sat next to her on the bed.
"Aight talk to me lil mama."
"I don't appreciate y’all talking about me like I'm some fucking child!" she snapped.
"Yo lower your tone and lose the attitude. I apologize and you're right, but Cammy just looking out for you."
"You’re right Kasan. Well at least I know you're just not that into me," she said putting her head down.
"Lift your head up beautiful. I'm a hood nigga, I never been the faithful type. Truth is I like you and I don't want to hurt you," I said honestly.
"That’s cool, I can appreciate your honesty and the fact that you're not attempting to lead me on, I can respect that. I think we are gonna be the best of friends," she said smiling.
"Indeed, I look forward to that. Shit I think we already off to a good start," I replied. Honestly, this is the most fun I’ve had with a female not involving fucking. She’s cool as shit, part of me is glad we just gonna be friends.
"Aight well lets shower and go to breakfast then I can take you home," I said getting up.
"Cool," she said getting up and heading to the bathroom. I was hypnotized by how good she looked in my t-shirt; damn she was bad as hell.
Chapter 5
(Shante)
I know I told Kasan that I wouldn’t go to work, but I couldn't help it, I needed the money. When I got to work, Cam wasted no time questioning me about what happened last night with Kasan and I told her the truth.
"I was feeling him at first but he made it clear that he just wants to be friends. I can honestly say I like him as a person and we had fun last night."
"Okay good because he isn’t what you need, he's a dog," she said with an attitude.
"I thought you liked him Cam?" I said while folding clothes.
"I do like him hell I love him he's like a big brother to me, but you're also my sister and I refuse to see you hurt. If I have to choose between you and him, then hands down it’s you," she said honestly.