by Blue Saffire
“Girl you go and give it up to the craziest guy I know. Only you,” Queeny teased.
“Tell me about it,” I sighed. “Look, I have to go.”
“Okay, call me tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
I hung up the phone to finish in the bathroom and went back out to our table. I looked for Alex and Juan, but they were gone. Victor was propped up against our table looking twisted. I walked over to him and he wrapped his arms around my waist. He softly kissed the side of my neck and I could smell the alcohol on him.
“I’m ready to go,” he whispered in my ear.
“But you promised me ice cream,” I pouted.
“I’ll buy you some ice cream,” he took out his wallet and tossed a hundred on the table and pulled me toward the door.
When we got outside Juan and Alex were standing in front with the truck. Juan looked like he was drunk and I was hoping he was not going to drive. I looked at Alex to see if he was sober. I was relieved to see he was.
“Yo B, go get her some ice cream out that store,” Victor called to Alex.
“Yo, what I look like?”
“Come on son, I’m bent,” Victor laughed, “I think I left the waitress a hundred-dollar tip, Kid. I ain’t mean to get this twisted.”
“What kind of ice cream you want? Vanilla, chocolate?” Alex looked at me and asked.
“I want strawberry,” I chuckled because of his accent when he said vanilla and chocolate. “And I want the good stuff, no cheap ice cream.”
He smiled at me and turned to go to the store. Victor pulled me to the truck as he staggered to it and climbed in before reaching back out to pull me in. Juan jumped in the passenger side up front. Victor reached for my legs and pulled them onto his lap as we waited.
Alex climbed into the truck shortly after and reached the ice cream to me. I took the bag from him and looked inside, then I turned to Victor and frowned. He raised his eyebrow in question and started to rub my legs.
“What, Ma-me?” he quizzed.
“What am I supposed to eat it with? It’s going to melt.”
“No, it won’t,” he laughed, “we’ll be home in a minute.”
He leaned toward me and started to kiss me to distract me. He was really touchy feely. I was slapping his hands down trying to keep him from groping me in the back seat of the truck. After like ten minutes, we came to a complete stop and Alex turned the truck off as he started to get out. I looked around to see we were in a garage.
“Where are we?”
“Home,” Victor answered and moved to get out of the car.
Alex had come around and opened my door for me. Juan was sitting on the back of the truck looking like he was going to be sick. Alex helped me out of the truck as he held the door open. He was staring at me, looking me up and down. I stared up into his eyes and tilted my head at him.
“You shouldn’t look at me like that. He might not like that,” I whispered. He laughed and closed the car door behind me.
“I gotta take a leak,” Victor yelled.
“Yo B, you can wait, we’ll be upstairs in a minute,” Juan said and started for the elevator.
“Taliyah, Baby, walk a little faster,” Victor called as he made it to the elevator.
Alex put his hand on the small of my back and pushed me along. I looked up at him and caught myself. I should not be looking at him the way I know was either. I tried to walk up, but my feet were hurting from waiting so long for Victor earlier. When I got in the elevator, Victor pulled me into his arms as he danced around behind me.
“Yo, this elevator is on extra slow. I gotta go,” Victor complained like a little child as the elevator ascended.
Alex and Juan were chuckling at him. I was just hoping he wasn’t drunk enough to go on me. The elevator doors opened to an apartment and Victor pushed me out into it. He let me go and went running for one of the rooms on the left side of the apartment.
It was a really nice apartment. The elevator led out into the living room, where the first thing you saw was the huge flat screen on the wall. In front of the TV was an ivory colored couch, flanked by a matching love seat on the right and two matching sofa chairs on the left. There were two large windows, one on either side of the TV. The room was painted a nice warm beige color and the drapes on the windows were a heavy red.
There was a deep red rug under the coffee table that had a white base with a glass top. There were remote controls resting on the table next to some DVD cases. Next to them, there was an ashtray and a couple of lighters. The room had an open feel to it.
Alex motioned for me to follow him. He walked over to the kitchen and went into one of the drawers to get me a spoon. The kitchen was really nice. You could look into the living room from it.
The appliances all looked brand new, they were stainless steel. The kitchen floors were hardwoods. They looked like they could be a mahogany colored bamboo material.
The walls in the kitchen were a nice sea blue color. It was nice and calming. I couldn’t help but wonder who decorated the place. I seriously doubt it was one of the three I came here with. The kitchen did not look like it was used for cooking much. It was too clean and there were no pots to be seen.
Alex had rinsed off the spoon and handed it to me. I took it and opened the ice cream to start eating it. Alex was staring at me again in a way I knew Victor wouldn’t like.
“I’m serious, Alex, he is not going to like that,” I whispered.
“I thought you were smarter than this,” he started. “You are either very trusting or not half as smart as I thought.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” I grumbled and frowned at him. I was a little wounded.
“You came here with us. You don’t know what we will do to you. What if we try to hurt you?” His question had sincerity in it as if he really wanted me to be more careful.
“I can take you and Victor’s scrawny butt,” I teased. “Juan, I may need to grab something to take him down.” I was joking, but a part of me knew Alex was right.
This was not one of my better decisions in life. I had to be crazy. I should have at least told someone where I was going, but I didn’t know myself. I felt a little silly as Alex started to point it out. I was putting myself in unnecessary danger.
“So, you are just trusting then.” He was smiling at me, but not releasing that look from his face. He looked as if he wanted to come close enough to me to kiss me, or something. I may not have had boyfriends, but I was looked at enough to tell that type of look.
“No, I don’t trust anyone.”
“You two have something in common then.” He laughed to himself and his face turned to a reflective expression.
“Can he trust you?”
“With his life, I could ask you the same thing,” Alex returned with a raised eyebrow.
“I am not the one staring at his girlfriend.”
“I can look. I just won’t touch. Besides, I saw you first, I have a right to look.”
I started to say something else, but Victor appeared and wrapped his arms around me. Alex laughed and stopped staring the way he was. I continued to eat my ice cream while Victor kissed my neck.
I was a little embarrassed as goose bumps started to cover my skin. I wasn't sure if it was the touch of Victor's lips, or the sight of Alex standing before me, but I could feel my breath hitch as his arms tighten around me. Victor reached for my hand and started to pull me with him.
“Wait, I want to eat my ice cream,” I protested.
He turned and snatched the ice cream from the counter. “We both can, let’s go.”
He pulled me to the room he ran into before and closed the door behind us. The room was huge with what looked like a king-sized bed in the middle of it. There were matching dressers on either sides of the room and in front of the bed there was a large flat screen TV mounted to the wall. Victor placed the ice cream on the end table and pulled me down on the bed. He had a huge smile on his face as he pulled my shoes from my feet.
I laid there watching him as he ran his hands up my legs. I never paid too much attention before, but Victor really is good looking. He had taken off his shirt and shoes before he came back out to the kitchen. His body is even really nice. I have to admit Victor is very sexy. Once again, he was moving so smoothly I barely noticed his touch, he was pulling my underwear from under my dress as he stared into my eyes. I was a little nervous not being half drunk this time.
Once he tossed my underwear to the floor, he climbed over me to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him. He was laughing as I started to pant under him.
“I’m sorry Ma-me, I ain’t mean to get this bent. You know I’m not letting you go nowhere no time soon?” he moaned.
“Victor, I have to go home, I can’t stay here all night.”
“Taliyah, this is home,” he said softly in my ear.
“For you maybe,” I tried to say in between his kisses, “not for me.”
“Yes, for you, Baby. You’re moving in, you can go get the things you need tomorrow, but I’m taking you shopping. Your clothes is cute and all, but that stuff is cheap. You need to step it up to be with me.”
“Victor, I can’t just move in with you,” I said pushing him off me.
“Why not?” The look on his face was incredulous, as if I told him the world was over.
“Because that doesn’t make sense.”
“Yes, it does. You my girl, I don’t bring just anybody here. I don’t like having to call you and you not answering. I want you when I feel like it. You ain’t living like this in the Towers.”
“Victor.”
“Shh. Come here, Taliyah,” he said and pulled me on top of him.
He pulled my dress over my head and rolled our bodies till he was over me again. He reached for the ice cream and spooned some onto my stomach. I forgot all about what we were talking about.
His hands felt soft and strong as they squeezed my thighs and he licked the ice cream off my stomach. When it was all gone, he sucked my skin to make sure he got every drop. Before I knew it, he was on top of me with my leg around his back.
“You have protection,” I asked as I pushed at his chest to stop him.
“No, not with you,” he said as he reached for my hands and pulled them over my head leaning down to kiss me.
“Victor, I’m not on the pill.”
“So, I take care of mine. You don’t have to worry about that.”
“When was the last time you were tested?” I blurted out.
“I’m clean, Mama. Like last month. You the first I ever went raw with,” he said as if that was supposed to reassure me.
“Wait…”
“Taliyah,” he moaned in my ear.
I gripped his hands as he entered me and started to moan back. It wasn’t as painful as the first time, but there was still a little bite and need for me to adjust to his size. As Victor started to kiss me and I started to really relax.
“That’s it, Baby,” Victor moaned as my hips started to move on their own.
“Mmm,” I startled myself as a loud moan left my lips.
“You like that? I’ve been thinking about this pussy since I made it mine,” Victor grunted.
“Victor,” I whispered as he lunged deep and dipped his head to suck on one of my breasts.
With each thrust of his hips I could feel my core becoming more and more slick. I pulled my legs back, wanting more of him. Victor didn’t disappoint. He released my nipple from his mouth to look up at me. Victor’s hips rolled as he stroked into me fast, then started to stroke into me a slower, only to pick up the pace again.
My head started to thrash back and further as I whimpered out in pleasure. It felt so good. I had to bite my lip to keep from really moaning out loud.
“Sí, Mama,” Victor moaned. “¿Qué puede hacer tu Poppy por ti?”
“What?” I groaned back. I had no idea what he just said to me.
Victor chuckled and shook his head. “I said what can your Poppy do for you?”
“I…I don’t know,” I whimpered. “It feels so good.”
Victor growled and moved to pull out of my body. “Get on your hands and knees,” he barked out the command huskily. I scooted out from under him and did as he asked. “Spread your legs wider, Mama.”
I did and just as I settled Victor thrust back inside me. He reached between my legs to strum my clit and started to pump my body hard. I reached out to plant my hands on the headboard.
I got lost in the sound of him grunting behind me, the slipping of skin, his dick sliding through my soak passage and my own tiny whimpers. When my pussy walls started to pulse and ripple around him I was at a loss.
My body couldn’t take anymore or so I thought. I tried to slide my body away from him, but Victor grabbed my hips and continued to rock into me. He was back to cursing in Spanish, words I knew from hearing them come from Queeny’s mouth.
“Damn, come like that for me again,” Victor groaned.
He moved back to sit on his heels and pulled my body to sit in his lap. His arms wrapped under my arms and over my shoulders, pulling me back against his chest. I could feel his warm breath against my ear and smell the alcohol he’d drank at dinner.
“Come on, Ma-me, bounce on that dick,” Victor encouraged.
I mustered up the energy to move up and down. Victor used his arms and guided me. His warm mouth latched onto my neck as he sucked at my skin. I didn’t think I could come again, but I did, hard. This time Victor came with me.
Little did I know, he wasn’t finished. He wasn’t kidding about me not leaving anytime soon. If I thought we were together a long time the first time, I was mistaken. He must have burned off that whole bottle he drank.
Once again, I tried to move away after we were both fully sated, but Victor pulled me back to him. Only this time, he didn’t go to sleep. Victor hugged me tightly to him and rubbed my back. I had no choice but to snuggle into him.
“Go get me some water,” he ordered and slapped my butt.
“No!”
“Why don’t you listen?” he grumbled in my ear.
“I’m listening. You just not saying nothing.”
He looked at me for a long time, then narrowed his eyes. He sat up a little on his elbows and pecked my cheek. “Taliyah, can you please go get me some water, Baby.”
“Okay,” I replied and kissed him.
He laughed and fell back on the bed. I slid out from under the covers and picked up his shirt he had tossed over a chair in the room. I put on the shirt before going into the living room.
Juan was knocked out on the couch, but I did not see Alex. When I got to the kitchen I grabbed a glass and filled it with the dispenser on the refrigerator door. I drank the first glass, then filled it again and went back to the room.
I climbed on the bed next to Victor and gave him the water. He chugged the water down and placed the glass on the end table. He reached for me and pulled me down on to his chest. I started to giggle as he pulled me back under the covers and took off his shirt I was wearing.
“Taliyah, I think you got me falling in love with you,” he said sincerely.
I was shocked to hear those words come out of his mouth. I wasn’t sure how to respond for a few seconds. I had a million things running through my head.
I laughed and slid my arms around him. “Victor you don’t know how to love me,” I teased.
“That’s why you’re gonna teach me, Ma-me.”
The look on his face was one of yearning, like he really wanted me to teach him how to love. It made me curious. I wanted to figure Victor out.
“Is that right? Why me, Victor?”
“I don’t know, I guess cause you the first to tell me no. You said you knew who I was and you still said no. Plus you smart. I don’t mess with smart girls, not that I don’t want to. I guess I be scared to, but you’re different. I feel like I can be me with you, like I can make mistakes and you won’t look down on me.”
“Reall
y, you got all that in a week,” I teased.
“Hey, I have to think fast and make fast decisions.”
“About that, is this what you plan to do forever?” For me, Victor being a dealer was one of my biggest turnoffs.
“It’s all I know. I mean Alex has a chance. And I do all the stuff he tells me to so I can get out someday, but what am I going to do then?” He said it as if he was really asking himself something he thinks about often.
“What do you love to do?”
“Make money,” he laughed. “Take care of my family.”
“You can’t make money or take care of your family from a grave or a jail cell Victor.”
“True story, Alex and Juan are all the family I have and I made sure I set them up in case something ever happens to me. Alex don’t have to worry about school, that’s paid for and I put away for him to be alright for a minute.”
“But why live like that?”
“It’s the only choice I had. I am good at it. I’ve been on my own for a long time. I had to do something to survive. I took care of my peoples so they could do other stuff. I guess it will be my turn someday.” I lifted up to look into his face. He looked sad like he felt left behind or something. He was really nice when he was like this.
“So, when it’s your turn, what do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, I want a real family you know and to travel. I think I might be good at school. I like to build stuff. You know, like an architect.”
“It’s not too late you can still do that,” I offered.
“Yeah, maybe.”
“Don’t say maybe. I told you no and you still got me.”
He looked in my eyes when I said that, he reached for my face to kiss me. His kiss was really sincere and sweet. He wrapped his arms around me and really hugged me. I felt like I understood Victor a little more. He felt responsible for La Mafia and taking care of them all, especially Alex. Everyone saw him as being so mean and crazy, but he was just focused on taking care of the family.
I was just afraid that somehow I was becoming a part of that family. I didn’t want to be anywhere near it, but here I was at the center of it. Victor was dead serious about me moving in and everyone knows Victor gets what he wants. I didn’t know how it happened, but I was what he wanted. What was scaring me was the fact that the more I was with him the more I wanted him too.
