"Damn. I know what you mean." I shook my head at the thought. I couldn’t imagine doing what I was doing right now and being pregnant. Even though she wasn’t too far along, it still made you tired.
"What about yours?" she asked, chewing the chips.
I exhaled heavily, "It’s been a lot, and then Kendreeis is never here to help me with the baby. I literally only see him after like 2 am when he sliding in the bed cuddling behind me. Is Kendrick out that late?" I asked, hoping she said yes.
"Yeah sometimes, it's frustrating," she replied.
Thank God, cause if Kendreeis was pretending to be handling business until two and three in the morning, I would be furious and a whole bunch of other shit.
We finished eating, and decided to watch Married to Medicine. When it was done, we decided to channel surf before resorting to Netflix. We arrived to the news channel, and stopped immediately.
"Promising basketball star Michael Lodenn, has been missing for months now. Lodenn was attending Morgan State University on a basketball scholarship, and had many NBA teams interested in him. He went missing months ago, and has yet to be discovered," the newscaster said.
Nic and I watched as video footage of Michael playing in his college games played. We were stunned, but I couldn't help but notice I was a bit more stunned than her.
"A couple months before Lodenn's disappearance, his mother says he was seeing a therapist for depression. Apparently, he had broken up with his long time girlfriend, and it seemed to take a toll on him. His parents say that he began displaying unusual behavior, like not showing up to practices, games, family dinners, and staying out until all hours of the morning. Police are suspecting that Lodenn committed suicide in a location unfamiliar to his loved ones. His apartment showed no signs of a break in or kidnapping. Our prayers are with Mr. Lodenn's family. It would be such a loss to Morgan State and the NBA league as well, if he isn’t found. Lodenn is 20 years old," the newscaster finished and pursed her lips. I cut the TV off and looked at Nic, who refused to look at me.
"Nic."
"Okay, okay. Some months back, Michael kidnapped me, beat me, and raped me," she finally spoke up, looking me in my eyes.
"What! What the fuck Nic?! When wa-" I chimed in, cutting her off.
"Wait, Morgan! It was while Kendrick was in a coma. When he woke up, he went after him and killed him," she said, looking down.
"Why didn't you tell me, Nic?" I asked with tears welling up. I couldn't believe this happened to her, and to know she was all alone broke my heart. I scooted closer to her so she could lay her head on my shoulder.
"I knew you would tell Dreeis, and he would’ve killed Michael. I wanted to do it on my own, but Kendrick woke up unexpectedly, and demanded to know what happened to my face. When I told him, he literally snatched the IV out his arm, and went after him," she cried and chuckled a bit.
"It's okay Nic. I’m sorry this happened to you," I said, shaking my head and smiling at the thought of Kendrick’s crazy ass. This nigga Michael was out of his fucking mind. It's crazy how you never really know people.
We sat and talked for the rest of the night, until Kendreeis came home and she left. Dreeis had Dice follow her home. I couldn't believe what happened to her and it made me so sad.
"Home early, I see," I said as I put the food away.
"Don’t start," was all he said, and went upstairs.
I finished putting up the food, and went upstairs to the bedroom. He wasn't in there, so I knew he was in the room with Kaleeini. I changed into my pajamas, and turned the TV on in the room. Thirty minutes later, he walked into the room and went straight to shower. What the fuck? Only reason he is showering is cause he just fucked a bitch! I was so mad waiting for him to get out that my leg was shaking.
After what seemed like forever, he walked out in just boxers with his dreads were down. He was so gorgeous. His sexy light caramel skin glistened, and his abs were perfectly etched in his abdomen. I could see his dick print through his boxers, and it made my mouth water.
"What you watching?" he asked, putting lotion on his strong arms and standing in front of the TV.
Fuck the lala, "Are you cheating on me? Just be honest, please," I said, getting straight to the point.
"What?!" he said, turning around frowning. His green eyes darkened in color. They were like mood rings, telling me he was slightly upset.
"Are. You. Chea-ting. On. Me," I said slowly since he was hard of fucking hearing. I cut the TV off, cause I needed to hear this loud and clear.
"Hell nah, I'm not! I've never cheated on you during this whole relationship, why would I start now?" he said, smiling and showing his perfect white teeth. I was gon’ fuck him before I left if he was cheating, that’s for sure.
"You always out late as fuck! And then now you hopped in the shower soon as you got here!" I said, trying to hold back tears. This shit always happened. Stuff would be good, and then nigga's got tired of you, and started fucking around. This is exactly why I didn't want a relationship. All these niggas was the same.
He exhaled heavily, and walked over to me. He sat down and put my feet in his lap to massage them. He always did that when I was pregnant, and I loved it.
"Morgan, calm down baby. I have no reason to cheat on you, nor do I want to. I just asked you to marry me, and we just had a baby. I’m happy as hell right now," he said, looking into my eyes. "Ma, I promised you the first time we hung out, I would never do you like that," he continued.
I finally let the tears fall, while staring at him to see if he was lying. "Let me see your phone," I said sternly.
He paused and bit his lip, "You lucky I love your ass," he finally said, and got up to get me his phone. “Give me a kiss, and I will give it to you,” he said, standing over me with his phone in his hand as I was sitting on the bed. I didn’t respond, and he leaned down to kiss my lips. I moved a bit, and he landed on half of my mouth and half of my cheek. He laughed and handed it to me.
I looked in his phone, and went straight to his texts messages as he sat my feet back in his lap to massage them. I saw some from Kendrick, Kendon, Kayden, Jules, Maurice, Ricky, and Damien. I then saw some from Candace’s wack ass, some bitch named Ivy, Lisa, and another chick named Tamia, but they all had no responses from him. Thank God. I checked his call log and pretty much saw the same thing. These bitches calling him knowing he has a family pissed me off. Luckily they were in red, meaning he didn't answer. I checked his Instagram DM, and it was full of unread messages. I clicked on one and saw a pussy shot. What the fuck! But that’s what my ass gets. I quickly hit the home button and clicked his email icon, and it took me to setup.
"You don't have email?" I frowned.
"Hell nah, fuck I need an email for?" he smiled, still massaging my feet.
I broke into tears, feeling dumb as hell. "I’m sorry Kendreeis! I know you're tired of me acting like this. It's just I'm not used to things going good like this for so long. I’m sorry, babe, I promise I'm not gonna act like this no more. It's just with me just having the baby, and you being gone all the time, I thought you didn't love me anymore," I sobbed, embarrassed as fuck.
He stopped massaging my feet, and pulled me into his lap.
"Don't cry ma, I understand. But it's the opposite. After the baby, I'm more in love with you. I don't like being away from you all night, but I have to in order to protect you and your friends. I can't let this nigga get y'all. He is giving us a run for our fucking money right now. He's killed a couple of our people, has robbed a couple houses, and we can't seem to find him. So I'm sorry babe that I'm gone, and haven't helped you with the baby much, but I'm gonna try to wake up earlier, so we can have more time together before I leave. I need to balance this shit, especially if I'm gonna be your husband one day," he said, looking in my eyes with his fine ass.
"I’m sorry baby. No, don't worry about me and Kaleeini right now, just do what you have to do," I smiled. I didn't want to stress him out. I didn't realize it was so much shit happening with him. I felt
like a bitch for pressing him.
"Nah that's not an option. I’m gonna do better. I love you and Kaleeini, and I want to make sure I make you happy like I promised you I would. Plus you've made me so happy by agreeing to be my wife, having my son, and being able to cook, clean, and be in school. I love you with yo perfect ass," he smiled, biting his lip. His emerald eyes sparkled and lightened up. I knew that meant he was happy.
I laughed and he wiped my tears. "I love you too, Kendreeis." He dipped his tongue in my mouth and removed my pajama top. "
You look just as good as before," he said, eyeing my body.
He turned me over onto my back, and removed my pajama shorts and underwear. He climbed in between my legs and kissed me hard. He kissed my neck and collarbone. He stopped at my breasts, and sucked on my nipples while cupping my breasts. He kissed in between them, and trailed his tongue all the way down to my belly button. He stuck his tongue in my belly button and bit my flat stomach. I chuckled a bit, cause it tickled. I loved when he did that shit. He looked up at me and smiled, then continued to kiss my body with his soft lips.
"Ahh," I moaned softly, arching my back.
He planted kisses all the way down and lifted my leg. He planted more kisses on my inner thighs, then dived into my pussy. He flicked his tongue over, and sucked on my clit hard. He pushed my legs back, and licked and sucked every part of my shit. He dipped his tongue in my hole, and I came hard all over his mouth. He continued as if I hadn't.
"Daddy, you so good at this," I moaned, propping myself up on my elbows to get a good view.
He didn't say a word as he made me cum again. I hopped up and pushed him on the bed. I planted kisses down his chiseled chest and six-pack.
"Your lips are so soft," he moaned softly.
I kept going until I reached his dick, and teased the tip by licking and sucking on it. I deep throated him, letting my saliva release freely. I bobbed up and down slowly, and then sped up as I massaged his balls. He grabbed my head and softly guided me up and down his shaft.
"Damn ma. Fuck. Uhhh. Ahhh," he moaned.
I slid off his dick and hummed on his balls in my mouth, making him moan loud as fuck like a bitch. I stopped and went back to sucking him up as sloppily as possible, until he busted all in my mouth. I swallowed it all, and he sat up and grabbed me up. He flipped me back on my back and rushed into me.
"Tight and wet, just like I like it," he moaned in my ear.
I was wet as hell, and the sensation caused us both to shiver. We hadn't had sex since before I had Kaleeini, due to my healing time. He stroked me good as fuck, and I bit his shoulder as he kissed my neck, making me cum hard. He grabbed my hands and pinned them over my head. He slowed down his strokes and bit my bottom lip. I pushed him onto his back, and started to ride his dick.
"Ahhh Morgan baby."
I started slow, as he grabbed onto my breasts and squeezed. I placed my hand on his six-pack and started riding him like I was on the clock. I felt his dick in my throat damn near.
"Ahhhh," I moaned.
I came all over his dick, and he flipped me on all fours. I forgot I needed a red bull before fucking him. He slid into me slow, making us both moan loud as hell. I laid my head on the pillow, making sure my ass was up.
"You already know," he said in a low tone, biting his sexy lip.
He rammed into me, and all you heard was skin smacking. He lowered down and bit my shoulder as we both came together.
"Ahhhh!" we both moaned in unison.
"Damn! I love fucking you!" he said, out of breath as he kissed my back.
"You better. Forever," I smiled.
"Let’s go to the pool," he smiled.
"Wha-" but before I could finish, he scooped my naked ass up and carried me to the pool. "Dreeis!" I screeched while laughing at him carrying me out.
He wore my ass out two more times, before I heard Kaleeini crying over the baby monitor. Thank God I grabbed it on the way out.
Chapter Nine: Christy Franks
Three Hours Earlier
"This shit is about to be so live," Jessica laughed as she sped down the street.
"I know bitch," I smiled.
We were headed to this party tonight that we had been planning to go to all damn year. We went every year, and this one was no different. It was just a popular ass party that everyone in the area went to every December; young Baltimore tradition. Kayden made me promise to stay in the house unless I had his cousins or Dice with me, but I was going out tonight. Thank God he was out of town on tour, so what he didn't know wouldn’t hurt him. Plus, what? Am I supposed to stay in the house until they catch up with this French nigga? Nah. Nic and Morgan declined to go because I guess they do what they're told. Whatever. Kendon almost had to beat Jessica's ass, but she left anyway.
We finally pulled up to the venue that it was held at every year. The line was around the damn corner; this shit was about to be live as hell.
"Damn chica, I'm not standing in line," Jessica frowned.
"Me either, hold up," I said, strutting up to the bouncer.
"Name?" he said, looking down at me.
"Mrs. Kayden King," I said, trying my luck. I was gon’ be embarrassed as fuck if he turned my ass away.
"Welcome Christy, sorry, I didn't recognize you at first," he smiled, and let Jessica and I through.
Thank God. The party was jumping already. "Pleazer" by Tyga was bumping through the speakers. This was the only party where you'd see under-aged drinking, because they really didn't give a fuck. Jessica and I started to dance to the music after we got a drink. We had so many that we were super fucked up.
"You drove Jess!" I yelled, smiling.
"Fuck Chica! Que voy a hacer!" she yelled.
Whenever she was drunk, she spoke Spanish to us. I laughed, because right now anything was funny. We continued to dance to the music, and I had my eyes closed swaying my body. Kayden's song "With It" came on, making Jessica and I scream like groupies. We really started fucking it up with our drunk asses.
"Christy!" I heard someone yell.
I turned around to see some random Asian bitch I had never met in my life. "Do I know you?" I slurred.
"We got a table upstairs, and Danielle is up there and told me to invite you guys. Why don't you come?" she smiled.
"We good, mami," Jessica slurred.
"Come on, we got free food, drinks, and everything!" she beamed.
Fuck it, I thought. Jessica and I danced our way up to the VIP, and saw a bunch of girls, food, and bottles, but no Danielle. I shrugged it off, cause I was too gone. We plopped down on the plush couches, and just bobbed our drunk heads to the music.
"I'm so happy we came out!" I yelled to Jessica over the music.
"Yo tambien chica!" Jessica smiled.
I shrugged, cause I didn't know what the fuck she said, nor did my drunk ass care. "Turn Up the Music" by Chris Brown came on, and Jessica and I started jumping up and down, holding hands. We were turnt the fuck up, and singing the words loud as hell.
"Y'all want another drink?" that same girl asked, holding two cups prepared.
We snatched them up, downed them, and continued to dance. Jessica pulled a blunt out of her purse and lit it up. She took a pull, and passed it to me as we swayed to "Como La Flor" by Selena. This is why I loved this yearly party, cause you heard everything!
"Ayyyyy como me duele!" We sang in unison with the club. I didn't know what the fuck I was saying of course, but this was my shit!
"Nic and Morgan missed the fuck out!" I said as I blew out smoke.
She shook her head yes as she reached for the blunt. We were dancing and smoking while "Where Ya At" by Future and Drake came on. I started to feel like I had no control over my limbs. I started getting dizzy, and my head was pounding. I tried to continue to dance and ignore it, but I couldn’t and stumbled onto the VIP balcony. I looked over it and the crowd was slightly blurry. I looked behind me at Jessica, and she was stumbling back and forth with her eyes closed. S
he fell on the floor and I rushed to her, or at least I thought I rushed. She laughed as I helped her get up. We stumbled to the couch arm in arm, and that’s when I spotted the bald guy French smirking at us, with that Asian chick on his lap smirking as well. Fear and the feeling of stupidity overcame me, and I started to cry-at least it seemed like I did. I felt no tears, but I knew I was producing them. Just as Jessica and I made it to the couch, in attempt to collect our thoughts and leave, I passed out.
***
I woke up and my mouth was dry as fuck. I blinked and blinked, but it was dark as hell. My eyes started to adjust, and I tried to get up off the bed that I was in, but realized I was tied to it. I started to yell and scream as I tugged my arms and legs in attempt to free myself. A single bulb light came on, and I saw Jessica across the room still passed out on a bed. We were in someone's basement, and I didn't know who. I had never been more scared in my life. A couple seconds later, French and that girl from the club appeared from the darkness.
"Untie me muthafuckas!" I yelled.
"Well, that’s not the way you ask for a favor, is it?" French smiled, showing a mouth of gold.
"Jessica!" I yelled, hoping to wake her.
French walked over and slapped the shit out of me. "Shut yo ass up!"
I started to cry. I wished I had listened to Kayden, and not snuck out to the party. I missed him so much at this moment.
"Please," I said in a low tone. I tasted blood in my mouth from the slap he gave me prior.
French sat down and began to rub his hands on my thighs. He rubbed all the way up, until he was under my dress. He leaned down and kissed my thighs, starting from my knees up to my pussy. He planted a kiss on it through my underwear. He had my legs tied far apart, so I couldn't stop him.
"Mmmm, I can't wait to try that out. Smells good," he grinned, running his tongue over his nasty teeth.
I started to cry, wondering what all he was gonna do to me. I started to worry about Jessica, cause she hadn't woke up yet.
"Kimmy, I want to see you taste her," he ordered.
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