Cameron 4

by Jade Jones

  “How could you put me and Justin in harm’s way like that?” she asked. “You knew what you were doing was wrong but you still brought us to that man’s home—”

  Jude pulled Cameron back onto his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. “I would never let shit happen to you or Justin. That’s on everything I love,” he promised. “I would die for ya’ll, straight up.”

  “Then leave that shit alone,” Cameron told him. “Get a regular nine to five—I’ll get one too. We can do this together—the right way.” She picked up his hand and kissed his wedding band. “We’re married now. We gotta family. We can no longer make reckless decisions…I know that now…”

  Jude rubbed his chin and thought about her encouraging words. King wouldn’t be all too pleased with him trying to back out the car ring, and sadly Jude was still uninformed about the strict “No Resignation Policy”.

  “Fuck it, you want me out I’m out,” Jude finally told her. “I’ma let ‘em know as soon as we get back to the states. My family is what’s more important.”

  Cameron kissed Jude’s forehead. “Thank you…”

  Jude reclined in the bed, pulling Cameron down on top of him. “You mad?” he asked in a low tone.

  “I’m a little disappointed that you lied to me…but if you can get past my mistakes I can get past yours.”

  Jude gently rolled on top of Cameron. “That’s all I need to know, babe…” He leaned down and ran his wet tongue along her chin up to her lips before sliding it inside.

  Cameron moaned as he kissed her passionately. His erection pressed against the silk fabric covering her hot pussy.

  “You gon’ be mine forever?” Jude asked. It was his favorite question.

  “Yes, baby. For however long you want me,” she whispered.

  “I’ma want you for as long as I live…and shit, even after that…” He moved her panties to side and slipped a finger inside. He curled it upward and played with her G-Spot. He had memorized every area on her body that stimulated her.

  “Mmm.” Cameron moaned when he slicked his wet finger over her clit and softly massaged it. He then sucked off her juices, stuck his finger inside her mouth, and allowed her to suck off any remains.

  Jude’s dick strained against his dress pants as Cameron seductively swirled her tongue around his digit. When he could no longer take it, he slid out of his dress clothes.

  Cameron eyed his butter pecan-colored chest. There was a small scar from where Silk had shot him a few years ago. They had been through so much together.

  After freeing himself of all his clothing, Jude grabbed Cam’s left leg, brought her foot to his mouth, and nibbled on her heel. He then ran his tongue slowly up her leg and inner thigh. Her body trembled as he took his time. When he reached her sopping pussy, he curled his tongue and proceeded to suck on her pearl.

  “I love how this pussy tastes. I can live off eatin’ this shit…,” he whispered.

  Cameron’s back arched. She bit down on her bottom lip and grabbed a handful of Jude’s dreadlocks. Her cheeks grew warmer as sensation overwhelmed her.

  Jude’s long, pink tongue looked like an ocean’s waves as he slowly licked her pussy. He made passionate groaning noises while he devoured her which really turned Cam on. When it began to feel too good to the point where it was unbearable, she tried to inch away.

  However, Jude firmly grabbed her plump ass and pulled her towards his face. “Don’t run from it,” he said before sliding his tongue inside of her. In a vigorous motion, he moved her hips back and forth so that he was making love to her with his tongue.

  “Shit! Jude, you’re going to make me cum doing that!” Cameron moaned.

  “Unh-unh. Not yet,” he smiled, climbing between her legs.

  Cam’s cheeks flushed when he entered her. It felt like pure ecstasy…better than any drug she could ever consume. “I’m addicted to you…,” she murmured.

  Jude kissed her deeply while gradually rotating his hips inside her. “Don’t you ever give a nigga my pussy again. You hear me?”

  Cameron encased her bottom lip and nodded her head.

  Jude sat in an upright position and placed both of Cameron’s legs over his shoulders. Grabbing one of her breasts, he filled her with gentle, even strokes. “That nigga fucked you like this?” he asked.

  Cameron shook her head. The sex was so good that she could barely talk. Jude had her breathless.

  He took his time with each calculated thrust, making sure to hit her spot repeatedly until he felt her juices drench his dick.

  Cameron’s leg shook uncontrollably. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her cheeks were bright pink.

  Jude placed a hand on her flat tummy and used it to guide his deep strokes. She had soaked up the sheets with her wetness, but he wouldn’t be satisfied until he made her cum two more times.

  “Tell me it’s mine…”

  “It’s yours!” Cameron exclaimed. “It’ll always be, baby.”

  “Damn right…”

  28

  Aso swaggered into King’s office that evening looking more like his old self. After weeks of letting himself go he’d finally cleaned up, shaved his stubble, and got a haircut. Tank’s death had temporarily put him in commission, but now he was back and ready to get to the money.

  “What’s up?” he greeted King. “You wanted to holla at me?”

  King placed his pen down and made a pyramid with his large hands. “How you feelin’?” he asked, genuinely concerned. Aso may’ve acted like a pussy at times, but he fucked with the kid. He’d seen potential in him since the day he let him join his team.

  “Man, I’m straight. Everybody sweatin’ me like a nigga finna kill himself or some shit,” Aso complained.

  “Well, you did just lose ya brotha. I know how that shit can be. I done lost two.” King held up his fingers to indicate the number.

  “Like I said, I’m good,” Aso reassured him. Although he was slowly healing, Tank was still a sensitive subject.

  King nodded his head in understanding. “Well, I’m glad to hear you bouncin’ back. That’s real good. ‘Cuz I’ma need you to take over for Tank…I really don’t trust nobody else with that position. Plus he’s ya bro’ so it’s only fair I come to you before anyone else. You think you can get ya hands dirty? ‘Cuz Tank was doing big boy work. Not that petty shit I’m paying you to do—”

  “I knew what he did,” Aso cut King off. “And I’m down for whatever. Shit, you already know. My brother gone now…Niggas thought I ain’t give a fuck about shit then…well, I really don’t give a damn about shit now. I’m twice as nonchalant.”

  King smiled, pleased with Aso’s change of attitude. No longer did he view him as a weakling. He was talking like a big man now. “In that case this job’ll be perfect for you.”

  “It’s whatever,” Aso agreed.

  Just then a 6”6, 250-pound man stepped into the vast, luxurious office. His skin was black as coal and there was an intimidating expression on his face. Because of his occupation he was soulless.

  “Meet ya new patna, Axel…”

  ***

  It wasn’t even noon yet, and Ericka Matthews was prepared to stir up some trouble. Rihanna’s “Jump” bumped through the speakers of her Camry as she took her time driving down Ms. Patterson’s street.

  Ericka had driven up and down the older woman’s street so many times that she now had her schedule down pact. She knew what time Ms. Patterson went to the local convenience store to buy scratch offs, and even what time she went to church.

  As expected, Ms. Patterson’s 2013 Lincoln MKZ wasn’t parked in the driveway of her cottage home.

  “This old bitch is so fucking predictable,” Ericka laughed. After killing the engine she stepped out, and walked briskly across the street.

  Ms. Patterson’s neighbor eyed Ericka suspiciously as he cut his front lawn.

  Ericka forced a fake smile, and even waved for good measure, but the white man didn’t return the greeting.

  “
Racist fuck,” she muttered.

  As if she paid the bills or had her name on the lease, Ericka proceeded to go through Ms. Patterson’s mail. She was hoping to find something that had Jude’s new address on it. He has life fucked up if he thinks he’s about get away from me, she told herself. Flipping through various envelopes she prayed to find a letter addressed from him.

  A slow smile crept across Ericka’s heart-shaped pink lips. “Bingo…”

  ***

  “Thanks for meeting me, man.” Jude dapped up King, and took a seat next to him at the bar.

  Essence didn’t bother greeting him or even looking in his direction for that matter. Understandably, she didn’t want to be bothered with someone that led her on only to let her down.

  Jude thought about saying something to her—maybe apologizing for playing with her feelings—but he figured it was best to just not say anything.

  “You know it ain’t shit. I could’ve used a drink anyway,” King said. This time he was solo dolo. With a five-seven tucked in his waist he wasn’t worried too much about anything. “So what that wedding was looking like? Was it everything you thought it would be, man?”

  “It was straight. Everything went good,” Jude answered.

  King nodded his head. “Good. Good. That’s the shit I like to hear. So what you had wanted to kick to me?”

  Essence slammed a Heineken down in front of Jude before walking off. Both men noticed her disposition but chose not to comment on it.

  “I want out,” Jude finally said. “I can’t fuck with this shit no more, man.”

  Disappointment resonated in the pit of King’s stomach. Just hearing Jude say those words left a bad taste in his mouth. He wasn’t expecting for Jude to say that, but he couldn’t say he was all too surprised. Jude was a good guy…but the fact of the matter was once you were in, you were in. There was no getting out.

  “You sure you wanna do that?” King casually asked, taking a swig of his beer. He didn’t bother warning Jude about his deadly decision to leave The Ring. He was under the impression that Aso had already told him what was up, but apparently that wasn’t the case. Or maybe it was but Jude expected to get special treatment.

  “I’m positive,” Jude said, completely oblivious to his fate. “Man, I gotta wife now…a kid…a family. I can’t be doin’ this shit no more. The money is good and all. Don’t get me wrong...but I gotta put the fam first,” he explained. “They’re all I got. You know where I’m comin’ from?”

  King scoffed and nodded his head. “Oh, I get it…I get it loud and clear…”

  Jude dapped up King, thinking everything was cool. “Good lookin’, man. I was lightweight sweatin’ comin’ to you ‘bout this, but I’m glad you understand.”

  King didn’t respond. He simply nodded his head in false comprehension.

  After dapping up King one final time, Jude headed towards the exit. He didn’t bother touching the complimentary beverage. When he reached the door he looked back at Essence. She stood at the cash register. When she looked over her shoulder at him, and saw him watching her she quickly looked away. Without another word, Jude exited the bar not even realizing the situation he’d just walked into.

  King took another sip of his beer, and then pulled out his cellphone.

  Aso answered on the second ring. “What’s good, boss man?”

  “It’s lookin’ like you got your first job,” King told him. “What I need for you to do is teach that naïve ass cousin of yours a lesson. You heard me? Now don’t kill him,” he quickly added. “I don’t wanna take him out the game just yet…All I need is for you to hit him where it hurts. You think you can do that?”

  Aso was driving through downtown Atlanta while talking to King on the phone. He was on his way to the strip club to fuck off, but his boss’ proposition sounded a lot more interesting.

  “Yeah,” he agreed with a sneaky smile on his face. “I can definitely do that…” After disconnecting the call, Aso made a quick detour.

  29

  Cameron emerged from the master bathroom wearing a nude pajama shorts set. Her short hair was lightly damp from the shower she’d just taken, and her soft skin smelled of Japanese Cherry Blossom.

  Jude had called her ten minutes ago telling her that he was on his way, and she was trying to wait up for him. Unfortunately, she was completely unaware of the two men standing outside her home.

  Without warning, Axel kicked in the front door! The scenario was much like the one that had occurred at Mitch’s home in New Jersey.

  Cameron jumped, and Justin began hollering after the loud boom. Her heart instantly dropped to the pit of her stomach. At first she didn’t understand what was happening. Fear kept her feet planted to the carpet even though her brain told her to run.

  The sound of heavy footsteps grew closer, and Cam knew that the invaders were heading upstairs.

  Justin!

  Acting quickly, Cameron ran out the bedroom—and straight into Axel’s closed fist. He had hit her so hard that her skull instantly cracked. She was unconscious before she even hit the floor.

  ***

  When Jude pulled up to his house, and saw his front door wide open panic immediately washed over him. After hastily parking, he raced inside his home. Justin’s cries were the first thing he heard.

  Jude’s heart hammered in his chest as he sprinted upstairs. Thankfully, he found Justin unharmed inside his crib, but when he ran in his bedroom there was no trace of Cameron. He ran through the entire house, and even checked outside before concluding that she was gone.

  ***

  Cameron smelled the scent of liquor on Aso’s breath before he even opened his mouth. Her eyelids fluttered as she struggled to gain consciousness. Her head throbbed in agony, and for a few seconds she saw double.

  Aso lay on top of Cameron in a stained, rickety, old wooden bed. They were inside of a decrepit, abandoned shack out in Lithonia, Georgia. The dilapidated home was located on a long, winding country road surrounded by a mass of trees and tall, unkempt grass.

  Aso had stumbled upon the abandoned house one afternoon while driving, smoking, and listening to music. He figured it would be the perfect destination to have his way with Cameron. Aso had even told Axel to go ahead on his way, claiming that he could handle it from there.

  “I been waitin’ patiently for you to be conscious for this shit,” Aso said. She could feel his hard dick pressing against her thigh, and it made her sick to her stomach.

  “Where am I?” Cameron asked, taking in her surroundings. “Why did you bring me here?!” She tried to push Aso off and run, but he grabbed the back of her collar, and snatched her backwards. The material literally choked her after he grabbed her up.

  Aso manhandled Cameron by tossing her into a nearby wall. She slammed against it and fell onto the creaking floors. A water bug scurried away after she almost landed on top of it.

  “You know what I noticed about you?” Aso said, unfastening his jeans. “You like to tease…And then you got the nerve to be stuck up ass fuck like you never saw a nigga eyeing you. I hate bitches like that.” He pulled his dick through the opening of his boxers. Heartlessly, he urinated on Cameron like a dog to its special tree.

  She groaned in pain as she struggled to get up. The blow to her head had weakened her tremendously.

  All of a sudden, Aso stomped onto Cam’s hand using all of his strength.

  “AAAAAHHHHHHH!” Her bloodcurdling scream bounced off the decaying walls of the room. It was the same hand she’d broken after getting jumped by Pure Seduction a few years ago.

  Cameron sobbed hysterically as she cradled her injured hand. Her pajamas and hair were soaked in Aso’s piss. Tears streamed down her dirt-stained face. She couldn’t figure out what hurt most, her hand or her throbbing skull.

  Aso was so ruthless with his assault. He didn’t stop after peeing on her and breaking her hand. He whupped Cameron’s ass like she was a guy in the streets. By the time he finished with her, her face was barely reco
gnizable. Blood soaked her nude pajamas, and she could hardly move an inch. Pleased that he’d weakened Cam to the point of immobility, Aso stripped Cam naked on the gritty floor and violated her. He didn’t give a damn about the blood or the fact she reeked of his urine.

  “You ain’t shit, bitch.” Aso hocked up a loogie and spat it in Cam’s face while choking her with both his hands. His thrusts were deep, painful, and uncoordinated. “When ya’ll punk ass son grow up he ain’t gon’ be shit either.”

  “Fuck…you,” Cameron weakly forced out. Her face reddened from being choked. She hoped Aso would put her out of her misery.

  Aso cackled. “Nah, you don’t fuck me, baby girl.” He pulled out and flipped Cam over onto her stomach. “I fuck you…,” Without warning, he entered her dry, virgin asshole.

  “AHH—”

  Aso covered Cameron’s mouth to keep her from screaming. With his free hand he held her in a headlock position while fucking her from behind. Her ass felt like it was on fire as her skin tore from the painful penetration.

  Aso bit her shoulder until he drew blood. He wanted to hurt Cam so badly since he couldn’t physically hurt Jude. By the time he finished with Cameron, his cousin would finally see just how much he hated his guts. Jude had totally underestimated the power of jealousy and envy. As a matter of fact, he’d been downright blind to it.

  “You been teasin’ me since the day I met you,” Aso breathed in her ear. “You been wantin’ this shit as much as I did. Didn’t you, bitch?”

  Cameron’s muffled screams were the only response he received.

  “Fuck! I’m ‘bout to cum!” Aso quickly stood to his feet and jerked his dick over Cameron. Warm semen splattered over her bloody and bruised body. She’d never felt more humiliated. Death seemed a better alternative.

  However, instead of killing Cameron, Aso left her alone inside the abandoned shack. Cameron lay motionless on the floor as she listened to the sound of his car pull off. Street walkers were treated with more respect. When she tried to move it only caused more pain so for an hour she simply lay outstretched on the cold, dirty floor.