Don't Come Looking For Love

by Natavia

  “No, she isn’t my shorty! But you talking about her like you fucking know her! I’m not trying to hear that shit!” I told her walking toward the door.

  “Fuck you, Kenjay! Your ass ain’t shit! I’m going to find a man who will love me back and treat me right!” she said and I laughed.

  “Hell, I will find the nigga for you if it means you will leave me the fuck alone!” I said and she threw her wine bottle at me, missing.

  I left out the door hopping into my Range Rover pissed the fuck off! Latavia got some clown-ass nigga texting my phone back. I was fucking someone up! I knew I shouldn’t be acting like this over her dumb ass but the little bitch did something to me. I hope she didn’t put blood in my food.

  I ended up in Latavia’s neighborhood. I got out then walked towards her building. She lived on the third floor. I could see the light on in her bedroom. I was tired of playing around with her ass. She was ignoring me and all that. I wasn’t used to that shit!

  I knocked on the door, no answer. I knocked harder then she opened the door. She had on a pink lace see-through bra and some boy shorts—the set I bought her from Victoria’s Secret.

  “Who the fuck you got in here?” I asked walking into her apartment. I went straight to the bedroom ready to whip a nigga’s ass! I opened up her closet, went into the bathroom and pulled the shower curtain back. This nigga in here somewhere!

  “What you looking for, Kenjay?” she asked from behind me.

  “Bi—” was all I could say as I turned around. Latavia stood there ass-naked, skin glistening. Maybe it was the fact that she was a thicker version of Ashanti that got me gone off her ass. I used to be in love with her ass when I was a little nigga.

  “What the fuck you doing? Where that nigga at?” I asked her and she laughed.

  “There is no nigga, Kenjay! I text your ass that! I had a feeling your in-denial ass would come over here and try to regulate shit!” she said. My dick stood up at the sight of her thick thighs and big round breasts that sat straight up.

  “You just going to fuck with a nigga, huh?” I asked staring at her waxed pussy.

  “I’m up here!” she said pointing to her face. This attraction to her just snuck up on my ass. My intentions were just to fuck her ass and that was it. Now, she had me thinking about her and acting all crazy.

  “Man, I’m out!” I said brushing past her childish ass. She grabbed my hand.

  “My pussy’s throbbing, Kenjay! I need you inside me!” There went that weird freaky shit she said to me that did something to a nigga!

  “I’m not fucking with you! You play too damn much!” I told her. She pushed me on the couch, straddling me, grinding onto my erection. Her ass wasn’t lying she was wet as fuck. I could feel the moisture through my jeans.

  “Fuck me!” she said taking off my hoodie and t-shirt. She sniffed my neck.

  “Damn, you smell good!” she said.

  “Are you high or some shit? Let me see your pupils?” I asked her then she stuck her tongue down my throat. A moan escaped her lips and she grinded on me.

  “Fuck, girl! Damn! Stop! You about to make me bust!” I told her. I pulled my jeans and briefs down to free my dick. Pre-cum was squirting out. This little thick broad did something to my ass. I think she was into voodoo with all these candles she had lit up.

  She picked up the remote to the stereo and “Pornstar” came on by August Alsina.

  “We need a condom!” she said. Fuck a condom right now. I lifted her up and slid her down on my dick. This was my first time feeling pussy raw. It choked the hell out of my shit. We both moaned.

  She pulled me closer, riding me nice and slow. I grabbed her under her ass cheeks grinding back into her. She licked me in the ear and gently bit it. She started sucking on my neck. I don’t be liking that shit. A nigga is too light to be having hickeys but I didn’t even give a fuck at this point. This shit felt too good!

  “Ohhhh, Kenjayyyyy!” she moaned in my ear. Her pussy was so good I just wanted to smack her ass! This horny broad trying make me fall for her ass! Fuck it! If she wanted me to, I just might!

  She lifted her right leg up throwing it over my shoulder while her other leg was wrapped around my hip.

  “Fuck! Ride that shit! Bounce on that dick just like that!” I coached her. I put her nipple into my mouth and she screamed as I gently chewed on it as I pinched the other one. I gently smacked her titty, watching it bounce before nursing on it again.

  “Kenjay! Ohhhhh, yes baby! Beat your pussy up!” she said. I lay down all the way on the couch and she was in a crouching position on top of me. She placed her hands on my chest and started bouncing on my dick so good and hard that the vein in my neck was ready to pop!

  “I’m cumming, baby! Oh, shit I’m fucking cumming!” she screamed as I bounced her on top of me harder.

  “Is this my pussy, Latavia?” I asked her, toying with her clit as she rode me.

  “Yesssss! Baby, yesss! Make me come again, Kenjay?” she slapped my face. What the fuck wrong with her? If she turned into that bitch on “Don’t be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your juice in the Hood” I was knocking her ass out.

  “What the fuck you hitting me for?” I asked.

  “Nigga, shut the fuck up and make me cum again!” she moaned.

  I lifted her up then lay her down on her back. I pinned her legs up with nothing but pussy in my face and stuck my tongue so far in her, she dug her nails in my back. My head moved side to side as I softly kissed her lips.

  “Damn it!” she yelled as I fucked her with my tongue. I pushed her legs further up and traveled down to her ass, licking around her hole. I ain’t never done this shit before but if she farted in my mouth I would kill her ass!

  “You nasty motherfucker!” she moaned cumming again.

  I eased back into her balls-deep then pounded into her pussy. I had her smart mouth ass yapping like a puppy! Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she convulsed as she stiffened up. I continuously hit her spot over and over again making her scream. Like Trey Songz says, “I bet the neighbors know my name!”

  My dick throbbed and the veins in my dick thickened up as I got ready to nut. I went harder and I bust the biggest nut making me collapse on top of her.

  I kissed her lips and she grabbed the back of my head kissing me harder and my dick hardened all over again. I needed to get the fuck up out of here!

  “That was amazing! Now, let’s take a shower and go to bed!” she said to me.

  “Shorty, my ass not staying over here!” I told her and she got this sad innocent look on her face making me feel bad.

  “Damn! You a fucking brat! Get your ass up! I hope you washing my back, too. Shit! I swear, yo, you better not piss in the shower neither! That’s some nasty ass shit!” I told her.

  “Where do you get this shit from?” she asked laughing.

  “Don’t worry about all that! I been around some nasty-ass females! Y’all don’t give a fuck! Half of y’all are nastier than niggas!” I told her and she laughed.

  “That’s because you like them type of females!” she told me.

  After we took a shower I got into bed and she snuggled all up under me. I wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her close and kissing her lips. She looked at me and smiled.

  “You like me a lot, don’t you?” she asked me.

  “Yo, you nosey as hell! Yeah, I’m feeling your little thick ass, though. You got a good head on your shoulders and, although you get on my nerves, it’s kinda cute!” I pinched her nose and she laughed.

  “What we doing tomorrow? We spending time together or are we cuddling up, watching TV?” she asked.

  “Fuck no!” I laughed.

  “Yes the hell you are, Kenjay! Keep playing me and watch how I ignore all your calls and texts again! I want my time and your ass going to give it to me! I don’t want to be your wife or anything like that, but if we going to be fucking, you are going to spend your time with me! I don’t know who the hell you th
ink you are!” she argued.

  “Okay, Latavia, damn! Yo, I swear I just want to smack your ass so bad!” I told her then she kissed my lips.

  The next morning I woke up because my phone was ringing. I answered it and it was Beans.

  “What’s up, yo?” I asked him.

  “You not going to believe the shit you downloaded from shorty phone!” he said telling me some shit that had my face dropping to the floor. I gave him the laptop so he could figure out what was going on with Janae. That bitch was up to something and that was the only reason why I kept her around. Beans is a nerdy ass nigga. He was from the hood but he worked for the “Geek Squad.” That nigga could hack all kinds of shit. I fucked with him heavy, though, because he is a real nigga. He the only nigga I know that’s from the hood and don’t act tough because of it. He didn’t try to fit in and never got into trouble. He was a straight-lace dude.

  “Okay, good looking out! I’ll swing by later!” I told him hanging up. I smelled food cooking so I got out of bed.

  “What you cooking?” I asked sitting down at the table.

  “Fried croaker, eggs, cheese grits, bacon and sausage links. Oh and some monkey bread,” she said. Now, that’s the type of shit I’m talking about. I don’t mind a broad with the same appetite as me.

  “Damn, you just touched my heart!” I said as my mouth watered.

  “Hopefully, I do more than that!” she said sliding me my plate.

  Carla

  Yager paced back and forth because Janae didn’t fall through for us with her scared ass. I needed to get the fuck away from that bitch because she couldn’t get nothing right. I told her to find out where Kenjay kept his money and she still didn’t know where it was at! We went to the house he took her to while he was gone. We tore the place up looking for his stash and there wasn’t a damn thing there! It was a trap. That wasn’t his real house he took her stupid ass to!

  “I want the rest of my fucking money!” Yager fussed as I filed my nails.

  “You should’ve been went after that nigga when he took it! Now, you wait four damn years later wanting your money back!” I shouted and he punched me in the face.

  “Bitch, shut your stupid ass up! I waited this long because I had to think smart! I didn’t have the help I needed at first! You was the one telling me that you would help me get it back! You was the one saying you had your resources! So, keep running off with your mouth and watch what I do to your crazy ass!” he screamed at me and I laughed.

  I flicked through the channels and O’Shea and Britain’s big ass were posing for the BET awards show.

  “Who the fuck is that?” I asked looking at the little girl who looked just like O’Shea and Britain. The host on the red carpet announced that the little girl was their daughter. Where and the hell did she come from?

  “It looks like you are in deep shit, Mister!” I said laughing.

  “How the fuck did this happen? I thought the little bitch didn’t make it!” he vented.

  “Wallah! She is here, nigga!” I said as his eyes turned red.

  “I’m fucked!” he said.

  “Yup, you are fucked with no condom on! So, it seems like Britain got what she wanted after all! You, on the other hand, don’t have shit! Your son is a millionaire and look at the dump we live in!” I told him.

  “I don’t give a fuck about that shit anymore! All I want is my fucking money and my spot back on the streets! I want Kenjay dead! It’s because of him I went broke! He came out with some shit that was more powerful than mine, forcing me out! He bought that shit with my fucking money!” he said.

  My phone rang and I looked at it and smiled. I grabbed my purse and left.

  “I’m running to the store real quick!” I told him.

  I got into my car then drove to Motel 6. I knocked on door 106 and it opened.

  “Damn, what took you so long?” Rattle asked.

  “None of your business!” I told him.

  “So, what’s the plan?” I asked, kissing him.

  “Killing Yager!” he said.

  “We will kill him after we rob Kenjay! If we kill him now, he won’t be able to take the blame for robbing Kenjay. We are supposed to make it look like Yager is starting this war. Kill two birds with one stone!”

  Rattle smiled with his ugly ass and I kissed him. Rattle had the biggest dick ever. It was long and thick and I could not understand how he carried all that around because he was so damn skinny! He fucked me way better than Yager’s small-dick ass! I only stayed with him because he spoiled me. But he been broke for a long time now! Rattle was the one spoiling me and he listened to anything I said. He obeyed very well so I could get over his looks. The faces he made while he was fucking me made him look worse. He as so damn ugly I fucked him with the lights off with a pillow over my face instead of his.

  Yager thought I was doing this for him but it was a big lie! He betrayed me! I was in love with him but I think he loves Janae. I could tell by way he looks at her and the way he talks to her. He likes her scared ass more than he does me and I’m sick of him. I was down for him and I would do anything for him.

  I was just going to seduce Rattle and get information on Kenjay’s stash houses. Rattle’s stupid ass didn’t know shit about the stash houses but he knew who was making drops. So, that’s how I sunk my nails into Tory’s bitch ass. That’s what happens when you cross someone who has your back. Yager punk ass was going to let it ride. He would call O’Shea asking for his money but would never act on it until one day I came up with a perfect plan to help him out. Now, he thinks he can talk to me any kind of way when it’s me that’s making shit happen. It’s all good because I have something for his and Janae’s bitch ass.

  Britain

  The press and everyone else knew about Shia now. O’Shea was right they looked over it instead of raising suspicions about not ever hearing about her. The story his publicist gave was so damn good that I almost believed it, although not even she knows the real story. But I felt like shit pretending we been around her and we haven’t. But I guess that’s what happens when the public is in your life.

  I was at my first photo shoot with Malore. I decided to take the offer but I really didn’t have a choice but to. When Latavia and I showed up for work, they fired our asses because of Jordan Liles. She even threatened the whole company if they didn’t let us go. But it didn’t stop us because Latavia gained a few personal clients after she did Jordan’s look when she was interviewed by Urban Celebrities.

  “Okay, wrap your hand over her breast! Britain, you hold your hands behind his neck. Twist your head a little bit looking into his eyes as he looks like he is ready to kiss you!” the photographer instructed.

  I was topless with just a pair of ripped jeans and some badass pumps. I was advertising their new plus-sized jeans for women. The male model had his hands covering my breasts while he bent down like he was ready to kiss me.

  “Hold it right there! Yes! That’s it!” he said snapping shots. After we were done I hurriedly covered my breast waiting for my robe.

  “That was glamorous! You did it like you been doing it for a long time!” Jesse said switching toward me. He was very flamboyant and he always wore a scarf around his neck. He had the Miley Cyrus look going on.

  “Thanks!” I told him.

  “No, thank you! You just gave my little white cute ass an orgasm!” he fanned himself.

  “Did the picture really look that sexy?” I asked afraid of what O’Shea might think.

  “Yes, dear, it was flawless! Your curves are like BAM!” he said.

  After I got dressed and was ready to walk out of the studio, I checked my phone. My mama called a few times. I called her back.

  “Hey, mama, what’s going on?” I asked her.

  “Nothing, Brownie, just wondering where you at! Shia talked my head off today! Lawd, that girl can talk! Hell, she is ready to give Tookie a run for her money!” my mama said.

  “I know, I just wish she talked to me more! She t
alks to you and O’Shea but when she is around me, she doesn’t say much! I don’t know what to do, mama! I missed so much of her life and I just don’t know where to start! I know she has to get used to me but it’s just so hard!” I cried getting into my car.

  “Cut that shit out! Give her some time, Britain! Maybe if you stop hugging up all on her and crying around her she will stop acting like that towards you. You probably scaring her! I know you can’t help it, but let her breathe!” my mama said to me. I told her I was on my way to pick Shia up then hung up.

  It had been three weeks since Jamille dropped Shia off to her father. In those three weeks everything happened so fast. The day after she dropped her off, I took her to meet my mama.

  Three weeks ago…

  I knocked on my mama’s door and she opened it. “What the fuck you doing knocking on my door so early for?” she said to me with attitude.