Out of Control

by Glenn, Roy

  Meka looked up at Black. “We are on track to make over a million dollars today,” she said and smiled. Meka had another reason to be smiling. Her work today had officially made her a millionaire. “That, and I’ve picked up some long term investments that will strengthen our portfolio.”

  “That’s cause for a little celebration,” Black said and got up to make himself a drink.

  “Make one for me,” Meka said and went back to work. For the rest of the day they celebrated, drank, watched the markets and made money. Then Meka lit up the blunt. “Let me hit that,” Black said and Meka passed it over and got busy rolling another one. Two blunts and five shots of Remy later, Black said, “I ain’t been this kind of high in a long time.”

  When the markets closed they had made 1.7 million dollars. Meka got up from the table and began to dance. She picked up her drink and drained it, then she turned up the music. “Get up and dance with me,” Meka said and danced her way closer to Black. “We’re celebrating! I’m a millionaire!”

  Black got up slowly and began dancing with Meka. She moved her hips in a circle, arching her back, and then she bent over in front of him. “You shouldn’t bend over like that in front of me, Meka.”

  Meka laughed. “Why not,” she and did it again.

  “Keep it up and I might have to show you.”

  Meka stood up straight and continued dancing closer and closer to Black. He always thought Meka was attractive, tall and fine and at one point he had thought about pursuing her, but CeCe came along and changed everything for him.

  Meka stood in front of him and began moving her body slowly. Black stepped a little closer and began to move with her. Meka put her arm around his neck and the two stopped dancing. They looked at each other and then their lips met. Meka turned around and Black put his arms around her waist. He kissed the back of her neck, Meka eyes closed and her head went back as he ran his hand slowly over her chest and put his hand between her thighs. Meka’s body shook a little when he ran one finger down from her clit and along her lips.

  Meka spread her legs and bent over as Black unbuckled his pants and eased inside her. “Ooooh—noooo,” Meka said softly as Black ran his hands over her ass and then up and down her back. It didn’t last long, but it was intense. Then suddenly Meka ran in the bathroom and closed the door.

  After a while, Black went to door and knocked. “You okay?”

  “I’m all right,” Meka said quietly. She felt bad about what they had just done. “Look—ah—why don’t you just go.”

  “Okay.”

  “I’ll call you, okay.”

  “Okay.” Black went in the other bathroom, cleaned up and then he left.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  New York City

  Rain and Chris Toney made their way through the crowd at JR’s on the way to her office. She had a lot on her mind. Rain had begun hearing rumors and she didn’t like what she was hearing. The word was that Wanda is planning to force Nick out. They were just about to go in the back of the club when Rain felt a hand on her shoulder. She reached for her gun and Chris Toney stopped and turned around quickly. By the time Rain recognized who it was, Chris Toney already had his gun in the man’s face. Rain held up one hand and Chris Toney moved his gun away. “What’s up, Ronnie? When you get out?”

  “A couple of days ago,” he said and tried to hug Rain but she held him off. Ronnie was Ronald King, the son of Robert King. After Black killed André Hammond and Jamaica killed Cazzie Riley, Jimmy Knowles, Charlie Rock, and Vincent Martin attempted to kill Black, which started a war between Black and what remained of André's and Cazzie Riley's organizations. Once Black was successful in eliminating his enemies, Chilly took over what was left of André’s drug operation, and Robert King took over Cazzie Riley’s operation. In those days, Robert was good friends with Rain’s father JR. Rain had known Ronnie as long as she could remember. They even dated for a while before he went to jail for possession. “Oh, it’s like that?” Ronnie asked Rain as Chris Toney moved a step closer.

  “You been gone a long time. A lot has changed,” Rain said.

  “Really?”

  “Really.”

  “Is your pops in? I’d like to say hello,” Ronnie said.

  “My father is dead. Me and my man run this place now.”

  “I didn’t know.”

  “I guess not,” Rain said and gave him attitude.

  “I’m sorry. Him and my father were close.”

  “So close that he forgot to show up for his funeral or send flowers.”

  “He’s been sick. Maybe he didn’t hear about JR passing.”

  “Bullshit. There were more than two thousand people at my daddy’s funeral. I’m pretty sure somebody that worked for your father knew.”

  Ronnie looked at Rain for a while without speaking. Rain was about to walk off when he finally said. “So when can we get together?”

  Rain laughed. “I told you, I got a man. We run this place.”

  “So you got a man. What that mean to me?”

  “It means something to me,” Rain said.

  “So where is this man of yours?” Ronnie asked. “What’s his name?”

  “His name is Nick Simmons and he’s in the office.”

  “Nick Simmons, used to run with Mike Black, Nick Simmons?”

  “Nick Simmons, that still run with Mike Black, Nick Simmons,” Rain said proudly.

  “So you with them now?”

  Rain took a deep breath; she wasn’t in the mood for this. “Look Ronnie, it was good seeing you. It really was. But right now, I got a lot goin’ on and I don’t really have time to stand here and get reacquainted. Now that you out, I’m sure I’ll see you around,” Rain said and walked off leaving Ronnie standing by himself.

  “You’ll see me again,” Ronnie said and watched Rain and Chris Toney go in the back of the club. “Next time you see me, I’ll be back on top.”

  Rain sat in what was once her brother Miles’ office at JR’s. When Nick began operating from there, Rain gave him the bigger office because he was her king. She thought about Ronnie King and the way she just treated him. Jay Easy crossed her mind. You disrespected him and he started robbin’ your ass and tried to have you killed, Rain thought and hoped she hadn’t made the same mistake with Ronnie; at least he seemed to take it a little better. But she couldn’t worry about that now. Right now, that bitch Wanda was on her mind. “I want you to do something for me,” she said to Chris Toney.

  “Whatever you need is done. You know that.”

  “You still messin’ with that little trick a Grant’s?”

  “Sometimes. Why?”

  “I want you to go see her.” Rain took a stack of bills out of the drawer, counted some off and handed them to Chris Toney. “Drop some money on her, see what she talkin’ ’bout.”

  Chris Toney nodded is head and put away the money. “What you want me to ask her?”

  “I don’t want you to ask her shit. I want to know what’s goin’ on over there. If something’s goin’ on, she’ll tell it.”

  “You want me to take the crew with me?”

  “No. You go by yourself,” Rain said and got up. She walked with Chris as he left to carry out her orders. “Call me when you’re done,” she said as she got to Nick’s office.

  “You got it,” Chris Toney said and left Rain standing at the door. When she heard the buzzer, Rain opened the door and went in.

  “I ain’t feelin’ good,” she said. “I’ma catch a cab and go home.”

  Nick got up. “That’s all right. I’ll drive you.”

  “You don’t have to do that, I’ll be all right.”

  “No. I brought you here, I’ll take you home,” Nick said and armed himself.

  “Now you know, if you take me home I’ma want some of that dick.”

  “Thought you wasn’t feelin’ good?”

  “I ain’t ever that sick that I don’t want some of that dick,” Rain said and followed her king out of the office. When they got
to Rain’s apartment, neither said a word. They went straight in her bedroom and got undressed.

  As soon as he was naked, Rain clasped her fingers together, placed them around his dick and moved them up and down. She felt his dick swelling in her hand. Rain let go his of dick and took him in her mouth.

  After a while, Nick laid down on the bed and propped a pillow behind his head. He watched as her tongue slid up and down his dick. Then she began to run circles around his head with her tongue. Nick reached for Rain and pulled her on top of him.

  Rain turned her body around and positioned herself to ride his face. She ran her tongue over her lips and sucked his head.

  Nick spread her lips and held it while he licked his finger and began to gently massage her clit. His tongue slithered along her lips and then made tight circles around her clit while he moved his finger in and out of Rain’s dripping wet pussy. “Oh, shit nigga, that shit feels so fuckin’ good.”

  Rain rolled away from Nick. “I need to feel that dick inside me,” she said and put her hands on his shoulders and rolled on top of him. She grabbed his dick, and lowered herself slowly onto him. Nick laid on his back and watched Rain move her body up and down on him violently, grinding her hips into him with each stroke. Nick twisted her nipples.

  The feeling of finally having Nick inside her after thinking about it and wanting to feel him so intensely like she had all day was indescribable. He slid his hands from her nipples, down her back and then gripped her ass. Rain leaned forward and kissed Nick. He began to push back furiously. “Shit! You’re gonna make me cum again!” Rain yelled and sat straight up on him. “Fuck me, Nick!”

  When they were done, Nick got up and took a shower, while Rain laid there curled in the fetal position. Nick got dressed and kissed Rain goodbye. When he walked out Rain got out of bed and watched from the window as Nick drove off.

  Rain took a quick shower and then she called a cab. The cab arrived shortly after she was finished dressing. She grabbed her little used blonde wig from the mannequin on her dresser put it in her bag and headed out the door.

  Her destination was Clay’s Garage. After Monika assassinated Bo Freeman for being a disloyal son-of-a-bitch, Nick put a man they called Chance in charge of the garage. Since the incident with Bo, Nick put people that he knew he could trust in key positions. Clay’s garage was one of those places. “What’s up, Chance?” Rain said when she entered the office.

  “I’m good, Rain. What brings you out tonight?”

  “I need a car for a while. Nothing fancy, it just need to get me where I’m goin’ and Nick don’t need to know nothing about this.”

  Chance looked at Rain sideways.

  “And before you start thinkin’ something stupid, I ain’t steppin’ out on my man, but there’s something goin’ on in them streets and I need to get on top of it.”

  Chance got up from his desk and took a set of keys off the board on the wall. “Follow me.” He led her to a 2000 Nissan Altima and handed her the keys. “You know, now that you mention it, something funny happened the other day. At the time, I didn’t think much of it. But now—”

  “What’s that?”

  “Grant came by here out of the blue.”

  “What he want?”

  “That’s just it, he didn’t want anything. He just wandered around for a while then he came in the office and shot the shit for a while. But before he left, Grant said, you know at the end of the day, we all work for Mike Black and it’s him we got to stay loyal to.”

  “What you say?”

  “I said, yeah, not being loyal to Black will get you killed. Then he got up and left.”

  “Them niggas is plannin’ something. He was here feelin’ you out.”

  “Who you think is in it with him?”

  “I don’t know yet but I’m gonna find out.”

  Rain got in the car and drove off, once she got outside the garage, she put on her wig. She spent the rest of the night riding by some of the places that were run by people that were with Grant. Then she did the same with Cynt’s people. At each of those spots she saw a lot of new faces. She was surprised when she rode by Doc’s spot and saw the same thing there. “Not you too, Doc.”

  Meanwhile, Chris Toney was being entertained at Grants. When he arrived at the spot, some one immediately ran and told Grant. “One of Rain’s men just came in.”

  “Rain with him?”

  “No, he’s by himself.” Grant came out of the office and stood off to the side while Chris Toney ordered drinks and watched the dancers. “He just here to watch some pussy,” Grant said and started to go back to his office. “But keep an eye on him. If Rain or the rest of them niggas show up let me know.”

  The dancer went by the name Cashmere. He sat and watched her but he did notice that there were more than a few people watching him. Some of them he hadn’t seen before. She danced and Chris Toney made it rain on her for over an hour before he let her sit down, but all the while she danced he bought her drinks. He knew that she liked to talk and would tell everything she knew if she was a little tipsy.

  “So what’s been goin’ on up in this bitch?”

  “Everything is lovely,” Cashmere said and sipped her drink. “I been makin’ crazy money up in here lately.” Cashmere laughed. “And not just from you.” she kissed him. “You know you always take good care of me.”

  “What’s up with that?”

  “They been bringin’ a lot of new niggas up in here to see Grant. Then them niggas hang around here all day, and they be spending crazy money. All the girls gettin’ phat in here now.”

  “They don’t do nothing, they just hang out here droppin’ money?”

  “And get drunk,” Cashmere told Chris Toney.

  “Well don’t spend all that money you makin’ on stupid shit,” Chris Toney said and got up.

  “Oh, hell, no. I be buyin’ me some diamonds and shit. You know they a bitch best friend,” Cashmere said as Chris Toney headed for the door. By that time, Grant was out of the office and watching them again. When Chris Toney was outside he told one of his men to bring Cashmere to the office.

  Grant was leaning on the desk when Cashmere came in the office.

  “What that nigga want?” Grant asked.

  “To see me dance, what you think he wanted.”

  Grant slapped her. “Don’t get smart with me. Tell me what you told that nigga?” Grant asked and slapped her again.

  “I didn’t tell him nothin’, shit I don’t know nothin’ to tell him,” Cashmere said as the tears fell from her eyes.

  “All right get out of here,” Grant said and turned away.

  Once Chris Toney was outside he called Rain. “What’s up, Chris Toney?”

  “You was right. Something’s goin’ on at Grant’s,”

  “Yeah, I know and it ain’t just Grant. Round up the crew and meet me at Cynt’s.”

  “On my way.”

  As soon as Rain and her crew walked in Cynt’s and sat down at a table, Dwayne, Cynt’s right hand man, rushed to tell her. When Mercedes saw Rain and her men, she quickly separated herself from the man she was dancing for. She went to the back and took out her cell phone.

  “They’re here,” Dwayne said excitedly when he came into Cynt’s office.

  “Who?” Cynt asked.

  “Rain.”

  “I’ll be right out,” Cynt said and picked up the phone.

  “Hello.”

  “Wanda, it’s Cynt. Rain and her men are here. And I’m not ready for them yet.”

  “What does she want?”

  “I don’t know, I haven’t been out there yet.”

  “She didn’t come straight to your office?” Wanda asked.

  “No, Dwayne just came and told me she was here.”

  “Then she’s not there for the money.” Wanda thought for a minute. What would Mike do? She asked herself. “Just play it by ear, Cynt. If you have to give up the money, go ahead and do it. But call me first.”

  “Okay,”
Cynt said and ended the call. She got up from her desk and went out to the floor. Dwayne was watching Rain. “What are they doing?”

  “They ordered drinks.”

  When the waitress brought them their drinks and asked for the money, Rain looked at her like she was stupid. Then she looked over and saw Cynt standing there with Dwayne. “Ain’t no check for this table. You tell Cynt that Rain Robinson is drinkin’ on the house tonight. Now go on and get outta here.”

  “And send some women over here,” Memphis said.

  The waitress walked away from the table and went straight to Cynt to deliver Rain’s message. Cynt told the waitress it was all right. For the next two hours they got drunk on Cynt’s liquor and Rain’s men enjoyed being entertained by the dancers and ordering drinks for the other men who were sitting nearby.

  By that time, Cynt had had enough. She called Dwayne over. “Get some men and go over there and see what she wants.” Dwayne got four of his men and went to the table.

  “Here they come,” Donavan said to Rain as they approached.

  “Get rid of the women,” Rain said and eased her weapon out of her purse.

  Donavan stood up and took a roll of money out of his pocket. “Okay, ladies. That’s enough,” he said and started passing out the money to each of the dancers that were gathered around the table.

  Once all of the women were gone, Rain’s men stood up as Dwayne and his men walked up. “Can I help you, gentlemen?” Brandon asked and unbuttoned his jacket so they could see that Brandon was carrying two guns.

  “Just came to see what y’all was doin’ here?” Dwayne asked and kept his eyes on Rain.

  “What it look like we was doin’, nigga. We was havin’ a good time watchin’ these ho’s ’til your bitch ass showed up,” Memphis said and got in Dwayne’s face.

  Dwayne took a step back. “You need to back up off me.”

  Memphis took a step closer and got back in Dwayne’s face. “What you gonna do if I don’t?”

  Dwayne glanced at Cynt and she nodded her head. With that Dwayne pushed Memphis off him. Chris Toney stepped up quickly. He grabbed Dwayne, picked him up and threw him down on a table. The table broke on impact. Everybody drew their weapons and the customers scattered. Mercedes dropped to the floor, took out her phone and made another call.