by Nikki Brown
“Nothing, what you up to?”
“I need some pussy.” I was straight forward with her. I just wanted her to know that all I wanted was to fuck and that’s it. I didn’t want all that extra shit that she liked to bring. “And bring ya girl, Cello’s here.”
“Aight shoot me the address.”
“Cool,” I texted her where we were.
“Why in the hell you all the way out there.” She asked. Her ass was nosy as fuck.
“Don’t worry about all that, you coming or not?”
“Yeah, we’ll be there in a couple hours.”
“Aight!”
I hung up the phone and went to tell Cello that we were about to have company, but when I went in the living room he was standing in the middle of it with his phone to his ear just staring off into space.
“The fuck wrong with you? We got pussy on the way. That bitch Brayla and her friend Jernisha bout to roll through.” I rubbed my hands together. “Ay Cello, you heard what I just said nigga?”
“Ortiz, shit ain’t good my nigga.” He handed me the phone.
“Who the fuck is this?” I yelled into the receiver. “HELLO!” all I could hear was breathing.
“It’s the muthafucking grim reaper bitch, you fucked with the wrong family.” The voice on the other end of the phone spat.
“Ortiz, what did you do?” I could hear my father in the background. “Who are these people?” My heart sunk to my chest. This couldn’t be happening right now. There was no way they found my parents. I could hear my mother in the background praying in Spanish.
“You better not touch my fucking parents.”
“Why should I give a fuck about your family when you didn’t have any regard for mine?”
“Denari has something that belongs to me, if you steal from a man you get your fucking hands cut off.” I gritted.
“You didn’t shoot Denari, bitch.”
“Wrong place wrong time.” I was talking tough, but I was silently praying that he didn’t harm my parents. I would never be able to forgive myself if he did.
“Same goes for them.” Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! “Damn the old bitch just doesn’t want to die.” He laughed on the other end of the phone. “Say goodbye to your son.” He said, and I could hear my mother struggling to speak. That broke my heart into a million pieces; I let the tears fall freely down my face. Fuck being tough, this shit was eating me alive. I was witnessing my parents’ demise and it was all my fault, all over some bitch. Pow! “You’re next bitch.” He said right before the line went dead.
I threw the phone across the room. We bought burner phones so that we could keep in touch with our families. We disposed of them every time we used them, so it didn’t make a difference that it broke into a million pieces.
“THEY KILLED THEM!” I screamed out.
“Time to clap back.” Cello said, and he was right it was time to show them Barnes bitches I wasn’t anything to fuck with. They wanted to take everything that I loved, well I was gonna return the favor.
Chapter Forty
Omari
Damn it felt good to be home, I hated that fucking hospital. If I ever got sick to the point I had to be in there for a long period of time I was just gonna kill myself, fuck that shit. I don’t see how people did it. I refuse to.
I wasn’t expecting that shit to come out at my welcome home dinner though. Unc being Kayson’s daddy was a bit much for him, hell for everybody. I was gonna give bruh a minute to calm down before I talked to him about it because that was some heavy shit.
“I’m so glad you home.” Zemia said coming into the room where I was laying down.
“Shit me too.” I laughed because I knew that she was tired of coming up to the hospital with me showing my ass. She hated that shit, but she did it and that made me feel a little something more for her.
“How you feeling?”
“I been feeling good, a little sore but that’s to be expected. Ready to get back to work.”
“Nigga, that can wait.” She rolled her eyes and I laughed.
She didn’t understand. The streets were all I knew. I plan to stack my money so after I retire, I won’t have to work ‘cause I ain’t good at shit else.
“What’s gonna happen after the streets?” She asked like she was reading my mind.
“Shit, I don’t know, I plan to stack all I can while I’m in these muthafuckas, so I don’t have to worry about it.”
“Can you really picture your antsy ass sitting around the house all day with nothing to do?”
“Fuck no, I’ll aggravate you or my brothers.”
“Homey, I planned to keep working.”
“So, you wouldn’t stay home with me, even if we had money?”
“Um no, I have a career that I love and there is no amount of money in the world that would make me stop what I’m doing.”
That’s what I liked about her; she was so driven and smart. She knew where she was going and why, the best part about it is that she wanted the same things for me.
“I think you should open up one of them smoke shops and sell your vapes and the legal juice.” I laughed at how she said legal juice. “I’m serious.”
Shit that wasn’t a bad idea, hell I could do that now and sell my “green juice” under the table. I could make this illegal business legal as shit. Then when I was tired of the street life I would have this to fall back on.
“You on to something baby.” Smiled and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to me and kissed her lips. “I might get started on that now.”
“I didn’t tell you that for you to have a way to sell your illegal juice legally.” She rolled her eyes again.
“I’ma give you a reason to roll them eyes if you keep on.” I whispered in her ear and she shivered under my touch.
We had been kicking for a few months now and I had yet to hit the pussy and for some odd reason I was okay with that. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to fuck her in the worst way; I was just okay with waiting until she was ready.
“You’re not well enough for that.”
I looked at her like she was crazy and went in my ball shorts and pulled out my already hard dick. Her eyes got big when she saw it and I smiled. I was definitely blessed, and I was ready to show her just how much.
She was leaned across my lap; I pushed her so that she could move so I could get this show started before she could say no. I positioned myself on top of her and just looked into her eyes. I didn’t want to pressure her if she wasn’t ready, but in the back of my mind I was praying like hell that she was.
“You good?” she nodded her head. “You sure?” She smacked her lips and rolled her eyes again. I leaned back so that I could pull off the shorts that she had on. Once I had them off, I reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it off too. She wasn’t wearing any underwear because she had just gotten out of the shower when we got to the house. “Damn you don’t know how long I been waiting for this.” She smiled and leaned up and connected her lips with mine.
This kiss went from sweet to downrig ht nasty in a matter of seconds and I embraced that shit. I broke the kiss and attacked her perfect nipples that were staring right at me begging for attention. I circled her areola and then slightly sucked on her nipple until a soft moan escaped her lips. With my other hand, I slid my hands between her legs so that I could see how wet that pussy was.
“Got damn.” I said once her juices soaked my fingers. I was all for foreplay, but after feeling that, I couldn’t take it anymore. My dick needed to feel that gushy, not my got damn fingers. I placed the head of my dick at her opening and looked down at her. She was looking dead at me. “You sure you ready for this.” She bit her bottom lip and grabbed my hips and guided them toward her. I took that as a yes and began to inch my way into her. “Damn you tight as fuck.”
“Sssssssss,” she shut her eyes tight and endured the pain that I know she was feeling, her ass was super tight, but that was okay. I liked it like that. I moved my hips in circular motion and at a s
low pace until I was all the way inside of her.
“Fuck!” I moaned out like a bitch.
I kept my slow and steady pace, I wanted her to get used to my size and enjoy it at the same time. Her pussy juices had my dick covered, thank goodness, she didn’t make me wear a condom because I needed to feel all this.
“Ummm ahhhhh,” she moaned out and let me know that the pain had subsided and the pleasure had kicked in.
I cupped both of her legs in my arms and spread them as much as I could, I got down in that “go deeper” position and I grinded into her. I made sure that I hit everything that I could to make sure she’d cum long and hard.
“Omari,” she cried out and that shit sounded so good I had to bite my lip to keep from calling back out to her. “Shit Omari.”
“Damn baby, you got some good pussy.” I had to put some kind of thug in it because I really wanted to cry out how good she was making me feel, but I wasn’t trying to lose the fucking thug card, at least not yet.
“Just like that, baby.”
“Like that?”
“Yes, just like that, oh fuck.”
“Shit, you choking my shit.” I had to bite my lip and turn away from her. The fuck faces she was making were turning me the fuck on, and I wasn’t trying to nut all early. I had some shit to show her.
“Oh God, I’m cumming,” she cried out, her body started shaking and I looked up and she had tears coming out of her eyes. That’s how you know you hitting the pussy right when that one lone tear fall.
I moved nice and slow while she got her self together, and when her breathing became somewhat normal, I grabbed her right leg and threw it over her left leg so that she was on her side. I lifted myself to my knees and I watched as I slid in and out of her. My dick was covered, and I loved every minute of it.
“Shit!” I yelled out, I had to move, or I was gonna be filling her up with my seeds. “Turn over and don’t let my dick fall out or that’s your ass.” And I meant that shit too. She turned over in the direction I already had her until she was on all fours with her ass in the air. I pushed down on her back a little until I got the arch that I like and then I went to work on her. “Ummm shit this feel good as fuck.” All that thug shit was out the window, all you could hear was our skin slapping, me moving around in her wetness and both of our asses moaning.
“Ohhhh Omari, shit.”
“Let that shit go.” I moaned while slapping her on the ass.
“Shittttt.” I felt her walls clamp down on my dick again and that was it I couldn’t take anymore.
“I’m about to nut.” I sped up until I felt my shit build up, shit was feeling too fucking good to pull out, so I said to hell with it and let off inside of her. “Uhhhhhhh,” I yelled out as I dropped off the last bit of special sauce up in her womb.
“Oh my God.” She said as she collapsed on the bed on her stomach. I pulled out and rolled on the other side of her. We just laid there in silence while we got ourselves together. “You know I ain’t on birth control, right?”
“I don’t give a fuck about that,” and I didn’t. It was what it was, if it was my time, it was my time.
“Just thought I’d let you know.” She mumbled. “Are you okay?”
“Hell no I ain’t okay; I’m hurting like a bitch.” She lifted up and looked at me. “But I swear that shit was worth it and don’t say shit, because as soon as I get my shit together I’m diving back in.”
“Noooo, my shit sore as hell already.”
“I’ll make it feel better first.”
She mumbled something, but I didn’t give a damn about what she said, soon as I got my shit together I was definitely fucking the shit out of her one more time. I reached over and grabbed my vape and took a few hits and let that shit marinate. I could hear her lightly snoring, but I didn’t give a damn. I reached for her shoulder and rolled her over on her back, climbed back in between her legs and slid down until I was face to face with her pussy. I latched on to her clit and lightly sucked until I heard her moan and I knew I had her. I hope she knew that she was stuck with my ass.
Chapter Forty-One
Ann Barnes
I was headed over to have a few words with Cheryl, I felt like her intentions were bad with how she told Kayson about things. I had never seen him look so betrayed and hurt. Everything I did for him was for his own good. Now here this witch comes along trying to fuck up what I worked so hard to build within my son.
When I pulled into the projects where she stayed I just looked at the surroundings and thanked God that he placed Kayson in my life. He wasn’t the best person in the world by far, but I think he would have ended up much worse with her here. I got out and went to knock on the door.
“Who is it?” she sang.
“Ann Barnes.” I stated sternly to let her know that this was not a social call.
She swung the door open and we just had a nice little stare down. I was there to give her a piece of my mind and I planned on doing just that. I must admit I did feel sorry for her for a second. She was younger than me but look like she had a good ten years on me. Them drugs did not do her body good.
“Can I help you?” She said nastily.
“We need to talk about MY SON,” I put much emphasis on the my son part.
“You mean my son.” She smirked. “You never could have kids, could you?”
That was a sore spot for me and nothing to joke about. “No, any bitch can have a pup, but it takes a mother to raise it. All you did was give birth to a drug infested baby. I nursed him back to health when he almost died as a baby, and you didn’t even stick around to see if he was okay. You ran out to go and chase your next high.” I rolled my neck ‘cause she had me heated already and I hadn’t even stepped in the house. “I raised him; made sure he had the best of everything. I made sure that he is the man that he is today; I did that, not you. All you did was hug that got damn glass pipe and whatever else you could get in your system to make you feel better about your miserable life.” I went off.
“You don’t know what I went through.”
“It doesn’t matter what you went through; when you have a child that child becomes your priority, and you work through your shit with your child.” I pointed at her. “I been through some shit in my day, some shit that would bring the strongest woman to her knees and I almost let it get me. But I decided to pull myself up and make a change. So, don’t give me that, I been through this and that bullshit, because I know the song and dance and the shit don’t mean nothing to me.”
“Why are you here?”
“Because we need to talk about the little stunt you pulled. I don’t know what your motive is, but you need to back the hell off. I have never told Kayson not to have a relationship with you and if he wants to that’s his business, because no matter what I’m his mother and I know my place in his life.” I had to throw that in there, just so she knew that I was not afraid of being replaced in his life because that was not possible.
She laughed. “If you weren’t worried then you wouldn’t be here.”
“I’m here because I need to know what your motives are.”
“He’s my son and I want to get to know him.”
“I don’t believe you Chelley.” I simply stated.
“You don’t have to believe me, I really don’t care what you think to be honest, I just want to get close to my son.”
“If I find out that you have ill intentions, you are gonna regret it.” I threatened.
“Did you just threaten me?”
“Yes, I did.” I said in the calmest voice I could muster up.
“Aye, what’s going on here?” I didn’t even notice that Kayson was walking up until I heard his voice. I wanted to ask him what the hell he was doing here but I didn’t want to make the situation worse.
“Nothing, Ann just came by to make sure that I had your best interest in heart.” She smirked, and I glared at her and Kayson picked up on it. I didn’t want him to think that I was trying to get in the wa
y or him getting to know his birth mother, I just wanted to know that she wasn’t gonna hurt my baby.
“Mama?” He questioned me, I looked at him and then back up at Chelley who now had a sour look on her face because he called me mama.
“Yeah, son?”
“What’s really good cause I know yo’ little feisty ass.” The look on his face was serious but I could hear the humor in his voice.
“Come walk me to my car, I’ll let you and Chelley have some privacy.”
“Aight,” he said and then turned his attention to Chelley. “Let me walk my mama to her car and then I’ll be back. I hope it’s not a problem that I stopped by.”
“No not at all son, take your time and the door will be unlocked, just walk on in.”
“Cool.”
Kayson put his hand on the small of my back and led me down the stairs and to my car. When we got to the car I went to grab the handle and he turned me around and hugged me, he gave me one of those hugs like he used to give me as a kid and I embraced it.
“I’m sorry for how I talked to you the other day; I was just mad and hurt.”
“I know baby, and we should have never kept something like that from you, baby.”
“I know why you did it, I don’t like it, but I understand.” He said and then looked down at me. I loved how mature he had become. He was far from the little reckless teenager who stayed on punishment more than not. I knew I had raised him right and I wasn’t worried about him falling for anything that she may throw at him.
“We’ll talk about it later; you go in and talk to Chelley. And baby,” I paused because I was looking for the right words to say without being a bitch. “Be careful okay?”
“Don’t worry I only got one mama.” He smirked being a smart ass.
“You ain’t got to tell me that, I already know.”
“Man, take yo’ feisty ass on somewhere.”
“Keep it up Kayson Barnes, I got a belt with yo’ name on it.” I pointed at him.
“Save it for your grandson.” He threw out there, I had to let it process for a minute, and then I gasped and threw my hand over my mouth.
