6. Draco
“Come on! Youniggassaid you wanted to play ball, and now y’all bullshitting.”
I smirked as Zo had a fit over a community football game, but with bragging rights on the line, I understood where he was coming from. We got a last-minute call from a community leader, asking us to play in the charity game at a local college. Although we had to donate ten bands to enter, we gladly accepted.
“Down! Set! Hike!”
We took off running at the sound of the whistle. I had to restrain myself from using all my strength as we played. The last thing I needed was to end up on somebody’s social media page.
“There we go!” I yelled as Sparrow ran into the end zone. “That’s game, baby!”
Over the cheers of the crowd, I heard Frankie’s raspy voice chant my name. She sat in the bleachers dressed in an old school jersey dress and my S.O.E letterman jacket. She looked adorable sporting two ponytails. Before we left the house, she complained that the style made her look childish, but I loved that it gave a clear view of her face.
While everyone else celebrated on the field, I found my way to Frankie. She wrapped her arms around my waist and puckered her lips as soon as I was within arm’s reach. One kiss turned into two, and before I could stop myself, I had her lifted in the air.
“Draco!” she yelled. “Put me down. I’m wearing a dress!”
“Nobody told you to wear this throwback.”
She rolled her eyes as I placed her back on her feet. “You’re a hater. You know I look good.”
“Yeah, because you’re on my arm.”
We went back and forth, talkingshituntil a young girl with pigtails and a polka dot dress approached Frankie.
“I like your purse!” She smiled, pointing to the small bag wrapped around Frankie’s wrist.
Slowly, Frankie leaned forward and tickled the little girl under her chin. “Thank you, beautiful! I like your shoes. Mary Janesareone of my favorites.”
I admired the way Frankie dealt with the little lady. She was a natural nurturer. Without missing a beat, Frankie began removing everything from her bag and putting it in her pockets.
“Here, pretty. Take it.”
The little girl jumped in place. “Are you serious? Thank you!”
“Yeah, we appreciate it.”
The familiar voice invaded our innocent moment. A grimace rearranged my face when I saw Kash gesture for the dimple-faced cutie to come to him.
“Hey, Daddy!” She glanced up at Kash. “Look what the lady gave me. Isn’t she pretty? Her skin looks like that model. You know her name.”
Boldly, Kash eye fucked Frankie before mugging me. “Yeah, she’s gorgeous. Maybe daddy can take her out.”
“Daddy, you can’t do that. She has a boyfriend.”
I laughed. “It sounds likebabygirl is more observant than her elder. I don’t know why you would try me when the last time… you remember what happened.”
Kash wagged his finger like an old man. “You right. I haven’t forgotten. I still plan to pay you back for that.”
“You better hurry up before I beat you to it.”
Frankie stepped in the middle of me and Kash.
“Gentlemen, there are ladies around. Maybe everyone should go back to their friend groups.” She winked at the little girl. “Have a good day, lovebug.”
“You too.” She beamed as she followed her dad.
As they walked away, my brothers strolled over to me and Frankie.
“What the hell are they doing here?” Zo groaned.
I shrugged. “No telling. This is a community event. A lot of clubs are here.”
“Right, but why is thatniggain your face?” Quadir quizzed.
“Because he wants to lose his life.”
Frankie’s eyes shot up to me. “Don’t do that! That little girl needs her father.”
“And you need me! I knowyou heard that nigga threatenmy life.”
“Draco, I?—”
“Don’t need to talk about this,” I interjected.
Frankie smacked her lips and pulled at one of her ponytails. “Whatever. I’m going to get lemonade.”
Since she already had an attitude, I waited until I was certain she couldn’t hear me before I faced my brothers.
“I found our next play. After we get back from Silk Hills, we are going to run in Kash’s trap house.”
The ride to Silk Hills was serene. One second, we were cruising in silence on a clear highway, and the next, Frankie and I were singing old Chris Brown songs as we jettedpastthe hills. When we pulled into a truck stop, a few of my folks called me a simp for my playlist, and all I could do was flip them off.
We arrived in the city at almost 3:00 PM and headed straight to the house we were staying in. Most of my club brothers were staying together, but since I had Frankie with me, I secured us a separate spot for the night.
“Oh my God, Draco! This place is beautiful!” Frankie exclaimed as she marveled at the Spanish-style home.
“Yes, it is. But we don’t have time to enjoy it right now, Nugget. The party starts at six. We need to get ready.”
“Ugh.” She groaned. “You’re a party popper. I’m going to get in the shower.”
As I expected, Frankie used every moment she could to get dressed. I waited by the door after calling her name a few times, but when she appeared, I forgot how to breathe. Frankie looked like Jessica Rabbit in a sparkly, red corset dress that touched her ankles. She wore a little makeup, but her red lipstick fit her look.
“You are one fine ass woman. I hope you know that.”
“As much as you tell me, I can’t forget it. Let’s get out of here.”
The venue Durk and Clover reserved for their engagement party was close to our home away from home. Thanks to traffic, we walked in right after the pastor said a prayerand the serverspassedoutdinner.The menu was extensive, including everything from salmon to tomahawk steak, yet I took advantage of the sweets on the table.
“If the engagement party looks like this, imagine the wedding,” Frankie muttered under her breath as she admired the mural on the ceiling.
I reached over and fidgeted with the ring on her finger. “Do you want a big wedding?”
“Not really. I don’t have enough family and friends to fill a church.”
“You do now,” a familiar voice commented.
I swirled around, coming to face to face with the groom to be. “What’s good, Durk?”
“You tell me, Big Draco!”
He happily pulled me in for a hug like we were long-lost friends. We hadn’t seen each other in years, but anytime we partied together, I created another memory to share with my future grandkids.
“Man, I appreciate y’all coming down.” Durk patted his breast pocket. “Introduce me to your lady.”
My chest expanded as I stepped to the side, giving Frankie the spotlight.
“This is my lady, Francesca.”
“Your lady?” Durk’s chin tumbled to his chest. “I like the sound of that.”
Frankie extended her hand. “It’s nice to meet you. Congratulations on the upcoming wedding.”
“Appreciate it. Be sure you invite me to yours when the day comes.” He winked.
A short woman with long hair and pretty pecan skin crept up and hugged Durk from behind. His face lit up when she stood on her tippy toes and kissed the side of his face.
“Speaking of pretty ladies,” Durk stated. “Draco, Francesca, this is my wife, Clover.”
The ladies hugged like they were old friends, and after only exchanging a few words, Clover whisked Frankie away. Since I knew she was comfortable, I went to speak with members of the club that I hadn’t seen in a while.
“Oh,shit! Big Draco cameto chill with his folks?” Shiloh asked as I joined the circle. “Are you staying for the weekend?”
“Shit, I might. Y’all got it cracking down here,” I stated after taking another look at the crowd.
Not only was everyone dressed to the nines, but they also walked around like life was good.
“We keep telling you and your brothers the vibes are different this way.” Durk reachedinhis pocket and retrieved a wad of cash. “Money is good. The club is thriving. Y’all would love it.”
“Hmm.” I swayed my head from side to side. “I’ll think about it.”
Shiloh’s brows jumped up his forehead.
“Really? Every other time I asked you about moving down here, you always said no.”
I glanced at Frankie on the dancefloor, turning up with the bride and other women associated with the club. Aside from waiting to get back to doing hair consistently, Frankie craved a family unit. I knew I could provide that in Blackstone, yet I thought it wouldbe easier to obtainin Silk Hills.
The party went on for another two hours beforeI was drunkoff my ass. Durk made sure food and drinks stayed in rotation, and Ididn’t turn anythingdown. I did my best to allow Frankie to flow around the party without me following her like a lost puppy, but after awhile,I snuck up on her in her favorite spot—the dancefloor.
“Are you enjoying yourself, Nugget?”
“Look atyou.” Frankie snickered. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you drunk.”
“I’m not drunk,” I slurred. The sound of my shaky voice made me laugh. “I’m good.”
As we two-stepped to the dancefloor, I spun Frankie in a circle. She looked like she was on Cloud Nine when she wrapped her arms around my neck. I could tell by her heavy eyelids I wasn’t the only one who had a few drinks.
“Your family is pretty dope. I definitely have a newfound love for SilkHills.”
“Oh, yeah? What do you think about moving down here?”
“To Silk Hills?” She cut her eyes to the floor. “I’ve never thought about it. I’ve lived in Blackstone my whole life, but I can’t think of many reasons to stay.”
“Don’t worry about it. It was just a thought.”
She tilted her head to the side as she licked her lips.
“What else have you been thinking about?”
My hand glided down her back until I palmed one of her fat ass cheeks.
“I think you trying to get into trouble. You sure you ready for that, baby?”
“I’m think I’m ready to find out.”
Frankie
“Frankie, are you still cooking? It’s almost ten.”
My shoulders crumpled hearing Clover remind me I had been in the kitchen for hours.
Since Durk’s engagement party, she called me a few times a week. Considering me and Sammi still hadn’t spoken, Clover’s kindness restored my faith in having girlfriends.
“I’m almost done with everything. I’m so nervous, I don’t have an appetite.”
Clover grinned into the camera. “You don’t have an appetite for food because you’re hungry for the dick!”
I giggled at the accurate observation.
“You’re giggling, but you’re not denying it,” she acknowledged.
I lifted a shoulder. “Because then I would be lying. I’ve made Draco wait long enough. Tonight is the night or whatever Betty Wright said.”
“By thewayyou two were all over each other at the party, I still can’t believe you guys haven’t taken things to the next level. I think it’s beautiful that you guys waited for each other.”
I talked to my new homegirl until my homemade dinner rolls were ready then I went to take the longest shower of my life. Once I was done, I put on a red bra and panty set, and laid across the bed, looking and smelling good. I did not know what time Draco would be back, but I wanted to be ready when he walked through the door.
To kill time, I found a movie to watch. After the second one, I snatched my robe from the bed and went downstairs to put the food away. Although Iwas frustratedwith the way the night was going, I was more worried than anything.
Right as I moved to shut off the kitchen light, I heard the front door open. I didn’t want to seem thirsty, but I rushed out to the front of the house and collided with a hard chest.
“What the hell—” My words got caught in my throat, seeing Draco’s face and clothes covered in blood. “Draco. What happened? Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine.” He brushed my hands away. “Let me go take a shower.”
“No! You’re going to tell me why you’re coming in here with blood on your clothes and tears in your eyes.”
A harsh grumble found its way through his latched lips.
“I did a job. Quadir took a bullet! I had a long fucking night, Francesca.”
He hiked up the steps two at a time, but I stayed on his heels.
“Stop running from me, Draco! Is Quadir okay?” I panicked. “Are you okay?”
“If Quadir wasn’t breathing, I don’t think I’d be standing.”
I walked up on him and massaged his arms.
“Baby.”
Draco’s shoulders caved in when I called out to him. I didn’t know where he came from or what he had done, but I could tell he needed me.
Carefully, I led Draco to the shower in his bathroom and stripped him down to nothing. I put his soiled clothes in a plastic bag then stepped into the shower fully clothed.
The longer we stood under the showerhead, the more he loosened up.
“I’m sorry I ruined your surprise,” he professed, placing his forehead against mine.
I rubbed my hand up and down his back. “It’s okay. Tell me what happened.”
“We did our last job tonight, but things got outof hand.”
“But everyone is okay, right? Everyone made it home?” I asked with fear squeezing my chest.
He stood upright. “Quadir and Zo came back in one piece. How are you feeling? It looks like you were planning to get some dick tonight.”
His statement cracked my somber demeanor.
“Why do you have to say it like that?” I questioned with a smile.
“Tell me I’m lying.”
Heat scorched my body as I shook my head no. “At least I planned to feed you first.”
“It’s not too late,” he declared, sweeping me off my feet and carrying me out of the bathroom.
As he walked to the bed, Draco buried his face in my cleavage, licking and sucking on my nipples.Every inch of skin he could reach, he christened, leaving me wet even above my waist. Although I loved the tongue and vibrator combo, Draco was skilled on his own. As if he was getting ready to feast, the big man slid between my legs and rested on his elbows. His long, fat tongue glided up my slit, catching me off guard. However, the sound of him sucking on my clit made my ass lift off the bed.
“Fuck, Draco! Suck my pussy! I love it.”
He placed his large hand on my stomach when I sat up, forcing me to lie back. Still, I rocked my hips against his mouth when something long slid inside of me.
“There you go. I have to get this pussy ready,” he explained in a hoarse voice. “Can I add another finger?”
“Please!” I yelled, almost begging him to fill me up. Every finger Draco slipped in my coochie made her juicier. Every time he licked my juices off his fingers and then put them back inside of me, I cried out to the heavens. When I felt my stomach growing tense, I pushed Draco’s head further into my middle. He begged me to cream on his tongue before shoving a third finger into my hole. That was all it took for me to do exactly what I was told.
Draco didn’t give me any time to recover before he placed the tip of his pipe at my opening.
“You’re shaking, Frankie.”
“I’m nervous,” I admitted through labored breaths.
“What do you need me to do?”
I reached for him while saying, “Kiss me. Please.”
Draco tongued me down until my moans grew loud. Never breaking our connection, he eased one of my legs over his shoulder then pushed his way inside of me.
“Ouch. Baby…”
“I know it hurts, Frankie. You gon’take it for me? Do you want me to stop?” he queried.
“No,” I replied quickly. “Just go slow. Please.”
“Whatever you need, baby.”
The surrounding walls melted away, symbolizing my discomfort. The longer Draco grinded into my coochie, the looser I got. Pain and pleasure had never felt so good, but at that moment, I understood the phrase— it hurts so good.
“Draco…” I cooed. “Your eyes. They’re purple.”
“You… You did that.” He dropped his head and picked up the pace. “Fuck, Frankie. This pussy is doing something to me.”
His praise incited my need to be closer to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, dismissing the pain, and hauledmy back off the bed.
“I fucking love you, Frankie. In this lifetime and in the next. I’ll always find you. You’re mine.”
“You’re mine, Draco! Bite me. Do it!”
Unlike the first time I asked, Draco pushed my hair back and sank his fangs into my neck. All breath left my body then smashed back into my lungs. All six of my senses heightened as if I’d taken a mushroom. The shift happened too quickly. I almost thought I was tripping when the sense of euphoria faded.
“Oh my God, Draco. I can’t take it. I?—”
“Get your nut, baby. I’m right there with you.”
Our lips came together just as we came together. I rested beside Draco, sprawled out like something heavy had hit me.
I asked, “Am I a vampire now?”
Draco laughed. “No, baby. But you are officially the savior of one.”