8. Daisy
Daisy
Moving A Bish In…
I was so proud of my girl for finally putting her pride to the side and spending Asher’s money. Her ass tried to be conservative, but between me and Tiara, her ass was getting whatever she wanted. We allowed her to take her living room set and Ashtan’s furniture since it was new, but everything else we left in that apartment. We had an organization come to get it.
“Bitch got herself a big girl condo!” Tiara rejoiced. I wasn’t sure about her at first with everything that happened at her and Asher’s mother’s birthday party, but she was cool as hell. “I tol you to stop playin wit my bubba. Ain’t like you outcha tryin to be extra wit it. Dis shit necessities.”
Me and her slapped five. “I told her that, Tiara!” We were at Katniss’s new condo. All of the furniture and her things were moved here yesterday. Today we were decorating and unpacking. Mama Raylen had Ashtan and Ashan for the night. Both of the boys loved being around each other, even with the seven month age gap.
A few days after all of the paparazzi shit popped off, Mrs. Lina invited Katniss, her parents, and me over for dinner. It was no surprise when all the old folks got along. Hell, Katniss, Asher, Zane, me, and Tiara left the dinner before them. They were in there having the time of their lives.
“I know what y’all told me, but I never want Asher to think I’m trying to use him,” Katniss said with conviction. “I’m sure he gets his share of females who try to use him.”
Tiara cut her eyes at Katniss. “Girl, bye! First, Asher’s ass is too mean to leta bitch get dat close to use him.” She leaned forward in her seat on the couch. “Second, dat man, my bubba, will give you whateva you want, trust me. You ca ask dat man for a mil jus to look at and he ga say okay.”
I tried, I really did try to hold my laughter in. It was a futile attempt. “Girl, Tiara! You should have seen her ass when we went furniture shopping. Now Asher told her to use the money out the account and let him know if she needed more.” I talked through my laughs. “She texted him every time we got to the register to tell him how much it was and ask if it was alright.”
It was crazy that my best friend really thought she couldn’t get what she wanted from a man who paid the rest of her tuition balance for the remainder of the semester she was in as well as the next after one night of fucking. “Asher called her ass after the fifth or sixth text and told her ass to cut the shit.”
Tiara joined in with my laughter, but Katniss sat on her new lounge chair in her bedroom seating area looking salty. “Girl, I know. Bubba was at Mama house when she kept textin him. Our mama been da one who tell him to tell her to stop textin him.”
“Fuck both of y’all!” Katniss accompanied her words with her two middle fingers. “Excuse me for trying to care about his pockets.” When she cut her eyes in my direction, I knew she was about to say some wicked shit. “Daisy, so how are things going with your lil boo, Zane?”
Here she go!
“Wait, please tell me you not da girl dat got Zane eyes cross!” Tiara blurted. “Look, I’ma need you bitches to teach a class. Kat, you got my brotha outcha about to buy planets for your ass and you ain’t even know it.” She pointed her finger at me. “And you got Zane questioning e self-worth like a muthafucka.”
We all laughed. “I don’t have anything and, Katniss, he is not my boo. We just fuck a lot,” I said. Fucking Zane was a great highlight hence why we do it a lot. When Tiara asked me if I wanted to be with him, I responded, “Absolutely not.”
“If you don’t want to be with him like that, then why did you let your roster go?” Katniss questioned with a smirk. “Yeah, bitch, what about that?”
I swear my best friend paid too much attention to shit that didn’t have anything to do with her. “I did not let anyone go. I still go out; I’m just only fucking Zane. He doesn’t need to know that I’m only fucking him.”
“So, look me in my face and tell me that you’re not feeling or want to see what’s up with Zane,” Katniss challenged. “Don’t lie to me, best friend, either, or I’m gonna spider monkey pounce on your ass.”
“I mean, Zane is fine as hell with awesome dick, of course I would want to see what’s up, but he’s never going to know that,” I said with an eye roll. Tiara and Katniss glared at me like I was crazy. “Hello, Zane is a whore! Have you two forgotten that?” I asked them like they were crazy.
Tiara’s head dipped to the side. “So let me get dis straight, because he a ho, you wan him to think you a ho too?” She put her hands up in surrender. “Na, I ain’t callin you a ho, but from how you say you ain’t wan em to know that you only ridin him, that sound like you wan em to think you fuckin other niggas too.”
I took a sip of my wine, then put it down on the side table closest to me. “If that’s what it is. I swallow my feelings, if they’re there, just as good as I swallow nut. Won’t get me,” I said with no remorse.
See one thing I knew about life and niggas was they would play in your face if you let them. I let that shit happen one time and it would never happen again. I felt Katniss’s eyes on me, and I was not about to go there with her. I thanked God when my phone dinged with an IG notification. The corners of my lips peaked when I opened and saw what it was.
“Fuck all this! Let’s get dressed and go out to celebrate. I know exactly where we’re going too!” I jumped up, picked my wine glass up, and downed the rest of it. I winked at Katniss. “Tell baby daddy tonight’s festivities are on his ass too.”
Tiara jumped up. “Shit, I got clothes in my club go bag in my car. I’ll be back!” I swear I loved a bitch that was always ready to go.
Katniss huffed, but her ass got up so she could get herself together. We were going to celebrate, and if luck would have it get into some other shit. Tonight was going to be an entertaining night.
“Oh, this is nice. I’ve never been here before,” Katniss said as we entered a new chill, hookah spot that just opened not too long ago. “Where are we going to sit?”
I waved them over. “I already got us a section. I set it up while y’all were getting ready,” I let her and Tiara know.
We walked over to where we would be sitting. Immediately, Katniss told us that she had to use the bathroom. From where we sat, the bathroom was in direct view. The second she left our section, Tiara slid next to me. “Okay, bitch, tell me somthin. Since we got in here you been lookin round like you scopin for someone.”
“Look at you, miss obvious.” I clapped my hands. I looked toward the bathroom to make sure Katniss wasn’t coming. “Okay, let me go over this fast. A few days ago, your brother let it slip that the bitch that went to the blogs was some bitch named Penny. We was at y’all parents’ house, and he was talking to your daddy and Zane. I overheard them, well more like was intentionally listening.”
I looked down the hall again to check on Katniss. “Alright, Zane mentioned that she worked at a bank, so I did my little research and found her. Mrs. Penny Pages is the bitch. Once I found her name, finding her social media wasn’t shit. Per her social media, she’s here with some of her lil friends and I’m going to beat her ass.”
That was the plan, and I was sticking to it. Tiara’s body tilted backward before a smile displayed on her face. When her body came back forward, she said, “I knew I been ga like you. I ain’t fight since before I had Ashan. I need a lil workout. How da bitch look?”
After a few taps on my phone, I passed it to Tiara. She looked at the picture then looked around. Just as Katniss came back into the section, Tiara smiled, then pointed. My eyes narrowed in that direction. Bingo, bitch.
“What are y’all doing over here?” Katniss sat between us, and her head was on a swivel that ended in my direction. She studied my face, and I tried to keep it neutral. If anyone knew my bullshit, it was my best friend. “Nope, if someone doesn’t tell me what the hell is going on right now, I’m leaving.”
This bitch! “Look, the main reason I wanted us to come here was to chill and vibe, but there is also another reason.” I took a pause for dramatic effect because I’m a dramatic kind of bitch. “I wanted to come here because Penny Pages posted she was here.”
Bewilderedness covered her face. That was understandable because we had yet to discuss this goofy ass bitch. When I went through her digital footprint, I was shocked to find out that she was married. Her husband was some white man who was a cutie. From what I saw, he was out of the country most of the time. “Who the hell is Penny Pages, Daisy?”
Tiara sat forward to grab Katniss’s attention. “So, check it. Penny is da bitch that sold da story about you being my bubba’s baby mama to the blogs. She used to fuck wit em for a while.”
Katniss’s eyes went in the direction that Tiara pointed. Katniss sat there and just stared. It was this weird, almost obsessive stare. It was scary as fuck. Before we knew it, she stood up. Oh shit! When she looked back at us, with a steady voice, she said, “This bitch is about to see me.”
“Tiara, call your brother. We about to get locked the fuck up in this bitch.” See Katniss wasn’t one to start shit because her ass was crazy. She liked to think that she wasn’t as crazy as me, but my best friend was crazier. It was always the quiet bitches that were the craziest. When you get them started, their off button doesn’t work.
Tiara pulled her phone out to make the call as we trailed behind Katniss. Penny sat at a table with two other females, so our crews were evenly matched. Please let Tiara know how to fight. I knew what me and Katniss worked with.
“Mrs. Penny Pages, it’s nice to meet you,” Katniss greeted before she extended her hand for a handshake. My girl stood there stoically with her clutch under her arm. Her hair was in a cute messy bun with some of her tresses hanging down. Katniss had gorgeous hair, but preferred to wear weaves, wigs, and braids more often.
Penny’s head slanted upward toward my best friend. She was confused at first until recognition hit her. When her lips turned up and those eyes sparkled, I knew shit was about to go left as fuck. “Miss Katniss Roland, it’s nice to meet you as well.” Penny accepted her hand. From the hiss that came from her, it was obvious that my best friend squeezed the hell out of her lil hand.
My best friend’s head rested toward her right ear. “I heard that you love running your mouth about business that doesn’t belong to you for a paycheck.” With a snarky smile, Katniss said, “Now, miss ma’am, that’s not very nice of you.”
Even with the music around us, you could still hear a pin drop. I wasn’t sure how fast this would go or if it would go at all. Penny’s friends didn’t look like they were of the fighting variety. They looked confused as if they may not know what was about to happen. When Penny gave a throaty chuckle, it was at that moment I knew, she was with the shits.
“Well, miss ma’am, I didn’t think that it was nice for you to slide your whorish ass in places that you shouldn’t be,” Penny said with lifted brows. “As far as me running my mouth, so what? There’s nothing you can do about it.” She flexed her hand, looked at her short ass circa 1999 active length nails, then looked back at Katniss. “Hell, I would think that you would be appreciative that you got some recognition for your bastard ass—”
We knew it wasn’t right, but as the mother, godmother, and auntie of Ashtan we all reacted. If I were a spectator, I would have covered my mouth to hold in my oh shit at the sight of this girl getting hit from three different directions on her face. I was sure that we all aimed for her mouth.
“Bitch, you got my nephew fuck up!” Tiara’s voice was the loudest of us all. She tagged Penny one more time before she pulled back.
Penny’s friends didn’t want the smoke because they both jumped up and back. I pulled back off Penny after my first hit because my best friend was on her ass. My chest filled with pride because my best friend was beating this bitch’s ass. Cameras were out everywhere filming. Shit let me pull out my camera too. If anyone was going to sell this to the blogs, it was going to be Katniss herself. Fuck it, get that money, sis!
The speed of Penny’s windmills was impressive. The wind coming from them was enough to dry the setting spray on a bitch’s face. Just as Katniss was about to stomp that ho, security came in to ruin the fun. The two friends pointed at me and Tiara to let security know that we were involved. Snitch ass bitches. Two dudes snatched our asses up as if we were rowdy.
“Aye now, be soft with me.”
In the blink of an eye, me, Tiara, and Katniss were in the back of cop cars with handcuffs on. They put us in separate cars which sucked. My eruption of laughter caused the cops that were standing closest to the car I was in to look at me suspiciously. They really called the ambulance. Damn, my best friend must have really fucked her up.
“Y’all boy wild,” Asher said over his shoulder as he walked in front of us. We were finally leaving the courthouse after hours. “How da fuck you say you ain’t wanna be in da blogs, but round here fightin bitches and shit.”
When we got arrested, it was just before midnight. Now it was almost six in the morning, and we were just leaving. “Whatever, Asher. If you maintain better control of your hos, I wouldn’t have to fight bitches!” Katniss yelled at his back. “You damn right I’m going to pounce on a bitch when she calls my son a fucking bastard.”
Katniss bumped into Asher’s back because his feet stopped moving forward abruptly. He spun around so fast that I jumped back. “What da fuck you say jus now?” She repeated herself and he snickered. “Aight, bet dat. Let’s fuckin go!”
We all rode in Asher’s Tahoe to get back to the apartment building. We went to Katniss’s apartment, but Tiara got her stuff and was out the door. I was about to do the same until I was accosted by Zane. “Aye, let me holla at you for a minute at my place.”
It didn’t sound like he gave me another option outside of coming with him, so I came. I was tired, but dick could wake me up. It was convenient that Zane, Asher, and now Katniss lived in the same building. Asher and Zane owned penthouses while Katniss lived four floors down. I wasn’t sure how big the penthouses were, but Katniss’s condo was huge.
Me and Zane rode the elevator in silence. We had sex a few days ago in a hotel room uptown and that was the last time we talked. Katniss had been bitching about me giving him my actual phone number, but I had yet to see the need. That was too much access in my opinion, however, she thought differently. How is it too much access when you have the IG app on your phone just like text messages? He can call or text you on IG too. I hated when bitches had points.
I stood behind Zane as he put the code in his door, then let us in. He stepped to the side so I could walk in. When his hand smacked my ass, it was clear that I was here to do more fucking than talking. I giggled over my shoulder before I walked deeper into Zane’s condo. “Wow, that is a gorgeous view!”
Without permission, I moved to the balcony door, unlocked it, then slid it open. I took in the air and breeze. The theme of the penthouse was enormous, and the balcony followed the theme perfectly. When I heard Zane’s footsteps behind me, I faced him. “Do you ever sit out here? I would be out here all the time!”
“Doing what?” he questioned with a titter. “Being mean as fuck?” His joke tickled him because his ass was bent over laughing.
He had me mystified. I gave him enough time to get himself together. After he stood up right, I crossed my arms over myself. “Zane, we don’t have enough communication for you to ascertain whether or not I’m mean as fuck. I suck and fuck your dick. You suck, lick, and fuck my pussy, and on the greatest occasions, my ass.”
His smile dropped and the corners of his eyes tightened. “See!” He pointed at me. “That’s the shit right there. You act like if we have a normal conversation outside of fucking that it’s doing too much.”
“Whatever, Zane.” I waved him off before I continued to marvel at the view. “Too much conversation creates ditzy, confused bitches like Penny,” I mumbled.
The pressure of Zane’s body against my back pinned me to the banister. His breath massaged the skin behind my ear. In my ear, with a guttural tone, he said, “Well, since all we do is fuck and suck, then what we waiting for?”
His hands went under my skirt to the waistline of my boy-short panty. There was no resistance from me when he proceeded to pull them down. The lady that I was, I even stepped out of them and pushed them to the side. I thought I was about to take that dick or tongue from the back, but his ass surprised me when he turned me and picked me up. His lips collided with mine. Fuck!
His strong ass carried me back into the condo to my disappointment. I wanted to get that dick while I looked at the skyline. I wasn’t sure where we were headed until we got there. He sat me on the bathroom counter before he disconnected his lips from mine. “I want that pussy in the shower.”
I watched him go over to his massive walk-in shower and turn it on. The bench inside of the shower was large enough for a normal-sized person to lay on. Not his burly ass, but yeah. “Nigga, if you wanted me to clean my pussy, that’s all you had to say.”
After he threw the shirt that he had just taken off on the floor, he stared at me with a shaking head. “Sometimes you talk too fucking much. You do know that it’s possible to kill two birds with one stone without having to acknowledge the fucking stone. Take that shit off and get in here with me.”
I sat there frozen for a minute. I wasn’t going to admit that what he said pinched my feelings a little bit. Shake that shit off, Daisy! I scootched down from the counter, then finished disrobing. I walked over to what looked like a linen closet. Bingo! After I snickered at some of the items inside, I grabbed a washcloth and towel.
I climbed in the shower after I tied my hair up and placed my towel on the counter. Zane was already washing his body. Thank God he used no gender specific fragrant body wash. I was not in the mood to smell like a man. Zane took a seat on the bench while I washed myself. From his grunts, groans, and hard dick I could tell that he enjoyed the show. I stood under the showerhead to let the water rinse the soap down the drain.
“Bring your mean, sexy ass here,” Zane commanded. He didn’t have to command me more than once. I wanted to bunny hop over there to shorten the step count, but I wouldn’t dare want him to know that I yearned for that tongue, touch, and dick. When I was in his reach, his hands gripped my hips as he turned me around. Hell yeah! He’s about to eat this ass and pussy! This man could give a master’s class on gobbling up pussy and ass.
One of his hands wrapped around the front of my upper thigh. His other hand touched the bottom of my back. “Spread your legs and bend the fuck over,” he said smoothly.
Flexibility don’t fail me now. I stabilized my balance before I bent over. I made sure my hand gripped one ankle while the other was on the floor just in case my ass got weak. “Nigga, don’t let me fall over. This requires teamwork.”
Fuck all that sexy shit. There would be nothing sexy about busting my head open with a tongue in my ass. With a chuckle, he assured me that he had me. He removed the hand that was on my thigh so he could wrap his arm around my waist to hold me in place. “Zane, oh fuck!”
His tongue started from my pussy and licked up toward my asshole. My body quaked like it was twenty-degrees in this shower. The way his tongue treated my asshole, I knew he planned to stick his dick in it. A bitch didn’t mind either. My orgasm hit me harder than I’d ever experienced.
Before my orgasm could conclude, Zane slipped into my suga melon with smooth proficiency. He smacked my ass. “Fucking good ass Suga Melon.” He shifted our bodies so that my hands were on the bench. That was the perfect position for me to drop the top of my body all the way down. All those years as a competitive cheerleader and tumbler paid off.
I wound my hips and made my lil ass clap just how he liked it. He mumbled something about mean bitches having good pussy and it annoyed me. It was crazy because I was far from mean. I was a little touched in the head at times, but overall, I was a fucking Mary Poppins.
“The only thing that’s mean is this pussy,” I said.
“Shit, Daisy!” He smacked my ass harder than he did the first time. “Loosen up that vice fucking grip!”
“Nah, you wanna talk shit,” I taunted. “Show me what you can do in this mean girl’s pussy.” I used my best melon muscles to clamp down on his dick. Although tight, Suga Melon’s wetness complemented the tightness which made his dick sliding back and forth bring me to an unexpected nut.
Just as I caught my breath, he slipped out of Suga Melon and into my Suga Berry. My gasp was deep. “Talk that shit now, mean ass.” Zane’s strokes were long while his hands held my ass cheeks apart. “Play with Suga Melon, Daisy.”
My fingers immediately followed instructions to tickle Suga Melon’s middle. “Fuck yes!” My other arm propped me up, but that bitch was weak right now. “Zane, fuck!” He felt so amazing. After a few more strokes, he pulled out, then plunged back into Suga Melon.
The way he switched up his angles and deepened his stroke let me know that he would cum sooner than later. “Fuck, I’m about to cum.” He smacked my ass. Seconds later, he grunted and slammed into me one final time.
We stood still for a moment before he pulled out. By the time I stood up, he was already lathering up his washcloth. Zane’s body was immaculate. He was all muscle, including that strong ass dick. It didn’t take him long to finish before he was out of the shower. After he left, I handled my hygiene. God, I love this shower.
When I finally walked out of the bathroom into his bedroom, he was sitting with his back against the headboard. He glanced toward me, and I already knew what was coming next. Zane had this thing where he wanted to kick me out before I could tell him that I was leaving. I guess it allowed him to put some chinks back on his ego armor.
“I’m about to get some rest,” he said to my back as I used lotion that I found in the bathroom. So fucking predictable.
“Cool, I’ll get out your way,” I told him as I slipped my skirt over my ass. My panties fit in my crossbody purse, and I didn’t wear a bra. I walked back into his bathroom to put the washcloth and towel in his dirty clothes hamper as well as get what else I needed from his linen closet.
Once I had myself together after I checked myself out in the mirror, I stepped back into his room. “I’m outta here, Zane. I’ll make sure the door is locked,” I told him. Before I walked out of his room, I turned around and held up what I had in my hand. “Good look on the Plan Bs in the linen closet. You really do think of everything.”
Tonight was the first time we fucked without protection. I wasn’t worried about STDs because we showed each other our tests after we had sex the first time, but I wasn’t on birth control. I would make an appointment now that he’d had pure, unconcentrated Suga Melon. Now that he had her unconcentrated there wouldn’t be any going back.