Chapter 6
Niko Freeman
I didn’t just want to just fuck Yanna, I really wanted to kick it for a second with her fine ass. I couldn’t help if my dick always found its way inside her pussy when we were around each other. That was her fault; if anything, she should have been mad at herself for falling on my dick so easily.
A nigga was really out here trippin’ behind Yanna.
I drove us to the other side of Eden Park.
I couldn’t go too far, my daddy would cuss me out if I left from the family party he’d thrown for me.
It wasn’t often that I got together with my dad’s side of the family, and it felt good to catch up with them, but as soon as I saw Yanna, I knew I was finna dip off somewhere with her so I could spend time with her without being interrupted.
I couldn’t lie, I thought the bitch Will had been bragging on was fake, or she was ugly as fuck.
The nigga didn’t even have pictures of them together to prove she was real.
The nigga kept going on and on about how bad his bitch was.
My little brother was a lame through and through.
The only reason I fucked with him was because he was blood.
I didn’t understand how we had the same daddy ‘cause the nigga was nothing like me or our daddy. To prove my point, I told his goofy ass I’d put him on if he brought his bitch and she was bad as he said she was.
His dumb ass really went for the shit, Will had to be slower than he looked if he thought a bitch was all it took to work for me.
I really thought the nigga wasn’t finna show.
He was over an hour late, but when Titon’s ass announced he was there and wasn’t lying, I never expected his girl to be my Yanna.
I wasn’t the nigga who was territorial over every bitch he fucked with.
I only was like that with what was mine.
In my head, Yanna was mine. Even if that shit was temporary.
It took everything in me not to yoke Yanna’s ass up.
Contrary to what Yanna believed, Maddie’s presence wasn’t what stopped me, but that was far from the truth.
I wasn’t tryna ruin this little party my dad threw.
If it wasn’t for Yanna brushing Will off, I probably would have lasted as long as I did.
When she left for the restroom, I followed right behind her ‘cause Yanna had me fucked up.
Watching her twist away in those little shorts made my dick hard and my trigger finger itch.
Yanna was one of those females who looked good in anything and everything without trying. She wasn't even dressed up or no shit like that, but she still stole the show when she walked through. Yanna was damn near perfect in my eyes, and I wanted her for myself.
“You miss me?” I asked tenderly, kissing her lips as she slowly rode my dick.
We weren’t fucking right now, if anything it was closer to making love, but we weren’t in love. I’m sure to anybody driving by, it looked like we were making out. But even if they knew, I didn’t give a fuck. I was so tuned into Yanna right now, that was all that mattered.
“Yesss,” she moaned, doing some sort of hip roll that had me gripping her hips. Her pussy felt like home every time my dick entered her pussy. It was always wet, warm, and ready for a nigga.
“I missed yo’ pretty ass too. You lucky I can’t fuck you like I want to.” I gritted out, my teeth clenched. I was fighting off my nut, but the way her pussy felt, I wasn’t finna last much longer.
“I didn’t dooo… ssss. Ahhh.” Yanna’s words turned into moans of ecstasy as I felt her pussy raining down on me while she came.
“Let my pussy talk to me. That shit feel sooo good,” I said. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I lifted our bodies up enough for me to fuck her from below. I pounded into Yanna, fucking her like she’d disappear, until I felt my nut shooting from my dick into her pussy.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I allowed our bodies to fall back onto the seat.
I kissed the top of Yanna’s forehead as we both came down from our orgasms. We fell into a comfortable silence, Yanna’s head rested on my chest, and I stroked her back lovingly.
I couldn’t understand how good holding her felt.
So much peace surrounded us that I never wanted this moment to end.
“When you start fucking with Will’s lame ass?” I asked the question that had been stuck on my mind,
Yanna exhaled. She was annoyed, but I didn’t care. “I’ve known Will for years.”
“He don’t seem like a nigga you’d fuck with.”
“How you figure?” she asked, lifting her head up looking at me with her pretty brown eyes.
“ ‘Cause that nigga lame as fuck.”
“He got money. He can’t be too lame.”
“He ain’t got shit,” I spat. I smacked her on her bare ass. “Don’t defend no other nigga to me.” Yanna’s freaky ass let out a moan that had me ready for round two.
“I’m not. I’m just saying.” She thought she was slick low key grinding her pussy on my dick that was still inside of her.
“That nigga don’t got no money, forreal.” I smirked, my hands sliding to grip her hips.
I felt myself getting annoyed when she stopped moving on my dick to reach over, grabbing something out of her purse.
“He can’t hurt too bad. He gave me this to go along with his foolishness.
” Yanna held out what looked to be a fat wad of twenties, but Will was a finesser. I understood how he operated.
“Open that shit up,” She gave me a funny look but did as I told her.
“That broke ass nigga,” Yanna angrily spat, seeing all the ones at the center of the money.
Will had about two twenties on the outside, and the rest was nothing but ones. I laughed ‘cause he got her ass good. Will knew how to make it look like he had more than he really did.
“But he got money?” I sarcastically replied, smirking at her.
“That’s your brother,” Yanna smartly said.
“Fuck that nigga. Ride this dick and stop playin’,” I commanded, moving her hips with my hands.
I fucked with Will because he was my daddy’s son, and I wouldn’t say I didn’t love him.
But our relationship wasn’t the same as it was with my mama’s sons.
Our relationship was different, the four of us were closer.
Our bonds were deeper, and the love we had for each other wasn’t comparable.
My brothers from my mama, I’d been through the mud with them niggas, but my siblings from my dad…
it couldn’t compare. Will never had to want for shit because our daddy was with his mama, and by the time she had him, our daddy was financially good.
My connection to Will was because we shared the same dad.
If it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t ever fuck with a nigga like him.
I’d never fuck behind one of my brothers if they were claiming a bitch.
With Will, though, in my eyes… Yanna was fair game.
“Sss, I can’t believe you got me fucking you in the middle of a park in broad daylight,” Yanna sexily said, taking over her movements.
“I got the juice.” I smirked, then captured her lips in mine.
Yanna was turning into an addiction I couldn’t stay away from.
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“Where have you been?” Maddie angrily asked me, storming my way as I walked to the main shelter where my older family members were seated.
“I had some shit to take care of,” I replied in an even tone.
“You been gone over an hour, Niko!” she exclaimed, blocking my path, putting her hands on her slender hips.
Maddison, or Maddie as I called her, had been my girl for a hot minute now.
We was cool, and had been for a long time.
She started off as a little bitch I used to kick it with from time to time.
I met Maddie one day when I was picking Sonni up from school for the summer.
She was a senior in college at the time.
I fucked with Maddie because she was different from the bitches I was used to.
She was smart, had goals, and ambitious.
I thought I lucked up making Maddie my girl.
Shit was good with us for a long time. We did all the stuff couples did.
She stayed down with a nigga. I had never been the best at being faithful, but I tried.
Maddie understood I was a street nigga; she knew how that shit went with getting pussy.
We got to the point she didn’t care as long as I kept that shit in the streets.
I honestly did good for the most part. I had a few slip ups, and Maddie showed her other side real quick.
She started fucking bitches up when they came at her sideways.
Crazy as it sounded, seeing Maddie fucking bitches up over me made me like her more.
In my head, she was fighting for her spot, and she’d earned it.
We were on one accord, Maddie held me down the entire time I was in jail.
She ended up getting pregnant like six months ago.
A nigga was locked up, but that didn’t stop me from getting the pussy.
Obviously, I wasn’t in the position to use condoms. Both of us were happy though.
I was kind of salty because I was gonna miss my first seed being born, but I still was happy to be a dad.
I loved being an uncle, but a nigga always wanted kids of my own.
Knowing I was finna have a seed to come home to gave me something to look forward to once I got out.
Maddie got to like twenty weeks if I’m not mistaken before she ended up having a miscarriage.
That shit hit us hard, and it made shit between us weird as fuck between us.
I felt like Maddie thought only her feelings mattered.
That was my fuckin’ seed, too, and I wanted the baby just as much as she did.
It got to the point we barely talked without us ending up arguing.
When I came home, shit wasn’t even right with us.
I expected my girl to pick me up, but she sent my brothers instead, claiming she wasn’t feeling good, blaming her sickness on the miscarriage.
That ain’t sit right with me. I wanted to leave her then, but I tried to thug it out with her since she did that for me.
For weeks, we co-existed under the same roof.
I was at the point where I was ready to say fuck it.
We weren’t making progress to move forward, what was the point of holding on?
Maddie wasn’t trying to hear it. She got to crying, and I ain’t no evil nigga.
Her tears moved me. I did care about Maddie, so I was trying to work shit out with her.
The problem was I hadn’t expected to run into a broad like Yanna.
She had a nigga feeling like I was a young nigga dealing with his first crush.
Her chocolate ass had me acting all outta character just to spend time with her.
No amount of time I spent with her never felt like enough.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted Yanna so bad because she was something new or if this shit I was feeling was deeper than that.
I couldn’t let her go until I understood what was going on between us.
“I said I had some shit to handle. The fuck else you want me to say?” My voice rose in aggravation. I wasn’t even mad because Maddie was questioning me. I was mad because she wasn’t Yanna.
After our second round, I took her home and ended up with my tongue buried in her pussy.
I wanted to put her ass to sleep so she didn’t have the energy to deal with no other nigga besides me.
I would have stayed longer if I didn’t have to be back here.
This time, though, I made sure to get her number.
Yanna didn’t know, but she was stuck with me for a long time.
Maddie squinted her eyes at me as she stepped in my personal space. “But your face smells like pussy.”
“Okay?” I shrugged, walking around her.
Maddie grabbed my arm, snatching me back. I gave her a blank stare ‘cause now wasn’t the time for her dramatic shit. “I’m fucking pregnant, Niko, and if you think I’m about to carry this baby while you running around here fucking and eating bitches’ pussies, you out of your fucking mind!”
Fuck. I was happy, but at the same time, I was salty as fuck. Yanna wasn’t finna deal with me having a baby. I couldn’t lie, I wasn’t gonna put Maddie through dealing with Yanna while she was carrying my seed.
“Right, you don’t have shit to say do you? Are you even happy about me being pregnant?”
“I mean… I am.” I tried to sound more sure than I was feeling.
“You don’t sound like it. Let me know, Niko, and I can get this baby sucked the fuck outta me ASAP.” If Maddie wasn’t pregnant, I would have smacked the shit out of her for saying that dumb ass bit.
“Chill out with that dumb shit,” I said, biting the bullet and being the bigger person. I pulled Maddie into my arms, hugging her. “I’m happy we finna have a baby. All the other shit is irrelevant.”
“Give me a kiss.” Maddie turned her head upward, puckering her lips.
“Nah,” I said. I wasn’t tryna to be too disrespectful towards Maddie. I still had Yanna’s pussy on my face.
But Maddie didn’t care. She still pulled me down, tongue kissing me. Hell, who was I to stop her? If she really wanted to taste Yanna, be my guest.