14. Sincere ‘Sin’
Sincere ‘Sin’
“Aye, man. Don’t slam them down like that. One of them gone go off in this muthafucka!” I yelled blowing smoke in the air.
These niggas ain’t got no sense. Sitting in the chair, I’m watching them bring all the guns through the door. Cruz found all the workers from around the hood. He’d just hired this new nigga to drive our trucks across the border, and I have to keep yelling at his ass every five minutes.
That’s why I needed Ronnie to bring me this NDA. The way he’s moving around here, he’s liable to get caught slipping. This form will get me off the hook if he ends up in jail. I’m a well-known rapper, so my name’s gotta stay out of it.
My phone went off, and I immediately knew it was Ronnie.
Hopping up, I walked toward the warehouse door to let her in. She stared back at me, wide-eyed.
“What’s going on, Sin? Are you smuggling guns in here?” Pushing her through the small slit in the door, I led her to a spot in the corner. She was gone fuck up my whole operation.
“Fuck you so loud for Ronnie?” I asked, getting distracted by how good she looked.
“Answer me Sin. Why did you tell me to come here? I’m a lawyer.” This bitch is stating the obvious. I wouldn’t be fucking with her if she weren’t who she was.
“But you my girl, right?” I hugged her waist, her head shaking in disbelief.
“Aye, relax, girl. Don’t nobody know shit about this.”
“I do.” She looked around. “This is so wrong Sincere. I can’t be involved in your crimes. I can lose my license.”
“You’re not, I promise.” I kissed her neck.
“You got the form for me?” Ronnie went inside her bag, pulling out a yellow envelope.
When she gave it to me, I sat it on the table before grabbing her hand. Ronnie looked ready to jump out of her own skin. She was terrified. I don’t need her busting up my side business. Pulling her hand, I took her to a dark corner at the back of the warehouse.
“You’ll keep this between us, right?” Ronnie stayed quiet as she nibbled on her lip, turning her head. With my fingers, I reached out to move it back toward me. “You riding with me, right?” I repeated.
Hesitantly, she nodded. “Good. Untie that so that I can beat the pussy up real quick.” I unbuckled my jeans.
“You wanna do it here?” She glanced around in disgust. I can’t stand uppity hoes.
“Does it matter? You want some dick, don’t you?”
“Yeah, but...”
“Take them off, then.” I tugged on the strings of her dress pants, watching as she moved them down her legs. That’s what the fuck I’m talking about.
“You have a condom on you?” I did a double take in her direction.
“Damn, ma. I’m safe, come on,” I begged, kissing her shoulder blade. Ronnie is the only one who made me strap up. All these other hoes ain’t got no problem.
“No, Sin.” She dodged my kisses. Groaning, I went into my pants for a Magnum. “You know the deal, baby. Turn over.”
She called herself having an attitude, but best believe she did what I asked. Just like last time, I ain’t give no warning before I lifted my hips, slamming inside her.
“Ohh! Sin!” she called out, throwing her ass back against me. I moved my hand to her mouth to shut her up.
Pulling out, I rammed into her repeatedly. Holding her hips tighter to keep her still, I went harder.“You my bitch, right?”
“Yessss, fuck!” she cried out.
Ronnie’s face was smashed against the wall, and I knew it was gonna leave a bruise with how hard I was thrusting. Still, somehow that shit gave me motivation. I knew I was ‘bout to nut when her walls tightened around me.
“Shit!” I bit her on her shoulder, skeeting in the condom.
“Damn. I liked that.” I slapped her ass, sticking my dick back in my pants.
“Sin, I wasn’t finished yet,” she whined. Ronnie’s ass be taking too long. Ain’t nobody got time to be clocking her shit. She needs to learn how to get there when I do.
“For real? My bad, baby, I couldn’t hold it in.” I fastened my belt.
“Can you just eat my pussy then?” I reared my head back.
“Hell nah, unless you finna go down there to play with my mans.” Her mouth gaped open.
“But you left me unsatisfied, not the other way around,” she stressed, pouting her lips.
“I gotta get these guns out this shop before it gets hot around here. I got you later though, alright.” I’ve been selling them like hotcakes, and made I at least a million just off this side hustle alone. “You promised that last time.”
Ronnie put her hand on her hip, stomping off.
Is that supposed to be my cue to run after her? If that’s the case, she’s gone be waiting a while. Sin Sizza don’t take off after no hoe.