Chapter 4 #2
“Ion know why you always say my favorite pussy like I be out here eatin’ other bitches pussies and shit.
” I shook my head at Mixie. She was always with the sly sneaking shit.
She’d say little shit that you wouldn’t notice at first, but I knew her well enough to know when she was taking shots.
She was trying to figure out if I was with another bitch.
“But you be fucking them. Close enough.”
“Aww, here you go. I need to hurry up so I can put this dick in yo mouth to shut you the fuck up,” I responded to her half way, paying attention to my words.
My attention was on the cameras I had set up in the room I was keeping Juniper in.
She was up, and the first thing her ass started doing was screaming.
I laughed. Her ass ain’t waste no time getting on her bullshit.
“Please do, I ca-”
“I’ma call you right back.” I hung up on Mixie. I was gonna hear about that shit later. Fuck, it wasn’t going to be the last time I’d hear Mixie’s mouth about some shit.
Speed walking back to my basement then typing in the code to unlock the door, I cracked the door, and I could hear Juniper screaming at the top of her lungs.
“I’m right here. No need to yell,” I said once the door was all the way open.
Juniper whipped around furiously, storming towards me with a look that would kill in her eyes. “Nigga, have you lost your damn mind? TAKE ME THE FUCK HOME NOW!” she screamed as she began attacking me, initially catching me off guard with her hits.
I stumbled back then regained my composure. Dodging one of her hits, I was able to grab her wrist. Then the other when she tried to swing at me. “Calm yo’ little fat ass down. I been extra nice to yo’ ass, but it ain’t shit to handcuff yo’ ass.”
“Fat? Boy, bye! The only thing fat on me is my ass, and you can kiss it. Talking about you been nice to me. Nigga, you fucking drugged me and kidnaped me. That’s what you call nice?”
“Shit, I coulda choked yo’ ass out and took you to The mutha fuckin’ Red Room. Hell yeah, I been nice to yo’ humpty dumpty ass. Too fuckin’ nice to you.” I checked her while raising her hands above her head. I liked watching her squirm trying to get loose.
“Nigga, fuck you. You Wiz Khalifa-reject-wanna-be ass.” I ain’t gon’ lie, a nigga busted out laughing when I heard Juniper say that. It wasn’t the first time I’d been compared to the nigga. I just thought it was funny hearing her call me the reject.
“Talk yo’ shit, Juniper. That shit only makes me fuck with you more.”
“Well, let me shut up ‘cause the last thing I want is for you to like me.” Juniper tried to look down quickly, but I saw that expression in her eyes that said she was lying her ass off.
“Yeah, shut yo lyin’ ass up. You want a nigga to like you.
It's cool, because I already do. But check this out. We in a fucked up situation right now. We can’t really explore our options with each other until we get this shit settled with ya pops running me my money.
For the time being, you gon’ stay here until we can find the nigga and he give us our money.
I’ma be a gracious host and make sure you have all the shit you need while you here.
As long as you ain’t on no bullshit. Don’t take my kindness as a weakness.
I’ll tie yo’ ass up real fast. You got me? ”
Instead of responding to my question, she asked one of her own. “What if my daddy don’t pay you back?” Juniper had a look of fear in her eyes that made my heart speed up. I didn’t care for her to feel those types of emotions.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.” I didn’t have the heart to tell her she wouldn’t see her next birthday.
“I can’t miss work.”
“Consider it missed, boo-boo,” I snickered, and she rolled her eyes at me.
“Can you let my arms go?”
“Are you going to keep yo’ hands to yourself?”
“Mm-hmm,” she replied through tight lips.
Letting her arms go, Juniper gave me another death stare before storming over to the queen-sized bed, plopping down on it.
“How much do my daddy owe you? I got like six or seven thousand saved up. I can use some of that to pay you back.”
“If only that’s what yo daddy owed me, you wouldn’t be here. That little money won’t put a dent in what he owes.” I smirked at the flustered expression on Juniper's face.
“This is some bullshit,” she groaned, then cut her eyes at me. “How is your girlfriend going to feel about you having a female in y’alls house?”
“She might try to fuck you up. I’ma be straight though,” I said just to fuck with her, and surprisingly, Juniper didn’t look the least bit scared.
“I know you've seen my parents. Don’t let this cute face fool you. These hands can be friendly when needed,” Juniper confidently replied to me.
“I hear you, big dog,” I teased. “Lucky for you, this ain’t our crib. We stay in the city.”
“Sooo… I’m supposed to stay locked up in this room all day while you out miles away? That don’t work for me.”
“Until you prove I can trust you, hell yeah yo’ ass stayin’ in this room when I’m not here. While I’m here, I might let you go out in the basement.”
“Gee, thanks. I feel so special,” she sarcastically replied.
“As you should. I ordered some food. After we eat, I’ma be out for the night.”
“I need clothes and stuff to wash my ass with.” Juniper snaked her neck from side to side.
“I’ll bring that shit in the morning."
“No, I wanna take a shower tonight. I been at work all fucking day,” Juniper smartly said, standing up, placing her hands on her hips.
“I got soap in there to wash yo’ funky ass.”
“I need clean clothes to put on after I get done, dummy.”
“You better sleep naked or sleep in a towel.”
“Nasty ass tryna get a free peep show,” Juniper said under her breath. I heard her clearly though.
“I’ma see the shit eventually.” I shrugged my shoulders uncaringly.
“Fuck you.”
“Soon, Juniper,” I said, blowing a kiss at her.
***
“Right there, suck this dick.” A nigga was in his zone getting some of the best head I’d ever gotten. Ion know if it was the weed or the throat my dick was in, but a nigga was feeling good as fuck. Grabbing a handful of black hair, I pushed my dick deeper down her throat.
“Yeah, suck this shit. You finna make me buss all down yo throat. FUCK, JUNI- Ahhh… Shit.”
I started seeing stars and shit. The nut I busted was so damn big, I felt my soul leave my body. A nigga couldn’t even get up if I tried right now. My mutha fucking knees were knocking like I was a little bitch. It had been a minute since head had a nigga cumming that hard.
“Did you call me another bitch’s name?” Opening my eyes, I looked up at a naked Mixie scowling at me.
“You trippin’, bruh. I ain’t said shit but just don’t stop. You know how that shit be when I’m nuttin’, I’m liable to say any fucking thing.” I lied so quick. I was really about to call Mixie Juniper.
“Better have. Get fucked up in here,” she said, twisting away to the bathroom to start our shower like we always did when we got done fucking.
Staring up at the ceiling, I chuckled to myself.
I really almost got myself caught up over a bitch I hadn’t even fucked yet.
Juniper had to be with the shit to knock me off my square the way she was.
I definitely liked her feisty ass. I knew keeping her around meant trouble, but a nigga like me loved danger.
I ran head first into that shit. Not being able to resist, I grabbed my phone off the end table.
Scrolling to my camera app, I tapped on the camera where Juniper was.
I told myself I was gonna give her some privacy and not watch the cameras.
But I just needed one look at her, and I would be good.
The smile that spread across my face as soon as she came into view.
Juniper’s pretty ass was knocked out on top of the covers with her pretty round ass on full display.
If that wasn’t a sign, I don’t know what was.
Juniper is finna be mine, and I don’t give a fuck who don’t like it.