~~~Chapter 4~~~
“I knew from the moment that we met. That I’d be the one who’d get you wet, yeah, yeah, yeah. Cause I can see passion in your eyes. And baby, the eyes, they never lie. And you can be callin’ me, callin’ me, callin’ me…”
Sitting up, my toes curled at the mere sight of the show in front of me.
Big Baby had taken a few shots with me, before letting the music enthuse her.
I guess she was feeling good, and had stripped down to nothing but a mere pair of boy shorts that her massive ass was swallowing whole.
And now, she was topless, as she was bent over in front of me, making that ass clap.
With that liquor in my system, I was enjoying every moment, as I tossed several bills her way, while she explicitly performed for me.
“I really wanna sex your body. S-E-X your body. Your body tonight…”
Seductively, her body moved to the music. My dick was rock hard, as I was now stripped down to my boxers. I tried to conceal my excitement when she backed up, and straddled my lap. Holding my ankles, she was grinding on my dick, teasing me.
When she lifted, I eagerly reached into my boxers, and whipped my dick out. She was once again wobbling that ass, as I peeled those panties off her booty.
“Take these off,” I commanded, once I got the panties down her thighs.
Obediently, she sat back, allowing my dick to ease inside of her, while she completely removed her panties. Impressively, she was sitting fully down, taking in all of me.
“Damn, bae,” I whispered, as I reached around and slipped a finger between her slit. Her ass was resting on my balls, while I was strumming my finger across her clit. For my efforts, her walls were tightening around my dick.
Leaning forward, she grabbed her knees, and slid that pussy up and down my shaft. Licking my lips, I caressed her backside, while she galloped up and down.
“Got damn,” I grunted, while having some wild ass thoughts.
Big Baby was the fucking truth. Sexually, anyway. A time, for shit sho’. But I was almost certain that anything that felt this good…had some bullshit attached. Either way, I was definitely gonna enjoy this ride, for as long as it lasted.
***
“Okay, pull up, right here.” Big Baby pointed, as I pulled into the parking lot of the HEB.
“Yeah, alright,” I grumbled, as I felt a little salty about her refusal to let me take her home.
Even after jumping up and down in that pussy, she didn’t want a nigga to know where she rested her head. Her argument was that she didn’t technically know where I lived, neither. And I really couldn’t argue with that, but still.
“Park right there.” She directed, as she pointed at an empty spot, next to a Phantom.
I pulled into the spot, and sighed. “Are you at least gonna give a nigga your number?”
She smirked. “Damn, I almost forgot. Give me your phone.”
Cutting my eyes at her, I unlocked my phone, before handing it to her. I watched her tap in her number and save it as Big Baby . Peeping that, I had to laugh.
“You real funny. You know that?” I asked, as she handed my phone back to me.
“So they say.” She playfully danced in her seat, as she was now rocking my Celine hoodie, along with some tiny shorts I’d copped out of Victoria’s Secret for her.
No cap, her vibe was infectious, and I hated that our time was coming to a end. But just like her, I had to go back to reality, because this money wasn’t gonna make itself.
I was about to tell her that I’d call her tonight when the driver’s door of the Phantom popped open, and a gorgeous broad sprung out.
“Girl, if you don’t bring your ass on! Got me sitting out here, like I aint got shit to do!” The girl fussed, as she peered into the truck.
I frowned, not realizing that the Phantom was parked out there for Big Baby. “Who the fuck is that?”
Big Baby sighed. “My annoying ass sister.”
“Your sister? What she do to have a car like that?” I had to ask.
“Girl, here I come!” Big Baby shouted, and her sister slid back into the car.
“I gotta go,” she announced, as she opened the passenger’s door, and placed a foot on the pavement, with a few shopping bags in tow.
“But look.” She glanced back at me. “Don’t tell nobody…
” Her eyes wandered around. “But my sister…she be killing people for money. Just keep that on the low.”
I shook my head. “You got all the jokes, I see.”
“I know.” She stuck out her tongue. “Now, I gotta go.” She stepped completely out of the car, and closed the door.
I watched as she jogged around to the Phantom, and hopped in. Seconds later, the car pulled off, leaving me with more questions than anything.
Jaylah
“Who was that nigga?” My sister Jahreiah questioned, as we were coasting down the street.
Yawning, I took a nice, long stretch. I was tired as fuck, and had every intention of going home, and tucking myself into my California king sized canopy bed. “That was Malice.”
She arched a brow, as she glanced at me. “And who the fuck is Malice?”
I yawned again. “A nigga I met at the club a few days ago.”
“Say what now?” She pulled up at a light and stared at me.
“You heard me. I met him at the club.”
“Some days ago?”
“Yes.” I nodded.
“And you’ve been with him since then?”
“Yeah.”
“Jaylah.”
I rolled my eyes. “Jaylah, what?”
The light turned green, as she pulled off.
Shaking her head, she focused on the road. “I’m just trying to figure out what’s going on with you. Since when do we go out, and hang with random niggas for days?”
I sighed. “Yeah, I know that this has never been me, but things change.”
“I see.” She bucked her eyes. “Zae must’ve really fucked up, this time.”
“It’s beyond repairable,” I admitted. “But fuck him. It is what it is.”
She shook her head. “What did he do?”
“He was texting some hoe he used to fuck with. He claimed that it was nothing, but I don’t see it that way. The shit is becoming a pattern with him. Too many situations, and he never knows what the fuck is going on. So, I’m good.”
“If you say so,” she sighed and sang.
Folding my arms across my breasts, I glared at her. “And what is that supposed to mean?”
“It means that Zae is your first love. It’s been three years, and I just don’t see you up and deciding that you’re just done. Love doesn’t work like that, puss. Sorry to tell ya.”
“Well, I guess that I just don’t have that type of love for him then,” I surmised. “And you won’t get it, because you and Sin J have been together forever. You found your person when you were thirteen, so you won’t understand where I’m coming from.”
She smacked her lips. “You act like we haven’t been through our share of drama.”
“Y’all haven’t,” I rebutted. “And whatever y’all did go through was PG, at best. The only crazy thing y’all did was start having babies early as fuck, but that’s actually the norm in this family. Shit, I’m the oddball out. Twenty-one with no kids. I broke the record.”
Hearing that, my sister rolled her eyes. “Girl, whatever. Don’t nobody care that you don’t have kids yet. Besides, I think that your luck is gonna run out, real soon.”
“No-uh. Don’t be jinksing me.”
“I’m just saying. I bet your reckless ass aint even on birth control. Zae probably just aint potent.”
Turning to gaze out of the window, I had nothing to say about that.
There was a time where I was head over hills in love with Zae and would’ve gladly given him a baby. He wanted one. We wanted one. But it never happened…and seeing as how we were now broken up, I told myself that was God sparing me.
I know my family probably didn’t believe me, but I was honestly done with Zae. Even if we had been together for three years…he wasn’t the one. And it wasn’t really about him and another girl.
Had Zae cheated on me? I honestly didn’t know.
However, recently, I’d realized that he didn’t love me the way that Jahrein loved Raven, and that was a deal breaker for me.
My daddy wasn’t a perfect man, at all. Him and my mama had been through some shit, for sure.
But no one could ever deny his love for her. It was pure.
My parents had been married since before I was born.
My mama had given birth to my oldest brother, Jahrein Junior, when she was just fourteen years old.
I was my parents’ sixth child together, out of eight in total.
My daddy also had an outside child named JJ that my mama had accepted when he was basically a teenager.
I know, I know. Most people would probably say that they didn’t want nothing like what my parents had, especially if it entailed my daddy stepping out, and making a child with another woman. I got it, but that wasn’t their whole story.
My parents had met as children, due to their parents dating.
They ended up under the same roof, and started screwing around behind their parents’ backs.
My oldest brother being born was what forced my parents to tell the truth about their secret relationship, and then…
their parents kind of checked out of parenting, and allowed them to rock out, like some grown muthafuckas.
So, you had two young, misguided people, playing house.
In the beginning of my parents’ relationship, things were very toxic.
There was a lot of jealousy and infidelity.
And nobody was exempt. It was during that period that my daddy cheated with this crazy bitch named Tyra.
She allegedly poked holes in the condoms and trapped my daddy with JJ.
Then for years, my daddy hid his son from my mama.
So, naturally, when my mama eventually found out about JJ, she lost her mind.
From what I was told, my mama left my daddy and the kids they had at the time.
A lot of things took place that eventually led to Tyra and my mama’s temporary boyfriend, Khalil, trying to basically take my parents out.
Legend has it that my daddy killed both Khalil and Tyra…
but that was probably just an old folk tale. For legal purposes, of course.