Chapter 5 Bolt #2
The bridge of her nose scrunched to promote the crease of her forehead.
She didn’t say anything before she walked over to her dresser and pulled the drawer with her leggings open.
When she bent over, I noticed she didn’t have panties on.
Yeah, she wants to be fucked. My hardened dick led the way to her.
I kissed her neck. “You trying to get fucked, Nee? Walking around here with no panties on.”
I leaned her body forward on the dresser, lifted the hem of her shirt, then released myself from my sweats.
My fingers played with that pussy, and it was already wet and dripping down her leg.
I slid in like a nigga slid smoothly in a bitch’s Instagram direct message.
“Bolt,” she said after a moan before she pushed her ass back.
“You feel that dick in you? You talkin’ shit about me giving this to someone else.” I smacked her ass. “You got me fucked up. Your pussy is tattooed on this dick.”
I let the top of my body lean back to get more leverage.
I swear P’Nee had that inclined kind of pussy.
It was like walking on a treadmill, and after a minute, it inclined on its own.
You had to adjust your speed and motion to meet the demands of the incline.
I loved a challenge. There was nothing better than a pussy challenge.
I fucked the sense out of my baby before we got into the shower and fucked some more. I had clothes over here just like she had some at my house. We were dressed forty-five minutes later, in my whip, and on our way to a ditzy broad’s house.
Ditzy Kingdom . . .
Anna lived in a house in a newer neighborhood in Clover.
The homes were nice but way too close together.
When you lived on owned land all your life, you weren’t used to neighbors.
There was a peace about it. I could have a full-blown fair on my land, and no one could tell me shit because it was private land.
I parked in her driveway. I made sure I walked around to open P’Nee’s door after I got out of the car. I told her to hold back for a second before she came to the door. Anna had a Ring camera, and I knew her punk ass wouldn’t open the door if she saw my baby was with me.
It took her less than two minutes to answer her door. My eyelid became stuck in an open position. This broad stood there with a wide smile like she hadn’t run up on my woman earlier tonight. “Hey, Bolt. You wanna come in?”
She had her I want some dick eyes on, and I had my I will punch you in your pussy pad if you come near me eyes. I swear her ass was a tab slow in all the wrong ways. I felt slow for messing with her.
“Yeah, I want to. Hold on a minute.” I turned in the direction of the driveway. “Babe, come on.”
P’Nee came in sight from around the corner.
When Anna saw her, she screeched then ran inside of the house.
Where the fuck is she going? A thought popped in my head that made me pull my heat as we walked in the house.
I had already underestimated Anna’s stupid ass once tonight.
I made sure I told my baby to stay behind me.
Anna came running in from the kitchen toward us with a big ass butcher knife.
See, this girl is stupid. She yelled like she was a great warrior from Wakanda or some shit.
Yeah, that yell stopped when I upped my heat, and it kissed her nose.
“Anna, who the fuck are you playing with tonight? We’re not here on any of that rah-rah shit unless you want it to be that flow. ”
She let me snatch the knife out of her hand before I told her to sit her ass on the couch. She sat on the couch with a scowl on her face. “What the hell do you want? Why is this bitch in my house?”
“So, your silly ass didn’t go to my woman’s school and show your ass? Oh, yeah, where is this son that you claim to have?” I asked her. Her silly ass didn’t have children, so I didn’t know what son she told P’Nee she had.
She plopped back on the couch, crossed one leg over the other, then tilted her head.
Damn, she kind of does have a flat-screen mounted face.
In that second, I understood my sister’s insult.
“I called my nephew my son, if you must know. Yes, I went to her lil job because I figured she needed to know what it is.”
My eyes peeked toward P’Nee who had an arched brow.
Anna’s stupid ass was about to give me a migraine.
“What exactly is it, Anna? When was the last time that you even seen my dick outside of your ditzy ass dreams? When I kicked your ass off the dinner cruise and banned you from all of my restaurants, that should have been your get the fuck on confirmation. I did all of that before my baby and I got together. You are welcome to return to your veganism or whatever the fuck it is.”
Anna’s head lowered. She didn’t have shit to say.
The day after the dinner cruise incident, I put out a bulletin to all my restaurants that she was banned.
For my Clover location, the bitch couldn’t even get delivery at her address.
Fuck her. I could see the idiotic thoughts form in her head so she could have something to say. She was about to prove her dumbness.
“I don’t know why you like this uppity bitch anyway. You’re a country ass farmer, and she’s a high school principal with a damn doctorate degree,” she snapped. “What the fuck could she really want with you except dick?” she asked.
P’Nee chuckled. “How old are you? You sound young as hell.” When Anna didn’t answer, she directed the question to me. After I told her that she was twenty-six, P’Nee snickered. “That’s what your ass gets, Bolt, for messing with little girls.”
My baby took a step toward Anna. Her body shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
I would have shifted, too, because there was this devilish look in P’Nee’s eyes.
“Look, bitch, I don’t give a fuck about the pedestal that you placed me on because of either your incompetence or laziness to set a goal and execution plan to reach it successfully.
My accolades have nothing to do with why this nigga loves me.
You can think I’m uppity, but I can promise you that these hands aren’t.
You came to my school and made slanderous accusations as if it were cute.
“You then brought your goofy ass home, got on Juicy J’s good internet to continue to defame my character.
I don’t play about my career or my man.” There was venom laced in her voice.
“Little girl, I implore you to stop fucking playing with me before you experience the country side of me. My family is from here, dummy. Oh, and when you refer to me, put respect on my name. It’s Dr. Bitch, ho. ”
I stood there with bouncing eyes as my woman spoke her piece to Anna. I prayed my dick didn’t get hard. Based on Anna’s eyes that zoned in on my sweatpants crotch area, it was too late for that prayer. My woman was sexy as fuck when she was in her fuck a bitch bag.
When P’Nee licked up a handful of candy that was in a bowl on Anna’s table, then tossed it in her face, I looked at her sideways. “If that bitch wants something to put in her mouth, she better eat that candy. Stop looking at my nigga’s dick.”
“Anna, get your shit together before the next people knocking at your door is Bethany and Jojo. I promise you don’t want to see how they get down,” I told her.
“Find some worth about yourself. Stop running after niggas that don’t want your ass for nothing but pussy.
Find someone who will love your dumb, stupid, flat screen mounted face. ”
P’Nee’s face snapped toward me. “What the hell, Bolt? Let’s get out of this girl’s house. I feel dumber the longer I stay in here.”
I watched P’Nee’s ass as it jiggled while she walked to the door to leave.
Damn! I turned to Anna. “You think I’m going to give her ass up for a female like you?
Nah, I can’t do that. I promise you there is a dummy that matches your dummy, so y’all can get together and have dummy babies.
Oh, and don’t be shocked when you’re served court papers because of those stupid posts. ”
I knew P’Nee enough to know that she wasn’t done with this situation. She would just handle it like a lady and go the legal route. She was a lady like that. Just another reason to love her.