Chapter 3 #2
“A bitch can never say she had me in my feelings. I don’t love them hos. I give them dick and send them on their way.”
“Do Nene know that?” Marlo continued to pick with me.
“She know what the fuck it is.”
“Yeah, okay when she tear up ya shit again don’t call me.” He snickered at me shaking his head.
“She gone get fucked up too.” I rebutted and Marlo waved me off heading out the front door.
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Later That Night
“Shiiiit, you so deep daddy.” Malika moaned as I fucked her from the back.
Forreal, I didn’t give a fuck if she came all I cared was about my nut that I felt at the tip of my dick.
Malika was one of my favorite bitches to fuck and it wasn’t because her pussy was good, the shit was mediocre at best. She could suck dick not better than Nene but about a third runner up.
I liked fucking Malika because she is Zaylee’s first cousin and they never got along.
When I was with Zaylee, Malika’s ho as stayed tryna fuck a nigga.
I never paid her no mind; the bitch had a reputation outta this world even when we were young.
Malika was takin’ more dick than a fucking porn star.
I never took a second look at Malika until Zaylee betrayed me when I got locked up.
When a nigga was locked up all I did was think of ways to get my revenge.
Once I was released, I didn’t blink twice when Malika offered to suck my dick.
All I wanted was to make Zaylee suffer the way I did all the years I was locked up.
Anytime I thought about Zaylee I fucked Malika, it made me feel good as fuck.
Zaylee fucked me over, so I was fucking her family.
Malika’s messy ass loved to run her mouth, and I got peace knowing Zaylee knew I was fucking her cousin.
Giving her the dick that used to make her Black out.
As long as I had to suffer, Zaylee's ass was going to suffer with me.
“Shut the fuck up,” I said snatching the back of her head by her hair. I pushed her face into my back car seat.
I ended up at the club after work. I really wanted some pussy, but Nene was doing her typical nagging, and I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her shit.
On the prowl for some new pussy, I ran into Malika and of course she wanted some dick.
Malika’s thirsty ass was all over a nigga and in all honestly, she was getting on my damn nerves.
But the bitches that were out tonight weren’t hitting on shit, so I settled on Malika.
Mainly cause Zaylee hadn’t left my fuckin’ mind since Lo brought her up earlier.
I took Malika to my car, we left the club and I pulled over in an empty lot.
I threw her ass in the backseat and gave her the dick she’d been begging for.
“Fuck,” I said snatching my dick out and nutting in the condom. I didn’t trust shit in this life. I been damned if I trusted a bitch when it came to my nut. A bitch wasn’t finna trap me condom or not I wasn’t nuttin’ in no bitch.
“You always give me the best dick. I swear I love that big Black muthafucka,” Malika said as she pulled herself off my backseat.
Then she pulled her dress down. She looked up at me with googly eyes, and I wanted to rip both of her eyes outta socket.
“Zaylee really fumbled the fucking bag. Shooo let that had been me. I would…”
Instantly got annoyed, I was getting sick of hearing Zaylee’s fucking name today.
“Fuck her,” I responded scowling at Malika, my nut was wearing off and my patience for her was running thin.
I threw the condom away and put my dick back in my pants.
I leaned against my Black on Black G-Wagon, taking my pre-rolled blunt from my back pocket.
I lit it inhaling the potent weed into my lungs.
Malika smacked her lips pressing them together. “That’s what I’m sayin.’ You know she finna move back? My family acting like she a celebrity or some shit. I swear I can’t stand that ugly bitch.”
“You a hater,” I chuckled at Malika as I silently smoked my blunt.
Malika woulda been a fine ass bitch if she wasn’t so friendly with her pussy.
Her short thick ass had nigga’s falling at her feet just cause she has a pretty face and a big ass that you could see from the front.
The shit wasn’t real but unlike most bitches who got a BBL Malika’s matched.
“I’m not hating on shit. You know she ain’t shit. I mean you see how she did you. That bitch ain’t shit.”
“You act like you any better. At least she ain’t fuckin’ twenty different niggas at once,” Ion know if it was instinct or what but defending Zaylee was second nature.
I could talk as much shit as I wanted about Zaylee, she was my bitch but when other muthafuckas did, it pissed me the fuck off.
I had a legit reason not to fuck with Zaylee.
Malika though, she was on some hating shit and always had been.
She was one of them bitches that wanted all the attention on her.
If it wasn’t Malika didn’t know how to function.
As far as I was concerned, I was the only person who could say Zaylee wasn’t shit.
At this point I was over Malika; she’d overstayed her welcome.
Her ass should have disappeared as soon as I came.
“How you finna get home,” I asked, tossing my half smoked blunt onto the ground, stepping on it. I was finna get outta here, but Malika wasn’t getting in my car.
“What chu mean? You taking me.” She fake laughed like tryna see if I was playing with her and I wasn't. I was dead ass serious; her hating ass could kick the fuck outta some rocks.
“I’m not, I never told you I was takin’ you home.”
“Stop, playing Mikael. You not leaving me out here in this dark ass alley to get kidnapped.”
“Don’t nobody want that floppy pussy. Forreal you might be able to use ya pussy lips as wings and fly home.” I snickered as Malika’s big headed ass mugged me with her hands folded across her chest.
“Says the nigga that can’t stay outta this loose pussy.”
“Play stupid if you want. You know I only fuck you cause of Zaylee. If I didn’t hate her ass, you’d never know what my dick felt like. Bring ya dumb ass on. I’m finna drop you off at that gas station up the street.”
“I swear you ain’t shit Makael,” Malika spat as she hatefully glared at me.
“Neither is you bitches.” I nonchalantly responded to her. I really could give a flying fuck about her being mad. The bitch was still gonna suck a niggas dick whenever I told her too.
She better be happy I didn’t leave her ass like I wanted to.
She wasn’t my bitch and I truly didn’t give a fuck how she got home.
If I hadn’t said it yet, fuck these bitches.
If it wasn’t my mama, brother, or my money I had nothing for them.
I learned my lesson trusting bitches and it would be a cold day in hell before I would ever let another bitch catch me slippin.
’ Even Nene’s ass knew I didn’t have much to offer besides dick and a little bit of money.
We didn’t tell each other we loved each other or none of that shit.
I wasn't selling bitches dreams that would never happen. I would forever be screaming fuck love.