Chapter 28
“Mmm, shit!” Burner smacked Storm on the ass while she rode his dick in reverse cowgirl on her couch.
It was almost noon, and she was trying to hit it one last time before she had to go to work. Burner was turning her out with his good dick, and she couldn't get enough of it.
Ever since the night of Dexz’s homecoming, they had been talking.
Their texting turned into dating and then fucking.
Burner came with a lot of baggage. Like nine kids and a baby mama he brought with him to New York, but Storm didn't care.
Burner had her open. He was five years older than her, and she loved an older man she could sleep around with and do business for, because she was pushing big weight across state lines for Burner and Dexz on the low.
“Girl, you gon’ make me put baby number ten in you,” he said as he bit down on his bottom lip and watched her cream on his dick. She looked over her shoulder and giggled. She was on heavy birth control, so there was no way she was having baby number ten.
Burner looked over at his phone ringing next to him on the couch. He wanted to ignore it, but it had been ringing for a while. He slid it over and saw it was Dexz. With Storm still riding him, he answered.
“Yooo,” he said, raspy, trying to sound as normal as he could.
BOOM! TAATT! BOOM! BOOM!
Burner heard loud gunshots through the phone, causing him to push Storm off his lap and stand to his feet.
“What the fuck, yo! Why the fuck you push me like that!” Storm shouted, mad that he shoved her, causing rug burns instantly on her sensitive skin.
Burner put the phone on speaker as he yelled, trying to get Dexz’s attention, but all he heard was loud guns and glass breaking. Storm heard the last of the shots and covered her mouth with her hand. That’s when the phone went dead. Burner raced around the room, looking for his clothes.
“I gotta go. I gotta find this nigga,” Burner said in a hurry as he slid on his jeans. Storm started dressing as well.
“I’m going with you, because I know the area better, and I’m sure somebody finna call me.” She slid on her leggings.
“Call Pretti and see if she knows his whereabouts.”
“Oh my God, I hope she isn’t with him.”
Storm raced to her phone to call her, but she didn’t get an answer. Storm’s phone started to ring. She thought it was Pretti, but it was her homegirl, Redd.
“Girl! Dexz just got shot near the block. The Dominicans stopped him at a red light and lit his ass up! You need to get over here fast. Shit is fucking crazy!”
“Alright, I’m on my way. You seen Lunden?”
“Nah, ain’t nobody seen him.”
“Alright, I’m coming.”
Storm told Burner the information, and they raced to the crime scene.
When they got there, they saw Dexz’s brand-new car riddled with bullet holes.
The scene gave Burner chills. He knew his homeboy probably didn't live through what he was seeing. Dexz was already on his way to the hospital, so they called Lunden’s phone, but he wasn’t answering.
They headed to the hospital to see what was going on.
Storm called Pretti again, and she finally answered.
“Girl, where are you? Your man has been shot, and they’re saying he is dead!”
“What, are you serious? I just talked to him, but I’m at the hospital. Lunden fractured my nose on some jealous shit. Dexz was supposed to meet me here. I hope it wasn't Lunden who shot him.”
“Wow... why haven't you called me yet? If you’re at the hospital, Burner and I are on the way.”
“Things were moving too fast. I was going to call you, but I’m going to be looking out for Dexz. I’m in the ER. So much is going on right now.”
“I know, but make sure you always keep me informed. I’ll be there.”