13. Dominique ‘Dolo’ Shaw #3
We didn’t pull up until about twenty minutes later.
Kendrick backed the van into the lot, and we all hopped out, and started bringing everything inside through the side door.
The plan was to just help these niggas load up, but the dope boy in me wanted to stick around to see what was inside.
Once we had everything out of the van, we took it to the back, where the inventory room was, and Kendrick was quick to go for one of the containers, opening it, needing to see what was inside.
“Ay, them niggas got every right to go to bed crying tonight. I know I would. It’s a sad day to be a member of dem 9 boyz today. Moment of silence for them niggas,” Bray cracked, getting us all to laugh.
Seeing the amount of product that they lost, and just knowing numbers the way that I did, so knowing how much money they lost this evening, I’m sure wherever Elijah and Elias were right now, they were somewhere huddled up, crying.
That’s the only thing that would have made the least amount of sense.
I stuck around for an hour. I would have stayed longer, but I knew that I needed to get home and get ready for my date with Riot.
She just texted me about five minutes ago, telling me that she was back from the boutique with Ari, and that she was getting ready to take a shower.
I texted her back, telling her to hold off on the shower until I got back.
She was so fuckin hardheaded, and loved to do whatever she wanted, so I can’t tell you if she was going to wait for me to get home so we could shower together.
Truth is, I needed some pussy. I’ve been understanding with Riot, taking care of her, trying to get her out of the fucked up head space that she’s been in these days, so we haven’t been fuckin lately.
I’ve been putting in all this time with the organization, so I needed a little something to hold me over.
Hopefully she was on the same kind of timing that I was on, and I could bust at least two nuts tonight.
I left the warehouse, and it took about twenty minutes to get home. I parked in the parking garage like I always did, snagging me a spot on the residents floor, and I quickly shut the car off.
I grabbed everything that I needed, stepped out, and locked the doors behind me.
I walked inside the building, over to the elevator, and I took it up to my floor.
Once I made it onto my floor, I stepped off and walked the long hallway until I made it to the corner unit that belonged to me.
I let myself inside the unit, and I could smell a candle burning in here.
Riot had a candle burning in the living room.
“Honey, I’m home,” I yelled out on some funny shit, stepping out of my shoes, and leaving them by the door.
“I’m in the room,” Riot yelled out for me, and that’s the direction that I went in.
I found her, and she was standing by the bed, and the only thing that she was wearing was her bra, and panties.
There were a few bags sitting on the ottoman, and I could tell that it was the new clothes that she’d gotten from the boutique.
She had her hair pulled up into a bun, and you could tell that stepping out of the house, and doing some shopping with her cousin had helped her a little bit because she didn’t look as angry, and as sad as she’s been looking these past few days.
“You took a shower already, or you waited for me?” I asked, coming out of my shirt, and my wife beater.
“I waited. I was giving you five more minutes, and then I was getting in the shower,” her ass said.
“Yeah aight. Yo ass wasn’t going to do shit but wait on me like I told you to. Go ahead. Start the water,” I let her know, removing the gun from my waist, so that I could walk it over to the dresser, and sit it on top.
Riot left out of the room, and she went for the bathroom. I heard her cut the water on, just like I told her to. While that was going on, I went inside my closet, removing my socks, sweats, and briefs. Once I had all my clothes off, I headed for the bathroom, where Riot was already in the shower.
This would be our first time showering together. I’ve stood outside the shower, and washed her body before, or I’ve been inside the bathroom before while she’d shower, but I’ve never been in the shower with her.
The second I stepped inside, a smile appeared on her face.
I closed the glass door, walked over to her, pulling her my way, so that we could stand under the water together.
Riot liked the water to feel like hell, but I didn’t mind.
The bodies I caught this evening, I needed to be standing under this hot ass water, letting all my sins wash away.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, cocking her head to the side, while looking up at me. I could tell that she was getting ready to either ask me something or make a statement.
“What did you get into this evening?” she asked me.
“I look like I got into something?” I inquired.
“Yes. I can smell it on you,” she said, and I laughed, while lifting her little ass up.
“That’s your way of saying I’m musty?” I joked.
“No. I can just smell that you were up to something, Dominique. What happened?” she pried, keeping one arm around my neck, but with her other hand, she removed the glasses that I was wearing, and sat them down on the rack.
We were standing under the shower head, so the water was sprinkling down, getting onto the lenses. I had multiple pair of designer frames, but the black Prada ones that I owned were my favorite pair, which is why I mostly wore them every day.
“The corner boys that we took from dem 9 boyz started singing the other day. They told us about a drop that was happening this evening. I pulled up with a small crew, and we aired that shit out, and took their product,” I let her know.
“Elijah, and Elias were there?” she wanted to know.
“Parked behind the gate like some scary ass niggas. The second I got out there, they were flying down the street. I’m telling you, them weak ass niggas aren’t meant for the dope game,” I announced, and like she agreed with what I was saying, she nodded her head up, and down.
“So, what you going to do with the work that you took? I know you not going to put it out on the street,” she said, knowing how I moved.
“Nah. Ima sell that shit to another organization. Get the money off that, and re-up with Octavio again. We’ll have two drops next month then,” I said, leaning in, so that I could kiss her on her neck. I only kissed her once, and when I finished, I looked her in her eyes.
“You miss this shit. That’s why you asking all these questions because you miss it. You’re a hustler like daddy. Hustlers like you aren’t meant to take breaks for too long. You know you want to get back at it,” I said, and she chuckled.
“I do miss it. I just knew that everybody within the organization saw the videos, and I wasn’t ready to face the music yet.
I’ve been hearing the things you’ve been telling me, motivating me so that I can get out of my head.
When Ari came and picked me up, we had a long talk about it too.
Let me just finish taking the rest of the week off, and I’ll be ready to come back Monday,” she said, and that shit made me smile.
I was used to the routine that me and Riot had going on.
Even though I didn’t have her shadowing me anymore, and I put her in a position to do her own thing, I could still pull up wherever she was working at, even if it was just for a few minutes.
I needed her back working. She was the brains behind a lot of shit that had been happening lately.
“If all of this didn’t happen, and I was still working, would you have let me go on that ride with you tonight when you pulled up at dem 9 boyz drop?” when she asked me that, I laughed because I knew this girl so much that I knew that question was coming next.
“I would have because I would have had to hear your fuckin mouth if I didn’t take you with us,” I let her know.
“As long as you know it,” and with that, she dropped it.
She leaned her head in, so that she could kiss me on my lips a couple of times.
The pecks turned into her slipping her tongue in my mouth, and here I was, holding her up, kissing her with my eyes closed, enjoying this shit.
With my hands on her ass, I could hear the voices in my head telling me to just raise her a little higher and lower her down on my dick. This would be the first time.
We haven’t fucked without the rubber yet.
Even though Riot had the IUD in her, we still hadn’t taken that chance.
Shit, I was ready to explore, especially since I knew that we were protected, and she wouldn’t get pregnant.
Feeling bold, and too deep into the moment to stop to go in the room to get a condom, I lifted her and lowered that tight ass pussy down on my dick, and I could have shed tears in this bitch when I got my first feel of dipping in raw pussy.
I couldn’t explain this feeling to you. It was beautiful. It felt too good, like I was capable of nutting too fast.
“This what our relationship has come to baby? We’ve reached a point where we fuckin raw now?” I asked, digging in that pussy deep, slamming her down, but then I would ease her back up to the top.
Everything that I was feeling right now, I knew that Riot was feeling it too because she was loud as fuck. Moaning, whining, and damn near in tears because I had this dick buried so deep in her.
“Dominiqueeeeee…. Baby, it feels good. I don’t want you to wear condoms againnnnn,” she cried out to me, wrapping her arms around me even tighter, and I smirked at the sound of her saying that shit to me.
“We not, baby. I’ll never put another condom on again to fuck you. It’s your world. Whatever Riot wants, Riot gets. What else you want baby?” I asked her, knowing that I would get in that pussy and start talking crazy to her.