20. Rico #2
“I fuckin’ hate you,” she whimpers. Her core isn’t strong enough to pull herself up further, but my shit curves up, so I’m right on her g-spot.
Thrusting just a little before I slip out of her, I lean down and give her a peck before releasing her wrists. “Goodnight.”
Laughter bursts from me when she tackles me onto the other side of the bed. Her teeth grind as she climbs on top of me. With one hand on my abs, she lifts herself up, but at the last moment, my hands shoot up and grip her hips, keeping her in the air.
“I don’t fuck women I’m not attached to, Snow.”
She scoffs, leveling me with a murderous glare. “Since when?!”
“Since now,” I volley. “So if you not tryna claim me then I’m keeping my dick to myself.”
Snow balls her face, before sighing. She leans over, and I let her collapse onto my chest.
“You don’t even like me foreal,” she says, her lips tickling the fine hairs on my pec.
My hand has a mind of its own as I begin to rub my fingertips through her hair. It’s only about an inch or two, but the curls are loosening, reminding me of when Peanut grows his shit out.
“Says who?”
“Says you! Every other sentence is ‘I hate you, Snow.’”
Her lame attempt at mocking me pulls another chuckle. “You never heard of the thin line between love and hate? The pendulum stays swinging with your ass.”
Snow leans up, her eyes snapping to mine. My hands travel down her sculpted back to cup her cheeks.
“You really… wanna tell them about us? This?”
I give her a gentle squeeze. “Is that so hard to believe?”
My chest tightens when she averts her eyes. Have the past few weeks not shown her how much I need her?
I turn, rolling us over until she’s on her back and I’m leaning over her. “There is an us, Snow. There’s been an us for damn near twenty years now.”
She scoffs, but I continue. “You swear I was ashamed of you, but that’s not true. I went about protecting what we had the wrong way, and I wanna do shit different now. That means telling my homies, my brothers, about my woman. The only one who ever mattered to me.”
Tears spill down the sides of her face. She palms the back of my head to bring my forehead to rest on hers.
“Can you please fuck me now?” she sniffles, her wet lashes fluttering on mine.
I don’t want to. I want to turn all the lights on and we hash this shit out, so that there’s no question about who we are to each other.
Snow’s always been stubborn, but she’s never shied away from shit like this before.
Not with me. Not even when she’s telling me all the ways I’ve had her fucked up.
So why is it so hard to accept how I’m trying to do right this time? Wouldn’t this be the best time?
My pride wins out finally, and I hold my tongue. Instead, I slide home, and wrap my tongue around hers to quiet her cries.
It’s easy for me to not give Snow the benefit of the doubt.
I did spring this on her. I’d known I’d be linking with Mekhi sooner or later, but I didn’t take into account Snow and Mars and my niggas being involved still.
Her hesitance, and us not being on one accord, makes sense.
I can figure this shit out later, definitely before she goes back home.
A win-win, so we can get more time just us. So that she can be certain there is for sure an us.
“Harder,” Snow mewls, breaking me out of my head as she cups my ass.
I lift one of her legs onto my shoulder, kissing her ankle before giving her exactly what she asks for.
“Open your mouth.”
She obeys me easily, and I rest my thumb on her tongue. She closes her lips around it and gets it nice and wet.
I pull it away, then rest my hand on her pelvis and strum her clit, her own spit helping me.
My other hand peels her other leg off me, holding her knee down on the mattress as I pound into her.
“Come on this dick, right fuckin’ now, Snow,” I growl.
She arches off the bed, milking my dick like she’s trying to have my baby. I’m barely able to pull out, bending down to cover her pussy with my mouth as I bust in my hand.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I tongue fuck her past the point of no return. Both of her hands are palming my head now, keeping my mouth on her as she humps my tongue with abandon.
As soon as I’m done coming, I wipe my hand on my sheets and exchange my tongue for two fingers. Snow’s still twitching, her eyes clamped shut as I rub my tongue piercing lightly across her clit.
“You need some birth control, Snow. I’m tired of pulling out.”
Snow’s response is to swipe at my hands, so I pull away from her, pressing a kiss into her inner thigh.
“That’s one thing I’m never doing.”
“Well, I told you I’m tired of pulling out, so,” I shrug, stretching as I stand, dodging the pillow she throws at me before I turn toward the bathroom. “If you cool with what comes with that, I’m with it.”
“In your dreams,” she cackles. But she knows I’m deadass. That’s why she gulps as I close the bathroom door behind me.
“I know you’re not sleep, Miele. I just heard someone shush Mars.”
My little cousin feigns a yawn, pissing me off even more. “I thought you were leaving at midnight.”
“I am,” I say, as I glance at my homies ribbing Reem for dragging YT off during dinner. NiNi and Reno are off to the side, checking the case of weapons we’re taking.
“Put her on the phone, Miele.”
“Huh?” Miele tries to muffle a giggle, but I hear that shit loud and clear.
Taking a couple steps away from the rest of them, I place my lips onto my phone. “Tell her to grab this phone before I blow her whole muthafuckin’ spot up, on Baby. Say that shit verbatim if I’m not on speaker, Miele.”
“You are so fuckin’ extra,” Snow spits, making me smile.
When I woke up this morning, she and Mars were gone, along with my cousins and Nan.
They were gone all day, with NiNi and Reno coming back well after dinner, telling me the others were at Miele’s house for the night.
I don’t have the patience to give a fuck about that right now, but I wasn’t going the whole day without hearing her voice.
“Yes, Richard?” she breathes, the tv in the background getting louder before disappearing altogether.
“You could have just told me you ain’t want me to say shit.”
“But then I wouldn’t have been able to see the big ass resort you have in San Pedro and the animal shelter you go to when you need to get away from me.”
“I could have shown you those things.” I roll my eyes at myself and how lame I sound, and pray Nut didn’t hear me.
“You missed me huh? Say it out loud,” she snickers.
“I could die tonight and you want your last words to be shit talking.”
“Why the fuck would you say that?!” she shrieks.
I chuckle. “Because–”
“Because you’re a fucking dick. Don’t die, Richard. Only I can kill you.”
“You can’t even kill a fly, Snow.” I glance at Reno and nod at him before turning back around. “Wait; have you done that before?”
“No,” she scoffs. “Be safe, Rico. I mean it.”
My cheeks heat at her concern. I wipe my face, though my smile doesn’t go anywhere. “Ain’t no such thing as being safe. You know that.”
“Then stay dangerous! And… come back.”
“Ay!” Nut yells, and I know it’s time to go.
“I did miss you, today,” I reveal. “Soon as these niggas leave you making it up to me.”
“Hurry up then so I can!”
“Fasho.” I hang up without saying bye, and turn just as Nut strolls up to me.
“Why you ain’t let me talk to wifey? Bad enough I ain’t vet her ass.”
I pocket my phone and walk back toward the group, leaving his dumb ass. NiNi walks back in from loading the truck, completing the circle.
“Aight, so my contact said they could be in one of two places; in this compound just outside of city limits, and a mini yacht that’s stationed a couple miles off the coast. It can only hold like five people, so I’ma handle that while my cousins keep y’all alive in Chetumal. This is Reno and NiNi.”
“The fuck kind of name is NiNi?” Stone asks. Reem palms his face, while Turk and Nut snicker.
NiNi runs his tongue over the top row of his teeth as he sizes Stone up. They’re the same height, but NiNi maybe has twenty pounds on Stone.
I’ve been so into Snow, I didn’t think about that slick mouth all the Youngs have.
“When my sister was too weak from chemotherapy, she couldn’t say my full name. In solidarity, my family began to call me NiNi as well.”
Awkward silence sweeps through us, while NiNi grins at Stone. He narrows his eyes at NiNi, who just grins and taps Reno’s chest to follow him.
“Was he lying? I feel like he wasn’t, but I’on know.”
“Not entirely,” I answer Prince as we all follow them to the dock.
“Stay dangerous niggas,” I say, as I dap each one of my homies as they follow Reno onto my mini yacht. NiNi hands me my backpack, and I shake my head at him.
“Why you say that bullshit in there?”
He shrugs. “Miele drops that shit like it’s nothing to get what she want, so I wanted to see if it works on others. Got that big bitch to shut the fuck up, didn’t it?”
Shad jumps down onto the dock and grins, interrupting us. “Aight. Let’s go.”
I blink at this nigga.
“I’m comin’ with you to the boat shit. We need to parley anyway.”
NiNi snorts. “él te va a confrontar por Nieve.” (He’s going to press you about Snow.)