Chapter 3
Chapter Three
ZINC
I f I had it my way, I would live between her thighs getting high off the taste of her. I couldn’t go a day without hydrating myself with her juices. She kept a nigga grounded anytime she offered her body to me. Whether she noticed it or not, I was addicted to her pretty ass.
“ Oouuu , fuck!” she moaned.
With her fingers in my locs, she squeezed them gently as my tongue slid in and out of her opening. Baby had the taste of sweet cream just seeping out of her like a faucet. Making her cum was the one thing I had in the bag. She never had to question if a nigga was good enough.
“This pussy taste so fuckin’ good.”
Riding a nigga face was how I preferred lil’ baby.
She couldn’t run and she only had one option…
cum. Her juices coated my lips with the right amount of lubrication.
The smell of her was to die for and the taste was one you’d catch a body over.
Onyx was the full package, and she knew it.
Hell, any nigga that had the privilege to be this close knew it.
The only difference was I wasn’t a fool.
As she hovered over me, I had the perfect view of her breasts. They bounced gently above my head as her body moved like a wave. This was satisfying to a nigga. She ain’t have to do much for me to fall for her pretty ass but when she sat on my face, I was down bad behind her.
“Fuuuuck. I’m finna cum, baby,” she cried out as I held her clit hostage.
Do it then.
My locs were gripped while my body began to suffer from lack of oxygen. Her legs locked on the sides of my face keeping me in place. I was smothered and that was exactly how the fuck I liked it when it came to her fine ass. I would die behind the pussy and that was on me.
Her sweet cream filled my mouth as her gut-wrenching cry of satisfaction bounced off the walls.
My ego was being stroked, and I couldn’t help but wear a smile of arrogance.
My mouthpiece ain’t never been nothing to play with.
I was just happy with the fact I could eat in peace knowing wasn’t nobody running up in this shit raw but me.
Finally, my hair and face were released as she slowly leaned forward keeping her ass tooted in the air.
I swiftly slid from underneath and was back to the pussy like I never left.
With my dick in hand, I pushed at her opening and was granted access.
So wet and so fuckin’ warm. Yeah, she was in for some good pipe.
“Damn, she wet as fuck,” I said taking in the level of moist her shit held. I was used to her leaking, but this was different this go ‘round. It was like her faucet couldn’t be turned off or something.
“Always for you, Lil’ Daddy.”
I chuckled at her comeback. Lil’ Daddy was what she referred to me as since I was indeed a young nigga.
She wasn’t too far from me though. A smooth ten years wasn’t shit to me.
She was the first I ever dealt with so far ahead though.
I ain’t never dabbled into the thirties pool until her.
She gave a hell of an impression for the seasoned women.
As soon as the tip of my dick hit her cervix, I held still and took her in.
Onyx was built different. Like, my baby had back dimples that hypnotized you as you hit the pussy from the back.
She had the nerve to have that shit pierced too.
As if that wasn’t enough, my baby went and got my name tatted down the middle of her back.
There was literally a handful that knew me by my government.
The rest of the world identified me as Zinc.
She didn’t hide her love for me and that earned her this raw shit.
“ Sssss ,” she hissed slowly rocking back and forth on the pipe.
“Nah, for real, Ma. Why the fuck this pussy so goddamn wet like this?” I asked gripping her hips. I wasn’t gon’ last too much longer. It was like every time I got in this muthafucka I sprinted to the finish line.
“Cause I love the way you fuck me, Nahmari.” My name left her lips in the softest tone a nigga ever heard. She knew better than to give me this good shit the first time. Now a nigga was plotting on tying this shit down.
“Then cream on this muthafucka then. What the fuck is taking you so long to paint this shit?”
With a handful of hair, I gently brought her to me and fucked that sweet lil’ pussy until she obeyed my command.
Her cum was polishing my dick so good it was starting to shine from her juices.
This was the only reward a nigga looked forward to on a daily.
I didn’t give a fuck how long the day was, fuck me before a nigga closed his eyes.
I couldn’t get a good night's rest without it.
“ Oouu , shit! Cum with me, babyyyy!” she screamed. Little did she know I was already there.
I sprayed her walls with my kids and didn’t have an ounce of regret.
This woman was mine through and through.
She could front like she wasn’t down bad for a nigga but we both knew what the fuck was going on.
Falling forward, I watched her body slowly return to a calm state.
I couldn’t help but tuck my lip between my teeth and enjoy the view.
She arched her back perfectly with my wood still inside her as if she could handle another round.
“I got time. What we doing?” I questioned massaging her ass delivering slow strokes.
“As much as I love having you inside of me, we don’t have time for another round at all,” she stated allowing her body to fall completely flat. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.
“Oh, we got time if you on that fa sho’. I promise them niggas ain’t going nowhere.”
Climbing off the bed, she kissed me on the cheek and headed for the bathroom.
I heard her start the shower which meant she was done.
I on the other hand could get it popping in the shower with no problem.
I followed behind her with the urgency to climb right back in that gushy shit.
Onyx had to know how the pussy she housed turned niggas crazy. It was too good not to.
I slid the glass door back and stepped in with her placing her hand on my chest. “Get in here and wash yo’ ass, Zinc. I’m not playing. You got a bachelor party to do, and I got to get to the dance studio.”
“I don’t understand why you got to go down to that fuck ass studio just to dance. I got a dick that works perfectly fine you can dance on.”
A nigga had yet to go down. I made sure my shit sat on her ass so she would know I was still trying to plant seeds.
My hands went to exploring and her soft moans were filling the room once again.
With my hand easing pass her midsection, I was back at her folds.
Two fingers slipped inside her wet canal and like usual, her walls wrapped around me. It was natural at this point.
“Nahmari, I love cummin’ for you baby and I would love to cum for you again. However, this isn’t happening.” She moved my fingers and grabbed the washcloth.
I stepped back and gave her the space she was requesting. Tonight was Chrome’s last night of being a bachelor. That nigga found his better half and I’d be damned if I didn’t find mine as well. Two rare breeds that the hood didn’t touch. Yeah, me and bro’ lucked up big time.
Onyx was everything you wanted in a woman.
She came with her own paper, her own crib, her own everything.
There was worth in this woman, but she was as humble as they came.
I knew all about her trust fund and still, she managed to make a nigga feel wanted.
When it came down to it, she had more than any of them hoes from the Park.
I would be a goddamn fool to put any woman above her.
With her finishing first, I was able to finally get my head right and wash my ass.
She was no longer in front of me causing a distraction.
My thoughts were beginning to calm down and the disturbing thoughts of my childhood were surfacing.
I hated being alone for too long because this was the result.
My parents were nothing like Chrome’s. He had a two-parent household and me… well, a nigga was grateful if my mama came home at night. I was making grown ass decisions by the age of ten. I had no business with my name on bills and lying to Rent-A-Center. I just wanted to play my game and chill.
That was just the surface of shit. I had no business seeing my mama on her knees or the many men that beat her down all so she could walk away with a few fuckin’ dollars.
She started out as a stripper doing what the fuck she had to do for home but somewhere along the way, she was turned out and the streets had her by the throat.
She was simply a product of that shit now and she had absolutely no shame.
She fucked any and everybody with a smile on her face and drugs in her veins.
If it wasn’t for Neon and Steel doing for me when they could, there was no telling where the fuck I would be.
The system wasn’t built for niggas, and we all knew that.
Them crackers would’ve had me in so many foster homes I probably wouldn’t be able to tell you my name for real because there would be no familiarity, not even for myself.
“Baby.” Onyx, reached in and touched me gently on my back bringing me out my trance like state.
“Yeah.”
“I been talking to you. Where yo’ head at right now?” She asked a question I wasn’t sure I wanted to answer. I would tell her whatever she wanted to know but when it came to Mariah Williams, I was hesitant as fuck. I hated speaking on her period.
“My fault, Ma. What you say?”
“That Chrome just called. He wants to know where y’all going tonight.”
I smirked and said, “He’ll know when we get there.
” I finished washing and stepped out. I didn’t bother wrapping a towel around my waist simply because I wanted Onyx to jump back on the dick.
Chrome was going to be a married man by one in the afternoon tomorrow.
This party wasn’t gon’ make or break that.