"Mmm. Shit"
I inhale and hold before letting out the smoke. The smell of haze, sweat and sex fill the air as I lean back as watch the tawny colored beauty bounce on my dick
"Ezeeee"
Her manicured fingers grip at my chest while I watch hers rise and fall. Strands of hair stick to her face as her makeup disappears. I stare at the tattoo that travel down the center of her chest and around her nipple. That shit had to hurt
Regina was on speed dial when I needed her but right now she's pissing me the fuck off. I'm not sure what happened but I think this is the worst sex I've ever had
She plants her feet on each side of me and bounces, trying to switch it up by twerking or something but the problem is she can't take it all. I'm sure I'm still 3 inches out
She usually only ever suck me off but this time she swore she could give me the ride of my life. Imagine my fucking disappointment. I thought getting high would help but she messing that shit up too
"Gina"
She tosses her head up and tries to look as seductive as she can
"You like it, baby?"
"Hell no. Now fuck me right or get the fuck out"
Her mouth opens in shock as she stare at me
"Ezee, it's me.."
"No shit. I just said your name. GINA, ride my shit or ride out"
Gina pouts and I just look at her. When she sees I'm not budging, she gets off and grabs her clothes. I put out my blunt because the shit wasn't even having an affect anymore
"I can't believe you're doing this to me. Don't ever call me again."
I take out my phone and show her that I blocked her number and deleted the contact
"Done"
"Fuck you, Ezee. How am I supposed to get home? You drove me here"
I dig in my pocket and put the shit in her hand
"Here's $3.50 to get you a bus pass to take your ass home. Deuces"
She gapes up at me and storms out the room, making sure to slam the door. I go to the bathroom and take the condom off. Im irritated as fuck, she came three times and I came none.
I turn on the shower, pee, then hop in. I throw my head back as the water travels down my skin, trying to figure out what's wrong with me. I'm been irritated as hell ever since the party. Shit was cool besides the incident in the kitchen but even that wasn't a problem for me. What is the problem is that I haven't been able to get off since. None of my regular bitches do for me anymore. Fucking ain't the same and although they're still loving it, I'm getting more and more pissed.
Women treat me like just dick so I treat them like just pussy. No kissing. No trying to make them fall in love and shit.
I don't need that type of drama because they second a hoe feel like she deserves more, there ain't nothing but problems. She might even set you up and if that happens, I'm taking everyone involved with me.
As time moves forward, I'm not sure how likely that shit's happen. I've been cutting bitches off left and right
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I soap up my rag and start scrubbing my body. I wince when I get to my dick. I'm so hard it fucking hurts but I need to cum. I drop the rag and wrap a hand around it, using the soap as lube. I close my eyes and put a hand on the shower wall as I start pumping, imagining the sienna colored hand with the yellow acrylics of the shorty who caused all this frustration.
Big, dark down eyes stare at me teasing as she gently kisses the tip. Her tongue stick out her plump, circle shaped lips and licks up my shaft before taking me in. Those long eyelashes blink up at me as she hallows out her cheeks and allows me to fuck her face. Isn't long before I bust, my seed coving the shower floor as I realize I'm in this bitch alone.
It's been like this for the past couple days and the shit don't make sense to me. Pussy is pussy. You had one, you had them all and I've had plenty so why the fuck would this girl be different?
She not and I gotta get that shit through my head
I finish washing myself off before stepping out and getting dressed. I walk into the living to see Nelly, Maino, and Duck chillin.
"Nigga, Gina left this bitch hot! What you do to her?" Nelly smirks at me, knowingly
"Shit was wack. I told her get the fuck out."
"Better be careful, G. These bitches will bust a brick through ya shit." Duck shakes his head and snickers
"That's why I fuck at Maino place and not mine."
"Nigga, this might as well be ya second home. You already got your own room."
I sit on the couch next to Maino and lean my head back. We've known each other since we were six. Our moms are best friends and have been for while. That's why I got my own room at his house
"Whatever. We got shit to talk about anyway."
"What's up?"
"We gotta go to Florida to pick up a load this weekend. Tone, called me last night"
"It's just us four?"
"You tryna invite someone else?"
"Nah nigga. I'm just checking."
I squint my eyes at Duck, watching his facial expressions. I'm not saying I roll with snakes because I'm quick ice a nigga. Especially when it comes to my money so this nigga on some extra shit, I guess I'm loosing a "friend"
I lean my head back again. I'm tired as hell
"Yeah, just us. A kilo each for now. We can cut it and spread that it."
"Sounds like a plan to me"
"Me too"
"Cool. Imma head out. I got rounds to make"
I step out the house and hop in my car before setting off around the block.
I guess I could be happy to say that I don't have to really sell anymore, although I do it from time to time. I got a few niggas working under me and I come to collect every week. However, that's not where most of my money comes from. Selling drugs made me hood rich. Racing cars made me RICH rich but niggas don't need to what's in my pockets. That's why I do that shit outside the city. I do a lot of shit outside my city
No one needs to know my business. They know Ezee not Xavier and I like to keep shit that way.
I got plans and as soon and I reach my goal, I'm moving parents out the city and disappearing like Dave Chapelle but I'm not coming back
Don't get me wrong, I love my city to death and I'll represent to the day I die BUT ain't no growth in these streets. The more and more you get on, the bigger the target on your back. Most niggas feel like if they ain't got it, you shouldn't either and the others will ride with you, smile in ya face knowing they only want front row seats to watching you fall. Nah, fuck all that. I don't trust no one but myself
I've seen enough shit, heard enough shit to know that my people will never be free. That's the unfortunate reality
I pull up at the Chinese joint and hop of the car. Before I can make it to the door, a lady voice comes from my right
"They're closed"
"Shit. Forreal?"
"Mhmm"
"Ard thanks"
I hop back in the car
"No problem and you fine as hell"
The last part was mumbled but I heard her clearly. I chuckle as I roll by and tell her thank you.
I head off to the next food spot and head in
"What can I get for you, Ezee?"
"Can you get my usual, please?"
"A number four with two cheesesteak egg rolls?"
"Yes ma'am"
"I got you"
Alexis rolls her eyes and goes to the back. She and I treat each other like brother and sister. She's never been one to fall for my charm and I appreciate that. It's nice to talk to someone who doesn't want shit from you
She comes back to the front
"What's that face for?"
She sucks her teeth playfully
"I heard..."
"Here we fucking go"
"No but serious, you've been the topic of conversation today"
"When I am not?"
"This time is different. They say you and some girl was getting pretty close at Rico's party"
"How is that different?"
"You don't dance. You eye a girl from the corner of the room, flash her that pretty as smile, whisper shit in her ear then take her back to Maino's to fuck. They said this was different. She resisted you."
"Ok first. Maino misses you, you need to go see his ass"
"Fuck that nigga"
Alexis and Maino are on and off all the fucking time but this time. This time they stayed off for over a year. Alexis ain't want shit to do with Maino due to his bad habits. Can't be mad at her for putting herself first.
"Second, she's not the first to resist me and won't be the last"
"There's more. A girl was in here about five minutes ago, heated as fuck that you took her home"
I look at her confused. I'm not saying girls never got jealous but they never did too much and stayed out my business for the most part. Gotta be someone I never fucked or gave the time of day.
"There she go now"
The door opens and in walks a girl that look vaguely familiar. She wore short shorts with her ass hanging out and a shirt that was cut and tied down the middle.
"Is ticket 220 ready?"
"Let me check"
Alexis heads to the back with a smirk that said she wasn't really checking. The girl turns to me
"Hi Ezee"
I nod my head in acknowledgment
"Thanks again for the ride from the party"
She blushes and twist her body side to side. Then I remember who shorty is. The desperate friend who was talking my ear off about herself. I don't fuck with desperate women. They be the crazy bitches that get you killed, locked up or claim they pregnant.
"Oh shit. Nah, it was no problem at all"
You weren't my focus anyway
"I was wondering if you were free today? Maybe we can hangout? Go back to my place?"
She steps in front of me and tries to arch her breast up but in reality, she look in pain.
"I got plans"
"Here's your order Ezee"
Thank you for the save. I grab my food and leave
"See you, Bubaloo"
"It's Blu!"
"That's what I said"
I would never mess with a girl like Blu. She obviously got something against pretty eyes and I don't want shit to do with that. Don't put me in the middle of your vendetta
I hop in my car and drive off to my parents house. Some can say I'm a mamas boy and I'd tell you I didn't give a fuck. She wasn't one to coddle me like other mothers. She don't put up with my shit and don't support what I'm doing in these streets. She tells me she'll always love me but be prepared to face the consequences of my actions.
My father is ard. I mean he worked most of my life so I didn't really get a chance to form a bond with him. I know he got my back and sometimes that's my nigga. But others, I can't stand his big John Henry, I been working on the railroad head ass. He get wishy washy based off his mood. I ain't for that.
But I stop by anyway because mama is right. My choices lead to consequences and I never know what those consequences may be. I chill with them for a while. Spend time listening to my grandmother and what she endured throughout her life. Crazy how people always wanna say that boys need a man in their life for guidance but I have yet to meet a older man who goes harder than my grandmother. Her ass was out here fighting police in her prime and shit. She doesn't give one fuck and I love that
When night falls, I realize it's time to make my rounds. I hit up my corners and make sure to find my employees. We make our exchanges and go about our ways but as I pull up to my last corner, the nigga nowhere to be found
Hmm
I drive around and spot his ass coming out the corner store
"Twon"
This nigga drops his chips in a panic. Scared to look up
Now why this nigga scared?
"Why you not on your corner?"
"I was..I mean. It..I"
"Nigga, spit it out"
He hangs in head in shame
"I got robbed"
Did this nigga just say he didn't have my money?
"Robbed? You worked for me for how long and you don't know what to do when you get robbed? Why you ain't call me?"
"Uh"
"I'm starting to feel like you lying or you were in on it"
"I wasn't I swear"
I nod my head as he rambles
"We got a problem"
"Please don't do this. I don't want my grandmama-"
"Nigga you should have thought of your grandmama. I didn't recruit you. You came to me, begging me to help you out even after I told you no. I gave you a chance and now that you fucked up, IM the one that has to think of your family?"
My jaw clenched because I'm fucking irritated. I'm tired of people asking me to be considerate like I'm not always honest from the jump. I look at him, shaking and shit
"...Run"