Chapter 6
Ava
The way Ayce checked Remy made my pussy jump. She better be lucky he checked her and not me. I stood there looking at all that milk chocolate in his black-tailored Armani suit. His hair was cut into a low fade and his side burns connected to his beard just like I liked it, looking just like Camell Page. The whole time he was talking I could only focus on his thick, sexy lips. I watched as he unbuttoned his jacket so he could get inside his car and was almost tempted to get in with him. Instead, I made my way to my car. I peeped someone sitting off in the cut, in an old blue Chevy Storm with tinted windows. The same car sat here the whole service and no one got out the car. It could be nothing, but I felt as if the person in the car was watching me. I shake the feeling off getting into my car, so I could go handle some business since my daddy is out of town.
This nigga, Rino owes my daddy 25g's and keeps telling the same lame ass excuse of his crew getting robbed, every time Rufus goes to collect my daddy’s money. I don't care if those soft ass niggas are getting robbed, he better have my daddy’s money this time or its lights out for him. Pulling up to Rino's trap, I kill the engine and check my makeup before I get out the car. My .22 automatic is easily tucked out of sight, but easy for me to grab as well. I walk up to the already open door and enter the house. A nigga I assume to be one of his goons, walks up to me licking his lips.
“You the finest looking crackhead I have ever seen. Whateva you want you can have it for free,” he said grabbing his dick through his pants.
Is this muthafucka for real… I mean is he serious? I couldn't help but laugh as he continued to undress me with his eyes.
“What you can do is tell Rino to get his ass out here.”
“Why, who the fuck are you?”
“You don't need to know all that, just know we got business to take care of.”
“Yeah, okay,” he said turning his back on me.
As soon as he turned around, I pulled out my gun and shot him in the head. This nigga was one of the reasons Rino's shit kept coming up short… giving people free shit.
I walked through the rest of the house with my .22 drawn, and besides a couple of crackheads that were too high to know what was going on, the house was empty. When I got back to the front of the house, I could see Rino walking in with some female holding some bags, laughing and joking like life is sweet. He didn't even notice I was in the house until I stepped out in front of him.
“I hope you got Duce’s money while you going on shopping sprees and shit.”
His eyes got big at the mention of Duce.
“The fuck you mean, I paid Duce.”
I was growing impatient with the lies this nigga was telling. His female clung to him like her life depended on it.
“Rino, you know I know you lying, right? You try to be a boss, but in actuality you don't have what it takes to be a boss.”
“So Duce’s pussy ass sends a bitch to do his job?”
“No, he sent his daughter,” I said before I put a bullet in his head. The female that came in with him started screaming, and I had to put a bullet in her to shut her the fuck up. My father actually didn't know I was here, but somebody had to take care of Rino and he was taking too long. I pulled out my phone and called Fahim to clean up the mess.
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After laying low for most of the week, I had to get out of the house. Since my daddy was still out of town and I didn't want to be bothered with Mia, I retreated to mi casa. I lived in a two-bedroom home way out in Macedonia, far away from the hood. Yes, I will rep Cleveland ‘til I die, but sometimes I need a break. Getting out of the shower, I call my girl Ashley and see if she wanted to hit the casino with me. My father owned the casino as well. It was how he cleaned his money so it was nothing for me to blow 50 to 100k in one night.
“What's up ish?” Ashley said answering the phone.
“What's up mama? I was thinking about going to the casino tonight, you down?”
“I was supposed to be stepping out with Jasmine tonight, but ain't feeling the West Sixth scene tonight, so let me see if she wants to roll with us and I'll hit you back.”
“Ok, but don't take all night.”
I hung up the phone with Ashley and went into my closet to find something to wear. Pulling out my white Drome belted pant skirt and blue Roland Mouret tank, I knew I would be turning heads as usual, especially wearing my white, six-inch Aquazzura heels. Maybe I can even find me a dick to ride. A thug I may be, but I loved some new dick and I am definitely a shoe and label whore. I wore labels nobody in my hood had ever heard of. As soon as I got dressed, Ash was calling me back.
“So what's the move?” I asked answering my phone.
“It's just you and me tonight because Jasmine can't find a sitter for her bad ass kids.”
“That doesn't surprise me at all. I'm on my way out the door now and be ready Ash, because you know I will leave you.”
“I'm ready just come on.”
When I pulled up to Ash's house, of course I had to wait as usual. I pulled out my phone and called her.
“Damn, I'm coming, ok.”
I just hung up the phone and shook my head.
Ash came out sporting a black and white Fausto Puglisi dress that hugged her curves, with some black Fendi pumps.
Her makeup was minimum and flawless as usual, and her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. She was a true beauty that reminded me of Rihanna, but with a fatter ass and a lot more curves.
Ashley and I had only been friends for a couple of years. When she first transferred to my school, a couple of females tried to jump her, but she quickly showed them she wasn't a soft bitch. Straight out of Compton, she moved here to live with her mother because her father had had enough of her. Ashley could be your best friend or your worst enemy, and when she beat Tyana and her crew’s ass by herself, everybody opted be her friend. I knew then we were going to be cool because she knew how to hold her ground. You can't be weak living in the hood I came from. Jasmine on the other hand, was her friend as well, but it was something about her that I just didn't trust, so I only dealt with her when I had to.
Pulling into the casino parking lot, I see the blue Chevy Storm again and now I know for sure I'm not trippin. I pull out my .22 and walk over to the car to see if there is someone in there, but it’s empty.
“What the fuck you trippin off of?” Ash asked.
“I saw this same car sitting in the cut at Ayce's mother’s funeral. I think somebody is following me.”
“Ish chill, how would they know we were coming to the damn casino?”
I thought for a second and decided Ash was right, but what type of coincidence is this.
Walking into the casino, we headed straight for the bar to get us some drinks, while we danced seductively to “Planes” by Jeremih. My daddy was determined to make sure his casino stayed full, so he went against the rules of a traditional casino. There was a dance floor in the middle of the casino that was surrounded by slot machines. All the table games were upstairs and the music filtered in up there as well, but the atmosphere was a little more turned down. I left Ash on the dance floor and made my way upstairs to play a little blackjack. Sitting at one of the tables, I peep Ayce walking around with Ric before he disappeared up the stairs, which meant Duce was back in town. I played a couple of games before I ran into Ric.
“Shit, what's up ma, it’s been a while,” Ric said staring into my eyes. Ric was a sexy nigga he looked just like Ryan Coogar and knew how to throw that dick. Some people may think I'm a hoe, but I am like a nigga. If they can sample all types of pussy, why can't I sample all types of dick and still be on my shit.
“It has been a long time,” I said seductively. “I saw you talking to Ayce.”
“Yeah, that's my nigga,” Ric said looking at me sideways. “Look ma, I know how you roll, but my nigga been through enough without you playing mind games. You done already fucked him over once, so just let whatever you’re thinking burn,” he said walking away.
He was right, but my heart belonged to Ayce. If he gave me another chance to be with him, I wouldn't fuck around no more. I would be faithful and loyal to him.
A couple minutes later I went downstairs to find Ash and ran into Ayce.
“What's up Ayce, what brings you here?” I asked smiling at him.
Chapter 7
Ayce
Since I buried my mother, every time I close my eyes I have a nightmare about that nigga Joe taking out my sister and me, so sleep hasn't come easy to me. The sooner I found that nigga the better.
Ric set up a meeting for me to talk to Duce at his casino out on Northfield. He had just got back into town and didn't want to waste any time. I went up to his office while Ric put 5k on red 32.
Entering his office I passed another nigga on his way out.
“What the fuck you looking at?” he yelled.
“Bruh, I suggest you keep it movin’.”
“Or what?” he said stepping into my space.
I couldn't believe this mark ass nigga was trying me, and I was about to give him what he was looking for until Duce came out his office and told him to get back to work.
“Let me start off by saying sorry to hear about your mother,” Duce said sitting in a chair behind his desk.
“Yeah, so am I, but we here to talk business right?”
Duce looked at me funny for a moment then continued to talk.
“Tell me something, you managed to keep your hands clean this long, why do you want in now?”
“I have to take care of my sister now so I need some real money, and working at the Quickie Mart is just not going to make that happen for me.”
“That's very true. Come, take a walk with me. See, I have been watching you since the first time I approached you and I know you got some hustle in you, but I'm not sure you are cut out for the streets.”
I listened as I followed him down the back hallway and into an elevator. The elevator took us to the rooftop where a couple of his goons were waiting. The further we walked out onto the roof, the clearer the scene before me became. There was a nigga hanging off the roof by a rope. His hands had been cut off and he had been badly beaten.
“This is Rufus. His job is to collect all my money and bring it here so we can make dirty money clean money. Now, I believe I pay my people well… Do I pay y'all well?” he asked as he turned to his goons. They all nodded their heads.
“This nigga,” Duce said kicking Rufus. He grunted from the impact.
“The nigga that I thought was one of my most loyal niggas, was stealing from me, and not just a little bit of money. Between him and his partner, Rino they have stolen over 1.4 million dollars over the years. I'm not hurting for the money by far. I got bank, but it’s the principle. Rino has already been dealt with, but if you want me to put you on, you have to handle Rufus and his job is yours.”
Duce handed me a hammer and I wasted no time taking Rufus out of his misery. You would have thought I had killed someone before, but I hadn't. The way I looked at it, the nigga was dead anyway, I just sped up the process. Duce looked at me and smiled, putting his hand on my shoulder.
“Welcome to the family,” he said. We made our way back into the casino and I tried to hand him his gun back.
“You keep it.”
I tucked the gun in my waistband and continued to walk.
“I'm going to have Ric show you how we do shit around here before you start,” Duce said once we got back into his office. On my way out the door, he gave me an envelope with some money in it. I looked at him confused.
“For handling that issue up there for me.”
I nodded my head, as I stuffed the envelope in my pocket and walked back down into the casino. I didn't see Ric at any of the tables, so I continued down the stairs and ran into Ava.
“What's up Ayce, what brings you out here?”
“Nothing really, just needed to get out of the house for a while. What's good with you?”
Ava looked good as always and the pants she had on had her ass on swole.
“Everything good over here,” she said while she sipped her drink. “Can I buy you a drink?”
“Ain't it supposed to be me buying you a drink?” I asked.
“No, I can but you a drink if I want,” she winked at me as we headed back down to the bar.
We sat at the bar while we drank and reminisced, and I was actually enjoying myself.
When “All Eyes on You” by Meek Mill came on, she ran out to the dance floor. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she hypnotized me with her dance moves. She motioned for me to come out on the dance floor, and of course I went to her. She grinded on me as I gripped her hips. I rubbed my hands over her body and was caught up in how good she smelled. My dick was hard as fuck. Before I could stop myself, I was kissing the back of her neck. She didn't stop me so I kept exploring her skin with my lips. I started to nibble at her ear and I could feel her body tremble.
“Shit Ava, can we slide up out of here?”
“I didn't come by myself and I can't just leave my girl here.”
“My nigga can take her home. Just let me call him.”
I grabbed Ava's hand and dialed Ric's number, as we walked off the dance floor.
“Yo, meet me at the bar,” I said as soon as he answered.
The way Ava was looking at me, I was about ready to take her in the bathroom and dick her down. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her on the lips.
“What's up?” I heard Ric say.
Ava turned around and their eyes locked. At first I thought I was trippin, but something told me I wasn't.
“What, y'all know each other?”
“Just from around the hood,” Ava spoke up first.
I shook off the feeling that it was something more and asked Ric to take Ava's girl, Ash home.
“Yeah I got you,” he said as me and Ava headed out.
When we got to her car, I kissed her again and opened the car door for her.
“You drive,” she said, tossing me the keys and walking to the passenger side.
I pulled the gun Duce gave me out my waist and put it in the door pocket. Sliding into the driver seat, I immediately fell in love with the car.
“You have to tell me where I am going because this ain’t exactly my hood.”
“Just make a left out the parking lot and keep driving straight.”
I pulled out the parking lot and Ava started fumbling with my pants.
“What you doing girl?”
She moved in silence and answered me with her lips wrapped around my dick. Her mouth was so wet I almost came instantly. I tried to focus on the road the best I could, but the way she was sucking my dick made it hard as hell. Her head bobbled up and down, up and down. I grabbed her head to try and steady her rhythm.
“Shittttttttttttttttttttttttttt. Girl, what you trying to do?”
She pulled my dick all the way out and licked my bell-shaped head. The head she was giving me was sloppy just the way I liked it but, I couldn't wait to feel her pussy grip my dick.
“Ava baby, where to now?” I hated to stop her, but I needed to know where I was going because I was ready to stretch my dick out inside her pussy. She lifted her head up just in time to tell me to turn right and her house was the fifth one down. I pulled into what I hoped was her driveway and turned her car off.
She still had my dick in her mouth and I was about to explode.
“Baby, I want to feel you,” I said maneuvering myself so I could get out the car. Her lips fell from my dick as I pulled her out the car through the driver side. I kissed her deeply, tasting her tongue. While we kissed, I undressed her right there in her driveway. Seeing her naked outside turned me on even more. I turned her around so she was facing the car and her naked ass was facing me. I kissed her down her spine and watched her squirm. Gripping her double D's in my hand, I pushed all nine of my inches inside her pussy.
“Damn boy, this dick is the truth,” she moaned.
Now I knew she wasn't a virgin, but her pussy was still tight as fuck and I didn’t know how long I could last before I busted a nut.
“Shit Ayce, your dick feels so damn good. Don't st-st-stooooooooooop. Make me cum babbbbbbbby.”
Hearing those words come out her mouth was my motivation. Smacking her fat ass, I sped up my pace and hit that pussy even harder.
“I'm about to cum… shit, your pussy ‘bout to make me cum.”
I hated to cum first, but being in her pussy again felt so good to my dick.
“Yes Ayce, yes, yes, yes, right there. I'm about to cum with you, don't stop Ayce, please don’t stop.”
She was tapping the top of the car and I know the neighbors knew my name by now.
A couple of strokes later, we were both spent and gathered ourselves to go into the house.
“Damn boy,” Ava said looking back at me with a smile on her face. “Let’s go in the house so we can get in round two.” I followed her to her door, but when she went to unlock the door to the house, it was already open.
“Wait here,” I told her going back to the car to get my heat.
Pow… Pow… Pow!
When I turned around she had already went into the house. I cocked my gun and ran into the house.