Another Hood Love 2 (21 page)

I grabbed some panties and a bra and walked into the bathroom and I turned the water on and stepped in as soon as it warmed to my liking. I thought about Tone. Next month would make two years that he, Jah and Laela had been killed and the day that Sage had been laid to rest. It still felt as if it had happened just yesterday. This year the pain was deeper because not only was I going to be mourning their loss, but I was missing my son. Baby Tone had been my light at the end of the tunnel after I lost Tone and Laela. He had become my reason to live, my reason to continue on the plan that we had set out for our lives. Now he was gone and I really didn’t have any direction. I’d heard everything that Q had said to me in the cab but hearing and doing were two different things. Right now, I just needed to do what I wanted, and right now that was in drugs, money and partying.

I let the water fall over my body and closed my eyes. I didn’t know when I wanted to get my life back on track. All my choices may not have been the best but I was still young and I had time to fuck up and then get it right and if I didn’t, then fuck it. I wasn’t scared of dying. I would give every dollar I had if it would bring back my loved ones but it wouldn’t so until my time was up, I was going to ball out, turn up and do me to the fullest. I wasn’t worried about sex or love. I could pull niggas whenever because I was pretty and cool as shit but after what I’d gone through with Chris and losing Tone, I didn’t want to put any more energy into a nigga. I’d stepped out of my character tonight when I let Micah finger me by the bathroom but sometimes you just had to be a bad girl. Fuck living with regrets and shit; live and learn.

I stepped out of the shower and rubbed some Aveeno lotion on my body before throwing on a pair of shorts and a Real Housewives of Mouthpiece Society tank top. I walked back into the living room and sat down next to Greg as I threw my legs across his lap.

“What y’all hoes in here gossiping about?” I asked as I grabbed the blunt out of Dolo’s hands.

“Oh now we some hoes? This is coming from the hoe that had niggas and bitches in her face all night.”

I laughed as I threw a blunt wrap at Lo. “Shut up, bitch, and roll up. I ain’t no hoe. I’m just young, fine and wealthy,” I said as I flipped her off. “Speaking of hoe, where the fuck yo ass learn how to work the pole, beezy?” Everybody looked at Lo, waiting on her ass to give an explanation.

“Well if you nosey mothafuckas must know, I used to strip and my older sister is also a stripper in Atlanta. It’s actually how I ended up getting noticed for modeling,” she said and I smirked.

“See, I knew there was some shit you ain’t tell me about, hoe!” I yelled.

We all laughed as we sat around smoking and talking shit. It was after six in the morning and it felt good just chilling in another state, smoking big, drinking big and feeling nice.

“Aye, Jae, why one of your titties bigger than the other one?” Brayden asked.

I looked down and laughed. “Nigga, why your mama mustache thicker than ya daddy’s? Nigga, don’t come for me!” We all started laughing. These niggas were retarded as hell.

“Damn, B. I did see that shit one day. I was like damn, Ms. Parker got a fat ass and a thick ass mustache,” Q said and B hopped up off the couch.

“Aye, y’all better leave my mama alone. Jae just mad because her feet smell like jock strap and Frito Lay. Bitch been stepping on sweaty balls all day. All my life I had to fight looking ass.”

I hopped up and stepped in B’s face. “Nigga, take that back!” I said, trying my best not to laugh. “I know somebody that likes it with your ol’ strong back slave looking ass.”

I turned around and B had thrown me over his shoulder while he pinched my sides. I laughed uncontrollably. “Say uncle!” B yelled as I squirmed while trying to get out of his arms.

I laughed and hit him on his back. “Nah, fuck that, nigga. Let me go, bruh!” I yelled, trying to catch my breath.

“Nope, not until you say uncle, or maybe Q might save you. Q, you ain’t gonna come save yo’ bitch?” B said as he spun me around wildly so that he could face Q.

I was kicking my feet and trying to squirm my way out of his hold but his big ass had me straight stuck. “Man, you see a cape on me? That ain’t my bitch. G Money, you better help yo sister, nigga,” Q said to Greg as he and everybody else started laughing.

Next thing I know, Lo had hopped up and we started jumping B’s big ass. We were fake stomping him out and shit. We were straight clowning, and I was glad we didn’t have any neighbors or nothing because they would have most definitely been complaining. Shit was too funny. I laid sprawled out on the floor as we smoked the last blunt and just talked about whatever.

After about another hour of us all just hanging, I was ready to lay it down. I got up and walked into me and Lo’s room and hopped into bed. I grabbed my phone and started uploading pictures to my Instagram and my Facebook. I had so many pictures that I had to make collages. After a couple of minutes, there was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” I yelled. I looked up and Q’s sexy ass was walking in. “Big Money Q, nigga couldn’t save me but want to come and chill with a real one,” I said and he flashed a half grin as he plopped down at the foot of my bed.

He grabbed my foot and started massaging it. “Eww, B wasn’t lying. These joints is kind of funky.”

I kicked him in the chest with my other foot. “Bye, nigga. Get out!” I yelled in between laughs. I swear these niggas play all day.

I stared at Q for a moment as his eyes looked as if he was looking right through me. His eyes were low and bloodshot red from all the weed and alcohol we had been consuming all night. I was glad that I had invited him and Dolo on this trip. They were hella cool to chill with and tons of fun to turn up with. Especially Dolo. He was my new ace. That nigga was as real as they came and he was with the shit. I loved all these niggas. Was it too much to ask to have all my people with me? Rico had about six more months before he came home and I couldn’t wait. I had missed him something serious. I planned on writing him, Uncle Ken and Lex soon as I got home.

Q put down the foot that he was massaging and grabbed the other one. “What you in here doing? I thought you were going to sleep,” he asked.

“I am going to sleep but I was uploading all these pics before I do,” I said as I put my phone on the charger and lay back.

Q and I started talking about random shit. When we left, he and Dolo would be going back to Vegas. I didn’t really want them to go but I knew that they had business to take care of. Plus, it wasn’t like Q didn’t call me all the damn time anyway. Shit, I talked to Dolo on an everyday basis as well, so I guess it would just be back to normal programming once we headed back to the west coast. Q and I chopped it up for a while and I really enjoyed his conversation. We could talk about any and everything and never have an awkward moment.

I arched my back and opened my mouth in amazement to what I was feeling. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I blinked and as much as I wanted to stop what was happening, the feeling was way too good. I scooted up and stared down into the sexy set of eyes that were staring at me. I felt their arms grab my ass and pull me back toward them as they placed their entire mouth around my pussy and began to slurp and twirl their tongue around my entrance. I shook my head because this was not what I’d wanted to happen. I wasn’t ready for what was taking place but it was happening and there wasn’t any going back from here. I didn’t know where this would leave us, but I knew this would definitely change our relationship.

I let out a deep moan as I continued to get my pussy licked. I could barely move because I was crippled by the tongue. I had never had something feel so good. This shit was pure heaven and as much as I knew the aftereffects of this would be wild, I couldn’t stop it. Call me selfish, but a bitch was trying to see what that nut was going to be like. That shit that Micah did to me earlier had just built me up for this. I tried to muffle my moans with the pillow because I didn’t want the rest of the house to hear me because there was no way I was going to be able to lie and downplay what they heard.

“Fuuuuccckkk!” I yelled into pillow.

I arched my back as a strong wave of pleasure took over me. This was sin at its finest and if I was going to hell for this, then I guess it was a good thing that I would go knowing I had gotten the best head known to man out of it. I looked down and shook my head as my body shook from the orgasm I just had experienced and a tear spilled out of my eye.

“Shit!” I said as I closed my eyes and covered my face with the pillow. I lay there thinking about what I had just done. I smiled at my guilty pleasure. I didn’t remember even falling back to sleep. What a vacation.

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