Southern Kings: A Gangster Love Story (11 page)

I stared her right in the eyes before I grabbed her waist and pulled her to me. “You want me to leave, Reelle?”

I didn't even give her a chance to answer. I just leaned down and kissed her, and she let me. It was rough and aggressive, but it felt good. She felt good.

I let go of her waist and moved my hands into her shorts, squeezing her ass and then I let them move up her back. Again, she didn't stop me, so I pulled away and lifted her shirt over her head. Damn, I knew I was wrong as fuck, but I needed to feel her, and if she was gon’ let me, I was about to do it.

“Yetti, hold on, wait. I’m not doing this with you.” She was breathing extremely hard after I tossed her shirt on the floor.

“Why not? You know you want to.”

“Because, we…”

I didn't want to hear that shit. So I kissed her again. I wasn't trying to hear anything that was going to shut this down. While I sucked on her lips, again my hands were in her shorts, but this time I slid them down her body along with her panties. She stepped out of them and I used one hand to spread her thighs apart while the other got tangled in her hair.

Our kisses got hungry and intense while my fingers worked their way inside her. The more intense our kisses got the faster I moved them until she pulled away, her head fell back and she began to shake.

Hell yeah!
I grabbed her waist and walked backed her to the bed and when she was on it, I dropped to my knees and dived in head first with her legs draped across my shoulders and I went to work.

“Mmmm, shit!” her soft voice was sexy as fuck and had me motivated.

This wasn't really my thing, but for some reason I had to taste her, and I was glad I did. She had my ass about to explode, and she wasn't doing shit to me. I knew I was in trouble because I couldn’t get enough. I sent my tongue down her slit in and out of her while my thumb massaged her swollen nub. She damn her near jumped away from me, but I gripped her waist with my free hand and held her in place.

“Oh shit, got damn. I can't fucking breathe.”

I could feel my smile forming as I went harder. I licked her clit and then sucked on it while I let my fingers enter her. With a slow steady rhythm, I stroked her from the inside until I felt her legs begin to tremble and then I picked up my pace, moving in and out of her until she shoved me away. Reelle covered her face like she was trying to hide. I started a trail of kisses up her stomach which make her tremble even more.

“Move your hands, Reelle. I want to see your face, baby girl.”

She moved her head from side to side to tell me no and I laughed while I kicked off my shoes, reached in my pocket for a condom and then worked my way out of my jeans.

After I ripped open the condom, I started planting kisses all over her body while I rolled it down on me and then moved up her body enough to get to her opening. She had finally uncovered her face, so I kissed her a few times and then pushed forward to enter her.

“Hold oh, hold on, hold on.” She used her hands to try and force me to stop. I was praying she didn't tell me to. I really didn't think I could. I would have if she really wanted me to, but damn, I needed this shit.

“What sup, Ree?”

“It hurts. Hold on, give me a minute.”

“Just let me get it in, Reelle, I'll go slow.” I knew that shit probably hurt, hell I knew what I was working with, but I was impatient as fuck. I needed to feel her.

“Slow, Yetti. And I mean it.”

I nodded and started inching my way in. She closed her eyes like it was gon’ help, but I kissed her and tried to take my time halfway there, I pulled out and then pushed in again but this time all the way. Her body tensed up and she mumbled something I couldn't understand.

“You want me to stop, Reelle?”
Shit, please don't say yes.

Instead of speaking, she just shook her head and then buried her face in my chest. I started with slow steady strokes and tried my best to be easy, but it was feeling too good, so I picked up my pace a little. The deeper I got, the more she held on and she kept releasing these soft sexy moans that had me about to lose my damn mind. That combined with the suction I was feeling had a nigga gone.

I knew it was wrong as fuck, but I was about to erase any memory she had of any muthafucker that came before me. I needed that. It was selfish as fuck, but this was about me and what I needed. I found myself digging deep, trying to hit shit that had never been touched before, and Reelle was right there with me. She matched my strokes, throwing it back, even though her damn face was balled up the entire time.

I was feeling accomplished because I knew that no one had ever had her that way. I was making sure of that. And when she pulled me close and whispered my name in my ear, I damn near lost it. Thank God she came right before ’cause if she hadn’t, I was gon’ be fighting a losing battle if I was trying to hold out.

“I came so hard my damn back hurt from the way my muscles tensed up. I was done for. After a few minutes, when I had my head right, I rolled off her onto my back and closed my eyes. It was quiet as fuck in the room, other than our breathing until she spoke up.

“You can leave now.” She spoke low, but it was clear as hell.

“What?” I sat up and leaned on one side so that I could face her.

“You heard me. This is why you’re here, right? Well you got it, so you can leave now”

“Fuck outta here with that shit, man. I didn't didn't come here to have sex with you. You know how many bitches I have access to, Reelle, I can get pussy anytime I want. It happened, but that's not why I’m here. It didn't have shit to do with that and don’t try and put that on me. I see you didn't stop me, did you? Man, fuck this!”

Just that quick I was heated. This is why I didn't want to deal with anybody. Shit like this happens. She trying to call me out on some fuck shit, and that wasn’t my intention. I honestly just wanted to see her.

I grabbed my shit and left her room, heading to the bathroom. After I cleaned up, I was on my way to the door, but forgot that I left my gun on her dresser so I went back. She was sitting on the edge of her bed looking all lost and shit, which had me fucked up. I bit my lip and shook my damn head because I couldn’t leave like that. Fuck.

“Reelle.”

“What, Yetti? Don't stop now! You were leaving, right?” She jumped up and started grabbing her clothes. And then left her room, moving fast as hell. I heard the damn bathroom door slam and then the shower come on.

Everything in me was telling me to leave but I couldn't move, so I sat my ass down and waited. Fuck was she doing to me. Thirty minutes later she was walking through her bedroom door. When she saw me, she looked surprised.

“Why are you still here, Yetti?”

“Fuck if I know. I tried to leave, but I couldn’t.” I looked at her and laughed, but didn't really know why. I guess that shit was funny to me that she had a hold on me and I couldn't do shit about it.

Reelle rolled her damn eyes and the went to her bed. I lowered my head in my hand and dug my fingers in my hair.

“I told you I didn't come here for that and I meant it. I don't want you to think that.”

“I don't, so you can leave.” She snapped.

“You and that damn flip ass mouth. I’m trying to make this shit right, Reelle, damn. This ain't my shit. I don't know how to do this shit, man. You think I give a fuck about anybody’s feeling but my own? Well I don't! I never have until now, but I don't want you feeling bad about that shit. So I’m here. I’m here but I don't know what the fuck to say to you or what to do because this ain't my shit, Reelle. Can you just cut a nigga some slack?”

My head was still down. She burst out laughing and it pissed me off. Here I am trying and she thought that shit was funny.

“Man, fuck this shit, I’m out!” I stood and grabbed my gun off her dresser, but she jumped up and was behind me. She caught my arm and then slid her body in front of me

“Hold on, wait.”

“For what?”

“Because I don't want you to go.”

“Man, fuck this. I’m good. You don't have to worry about me anymore.”

“Too late. It's not that easy. This is what I’d miss. What just happened is what I’d miss.”

“Fuck you talking ’bout Reelle?”

“You asked me if I’d miss you if you died. Well I would and I’ll miss you if you leave tonight, so don't.”

I looked down at her and she had that damn cute ass smile on her face. Fuck am I doing?

“You sure you want me to stay? Shit, you might curse me out later talking about that’s the only reason I came again.”

“I won't, I promise.” She smiled at me even harder.

“Let me run to my car real quick,” I said

“Why?” She looked at me confused.

“I need to get some clothes.”

“Should I be concerned that you always have extra clothes in your car?”

“Nah, I never know when I might chill at my brother’s spot, so I keep clothes with me. That was partially true, but it was actually just in case we had to handle somebody and I got blood on me, she didn't need to know that though.

After I got my things, I showered and then climbed bed with her. She moved her little ass right up under me and it felt good as hell to be with her. Never in my life did I ever feel the urge to want a female to lay up with me like that. Fuck and go was all I needed, but with Reelle it felt good. She smelled sweet and her skin was so damn soft. The way she wrapped her body around mine just felt right. I closed my eyes and within minutes I was gone. Hell yeah, She was damn sure going to be trouble.

“So are you going to tell me or do you want me to make up my own version of what went down?” I looked up from the message I had just gotten from Yetti, and Asha was looking at me like she was annoyed.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about the fact that you keep grinning at your phone and I swear your happy ass was skipping to class this morning, Ree. It's like that now?”

“Like what, Asha? Why is everything with you so extra?” I offered up a smug grin and she threw a French fry at me.

“Hoe, don't make me embarrass you in here. I’m not being extra. I’m being a good friend, which you’re clearly not being right now because you're hiding some important details about your life.”

She was peering at me with a nasty look on her face which made me smile even more. “What makes you say that, and don't say I was skipping to class because clearly I wasn't. In fact, I was dragging because I was tired as hell this morning and almost didn't make it at all.”

Thoughts of my activities with Yetti flashed through my mind, and I felt my body react. I was still feeling the effects of him, and it was a love hate type sensation.

“That right there.” She threw another fry at me but like the first, I dodged it. “Why you so tired, Ree? You told me that you were going to bed early, remember? Looks like that didn't happen, did it?”

“Okay damn, your nosy ass. I was gonna tell you but you didn't give me a chance.”

“Whatever hoe, just start talking before I disown your sneaky ass.”

“Please, you wouldn't know what to do without me and you know it.”

“I’m sure I would figure it out, now talk.”

“So, you know how Yetti has a key, right?”

“Oh my God, I knew it! You had sex with him, didn't you? Aww, get it, Ree! How was it?”

“Will you let me talk please, damn.” I rolled my eyes trying to buffer my smile.

“Well hurry up and get to the good stuff.”

“Like I was saying,” I sucked my teeth and continued. “this idiot let himself in and scared the shit outta me. He was going on and on about how he didn't know why he was there but couldn't stop thinking about me so here he was. I was pissed so we sorta had a full blown argument about it and then—”

“And then he took that cookie. That's what I’m talking about. About damn time! Both of y'all been playing around like it wasn't obvious that you wanted each other.”

“Shut up. I wasn't playing and just because it happened doesn't mean anything. He’s still an asshole and it's not like we’re together. It was just sex. REALLY good sex but it don't change anything.”

“Girl, it changes everything. Don't sit there acting like it doesn't matter to you because it does. All that right there is telling me it does.” She circled her finger in the air outlining my face. “You’re feeling him, Ree, so don't down play it just because you're not sure about what’s next.”

Sad thing was that she was right. No matter how much I kept telling myself that it wasn't a big deal, it really was. I let my guard down with him when I said I wasn't going to and if last night ended up being all we had then I knew it was going to be hard for me. I didn't know what I wanted but I knew I wanted more than just sex. I wanted him.

“I’m not, Asha. It's just that I can't make him be something he’s not.”

“It's not about making him something he’s not, but everybody can commit if it's what they really want.”

“Exactly, but I don't know what he wants.”

“So what did he say?” Asha pushed her plate to the side before she lowered her elbow onto the table, balled her fist up, flipped her wrist back and lowered her chin onto it. This was too much.

“Why are you looking like that? It's really not that serious.” I couldn’t help but laugh at the look she was giving me.

“Hoe, yes it is! This is super serious. I need to know if I’m gonna have to cut that fool, because if I do I’ll have to figure out what I’m going to tell Keys about it after it’s done. You know they’re tight as hell, Ree.” Asha grinned at me. “So what did he say?”

“He didn't say much. We didn't do a lot of talking.” Again memories flooded my mind and I was cheesing my ass off.

“Reelle, get your mind out of the dickmatized daze that you’re in and get serious, boo.”

“You need to stop. I’m serious, we didn't do much talking. We just went to sleep and then this morning, he was up before me, he got dressed and then kissed me on the forehead before he left. He told me he’d catch up with me later.”

“So that’s him, right?” She pointed at my phone.

“Yeah, why?”

“What did he say, Ree?”

“Nothing, he just asked me where I was, and now I’m waiting.”

“I can't take this. This is some high school shit.”

“See, that’s why I didn't want to tell you because I knew you were going to be all over the place. I'll figure it out.”

“I’ll say this and then I’ll let it go. I like him, Ree. He’s a little flawed, but I think there’s a reason for that. I mean, he could just be a natural born asshole, anything is possible.” She shrugged and then laughed. “But I think it's deeper than that. It really doesn't matter though, because if he can't see who you are and how great you are then he ain't the one, boo. I don't want to go to jail, but I will if he don't act right, so just make sure it's good for you and not just good for him.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed. “Can you pick a lane? First you tell me he's the one now you saying you’re going to hurt the man. I love you, but you’re confused as hell, Asha.”

“Kiss my ass, Ree! You know what I mean. I ride for mine and you’re mine, boo, so either he treats you right or he’s got me to worry about.”

I knew exactly what she meant, and I was just messing with her. You couldn't put a price on true friends, and Asha was exactly that. For now, I was going to just see how it played out and if he couldn't get his act together then I would let her cut him for me. We finished our lunch and then I decided to head home. I needed to get some school work done and it seemed like I had time to do it but the second I was walking in the door, my phone was going off. My entire body was smiling when I realized it was Yetti.

“Yo, where you at?”

“Just got home?’

“Aight, bet.”

“Yo, I’m out.” Yetti yelled into the background and then was back to me. “I’ll see you in a few.”

“Wait, you're coming here?”

“Yeah, damn. I just said I’ll see you in a few.” He sounded annoyed, which pissed me off.

“You can relax that attitude a little, and you really should learn how to ask questions. I might be busy.”

Of course his arrogant ass laughed. “You’re done with classes Reelle, and you don't have a job. Keys is on the phone with Asha, so how the fuck you busy? I’m on my way. We need to talk.”

He hung up on me and I looked at my phone like it was somehow going to change the fact that he was no longer on it. Yeah we needed to talk because I had a few things I needed to get straight with him.

I had been gone since this morning, walking around campus and lunch with Asha so I figured I’d take a quick shower and change. I decided on a jean shorts and a razor back tank top. Once I was dressed, I brushed my teeth and pulled my hair into a ponytail, letting it fall freely down the back of my neck. While I waited for Yetti, I stripped my bed, removing my sheets and replaced them with new ones before I started a load of clothes. About an hour later someone was knocking at my door which I assumed couldn't be Yetti because he had a key which he didn't seem to have a problem using, but to my surprise it was actually him.

“You ready?”

I frowned checking him out while he paid attention to his phone instead of me. Damn, he looked good as hell and was only wearing gray Nike shorts and a plain t-shirt that only had the word Nike printed across the front. Of course his feet were in a pair of expensive shoes that matched his clothes. In fact, everything he wore, matched, even down to the ankle shocks he wore that were gray with a blue Nike logo on them the same color of his shirt and the blue in his sneakers. It all fit together perfectly and fit his body just as nicely.

“Ready for what?” I asked and this time he looked up at me. He appeared to be annoyed, but it was hard to tell if he really was because honestly he always looked like that.

“I need you to take a ride with me real quick.”

“You need me to or you would like for me to?

This time he smiled. “Both, so come on.”

In classic Yetti fashion, he walked off but stopped at the top of the stairs that led to the parking lot. He leaned against the rail, like he was waiting on me and I shook my head and stepped back into my apartment. I got my purse and keys, shut off everything and then locked up. When I was next to Yetti, he let me lead and then followed me down the stairs.

Once we hit the parking lot, he nodded at his truck. “I’ll drive.”

He unlocked the door and then went straight to the driver’s side. For some reason I knew better than to expect him to open my door, but when I was about to pull the handle, he leaned across and got to it before I could.

“My bad, Ree. It's usually just my brothers riding with me, and I damn sure ain't opening the doors for them niggas.” He half smiled and I got in. At least he knew the right thing to do.

When he pulled out he turned the radio up but didn't say much. He would occasionally look over at me but kept quiet.

“Where we going?”

“I need to go check out a building real quick.”

“A building for what?”

“I’ll tell you when we get there. You look good though even though those shorts too got damn little. I can see I'm gon’ have to take you shopping real soon.”

I didn't know why that was funny to me, so I burst out laughing and he cut his eyes at me.

“That's funny?”

“Yeah it is. I’m grown, Yetti. I can wear what I want.”

He chuckled and then glanced at me again but didn't say anything else about it and I relaxed while we rode the rest of the way in silence until we were downtown. He pulled into small lot that sat adjacent to a tall brick building which I assumed was where we were heading. After he parked, I was about to open my door, but he stopped me.

“Hold up, I got it.” He hopped out and was at my door opening it for me.

Once I was next to him, he shut it and hit the locks before he nodded to the building and then stepped behind me to let me lead. When I got to the door I stepped aside and he pulled a set of keys out of his pocket, unlocked it and then pulled it open. Once I was inside he followed but I moved to the center of the empty room and he went to the wall and flipped the switch.

“You like it?” I watched as his eyes moved around the room. It was empty, no furniture and the smell of fresh paint was really strong. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to like.

“What is it?”

“I’m thinking about turning this into a tattoo shop.” He didn't smile or show any emotion. In fact I couldn't tell what he was thinking at all.

“Tattoos?”

I tilted my head and looked at him for a minute and then looked around again trying to visualize.

“What do you know about tattoos other than the fact that you have a lot of them?”

“I know shit, Ree.”

“Okay, so tell me.”

He pulled his phone out scrolled through it and then handed it over. There were pictures of sketches. Some of which I recognized from his body.

“You did this? These are yours?”

“Yeah, why. You think an asshole can't draw?” This time he smiled and I laughed.

“Apparently they can. These are really good. So you know how to do tattoos?”

Yetti laughed. “Hell no, but I can draw my ass off, so I figured it shouldn't be that hard to learn. Until I do, I’ll hire people, so tell me what you think?”

“I like it. I don't know anything about tattoos but I think it's cute in here.”

“The fuck Ree. Cute?”

“You know what I mean.”

He smiled. “Nah I know what you said and this shit ain't cute Reelle.”

“Whatever. I like it.”

“Yeah me too but we can talk about it more later, let’s go!”

Yetti and I left, he locked up and we were in his truck again.

“So you good? I mean are we good after last night.”

It was cute because I could tell he was uncomfortable. This really wasn’t his thing. “What’s good Yetti?”

“Shit I don’t know. Like you’re not mad or anything are you?”

“Why would I be mad?”

A big ass grin spread across his face before he looked over at me. “’Cause you always mad ‘bout something I did. You was mad as fuck last night before I shut that down.”

“You really suck at this.”

“At what?”

“This.” I pointed at me and then him.

“The fuck you expect? How am I supposed to be good at some shit I’ve never done before? I’m here though so don’t trip. You’re quick to call me an asshole but I’m here right? I could have really been one and never called you again.”

I didn’t know why but that really hit me wrong. “Please don’t do me any favors. I was good before you and I’ll be good after you. Trust that.”