Southern Kings: A Gangster Love Story (13 page)

“Yo, chill with that shit and let me talk, damn.” I was trying to be patient since I knew I was wrong as hell earlier, but she wasn't about to disrespect me.

“You chill, nigga! You’re playing by my rules right now. Don't get it confused, and if you don't like that, then there’s the door.”

She was mad as hell, but that shit had my dick hard. I couldn't stand that shit, but I liked it at the same time.

“My pops died when I was three. He was a good man. He worked hard and loved my mother. I was young as hell, but I remember him and I remember how he treated her, but when he died, shit changed. For about a year after he died, it was just us, but then she met Lewis. That nigga wasn't shit. He hated me, and he made sure I knew it. He used to beat my ass all the time, like I was a grown ass man. I got so many cigarette burns on me that I can't even keep track of all them bitches. I tried to cover them with tattoos so that I wouldn’t have to look at them everyday, but they’re there. I know they are.”

I looked up at Asha and her body relaxed a little. She sat down on the edge of her coffee table in front of me, intently listening, while I went on about my fucked up life. I had never told anybody this shit before. In fact, the only people that knew my story were my brothers. I had never felt the need to tell anyone, but for some reason I wanted her to know.

“My mother loved that nigga, like really loved him, and when she had Yetti and Hayes, shit got worse. Not only did he beat me, but he started putting his hands on her too, and when Yetti and Hayes were old enough, he used to fuck them up. I used to think it was just because I wasn't his, but they were his sons, his own blood and he beat them too. I’m talking about fucking us up. He punched me so hard in my chest one time that he broke bones. I hated that nigga, so I couldn't understand why my mother wouldn't leave him. Staying cost her, her life and the reason why I reacted the way I did today, was because Yetti was there. The day she died, Lewis beat her so bad that you couldn’t even tell it was her, and then he snapped her neck. Yetti saw that shit. He was only eight years old, but Lewis made him watch.”

Asha looked at me with tears in her eyes, her hands covering her mouth and that shit had me feeling uncomfortable. This was the main reason why I never told anybody. I didn't want sympathy. I didn't need people looking at me like I was weak or that I needed them to hold my hand or hug me or some shit like that. I survived, so I didn't need that. Me and my brothers weren't perfect, and yeah we had issues, but we survived and we stuck together. I got them and they got me. Fuck everybody else.

“I’m sorry, Keys.”

“Fuck you sorry for? Don't feel sorry for me, I didn't need that. I’m just trying to explain what happened. It don't mean shit. That was in the past, and I’m good now.”

Asha just looked at me. She knew I wasn't good, but she kept her thoughts to herself.

“He got twenty-five years, and for the past eleven years, I’ve been going every time he was up for parole to make sure they knew he didn't deserve a second chance, but this time it didn't work. He's getting out. In less than two weeks he's getting out. I had to tell him, he needed to hear it from me so that’s what today was about. He’s gonna kill him. I know he is, and I know I can't stop him. It's gonna happen and I don’t really give a fuck about that, but it's different for Yetti. That shit had his head all messed up. He went to some dark places because of what he saw. Some real dark places, so yeah, I choose him over you today, and if you can't understand that shit then this right here ain't gone work. I want it to because I like what we are, but I’m always gon’ make sure my brothers are good.”

“I understand that, and I'm sorry.”

I looked at her like she was stupid. “The fuck you sorry for, Asha? Stop saying that shit, damn. This is why I never told anybody about this.”

She looked at me for a minute with her head tilted to the side and then laughed. “You’re so damn hard you don't even know how to be anything but. I’m sorry because of what happened to you but that doesn't mean I feel sorry for you. I know you don't need that, but that situation, everything you just told me was fucked up, Keys, and I’m sorry for that, but thank you for telling me. I needed to know that.”

“Why? It don't change who I am.” I didn't know why I felt defensive, but I did.

“You’re right, it doesn't, but it changes how I see you, and that’s the most important thing.”

I just sat there in my thoughts watching her, watch me. I didn't know what to do next. All this shit was foreign to me.”

“How is he?” She looked me right in my eyes and waited.

“Fuck if I know. We couldn’t find him. He’ll show up eventually. I’m just worried about him. Hayes is freaking out because he thinks he might…” I stopped and looked at her.

“He might what Keys?”

There was no point in telling her how fucked up Yetti was over this, so I just let it go. “Nothing, so can I stay or you still gon’ put a nigga out?”

She kept her eye on me for a few more minutes before she stood. “You can stay, but I’m still mad at you for yelling at me like you didn’t have any got damn sense.”

I chuckled. “So, you like I can’t get no pussy or you just I’m not gon’ talk to you while you got me bent over the sofa mad?”

“Negro please! Now is not the time for all that.” She sucked her teeth and walked off toward her bedroom. My eyes were on her thick ass body as she strutted in front of me.

“Man, fuck all that, Asha. A nigga had a rough day and you been holding out on me for too got damn long.”

She didn't say shit but I wasn't trying to hear anything she had to say that began or ended with the word no. Not tonight anyway. I needed a release and she was about to give me one.

Keys stood in front of me, just staring at me with an expression that I really couldn’t figure out. Whether I knew exactly what he was thinking or not, what I did know for sure was what he wanted from me right now. Well, I guess you could say what we wanted from each other because I couldn’t deny that the feeling was mutual.

“We gon’ keep playing around, Asha? I’m trying to be respectful, but you already know what’s up. This thing, whatever it is isn’t just about sex, but I need that shit, and I know you do too. Hell, you been staring at this shit since he made his presence known, so what’s up?”

“Really, Keys?”

He chuckled, moving closer to me. “Hell yeah, really. We’re grown Asha, so I’m being straight up with you right now. My dick hard as hell and your pussy wet as fuck, so let’s just fix that shit.”

His sexy baritone voice made my clit throb and he was right about one thing and that was the Tsunami that was going on in my panties right now. I was almost in a daze, so when I felt Keys arm slide around my waist, tugging my body closer to his and his lips connected with mine in a way that penetrated my soul, I was done at that point.

I had no defense against this man, so when his hands began to skillfully remove my clothes, I gave up and let it happen.

“Keys,” I breathlessly released as he walked me back to my bed, gently forcing me to a seated position.

His body hovered over mine, leaving just enough space for my eyes to get a glimpse at the growth in his jeans.

“What’s up, Asha?”

With his eyes cemented to mine, his expression was serious and lustful while he waited for my response.

“I don’t want to cross this line with you if it’s just sex. That’s not what I’m about.”

I hated to even go there, but I knew his reputation, and I wasn't about to be just another number. As much as my body was begging to feel him, I needed to know that after it did, we’d still have something.

“I got you. I promise. It’s more than that.” His hand moved between my now bare legs since he wasted to time in getting me out of my clothes, and I moaned on contact. His large hand moved my legs apart and then rubbed gently, allowing his fingers to then penetrate me.

“Shit, Asha, you ready for me already. Lay back and let me taste you, though.”

Obeying his command, my back hit my bed and my legs moved further apart. Keys kneeled in front of me, still slowly penetrating me with his fingers. I was so turned on that I was almost afraid for him to touch me any other way. The fear was however short lived because Keys was on a mission. His finger slid out of me, and were replaced by his tongue. It moved down my slit and then moved around my opening, which had me trying to run, but he gripped my thighs, digging his fingers into my skin, aggressively holding me in place while he assaulted my sweet spot with a vengeance. His lips pressed against my lower ones while his tongue dug as deep as it would go before my clit became his main focus. It pulsed as he pulled it between his lips and flicked his tongue across it.

“Oh shit, Keys. Baby do that shit.” I grunted trough clenched teeth as he dipped his shoulder under my legs, allowing him more access.

I held on as long as I could, but then gave up and erupted into his mouth, which he gladly accepted, licking me clean before nuzzled his mouth into my swollen lips, just enough to graze my clit. which of course sent another wave through my body, causing it to tremble.

I felt my legs being gently lowered to the floor, and Keys towering over me. My eyes were closed while I tried to recover, so I had no idea what he was doing and didn’t care, as long as he didn’t touch me. I needed time to get myself together, but that didn't last long. I felt him tugging at my hands, which forced my eyes open.

“Get on your knees, Asha.”

My eyes traveled down Keys’ now naked body, and I swear I almost fainted when I got to the mass that his hand was stroking. Oh hell no. He wasn’t about to put that thing into me.

Sensing my hesitation, his voice filled my room again.

“Don’t be scared. I got you.”

Again, I watched as his hand moved down his length from the base to the tip, but I didn’t move until his hands griped my waist, pulling me from the bed into his body. After a trail of kisses down my neck to my collar bone and the pressure of his length against my back, he turned me until I was no longer facing him. His hand gently pressed against my back, bending me at the waist, and I gasped when felt his massive mushroom head move down my ass and press against my opening. It circled it a little, lubricating it before he pushed inside me.

“Mmmm, shit, Keys, wait.”

“I told you to get on your knees, Asha. Do it now and I promise it won’t be as bad.”

I inhaled and climbed on my bed. Keys forced my legs as wide as they would go before I felt his head at my center again.

“Relax your body,” he said, pushing in just a little.

I swear I felt my damn kitty stretching to unrealistic widths just from that. There was no way he was getting all of that in me.

Inch by inch, he moved in me slowly and skillfully until I felt him in my chest.

My mouth was wide opened as I gasped for air, and Keys stopped for a minute. I didn’t know if he was trying to spare me or not, but I was grateful. When he moved again, it was with a little more force, and I felt a sensation like my kitty was being shredded as he backed out of me and then forced his way back in. My hands gripped my sheets and my teeth sank into my lip while I tried my best to brace myself.

His movement got a little more consistent and his grip on my waist was tighter as he hit deeper and deeper, grunting every time his pelvis pressed against my ass.

“Fuck yeah, I knew this shit was gonna be platinum.”

“Mmmm,” I whimpered as the pain began to subside. I was adjusting to his size, but he was still stretching me wider than I think I had ever been. I relaxed a little and began to match his thrusts, which forced a deep throated moan from his body. Keys’ hand moved to my neck, pulling me toward his body until my back was against his chest. His teeth sank into my skin just enough to feel a little pinch before he pulled back and slammed into me again.

A few more deep strokes hit before he pulled out completely and yanked my body toward him.

“Ride me, Asha.” He was on his back before I had a change to respond, so I climbed across his body, moving myself down his length slowly.

I had to sit still for a minute, which brought a cocky grin on his face.

“Be a big girl, baby. Take this dick for me, Asha.”

His words were motivating, so I started with a slow grind until his hands were on my hips guiding my motions. When I settled into a steady rhythm, he began thrusting upward, matching my pace. Out of nowhere, his hand gripped my calf, forcing my leg in the air while the other was around my waist, forcing our bodies in one direction, until we were both on our sides. Keys started hitting me so deep and with so much aggression that he was knocking the air from my lungs. I felt him so deep in my stomach that I just knew that reconstructive surgery going to be a must after this.

“How the fuck you so tight, Asha? You tell me you ain't had no dick in a while. Shit, I can’t even tell you ever had dick before.”

I grinned at the thought. I damn sure wasn’t a virgin, but it had been awhile. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway because Keys had totally rearranged my insides and ruined me for life. I prayed we worked out because there was no way any man could come behind him and even get close to satisfying me. I could definitely see why he had hoes sitting in the corner crying when he cut them off.

Grabbing my wide hip with one hand, he held on firmly to my calf and continued to assault me with the deepest strokes I had ever received in my life. The pleasure mixed with pain had my head spinning, and before I knew it, my body began to tremble. I felt myself cream all over his massive tool and wanted to give into it, but Keys was still going strong.

“Oh shit, please let me rest,” I begged while he kept hitting me deep.

“Nah, not yet, Asha. Let me get one more, and then I’ll give you mine, baby,” Keyes forced out through clenched teeth like he was trying his best to kill me.

“No, please, just give me a…”

I couldn’t even finish my sentence before he hit me deep again and this time, he grunted so loud and deep that it vibrated through the bed. His body went stiff and his fingers dug so deep in my side that I wanted to yell out, but I had nothing left to give. Moments later, he hit he bed beside me, panting and breathing hard while he pulsed inside me a few more times.

Not long after, I felt his lips on my neck and back before his voice filled the room again with an arrogant laugh.

“You wrong as fuck for holding out on me, Asha.”

He pulled me closer to him, which I didn’t fight because I had nothing left.

“I had to make sure you were worth it.” I mumbled with my eyes closed, still trying to slow my breathing.

He chuckled and kissed my shoulder. “Fuck you mean worthy?”

“You heard me. You’re used to those simple ass hoes with no standers. I needed to make sure you deserved all this.”

“You’re funny, Asha, but I feel you on that. Now get your ass up. I need some more of this.”

I looked back over my shoulder at this fool like he had lost his mind. My entire lower half was numb.

“Not today.” I stated with finality thinking that my word was final.

“Yeah, aight. Keys pulled out of me slow from where he was still limp inside me. Yep, this man was soft as hell but still inside me deep because he played no games.

Turning me onto my back his lips moved down my stomach until he spread my legs apart and connected with my clit.

“Keys, no,” I mumbled as my hands moved to his shoulders. His soft kisses had my teeth sinking into my lip.

“Chill, Asha, I got you.” he whispered against my skin. I gave up and let him do his thing. Apparently no wasn’t in his vocabulary.

*****

It had been two days since anyone had seen or heard anything from Yetti. Reelle was all over the place emotionally because of how things went down, but she was worried about him. I hadn't really told her their entire story, in fact the only thing I did tell her was that Yetti and his brothers were dealing with some things and that when he finally did surface, she should at least hear him out.

I probably should have told her what I knew, but I didn't feel like it was my story to tell. Keys didn't really tell me not to, but he did insinuate that it was a conversation that Yetti needed to have with her. Out of respect for him, I agreed and honestly, I felt the same way.

She was on her way over to pick up some missed assignments that she asked me to get for her since she skipped all of classes today, something I should have done. But I got my ass up and went, struggling through the day. I guess when I finally gave into Keys, he decided he needed to make up for lost time because every inch of my body felt the effects of him.

Keys did things to me that had me praying for mercy. I’m talking, had my big ass bending and in positions that I didn't have no business being in. All I can say is thank goodness I was fit or I would probably be in traction somewhere. I was going on strike for a few days though. I needed time to recover because not only was my kitty sore to the touch, but my insides felt like they were in dire need of some medical attention. Like seriously had me contemplating a trip to the doctor.

“Hey boo, you look tired.” I pulled Reelle into a hug after I let her in.

When I stepped back I gave her a once over and she looked drained. Her hair was in a tight bun on top of her head and she was dressed in joggers and a t-shirt. The only thing she had with her were her keys, which she tossed onto the table in front of her after plopping down on my sofa.

“I am. I literally can't sleep. I keep thinking about Yetti and where he is, so all I do is lay there at night hoping that I'll hear my front door, and it will be him.”

“He’ll surface soon, Ree. From what Keys was telling me, he needs to be alone for a minute.”

“But why hide from me? I don't care about whatever he’s going through. I just want to be there for him.” She cut her eyes at me because she was partially still upset that I wouldn’t tell her the entire story, but I was sticking to that.

“Just give him time. When he's ready, he will.” I didn't know what else to say, and honestly I didn't know if that was the truth or not. I just didn’t want my girl sulking.

“I don't really care if he’s ever ready. I mean, I get this is not his thing, that he’s the type to keep stuff like this to himself, but we were good, Asha. Not like perfect, but he was changing, and things were good.”

She was hurt and I knew there wasn't anything I could do about that. In fact there was only one person who could fix that and he was somewhere hiding. I get that he was dealing with his demons, but when it came to him or my girl, I was on her side, so I was pissed with him too. I was torn because I knew he was dealing with a lot, but so was Ree, and because of him.

I walked over to my book bag and pulled out two study guides and a spiral notebook that Henry had taken notes in for Ree. He made me promise to get it to her since she hadn't been in class for the past two days.