URBAN: Chosen By A Kingpin (7 page)

“Hey there.” I walked up to her after the class finished.. “You like a math whiz. You in there answering all the questions.” I complimented her brains.

“I do love math.” She smiled.

“I can’t stand it.” I sighed. And from there me and her just started messing around. I remember exactly how it started but I didn’t know that it would have all began in the school library bathroom.

We were in the library getting ready for finals. We had been studying almost every day and we were going crazy. Ranice was really serious about her studies because she was getting her degree in journalism. She wanted to start up her own online magazine about beauty and fashion for the black community.

“Remind me again on why we need college degrees?” She whined with her head down against the desk. “I’m so fed up with all this shit.” She started hitting her head against the table

“You losing focus?” I asked. “You’re more into school than me. You got this.”

“But my English professor is driving me fucking crazy. How many essays can a person write in a semester?”

“Hey, at least you’re complaining about a subject that you like. I fucking can’t stand math. If I don’t pass this final, I might as well fail this whole class. I thought you were supposed to be tutoring me.”

“Yeah but my mind is so jumbled up and I can’t even think straight.” She sat up and shook her head. “No matter how much I study, nothing is staying in my head long enough.”

“Maybe we should take a break.”

“I don’t know…” She trailed off.

“Damn.”

Then she looked over at me. She bit her bottom lip. She was giving me a sexy look and it confused me.

“What?” I asked her.

“You know what really clears my head?”

“A nice walk?” I guessed.

“No, a quickie.”

I almost fell out of my chair in shock when I heard those words came out of her mouth.. I’ve been trying to get with her but she was really into her school work. I won’t lie and say that I waited for her because I’ve messed with other females, but that didn’t stop me from wanting to get with her. But to hear her say this, really floored me.

“Yeah, I’ve had that happen to me before.” I was playing it cool. I didn’t want to mess up this opportunity. I wasn’t a virgin, but I wasn’t an expert when it came to situations like these when I was younger. I didn’t want to seem too eager, but I didn’t want to look like I didn’t care either. “Too bad we can’t do anything.”

“Who says that we can’t?” She gave me a seductive look.

“You want to head out somewhere?” I leaned in.

“Why go anywhere? Who is to say we can’t?”

“Where?”

“Right here.” She put her hand on my thigh and gave it a squeeze.

“On this table.”

“Okay, maybe not right here.” She looked around and saw a bathroom by the computers. There was no one sitting there and everyone was too wrapped up in their studies. “How about in there? I’ve been in there before.” I shot her a look but she laughed. “Not doing that, but I actually used it and it’s just a huge bathroom with one toilet and sink.” She then whispered. “You down?”

It didn’t take me more than a minute to get up and go to the bathroom first. I stood there and closed the door behind me. I took a quick look around and saw that Ranice was right. It was a huge bathroom because it was a handicap bathroom. There was more than enough space for the both of us. I wiped down the sink with a cleaner I found in the bathroom. It was better than doing nothing. I was there for two minutes and just when I thought she was pranking me, she opened the door. She locked the bathroom door behind her.

“So…” She smiled.

“So?” I smiled back. I wanted to make sure this was something she wanted to do. I didn’t want no type of regrets coming out of this situation. “You ready to do this?” She licked her lips and gave me a small nod.

We went at each other like crazy. It was like weeks of lust unleashing itself. She pulled my jeans down to my ankles and dropped to her knees. That naughty look in her eyes got me rock hard. She went at my dick like it was the last thing she would ever do. She covered it all with her tongue and hands. She swirled it around her lips and then shoved it back inside her mouth. I held in a curse as I watched her. She was going at it like a pro, and when she stood up, my heart sank.

“What happened?” I asked because I was really enjoying it. I wanted her to continue but she just moved her head side to side.

“You act like we got all the time in the world in here.” She smiled. “It’s called a quickie for a reason.” She made her way over to the sink. I walked over to her and kissed her. I pulled her close and started to pull down her tight jeans to her knees. I slightly lifted her up on the sink and at the same time, slipped inside of her.

She hugged me tightly as I went in and out of her. Her breathing against my neck, her digging into my back, how tight she was, all came together perfectly. She felt better than I thought. Holding on to those thick thighs and then I went to grab that ass. I squeezed and then smacked it. She shook her head saying that I shouldn’t do it.

“I’m trying to keep quiet.” She told me, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t get the image of her walking into that classroom for the first time. I went long and hard. She wrapped her legs around me pulling me closer. Her tits bounced in my face and stopped so I can pull them out of her shirt. I kissed one nipple and then moved to the other. I just could spend days and days on them. She was shaped so right that I was going to spoil myself with her body but when I saw the look in her eyes, I knew that time wasn’t a luxury that I had. It completely slipped my mind that we were in the bathroom at the school’s library.

“Turn and bend over.”

She gripped the sink as I rammed into her. Her whole body jerked and flew with my movements. She was moaning very low, but she got a little louder so she covered her mouth. She looked in the mirror and I guess the reflection of us turned her on, because I felt her juices spill out. When I noticed that she was looking right at me through the reflection, I locked eyes with her. I went harder and faster. As much as I wanted to park in this pussy, I couldn’t. I had to speed up to this orgasm as fast as I could.

I pulled on her shoulders and dived into the pussy. She shot up and screamed. She covered her mouth again. She took her hand off.

“You fucking me good, but you know I can’t make noise like I want to.”

“How about next time we find a place where we can take all night.”

“All night?”

“Don’t let this quickie get you thinking that I’m some sort of one minute man.” I boldly told her. I wasn’t lying either.

Just then I felt that I had to speed up. I was about to finish and I could feel her clench me. She was almost there too.

“You almost there?” I asked.

“Yeah baby.”

“You gonna cum for me?” I asked. She didn’t answer instead she came and I did right after her.

I remember that day like it was yesterday. Every now and then Ranice and I hook up. For some reason or another, we never dated officially. it was like we were always going to be friends with benefits, and that worked well for the both of us. Between my legal and illegal life, I was too busy to bother myself with females. Ranice was an up-and-coming entertainment news reporter. She was now getting gigs on big entertainment news stations. It was only a matter of time before she became a regular on the shows. She didn’t have time for relationships either. Every time she did, she would tell me about it and be excited. Then about a month or so later she’ll call and say that it went away. And this has been going on for years.

What was good about this arrangement is that when I had events to go to, or even if she had events to go to, we’d be each other’s backup dates. We would go out, show our faces at events, and then go somewhere and have sex. It was a great routine that we had.

“What’s going on beautiful?” I said right after she picked up the call.

“What’s going on Jammy Jam?” She teased me. She was the only one that called me that.

“Nothing much. You know the same old regular thing.”

“How’s the marketing business going?” She asked.

“It’s good.” I closed my eyes. I’ve often wondered if I should tell her about my other life, but I know the less people knew about that life the better. “How’s your work? I keep seeing you on TV every now and then.”

“I know.” She said proudly. “They always bring me out when they have to interview some black celebs. I’ve met some of the best people.”

“Have you met Beyonce?”

“Yeah I know but I don’t care, she still the most beautiful woman in the world.” I told her. “Not counting you of course.”

“Oh, I’m sure.”

“Ranice, you already know you’re gorgeous. I’m sure you hear it all the time but you know I have no problem telling you.” I flat out said.

“Okay.” I could see her smiling from here.

“So what are your plans for tonight? Are you free?”

“Sadly no, I’m actually working.”

And that’s when I realized that I would have to go alone to the party. At least if I could bring Ranice, there would be someone else there that could keep me company. When I went to parties with the homies, they all left me to be with some chick. Now I’m not mad, but I am just not into the party scene. And once females see that you have money, you get some of the thirstiest bitches you ever seen. I’m good on all that.

“Damn. I was hoping that you would be free.”

“You really going to invite me to some New Year’s party last minute though?” She criticized. “If I could have went, I still wouldn’t have went.”

“Why not?”

“Because I wouldn’t have time to pull together an outfit like that. I have to get a new dress, new shoes, new-”

“I would have bought that all for you, no problem.” I cut her off. “That’s never a problem with me.”

“Oh yes, how could I forget that you are this wildly successful marketing executive with money everywhere.” I knew she was rolling her eyes. I’ve known this woman for so long.

“Whatever, but I guess I’m just going to have to go alone.”

“Aw a rich guy going to the club alone on New Years. What a shame. Let me hit up my friends and contacts at CNN and tell them to stop reporting on the war in the middle East. The real crisis is you Jammy Jam with no date.”

We busted out laughing. Ranice always had me on my toes and that’s why we kept going back and forth. I never found anyone like her, except for that mystery woman the other night. She moved with confidence just like Ranice, but she did it wearing casual clothes. Usually women in heels moved like nothing in the world could touch them, but she did it in sneakers. I loved a woman that could dress casual. It’s not that I didn’t appreciate a woman in heels, but those that could transition without a problem, they were too cool. Sometimes ladies that wear heels all the time are too girly. They don’t want to have fun or go out if it’s not to a five star restaurant. I’m not into that all the time and it seemed like that woman from that other night isn’t about that either.

I threw on my tuxedo. I just got it fitted the other day. I threw on some shoes with it and waited downstairs for my car to pick me up. I was surprised when I saw Black pull up in a Mercedes Benz. Black had a car but not a Mercedes. He thought, just like me, that it was too flashy for people with our lifestyle. Granted Black had some legal businesses to clean his money like I do, but still we liked to remain low key. I had a laundromat, a restaurant, two hair salons, and an apartment building. Black had a small apartment building and three nail salons and a spa.

“What is this? You are not my Uber driver.” I joked as he came out to greet me.

“I know, it’s a new look but don’t worry about it, I rented it.”

“You went to a rental place. I thought you don’t do anything that requires you to use ID.”

“I don’t.” He laughed. “This one is being rented by Marvin West.” He told me using his fake name. “Marvin is letting me use this for tonight. I figured since it’s a new year and everything, I might as well do something new.” He hit my shoulder. “My boy looking fresh. I see you came out here looking like a black James Bond.”

“Thank you. I’m feeling that suit on you though. Is that Armani?” He nodded his head. “I didn’t know they made it in that size.” He threw me a fake punch.

“They make it for you once you got the bread, my nigga. You ready to go?” He asked. I pulled out my phone and cancelled my cab.

“Aight, drive me around like I’m Miss Daisy.”

***

Janet and I walked out of the building looking like superstars. It was two hours away from midnight and we were headed to the party. I’m so glad I came up with the idea for us to switch our outfits. She looked gorgeous in my sleek and fitting black dress. Her hair was in soft curls that framed her face. Her mermaid gold dress fit on me perfectly. It made me look like a celebrity. I’m so glad that I had a side bang, nice waves in my hair, and beautiful makeup.

“Hey models.” Some guy said as his car drove past us.

“Damn, I’m not even going to lie, that felt good.” Janet smiled. “We out here looking like models.”

“Yeah I know.” I bragged. “But this is just regular shit for me.” Janet rolled her eyes.

“So, Ms. Model, what time is this cab coming?”

“Here it is right now.”

We got in the Uber and sat back. We were so excited for this party. It was in Manhattan around the Financial District. As soon as the car stopped, you just saw bright lights and a long line. People were in there from everywhere. We got out of the car. I started walking towards the line when Janet cleared her throat.

“Bitch...you know better than that.” She said behind me. “Am I the type of heifer that waits in fucking lines?” She shook her head.

“I don’t know what I was thinking.” I sighed and then chuckled. “I must have forgot who I was with.”

Janet was this party planner. At first when she told me what she wanted to do, I thought it was stupid. But when she started to get booked for a lot of events, I had to give it to her. She was really doing her thing and making money at it. One day she would tell me that she was throwing a party for a sixteen year old, and then she threw a party for a local DJ. After she did the party for the DJ she was getting more gigs and getting more money. She was making a name for herself and because of it, she was getting connections. So when we did go out and party, we always went straight to the front.