URBAN: In Love with A Boss Nigga (22 page)

Then let’s go.”

They hailed a cab as soon as they left the restaurant. Once he told the driver the directions to the hotel, they started going at each other. He kissed her and grabbed her waist. He pulled her close. She started to kiss his neck, chin, and anywhere she could get her lips on. She was so turned on by him. After she got a taste of him the last time, she’d been curious for more, but everything was getting in the way. Now that she got the chance to have him alone, she wasn’t going to let it slip by her.

She started to straddle him. It was a tight fit but she didn’t care. She could feel how hard he was and it just enticed her even more. He grabbed her bottom and squeezed. She moaned in his ear and it made him even more erect. She rolled her hips and started kissing him even more passionately. He kissed her chest and just when he was about to kiss lower, the cab stopped.

“We’re here.”

They barely made it to the hotel room. They were making out all over the elevator. He pushed her into a corner and she wrapped a leg around him. He grabbed her by the back of her head and kissed her deeply. she ran her hands up and down his back. Their breathing was in sync. The passion between them was so evident. When the elevator arrived at their floor, they were bouncing off the wall kissing each other. She was taking the jacket off of him while he put the card in the slot. When they finally got into the room, it had barely begun.

She kicked off her shoes and frantically started to unzip her dress. She couldn’t reach the zipper but Lionel came up behind her and kissed the back of her neck softly. He unzipped her dress slowly. It fell to the floor and he touched her gently. It was almost as if he thought that he could break her. He held her like something delicate. He kissed all the way down her back and then towards the top again. He spun her around and kissed her on the lips. She was taken by surprise, but she was loving it.

“You’re really taking your time.” She whispered.

“I don’t want to rush this.”

“You didn’t the last time.”

“I just want to savor this.”

He picked her up and brought her to the bed. He placed her down and opened her legs. He pulled off her underwear and threw it behind him. She looked at him and bit her lips in anticipation. He slid his finger inside her. She was warm and moist. He went in and out as she moved around. She was squirming with pleasure. He felt her get more and more moist. She started moving to the rhythm of his fingers. She rolled her hips, bit her lips, and then started to move away. She couldn’t take all of the pleasure.

“Oh no, you’re not going anywhere.” He chuckled pulling her all the way back. “Where are you going?” He started to put two fingers inside of her, but she squirmed again. He licked his fingers and when he taster her, he couldn’t resist pressing his lips close to hers. He licked her inner folds delicately and slowly. She wriggled side to side, so he held her down and pressed his tongue firmly against her clit. She sighed and started to jerk around on his face. She grabbed on to his head and started to lunge. He wiggled his head side to side; his tongue brushing against her love button, she groaned out loud. She was trying to hold out but she could feel her chest getting tighter, her bottom trembling, and she was having a hard time breathing.

When she climaxed, he smiled to himself. He got on the bed with her. He was still clothed. He kicked off his shoes and then his pants. He threw off his shirt and lied down on the bed. She straddled him again. He reached up and cupped her breasts. He started to play with her nipples. She smiled and when she felt how hard he was, she moved to the side, and started to put him in. She was still extremely tight as she was before. He blew out from his mouth. He helped her down gently.

“How do I do this again?” She teased. She moved her hips slowly. “Oh yeah. I think it was something like this.” She started to bounce up and down but she had to take her time, she was still getting use to his thickness. She knew that he was opening her up, but she was still very much new to this. As she moved up and down, she had to grab on to the headboard for leverage. It helped her move more. She could wind her hips, throw it up and down, and move it in circular motions. When she felt him hold on to her, she moved faster.

“Oh shit.” He cursed. He closed his eyes. He could feel every inch of her. She was panting and moaning. When they locked eyes, time slowed down for awhile. It was just only them two in the whole world. He reached up and brought her body down. He pumped into her quickly. She fell against him with him still moving in and out of him. She was screaming in his ear and it just fueled him even more. He held on to her waist, pumped her more, and they both groaned out loud. She climaxed first and after a few more movements, he came right after.

“Okay, so on the first day on your job you want to make sure that you’re doing all that you can to get the money out of the hands of these dudes.” Janine was going over some basic rules with Giselle. She had been so sweet with Giselle, which put Giselle more at ease. The other strippers were basically shutting her out, but Janine even explained that. She told her that any newbie got treated as if they had some sort of disease.

“Eva,” She called Giselle by her fake name, “You have to look at it through their eyes. Every new girl is just someone else that could take away their money.”

“But I’m not an enemy.”

“You kinda are.”

“Why aren’t you treating me like an enemy?”

“Because I know what it’s like to be new to a job. I just started this about six months ago.”

“Wow. What made you start this?”

Giselle looked at Janine. She could tell that Janine was thinking about her answer. She thought it was a relatively easy question. She waited for Janine’s answer.

“I just needed some money.” She said blankly looking at nothing. Giselle nodded her head but she could sense a darkness in her answer. Janine was still staring off into space but once she noticed that Giselle was looking at her she snapped out of it. “Should we talk about makeup?” She was immediately bubbly. Giselle knew it was her way of covering her feelings, but she played along anyway.

Janine put makeup on Giselle’s face. It wasn’t as heavy as it was the day she was auditioning for the position. The makeup that Janine put on made it look like she wasn’t wearing makeup at all. It looked so natural on her. The makeup only enhanced her features and beauty.

“You’re so good at this.” Giselle was in awe.

“Thank you.”

“No, I mean it.” Giselle leaned in at the mirror. She couldn't believe how she looked. She looked like a more distinguished version of herself. “This….” She couldn’t grasp at the words.

“I know what you’re trying to say. You’re trying to say that you look nothing like a stripper.”

“I really don’t!” She smiled. “No offense, Janine.”

“None taken. But that’s the dream though. You get the most money if you don’t look like a whore but act like one.”

“You should really do makeup professionally.”

“I thought about it. I would really love to.”

“You should! You’re really good at it.”

“Eh…” She shrugged her shoulders, but not enthusiastically.

“But they have classes for it and with the internet, there is so much that you can do. You can even give tutorials online. You should do it.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Why not?”

Before she could answer, two strippers walked in with bags and bags of money. One started counting by the floor and the other by her locker. Giselle’s eyes opened wide. She’d never seen that much money. Sure, she’s seen her father’s paychecks, and bank statements, but she never saw it in front of her in bills. She turned to tell Janine about her shock, but when she looked at her, she saw something weird. Janine was staring as well, but she was looking as if she wanted the money. It was a look of wonder, but of intense thought.

“Are you okay?” Giselle snapped in front of her face.

“Oh wow.” Janine was giddy again. “That’s a lot of money girl!” She yelled over to the stripper. “How fast did you have to shake your ass for that?” She joked. The stripper answered back by laughing.

The day continued with Giselle shadowing Janine. She watched her give lap dances, take on the pole, and flirt with guys. She was so sweet and nice to Giselle. When it was time for lunch, she even bought her meal. Giselle felt guilty. She felt that she was taking up all of her time. She wanted to break away, but not only so that Janine could focus solely on her work, so that she could look for the thick beauty with the big beautiful natural afro. It had been three days and she still haven’t been able to spot her. She wanted to ask Janine about the other stripper, but she remembered what Lionel said. She couldn't let anyone know why she was there and who she was looking for.

“Where the fuck is she?” Everyone in the strip club turned around. A tall brown skin man with a shaved off mohawk, walked in. He looked around the whole strip club. Giselle found herself walking away. She saw the man walking towards her and she felt scared. What is this? Could this guy be connected to Antwon and Lionel? Did they find out? Did the stripper with natural hair spot her, told her boyfriend, and came back for Giselle?

“Martin.” Janine walked up to the irate man. “What are you doing?”

“If you would answer your fucking phone, I wouldn’t have to come down here.” He was close to shouting.

“Can you lower your voice?” She requested as sweetly as she could, but still Martin gave her a sour look.

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” He snapped. She saw the fire in his eyes. “I’ll say what the fuck I want to say and at whatever volume.”

“I’m sorry.” She apologized.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

Giselle stood there quietly and stared at him, but she wasn’t the only one. Almost everybody was staring at them. Martin felt all eyes on him and it just made him more angry and irrational.

“What the fuck are y’all looking at?” He barked. “Do we have a motherfucking problem?”

“I’m sure they don’t-”

“Shut the fuck up!” He yelled. “Did I ask you?” He moved closer to her and it was then that he saw Giselle. “The fuck you looking at bitch?” He said towards her.

“Baby, this is Eva.”

“I don’t give a fuck.”

“I’m sorry. She’s new here and I was just showing her around.”

“So you wasting time with this bitch? You know what you’re supposed to do.”

“Get the money.”

“So stop babysitting her and make some motherfucking money. You have things to do.”

“Yes Martin.”

“Yes who?”

“Yes Daddy.”

Janine walked away and led Martin to the bar. She ordered him a drink and he took some of the money from her thighs and threw it at the bartender. The bubbly bartender was about to get angry, but Janine shook her head. So the bartender kept quiet and poured out the shots of drinks that Martin requested.

“Who is that?” Giselle whispered when Janine came back to her.

“That’s my boyfriend.” Janine tried to sound happy and positive but her tone gave it away. “I got to get to work. I will help you later.” She gave a fake smile and saw that Martin was sneering at her. “Maybe it’s best that I help you tomorrow instead.”

Janine then went onto give lap dances and take on the pole. Men threw money at her and Giselle just watched her. How could a girl so beautiful be in so much pain? How could she give up her dreams for all of this?

Her phone vibrating snapped her out of her trance. She saw Lionel’s name, and went to the bathroom.

“Hello?” She whispered.

“Just wanted to see how you were doing. I wish you would have let me come with you today.”

“I can’t keep having you here.” She sighed hoping that they wouldn’t be getting into the same argument. “If you keep coming here, it will be suspicious.”

“That’s not true.” He laughed. “A bunch of dudes live at the strip club. If I come there every night, I will just look like the rest of those men. I can be cool.”

“You don’t have to babysit me.”

“I know you have that girl Janine with you, but I want to be there too.”

“Right.” She thought about Janine. Earlier Janine suggested that she get her a ride home, but seeing how volatile Martin was, it didn’t look like such a good idea. “Hey you think you can take a cab here and pick me up.”

“When? You want me to come. You staying there a little bit later?”

“No, you can come an get me now.”

“I’m on my way.”

Giselle sat back at the bar and watched Janine. Usually when a stripper did her set, she went to the back to count her money, but she was giving it straight to Martin, who in turn gave it back to the bar. When he counted up the money, he told her to go and do lap dances to make some more. She looked tired and Giselle felt bad for her. She wasn’t giddy or even faking to be giddy. She was just going through the motions of it. As some of the other strippers started to leave, Janine was still there.

Giselle’s phone went off again. It was Lionel again. He texted her to let her know that he was right outside. She went to the locker room and began to gather her things.

“Hey newbie.” Monique came in. “How’s the first date? Did you pop your cherry yet? Did you go up on stage and bust the pussy wide open for some thirsty niggas?” She gave a wicked laugh.

“No, I haven’t.” She was taking out her purse.

“Wait a minute, are you sharing lockers with Janine?”

“Yes.” Giselle kept her answers short with Monique. Monique always gave her an attitude.

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes. “Janine might hold your hand, but I’m not like her.” Monique walked away waving her hand. Giselle shook her head and made her way out.

When she reached the exit she saw Lionel standing there. She ran up to him and hugged him. He gave her half a smile.

“What?” She laughed. They started to walk down the block. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”

“Yeah I am.” But he didn’t sound so happy.

“What’s going on?”

“It’s nothing really.” He let out a breath. “At least I think so.”

“Well, I know you were a little mad about me leaving you-”