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“Chanel, I promise you, I’ma wear that bitch out when I see her.”
“Oh, well,” she said, sighin’. “That’s my girl ’n all, but she brought that shit on herself. So she’s gonna have to wear that ass whippin’.”
“You know what, do me a favor. Forget we even had this conversation.”
“Hunh?”
“Don’t tell that ho shit when you talk to her ass. Let the bitch think e’erything’s e’erything, like shit’s all sweet.”
Like I told ya’ll before, I like to always let a bitch know what it is, so she can be ready to rock when she sees me comin’. But since that bitch wanted to be on some slick shit, fuckin’ my man right up under my nose, then I was gonna catch her ass off guard and drop her ass. As far as I’m concerned, if the bitch grinned up in my face after ridin’ my man’s dick, then I had to wonder what else her messy ass did while smilin’ up in my face. Then again, what the fuck did I expect? This is the same bitch who fucked her own stepfather and her sister’s man when we were in high school. So, no…this dirty bitch fuckin’ Naheem ain’t really no damn surprise.
“Yo
u got that,” Chanel said.
“Aiight,” I said, glancin’ over at the digital clock on the microwave. It was almost five o’clock and I hadn’t done shit all day. I needed to do laundry and still hadn’t packed for my trip to Vegas. “Listen, I’m out. I got shit to do. I’ma get at ya later.”
“Well, fuck you too, ho,” she said, laughin’. “Holla back.”
“Love you, too, slut,” I said before hangin’ up.
I went down into the laundry room, tossed a load of clothes in the washer, then took my ass upstairs to pack. When I was finished, I turned on my stereo and pressed the remote button for CD. DMX’s “X Gone Give It to Ya” came on. I lit a blunt, flopped back onto my bed, then slid my right hand inside my pink lace panties and played in my curly, triangled patch of hair, slowly brushin’ my hand over my clit, then along the openin’ of my pussy. I needed a good fuck to take the edge off, ’cause a bitch’s nerves were truly rattled. And fuckin’ myself was not gonna do it—not tonight. Ugh! I removed my hand and played with my right nipple until it hardened. I continued to puff on my blunt, pinchin’ and tweakin’ my nipple until my blunt was almost down to a roach, then jumped up off the bed. “Fuck!” I said out loud as I headed toward the bathroom. “I need some fuckin’ dick in my life.” Although I coulda called Grant’s ass to come through and dig this hole out, I really wasn’t beat for him, not at that moment. Besides, I didn’t wanna give the nigga too much pussy too soon ’cause then a muhfucka starts buggin’.
I went back downstairs to the laundry room, put the load of clothes into the dryer, then went back upstairs to take my shower. Twenty minutes later, I climbed in bed with thoughts of ridin’ a long, black dick before I drifted off to sleep.
At two-fifteen the next day, I had arrived in Vegas, checked into Bally’s, received my travel package, and was now standin’ in the elevator on my way up to the seventh floor to my hotel room. My cell phone started ringin’. It was Grant.
“Hello?”
“Yo, what’s good, baby?”
“You,” I said, smilin’.
“Oh word? You been thinkin’ ’bout me?”
“Yep,” I said.
“Oh, word. What you been thinkin’ ’bout?”
I giggled, slidin’ the hotel key card into the door. I walked in, droppin’ my bags on the spare bed. “I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout suckin’ that big, thick, black dick of yours, and you feedin’ it to me real slow, then fuckin’ my throat, stretchin’ my neck.”
“Damn, baby. So what you sayin’? You tryna let a nigga come through or what?”
I sighed, removin’ my shoes, then slippin’ outta my clothes. “I wish. I’m outta town.”
“Damn, again? Where you at now?”
“Vegas,” I told him.
“Oh word? What you doin’ out there?”
“I have a business meetin’.”
“So why you talkin’ all slick, gettin’ a nigga’s dick brick ’n shit when ya ass ain’t even around for me to bang that shit up?”
“’Cause I’m horny,” I said, slippin’ my hands in my panties, then rubbin’ the front of my pussy, imaginin’ his face between my legs. I lay ’cross the bed and spread open my legs, bendin’ at the knees. “I want you to fill my horny, wet pussy up with your gushin’ hot nut, nigga.”
“Fuck! You really know how to get a nigga goin’, word up. You ain’t gonna be out there givin’ none of that pussy up, are you?”
