“Okay, baby. Whatever it is, make sure you talk to somebody about it. Okay?”
She clearly wasn’t buying what I was trying to sell. “Okay.”
“I love you, Mel. Be careful and call when you make it back to Houston.”
“I will. Love you too.”
I ended the call, and I knew if she could tell that I was feeling a way, I had to get that woman out of my damn system for sure. Sandrene was a really nice woman. I was shocked to see a woman performing the recertification test. One guy that I knew said she’d been there a while and had been doing recerts for the past couple of years. She didn’t want to give me her number, but I could tell she was attracted to me. Maybe I could send her flowers or something to show her how interested I was.
I was getting to the point that I wanted to settle down. Could I really settle down with a stripper? If Obsession actually gave me the time of day, how would I even be cool with other niggas fiending for her and talking about how they wanted to fuck her? Sandrene on the other hand was more my speed. She was beautiful and friendly. I could have talked to her all day. Engaging with her made the time go by fast as hell.Yeah. I’m gonna send flowers to her job next week.
* * *
“How you feeling,birthday nigga? You thirty now. We gotta really turn up tonight!” Ali said.
I chuckled as he patted my back. We were outside of Club Onyx for my birthday celebration. Everybody was here, even Isaiah. Mr. Sheldon didn’t come though. I knew he didn’t want to be a part of the foolishness. That was how he would have said it. I chuckled at the thought of it. Once Seneca got here, we would be heading inside. Arrow still hadn’t said anything about how it went when he talked to Kaysyn or if he talked to Seneca. I was hoping he wasn’t saving that for tonight.
“I’m good, nigga. Ready to get fucked up since one of y’all gon’ make sure I get home.”
He laughed as Rondo joined us. He was my soon-to-be sister-in-law, Shavozz’s, brother. I shook his hand as he wished me happy birthday. I couldn’t help but wonder how things were going with him and YoYo and if they’d talked. She texted me earlier to wish me a happy birthday as well. Just as we were about to say to hell with Seneca, he showed up. “Y’all looking for me?”
Isaiah shook his head slowly at his brother-in-law as Arrow led the way inside. I didn’t know what all they had planned, but Arrow seemed excited… more excited than usual to come here. He was usually pretty laid back like me. I was always excited to come here to see Obsession, but knowing this would be my last night for a while had me feeling a way.
Once inside, everything was already in full swing. “P-Poppin’” by Ludacris was blasting through the speakers, and ass was on display everywhere. A waitress approached us, along with a bouncer, and led us to a reserved area. It was at the front where I normally sat, but more seating was blocked off for the twelve of us. Only ten of us were present. Ali had said that Jungle and Jericho were planning to join us.
They sometimes joined us when we turned up in Houston with Ali and Seneca. Hopefully, Chad would be cool. I heard they both had a thing with his fiancée at one time. Jericho had contested paternity of his son. I knew they’d squashed that shit, but that didn’t mean he wanted to be around him or Jungle for that matter.
Once we got to our section, I noticed I had a different seat. That shit looked like I was the king of this shit. I laughed when I saw it. A half-naked woman approached me and put a crown on my head, cocking it to the side. I sat in my seat, and my boys all sat in the chairs and loungers around me. As the announcer went to the mic, Jungle and Jericho joined us, giving everybody dap or a head nod.
I checked the time and knew it was time for Obsession to put on her show… the final show for me. I took a deep breath as the announcer did the introduction. When the beginning of “Drunk in Love” started to play, I saw her emerge in all black. She had on a long sheer black overlay with a lacy black bra and thong underneath. The beginning of the song kept looping while she “drunkenly” made her way to center stage with a bottle of alcohol.
She took a swig of it as she got situated. Once she set the bottle down, the lyrics began to play. She was so fucking sexy. However, my breathing went on pause when Beyonce sang,I want you,and Obsession pointed at me. The guys started howling as she twerked her ass to the baseline while squatting to the floor.
The sheer overlay slid off her shoulders and down her arms, then she went to the pole and did some fire acrobatics. I thought she was gon’ break her fucking neck, especially when she was only holding on by one leg. Once she was done, she stood up straight and faced me and began doing dances from the music video as the crowd cheered. Her eyes never left mine. When Jay-Z started rapping, two bouncers appeared at the stage and helped her off the front of it by hoisting her.
My dick was rising to the occasion, and I was one step away from squirming in my seat. She was coming to me. I licked my lips and stared at her perfect body. When she got in front of me, she pulled her bra off and began dancing just for me. Everybody in that fucking club disappeared. All I saw was her.How did she know it was my birthday?Maybe Arrow somehow set this up. She’d prepared this entire routine with me in mind. She was dancing just for me tonight.
When she straddled me, I closed my eyes for a moment, not believing this was happening. She didn’t do lap dances, but here she was, giving me the ultimate satisfaction of one. She was grinding on my wood, and I was on the verge of pulling that shit out. The bouncers stood near to make sure no one interrupted our moment. Otherwise, pulling my dick out would have been more than a fleeting thought. She slid her hands up my chest to my beard, and she grabbed it, pulling me to her. She kissed my lips, and I wanted to fucking pass out.
She stood and began dancing again. However, on the drinking watermelon part, she fell to her knees and slid her hand over my dick as she extended her tongue. I wanted to grab her so bad, but she didn’t give me permission to touch her. I could feel niggas pushing my shoulder, but I couldn’t even acknowledge them right now. She turned around and bent over in my face. She didn’t take off her thong, but her pussy was eating that shit up. I didn’t want this fucking song to end, but unfortunately, it did.
She turned back to me and smiled then extended her hand. I noticed it was trembling slightly. She was nervous? I wondered why she was doing this if she was nervous. Maybe she was feeling me like I was feeling her. I grabbed her hand, and she pulled me, prompting me to stand. When she licked her lips and pulled me away from my boys, I already knew what was about to happen.
“Damn. What did I do to deserve all this?” I asked her.
The music had changed, and the club activity had continued as a couple of people picked up her money from the stage. She didn’t say a word to respond to me. She just smiled. We were going to a private room, and I didn’t know how I was feeling about this. She was going to make it hard for me to stop coming here. I needed to get in her pussy bad now.
Once we entered the room, she squirted sanitizer in her hand and gave me some too. Then said something that I didn’t understand. “Prepare-se.”
Shit, she doesn’t speak English.
CHAPTER4
OBSESSION
My nerves were crawling all over me as I led Jamel inside the private area. After sanitizing our hands, I extended my hand to the chair, gesturing for him to have a seat. “Prepare-se.”
I refused to speak English to him and have him recognize my voice. So I chose to speak Portuguese since I’d already told him I spoke Cape Verdean Creole. He probably wouldn’t know the difference anyhow. I’d simply told him to get ready.His eyebrows lifted in shock, but he went to the chair and sat.
