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  We chatted some more about how things were going with us working out of Chicago. Marco expressed just how happy he was that the numbers were doing so well. His partners, within the Figueroa Cartel, had doubts in the beginning that we could make things pop off the way that we had, but that was that old school way of thinking. We aimed to show them how young boys could go out there and get it. For years, my father had worked within the cartel, until he’d secured his spot as the head of the East Coast faction.

  “Just remember, I pay attention to all hijo. After all the dust settles here, I foresee some major moves coming to the table.” My father said, placing his hand on Ramaeek’s shoulder, breaking up the stare down that was going on between him and Vic. The conversation shifted, as we talked about my father’s ongoing case. We finished up our meal, as he brought us up to speed. Once we were done, Meek and I decided to get some shopping in before heading back to the airport. My father left us with his blessing before getting into his white Maybach and his driver pulling away.

  ~~~

  I had Meek drop me off at Devyn’s apartment as soon as we touched back down in Chicago. Even though she hadn’t given it up yet, I was enjoying the pull she had on me. Being from New York, and bouncing here and there, not to mention everything my father had just told us, she had me feeling like the little bit of normal I needed.

  Me: Shorty open the door

  Baby: I left it unlocked for u

  When I walked in Devyn’s apartment, the scent of food hit me hard, making my stomach rumble. Baby had a spread fit for a king, complete with fried chicken, mac and cheese, green beans, and cornbread. To me, there was nothing more attractive than a female that could put it down in the kitchen, and the fact that she was standing in there, in a tank top and boy shorts, only made me feel like I was home.

  Over the last few weeks, I’d found myself spending more time at her place than my own, and even though it seemed like she was resistant to putting a title on this thing we had going on, I was feeling like she could be the one. She hadn’t made it a secret that the past relationship had left her with a different outlook on relationships, but I was determined to make her mines.

  “So, you was waiting for a nigga, huh?” I said, walking up behind her and planting kisses on her neck.

  “Maybe.” Devyn giggled. I was loving how easily I could make her blush, so imagine my surprise when she turned around and full-on kissed me. Her soft lips pressing against mines shook the jet lag right out of me. When I got there, I was looking forward to chilling with shorty, but the way she was provoking the bulge in my pants, I was ready for something more.

  “How was your trip?” She asked, turning around to face me.

  “It was alright.” I mumbled, before I gripped her hips and lifted her small frame, allowing her to wrap her legs around me. I could hear her breathing change, as I left a trail of kisses from her neck to her shoulder blade before I took a playful bite at the base of her neck. Hearing her soft moan was all the permission I needed, before I lifted her off her feet and placed her on the counter. Gently sliding her shorts to the side, exposing her cleanly-shaved pussy, I stared at her, as she bit her lip while I massaged her clit. This girl had no idea how beautiful she was to me, and the face that she was making, alone, had me ready to dive in. She spread her legs wider welcoming my touch before leaning her head back against the kitchen cabinet.

  “You sure you ready for this?” I asked her, feeling like I was ready to burst out of my pants. I wanted to be sure that Baby was ready, because the sexy ass faces she was making had me going.

  Without answering, Devyn opened her eyes and reached out for the buckle of my pants. Feeling that her action was answer enough, I swatted her hand away and kneeled down so that her pussy was face level; I wanted to devour her. I flicked my tongue over her clit, releasing the sweet taste of her juices. A soft gasp escaped her lips, as I entered her with my finger and swirled them inside of her. Never taking my eyes off her, I watched, as she squirmed under my touch. Her nipples were screaming to be let free through the thin material of her tank top. This girl had no idea just how sexy she was in that moment. Between her facial expressions, and the moans that she released, she had me feeling like I was in the presence of a porn star. I could feel her pussy muscles tightening around my finger, and I knew she was on the brink of explosion. I gently clamped down on her, using my mouth as a suction cup to catch all of her juices.

  When I felt the wave I’d caused beginning to settle, I removed my finger, but continued to trace her swollen clit. I stood up and stared at Devyn, as she attempted to catch her breath. I, then, took my finger and traced her lips, sharing the sweetness of her juices.

  “Look at me, Devyn.” I spoke to her, breaking the trance that she was in. “When you ready to answer my first question, come holla at me like a big girl.” And with that, I turned and made my way towards her bedroom.

  Devyn

  I sat there on my kitchen counter in a daze. I felt like I was in shock and on a cloud all at the same time. My body had never reacted so quickly to a man’s touch, even though the only man I’d ever encountered was Anthony. Rashaad’s stares, alone, sent chills down my spine. He had me hoping that I hadn’t embarrassed myself by cumming so quickly, but the way he was massaging my insides had me ready to scream. I had been trying my hardest to hold out on giving him some, because I wanted to be sure I was ready, but it was hard to miss the knot that he had in his pants that I could have sworn was calling my damn name.

  I need all of that! I thought to myself, as I hopped down from the counter and walked toward my bedroom.

  Rashaad was sitting on the edge of my bed, in all his naked glory, making my heart flutter. His body was perfectly chiseled and drew me into him like a magnet.

  “You ready to answer me, yet?” He asked, stroking his dick and causing me to bite my lip. Just the sight of him had my pussy muscles jumping. I stripped out of my clothes and walked up to him, positioning myself between his legs. I allowed his eyes to roam my body before gently grabbing his chin.

  “Now, you look at me.” I said, feeling empowered. I, gently, pushed him back onto the bed and mounted him, never breaking my eye contact. I planted kisses on his chest and neck before making my way to his ear. I

  I wrapped my hands around his dick and teased my clit with the tip before gently guiding him into my wetness. I gasped, while trying not to allow his girth to scare me away, but home boy was definitely working with a monster. I eased down slowly joining our bodies as one. I tiled my head back, as my body tingled with excitement, because he fit me like a glove. Rashaad closed his eyes, as I clamped down on him with my muscles.

  “No…I want you to keep watching.” I moaned, as I found my stride. My whole body tingled with a sense of power, as I used Rashaad’s dick to massage my insides and make love to me with his eyes. Rashaad reached up and took my breast into his big hands and gently applied pressure, as I slowly danced on his dick. Our moans and cries broke free, and I felt Rashaad expanding inside of me. Right before I allowed a wave of pure ecstasy to carry me away, he lifted me up and pinned my body against my bedroom door, never breaking our connection.

  I held on tightly, as Rashaad gave me deep, long strokes, causing me to dig my nails into his muscular back. I swear it felt like that nigga was rearranging my insides. He sped up his pace, repeatedly, hitting my spot. I cried out, as I felt a wave of ecstasy take me away before we both collapsed. Once our breathing steadied, I pried myself out of his grip, leaving him leaning against the wall while I got a towel to clean us both. When I returned, he had stretched out across my bed with his eyes closed.

  “So, now, I know my Baby ain’t as quiet as she likes to portray she is.” Rashaad said, giving me that gorgeous smile when I climbed into the bed with him.

  “Your Baby?” I asked with a blush, even though, I felt like I could get used to the sound of him claiming me as his own.

  Rashaad’s face was serious, as he turned and stared at me intently.
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  “Shorty, ain’t no doubt in nothing I’m telling you.” He glanced over my naked body, as I lay next to him. I tried to pull the blanket up to cover myself, feeling my nerves creeping back up, but Rashaad stopped me. “All of this…is mine now.”

  I smiled and snuggled up closer to him before drifting off to sleep. I could feel Rashaad pulling something out of me that I had never felt before, and I was enjoying it. His confidence was a form of contagion that I was ready to be infected with.

  ~~~

  I was awakened by the vibration of my phone on my night stand, but I didn’t want to move. My body was relaxed and sore at the same time from Rashaad stretching me out throughout the night.

  “Hello.” I answered, sleepily, noticing that Rashaad wasn’t next to me. My heart sank a bit not seeing him there.

  “Wake ya ass up, bish!!!!” Rina yelled into the phone.

  “I’m up. Why are you yelling?!” I whined.

  “Girl, what the hell you been doing? It’s already one o’clock, and ya ass ain’t up, yet… Let me find out, Baby!” She exclaimed. I stood up, catching a glimpse of myself in my dresser mirror, and I looked horrible.

  No wonder Rashaad is gone already. I look a damn mess, I thought to myself

  “Is it really that late?” I pulled the phone away from my ear to check the time.

  “Umm, yea, so get that ass in motion. I’m on my way over there. I see I need to get in your business tuh-day!” She laughed.

  “I’ll call you when I come back from school. I can’t believe that I almost slept through my class!” I exclaimed.

  “Yea, a’ight, but call me as soon as you get out of class. I need the tea, hunty!”

  As our call ended, I noticed a text from Rashaad.

  Rashaad: I finally got the chance to rock my Baby to sleep, but I didn’t want to wake you. I had to make a few moves so I used your car, but I’ll be back soon. Hit me when you wake up.

  I smiled, as I thought about last night and what we’d shared. I knew it was too early to be feeling the way that I was, but the connection that we seemed to be sharing was like nothing I’d felt with anyone else. Rashaad was intense, but so gentle, at the same time, and the more we were around each other, the stronger the feeling was becoming. I, quickly, texted him back before I went to soak in a warm bath. I definitely needed to sit in some Epsom salt before Rina got there. All the fun from the night before had me feeling sore in all the right ways.

  Unknown

  Things were working out better than I could have imagined. It wasn’t much getting my pawns to fall in line with my plan. Hell, I don’t even think Mesha’s ass was even aware just how much I was using her, but most basic bitches were like that; with no questions asked. It was crazy just how much she was out for herself. When I’d stepped to her at the park, all I could see in her eyes were dollar signs and vengeance, but that was just the right mix for me.

  Devyn was different, though. I could tell just by watching her that her innocence was genuine. I watched her as she took a seat toward the front of the class. It wasn’t hard to see why Rashaad had been devoting so much of his time to her. Over the past few weeks, I’d sat back and watched how she moved, and I’d be lying if I didn’t say that shorty was fly. And, the fact that she didn’t realize it, made her even sexier. A part of me felt bad that she was getting so close to that nigga, seeing as though it was only a matter of time before that nigga felt my wrath.

  If our meeting had been under different circumstances, I probably would have tried to put my bid in for her to be mines. I just hoped that, after it was all said and done, she wouldn’t take it personal. Shit, if it all worked out, I could get rid of Rashaad and Rameek, and Devyn would be all mine, but I could deal with approaching the situation slowly with her.

  “Prior to completion of your labs, I’ll be assigning you study groups of two to three of your peers for the completion of your final project.” The professor announced. That was the moment I had been waiting for. Money ruled the world, and in exchange for a few dollars, I’d worked out a deal with Professor Leeman to ensure that Devyn and I were partnered up. It also helped that the professor had a nasty habit for pills that I supplied her with, making it that much easier to get the “in” with Devyn. Even if she wasn’t ready, I was sure that I could have her ass switching sides, ‘cause I planned on becoming the home team.

  Before leaving class, members assigned to groups gathered outside of the lecture hall to exchange numbers and become acquainted.

  “How you doing,” I started, once Devyn approached. “I’m D.” I introduced myself, flashing her a grin.

  “Hey, I’m Devyn.” She smiled back. It was going to be hard trying not to become infatuated by her pretty ass, but I decided to keep it g… At least, for now. In due time, I thought to myself, while looking her up and down.

  “This should be fun.” I said out loud.

  “Excuse me?” Devyn asked, confused.

  “Oh, I’m sorry. I was thinking out loud.” I recovered. “It’s going to be hard getting this A with such a pretty girl distracting me.” I lightly laughed. I noticed her blushing as she playfully pushed me.

  “You are silly, I see. I feel like we’ve met before, though.” Devyn asked.

  “Nah, I know your cousin, Rina.” I told her. I’d met Rina a few times in the clubs, in Boystown, but I doubt if she’d remembered me. When I’d seen her with Devyn at the cookout, I’d gotten a little shook at the thought that she would remember me.

  I walked with Devyn out of the building, and we set up some study times and exchanged numbers. I figured I’d go in and play nice until the time was right. I needed her to trust me just enough so that I could get what I needed.

  Devyn

  Being able to clock out before midnight had me feeling past excited. All I wanted was to get home and curl up in my bed. I was still adjusting to school life while trying to maintain the graveyard shift at the post office at the same time. My body was starting to run on empty, so I, gladly, requested the next few days off to try to recuperate. Rashaad had been busy as well the past few days with “family” stuff, as he called it, so I was looking forward to getting a few nights out on the town with Rina. I had to admit, I was liking spending time with him, but I was still unsure of how serious of a relationship I wanted to have.

  I waved goodbye to the guard in the lobby and headed straight home. I had to remember to text Rashaad later and thank him for taking the time to detail my car when he’d borrowed it the other day. I wasn’t used to the type of attention that he was throwing my direction, and I was loving every minute of it, but I was still waiting for those skeletons to come tumbling out of his closet. That may not have been fair for me to think like that, but hell, my ex proved you could never put too much past a nigga.

  I whipped my car into my parking space, grabbed my bags, and headed toward my apartment, when I was startled by a hooded man next to my door.

  “What the fuck!” I yelled.

  “Chill, Baby, I just want to talk. I ain’t on no bullshit with you, for real.” Ant pleaded.

  “So, why the hell are you camped out in front of my house like a damn stalker, Ant? Matter of fact, how the fuck do you even know where I live?” I said, with a sense of irritation.

  “All that don’t even matter.” Ant responded, while pulling the hood from his head and me leaning against my door with my arms crossed. There was no way I was letting this fool into my house, so whatever he had to say, he might as well had started talking right there.

  “I just came to check on you, for real. I know the last few times we ran into each other wasn’t the best, and I know we way better than that.” I relaxed a little, because that was the first time that I noticed an ounce of sincerity in him.

  “Yea, I thought we were, too, but things went way left, and I just got tired. The things that were going on between you and I should have never happened. Somewhere along the line, things just went left, and I couldn’t keep doing that with you.” I admitt
ed.

  “I understand that,” he responded, then suddenly became quiet. “You got tired, so you ran right to the next nigga, huh?”

  His last comment threw me off a bit. Like, how could that fool go from being calm to an asshole in the same breathe. I rolled my eyes, instantly, ready to dismiss anything else that that nigga had to say.

  “Check it out, Baby. I’mma keep it cool, off the strength that money is the motive, but don’t get shit twisted; I ain’t gonna forget how you trying to make a nigga look in these streets. Just remember, before me, you wasn’t shit. I understand what that nigga Chris meant when he said you hoes ain’t loyal, but in due time, the tables gonna turn, again, and please believe, you’ll be back on my dick.”

  That cocky motherfucker was tripping. In his mind, I knew that he thought the low level shit he was doing in these streets was really something, but just by being with Rashaad for the last few weeks, I was seeing that Anthony was really small time. I wasn’t the type of chick to wait on a nigga to do anything for me, but Rashaad was putting in work, making me feel special by taking me out and buying me things. None of which Anthony had ever done in all the time I’d messed with him, but more importantly, he was making me feel like I was his woman and we hadn’t even put a title on what we had going on, yet.

  “Back on your dick? You smoking some good shit, nigga. The way you pass that lil’ motherfucker around, I’m good. Don’t act like you mister wonderful now that I’m through with you. I just freed up more space for you to run around with the community mice you been tricking with like I didn’t know.” I retorted. I could tell that Ant was surprised in my tone. I had never snapped at him out of fear of him putting his hands on me, but I wasn’t in the same place I’d been before.