Gunz And Laci: Black Rose Mafia (8 page)

“Say them four words and I’ll give you what you want. Just tell me them four little words and your body will be in ecstasy. I just need to hear those little words baby.”

“Yessss, this pusssssyyyyyyyy is yourssss Gunzzzzz!” she screamed out.

I removed my fingers and brought them up to her lips. She stuck her tongue out, pulling all three into her mouth. She licked my fingers clean of her juices. I grabbed her hand and led her to the foot of the bed. I stripped out of my clothes as she watched. Her eyes lit up with amazement. I smirked, letting her know I peeped that look. I undressed her and gave her the same lustful stare.

“Come ride with me, lil mama.”

I got on the bed, reached for a condom in my nightstand, then slipped it on. I laid back with my hands above my head, waiting for her to do her thing.

“Do you have an aux cord for your sound bar?” she asked, standing in all her naked glory.

“Yeah, it should be plugged into the back,” I told her.

I watched her ass jiggle as she went over to my TV. She plugged her phone in and music started playing. It sounded like it was “Pony” by Ginuwine, but the song was much slower than the original.

She climbed onto the bed, standing over me. Her hands caressed her body as she swayed side to side to the lyrics. The sight was something mystical. The way her curly hair bounced along with her perky breasts was mesmerizing. The way her hips gyrated to the beat would have any man in a trance. Too bad the only nigga that would be getting in that from now on was me.

“Stop playing with me, Laci. I don’t give a fuck about all this extra shit you doing. The shit is sexy as fuck but I wanna feel yo walls convulse against my dick.”

She sexily lowered herself on to my dick. My hands rested on her hips as she started to work my shit.

“Ahhhhhhh babyyyyyyy!!” she cooed.

“Give me that shit Laci and don’t hold back,” I demand.

She was bucking and popping on my shit. If I wasn’t biting my lip, a nigga would’ve screamed out like a little bitch.

“Gunzzzz, I’m readyyyyy,” she sang

“You ready to what?” I lifted up some, letting her get all this dick.

“I’m ready to cum Bryce. I’m ready to cummmmmmm.”

Her walls tightened, suffocating my dick. I felt her warm juices flow down my dick as I released my babies into the condom. This condom shit was cool for now but there wasn’t going to be much more of that.

Laci collapsed on my chest with a goofy ass grin on her face. I gently lifted her off of me and went into the bathroom to get a hot rag and flush the condom. I walked back in the room, cleaning her up as she gazed up at me sleepily.

“You might as well get comfortable because yo ass isn’t going anywhere,” I told her.

She giggled a little before her eyes fully closed. I shook my head then went in the bathroom to get in the shower. Laci thought a nigga was playing; her ass wasn’t marrying anyone but me. She could play around if she wanted too but when that nigga came up missing, the blood would be on her hands.

Jinx was knocked the hell out when I got out of bed. It was one in the afternoon, so I didn’t know why his ass was still sleep. I wanted to sleep in the guest room, but Jinx wanted me to lay with him, so he could cuddle. What dude you know wanted to cuddle? I only agreed, so we wouldn’t get into any arguments. Plus, I didn’t mind laying up next to me. I was feeling Jinx but I had to go back down to Atlanta at the end of the week. I knew how guys were and most of them didn’t want to do the long distance thing. If you did get a dude that was willing to do the long distance thing, since your pussy wasn’t easy access, he would go out and get it elsewhere. In order for me to not get hurt, I just wasn’t going to take that gamble.

I went into the bathroom to find an extra toothbrush and wash cloth. When I found everything I needed, I heard noises towards the front of the house. I peeked back in the room and Jinx was still sleeping. Shit, if someone was breaking in, my ass was going out the back door. I was thanking God that Jinx lived in the basement.

“Who are you?” I heard a female say, as I was about to head down the hallway to the back door.

I slowly turned around and this bitch had two knives in her hands. Her stance alone told me she wasn’t no one to fuck with.

“I’m Nazi, a friend of Jinx. Who are you?”

“I’m the one with the knives in my hands but yet you feel the need to ask questions,” she smirked. “If you are a friend of my brother’s, why are you trying to sneak out the back door?”

“I heard noises in the front of the house when I was brushing my teeth. I didn’t know who it was, so I was going to save my life.” I was being honest as hell. I just met Jinx but my life came first. As soon as I was safely out the house, I would’ve went and got Gunz.

“Jinx!” she yelled.

“He is back there sleep. What the fuck are you yelling for?” For some reason, this crazy looking bitch was rubbing me the wrong way.

“Bitch, watch who the fuck you talking to. I’m not nothing to play with,” she spat. “Jinx!” she yelled again, this time louder.

I rolled my eyes at this bitch because if she didn’t have those knives in her hands, I would beat that ass.

“The fuck are you yelling for Jiselle?” he groaned, coming into the hallway. “Yo, what the fuck is going on? Jiselle, put them fucking knives away,” he said, coming to stand next to me.

“Nazi, you ight ma?” he asked. I nodded my head and waited for him to explain who this bitch was.

“You cursing me out but she thought someone was breaking in to your house, and she was going to leave you here to get killed.”

“Yes, I was leaving but I would’ve went and got Gunz, smart ass,” I told her.

“Watch how you talking, Nazi,” he scolded me.

“Watch how I’m talking? This bitch disrespected me as soon as she stepped foot in this house. Matter of fact, who the hell is she?”

“I’m his sister and I come before any bitch in his life; why you think he told you to watch how you talking, ma?” the bitch smirked.

“You talking all this shit, lil mama. Put them knives down, so I can beat that ass,” I spat.

“Jiselle, I need you to leave man. Nazi, you need to calm down a little ma. Relax, shit isn’t even that deep,” Jinx said.

“Yeah, I’m leaving now but I’ll see you again.” The bitch blew me a kiss and that shit pissed me all the way off.

“You damn right you will see me again and when you do, you getting it on sight. Trust me bitch, these hands work. You were holding them knives like you don’t know how to maneuver yours!” I scream. She started laughing as she walked out the door and that shit pissed me off even more. I went to run after her but Jinx pulled me back.

“Nazi, chill out lil mama.”

“Jinx, don’t tell me to chill out. Your sister is a rude ass bitch, but trust me, I can teach her about some manners,” I told him, pushing him off of me.

“I know you can Nazi, just chill out and rock with me ight. On the real, I apologize for how my sister acted she was in the wrong. But how was you going to leave a nigga to die, ma? I thought you were gonna be my ride or die, shawty.”

“Nigga, I’m not that type of chick. I’ll ride with you but Nazi isn’t dying for anyone. I already said I was going to go get Gunz, so you would’ve been straight.”

“I like that.” He smiled, pulling me back into his arms.

“You like what?” I questioned.

“You willing to ride but yo ass ain’t trying to die. That’s the type of chick I want on my team. I need a shawty that’s gon’ ride for me. I don’t want no bitch that’s willing to pull the trigger for a nigga. That shit isn’t my type of thing. All I need to know is that my baby is rocking with a nigga. All a nigga really needs is someone to be there when he come home. If anyone dying, it would be me taking that bullet for you.”

“That’s some deep shit,” I told him, nodding my head.

“Don’t I know it but it was all truth. I don’t do that lying shit because I’m a man of my word. I give it to you straight up. That shit’s like henny; it may burn but it gets the job done. You hear what I’m saying?”

“Yeah, I hear you play boy.” I smiled. Jinx was spittin’ that hot shit but I wasn’t trying to hear it. I had to go back to campus and I wasn’t going to get swept up in everything he was saying.

“You not even listening but it’s cool though because I can show yo weird ass better than I can tell you.” He mushed me and I started laughing.

“Nigga, you got nerve to call me weird when you’re a geek.” I ran up on him and hit him with a quick jab.

“I may be a geek but I can beat that ass. Throw them hands up, lil mama.”

I wasn’t the type to back down from a challenge. I threw my hands up and got busy. Jinx threw a couple of slaps that I dodged and I threw a couple that connected. We were going back and forth. I couldn’t even lie; I was getting a little winded. I haven’t slapped boxed in a minute. Jinx swooped in, picked me up, and ran with me into the room. He threw me on the bed, then climbed on top of me. I tried pushing him off because it wasn’t even about to go down. He pinned both of my hands above my head so that I couldn’t move and looked deep into my eyes.

“You’re going to be mine. No matter how hard you try to fight it, you gonna end up rocking with a nigga. I’m so serious ‘bout the shit I’m saying that we already got a marriage license.”

“You did what?” I panicked. I was starting to believe that crazy runs in their family.

“I’m playing with you, ma, don’t nobody wanna lock your ass down that bad.”

“Then what do you want?” I questioned.

“I want to enter your deepest valley. I want to explore your wettest treasure,” he smirked, never breaking eye contact.

“Is that all you want?” I whispered back. His stare was intense. His eyes weren’t a regular color. They were a light brown with a hints of green. His eyes were beautiful but if you looked too long, they would suck you in.

“Hell nah, that’s not all I want. I’m already attracted to the physical. I want to be attracted to the mental too. I wanna know that we have more than just a sexually chemistry.”

“Or maybe you’re just scared to fuck with the physical,” I smirked.

“Never scared to fuck with the physical because when I fuck you and trust I will, as well as make love to every inch of your body. You will be so fucked up; you won’t know if you’re coming or going. Nazi, when I give you this dick, I promise I’ll become your drug of choice. Shit, I can give you a sample right now, if that’s what you want to do.”

His deep voice became muffled because of the licks and soft kisses he was putting along my neck, which caused me to let a soft squeal. His lips against my skin felt better than anything else I ever felt.

“Yeah, you ready for a nigga,” he whispered into my ear.

“Just because I’m ready doesn’t mean I’m willing. Now if you don’t mind, will you get your big ass off of me, please.”

Compared to my 5'7" petite frame, Jinx was a fucking giant. He had to be about 6'6" and he was built like a basketball player. If his height and build wasn’t enough, he was covered in tats and I loved it. Jinx was everything, literally. I just couldn’t take it there with him, at least right now I wasn’t.

“Yeah, I’ll get off of you for now, just mark my words lil mama; you gonna be mine. You might have your freedom for the time being but as soon as I’m ready, your ass is getting cuffed up.”

I rolled my eyes as he walked out the room, but I was smiling on the inside. I was hoping like hell what we had was something that could last until after I graduated. If it didn’t last and he found someone else, then I would just have to chuck it up to a lost. Who his new girl would be, though, would have to catch these hands just because.

I rolled out of bed feeling better than I did when I went to sleep the night before in Gunz’s car. I slept in the car because I couldn’t deal with Gunz, especially with the way he acted when he was outside of my parents’ house. Speaking of parents, I knew my mother and father were going to have some words for me whenever I decided to show my face again. I needed to get out of here and try to explain to my parents what happened.

I looked around the room for my dress but it wasn’t anywhere in sight. I wasn’t sure if Gunz had company or not, so I went through his drawers, grabbing a wife beater and some boxers. Slipping them on, I threw my hair into a bun and walked out the room in search of Gunz and my clothes.

“You’re finally up,” Gunz said, once I entered the living room.

“Do you know where my clothes are? I need to get dressed and leave.”

“Ma, I already told you, you’re not leaving no time soon. I had Nazi go to your crib and get you some clothes for the rest of the weekend. The both of y’all are stay over here.”

“Bryce, I can’t stay here with you for the weekend. My mother is going to call my phone consistently.”

“She already has been blowing up your phone. That’s the reason I went over to yo mom’s spot. You left your phone at the crib,” he explained, throwing it to me.

I scrolled through my phone and seen all the missed calls from my mother and father. I even had a couple of calls from Brett. This was the exact reason I needed to be on my way.

“Chill out Laci, ight. I got you,” he ensured, walking over to me. I looked into his eyes, wanting to believe everything he said was true. I wanted nothing more than to stay here and build this amazing relationship with Gunz. I knew better; there was no way that Gunz and I was going to last. He wasn’t the ideal man my parents pictured me with. Shirley nor Dennis would welcome him with open arms.

“I already know what you’re thinking; I just don’t give a fuck. I want you and that’s all that matters. Go take a shower and when you get out, I’ll have a sandwich ready for you. We going out tonight too.”

“Bryce, I really need to get home,” I sighed.

“Nah, you really need to fuck with me and go take your ass into the shower.” He slapped me on the ass, then walked away. I went back towards his room with my phone in hand. I dialed Nazi’s number because I was really conflicted on what I should do.

“I’m about to be on my way back over there now,” she said, answering the phone.

“Nazi, what am I supposed to do? As of last night, I’m engaged. I can’t carry around like I’m some hussy.” I softly sobbed.

“Laci, I know your ass isn’t crying right now?”

“I’m not crying; I’m just really confused. I like Gunz but I can’t disobey mother.”

“Lacianne, I’m not going to sit here and indulge in this pity party you are trying to have for yourself. Yes, Shirley took us in when we had nothing but that doesn’t mean we have to repay her with our happiness. Gunz is the person you are supposed to be with. When you are around him, you are the happiest that I have ever seen you. I can’t tell you what to do, but what I will tell you is that I’m not going to allow you to feel sorry for yourself. You are a grown as woman and you have a decision to make Monday morning.”

“What do you mean Monday morning?” The way I saw it, I had a decision I needed to make right now.

“You are not going back home this weekend. Our parents need time to cool off and you need to have some fun. Knowing you the way that I do, you’re going to end up marrying that fool, Brett. So, you can consider this weekend the turn ups of all turn ups because it’s going to be one that you don’t forget.”

“Nazi, what part of
I’m engaged
don’t you understand. I cannot stay here the whole weekend with Gunz. Whenever I’m around him, I can’t control myself. His sex appeal is alluring and his dick is hypnotizing. Just thinking about the slight curve and the veins on his penis has me hot and bothered.”

“Okay, that was a little too much. I didn’t need to know any of that. I don’t know what to tell you Laci because this is where you will be the whole weekend. I suggest you get it in as much as you can. I doubt Brett is working with a monster. Shit, I’ll be surprised if he even knows what he is doing.” Nazi laughed.

“This isn’t a laughing matter,” I told her.

“It really is because you’re taking everything a little too serious. You know your fate come Monday morning, so for right now, just live in the moment. Live for today and not for tomorrow or even the next day. Live for you and nobody else, okay Laci. I’m about to come in; I’ll bring your clothes up. Jinx wants to spend the day with me but he said we are going to the club with you and Gunz. I’ll come upstairs when it’s time for you to get dressed.”

“Okay, I love you,” I sighed.

“I love you too, baby girl,” Nazi said and hung up the phone.

I sighed and decided to get in the shower because it was needed. I smelled of the sweet sex Gunz and I had earlier. There was no point in fighting this because it was inevitable; Gunz wasn’t letting my ass go nowhere, so I might as well enjoy the little bit of time we had together. I was going to live in the moment. Most importantly, I was going to live for me and no one else. Gunz was going to be my man for the weekend.

* * * *

Whippin’ the yam, whippin’ a fifth of the yam. Turn the whole brick to a lam. Been rockin’ the dope, soon as it get off the boat. Keepin’ it soft like a mink. Gold on my link, coke in the sink. Choppin’ that work like karate. Swerve in the new Maserati. In a brand new Maserati. That’s a whole lot of new money. Snatch it, then hide it from 12’s. Movin’ and squashin’ them bells. Servin’ the rawest of yell. Beating that china like Kunta Kinte. Whippin’, whippin, that dope Drinkin’ on syrup, I’m rollin’ up haze. Made myself a boss, a boss or a plug. Either way you put it, nigga, I’m good. Triple Salute, nigga, straight out the hood.

The club was definitely in full swing as Gunz, Jinx, Nazi, and I sat off in a corner to the far right surrounded by dudes who I didn’t know. Gunz said they were his associates but they seemed more like trained killers. Hell, they could be assassins for all I knew. I wouldn’t say this was the V.I.P. section because our booth was the only booth here. It seemed more like Gunz’s private spot. Bottles of D’usse, Henny, and Cîroc were sitting in front of us while blunts were being passed around. We only been here for about thirty minutes and I haven’t drunk anything. I was feeling a little uptight because I wasn’t in my comfort zone. Nazi, on the other hand, was having the time of her life. She danced in her seat while holding a cup filled with Pineapple Cîroc in the other.

I admired Nazi’s free spirit and often wished I was the same way. I wanted to let loose and let my hair down without a care in the world. The night I was at the reggae was the most I ever let loose out in public. I usually danced around the house, practicing my moves.

“You ight?” Gunz whispered in my ear. His lips barely touched my ear but my body still froze.

“I’m fine,” I whispered back.

“Come here.” He grabbed me, pulling me on to his lap. “Ma, chill out with a nigga. You’re so uptight right now, it’s crazy. Do you not trust me?” His eyes were low but they were still sexy as hell. Everything about him was sexy, I’m sure he could be pissy drunk and I would still find him fine.

“Yes, I trust you.”

“Then hit this.” He lifted the blunt to my lips and I hesitated. I never smoked weed before or anything else. I didn’t even know what to do.

“Relax Laci. Take a pull, inhale slowly, then hold it in for a couple of seconds. Then exhale. It’s going to burn some but that’s natural, ight,” Gunz instructed me.

My lips parted slightly and I took a pull. Inhaling slowly like he told me, I held it but quickly started choking once I exhaled.

“Slow up some Laci, damn.” He laughed, patting my back.

I took the blunt from out his hands and tried it again. I still choked this time but it wasn’t as bad as the first time.

“You’re so fucking sexy Laci,” he told me.

I leaned over close enough, so my lips were touching his ear. “I want you,” I moaned.

“That’s that shit I like to hear ma.” He smiled, patting my leg.

I giggled some and hit the blunt again before Gunz snatched it away. “That’s enough! You won’t be making a habit out of this. I like your lungs to stay pure.”

“Gunz, what are you doing to my sister? You got her smoking and shit.” Nazi looked at us in shock.

“I’m not doing shit to her; this is all her. I’m just giving her what she wants,” Gunz smirked.

“Oh, shut up Bryce.” I hit him on the arm before pouring myself a cup of Cîroc.

Half a bottle of Cîroc later, I was feeling myself. I bounced my ass all over Gunz’s dick to the beat of the music. I wasn’t used to twerking but I was making it do what it do.

“You feel that shit?” Gunz asked me, roughly pulling me closer to him.

“Feel what Gunz?” I already knew what he was talking about because it was hard to miss.

“Don’t play with a nigga. I know you know what the fuck I’m talking about, so act like it.”

“Yes Gunz. I feel it.” I rolled my eyes because this nigga was a straight asshole and that’s what I liked most about it.

“So, what you going to do about it?” His teeth sank into my neck and my panties caught my moisture. I was so glad I didn’t listen to Nazi when she told me not to put on panties.

“What you gon’ do ‘bout it, lil mama?”

“Whatever you want me to daddy,” I purred back. The music was blasting, but to us, it wasn’t even there. In fact, no one was there except the two of us. This is how I felt whenever I was around Gunz. It always seemed as though it was just us two.

“Ight, we out.” His grip around my waist got tighter as we maneuvered around the club. We found Jinx and Nazi snuggled up at the bar, which I found odd, but I didn’t say anything.

“We heading out,” Gunz told Jinx.

“Ight.” Jinx dapped up Gunz and I gave Nazi a hug. While we were hugging, someone bumped the shit out of the two of us. We fell against the bar and Nazi spilled her drink on me. I turned around, pissed to find out who did it, only to see Gunz hemming up the woman.

“Milani, what the fuck is wrong with yo bird ass? You need to apologize for that shit you just did,” he barked at the girl. I stood back nervous as hell because Gunz had his hands firmly wrapped around her throat. The dudes that were his associates were now surrounding us with their hands resting on their waists.

“I’m not apologizing to that bitch; she shouldn’t have been in my way.” The woman coughed.

“Milani, I will snap your fucking neck right here and right now. Apologize because not only did you disrespect her, but you disrespected me as well.”

“Fine, I apologize,” the woman said weakly.

“Milani, don’t make me kill your rabbit ass all because you don’t know how to keep your feelings in check. If you wasn’t a fucking whore, then maybe we would still be rockin’. You are the one that chose not to keep the pussy tight and now that I found someone who will, you want to be jealous. Jealousy fits you well but your hands on my girl don’t make sense to me. If I catch you fucking with her again, I promise you, I will send your mother your body limb by fucking limb and tooth by fucking tooth. Call my bluff if you want to, Milani. I’m daring yo ass too.” Gunz violently pushed her away and she stumbled to the floor.

The assassin looking men eased up some and disappeared among the crowd. What was causing me confusion was how everything went down and the people in the club never missed a beat. From the outside looking in, you would think Gunz was the fucking president or some shit.

“I don’t know who Gunz is or what he does but apparently he is THAT nigga.” I nodded my head because her emphasis on that explained exactly how I was feeling.

“Laci, come and let’s go. You need to get cleaned up ma.” He reached out for my hand and I second guessed leaving with him for a slight second. I was scared as hell of the behavior he just displayed, but at the same time, it turned me on.

“We about to go too,” Jinx said, grabbing Nazi.

I took a hold of Gunz’s hand and he pulled me back into his embrace. We walked out the club as if the scene with Milani never took place. I haven’t known Gunz for long but he didn’t seem like the type who was easily bothered. Milani had to mean something to him or she used to. That was the only explanation I could come with for how he behaved.
What dude in his right mind would send somebody’s mother body parts of their daughter?
I thought to myself as Gunz pulled off. I looked at him and he looked back at me and hit me with a wink. The wink was all I needed to have my question answered. Gunz wasn’t in his right mind and I was slowly falling in love with him despite it all.