Loyalty Over Royalty (11 page)

Chapter 18

“Awww fuck, damn Kyra bae, that shit feel good,” Notorious moaned as she polished his 10-inch pole. She bobbed her head up and down at a steady pace, as she slurped filling her mouth with spit. She cupped her hand under his balls and began to softly caress them. She then wrapped her full lips tightly around his head and began sucking him like a straw, while jacking his shafts rapidly.

Her head drove him crazy and she loved it. It made her feel like she owned his soul. She looked up and stared Notorious in his eyes as she continued to suck him off. She laughed on the inside because she could hear his toes popping from curdling so hard. She felt his shaft getting harder and knew he was about to cum so she stopped. She stood up and mounted him like a horse. “Ooooh shit daddy, you feel so good!” she purred as she slid down on his rock hard muscle. Kyra slowly began to bounce up and down. Feeling every vein in his dick caused an orgasm to come instantly.

“Fuck baby, I’m about to cum!”

“Mmmm cum on this dick you sexy muthafucka!” he grunted, as he spread her ass cheeks apart and pulled himself up deeper inside of her. He then took one of her hard pierced nipples into his mouth and began to caress it with his tongue. Kyra couldn’t control herself as the second nut came right after the first. Notorious stood up and roughly threw Kyra on the bed.

“Bend that ass ova!” he demanded. She immediately did as she was told. She loved when he got all aggressive when they were fucking. Kyra put a perfect arch in her back, and began to bounce her phat pretty round brown making it clap for him. She then looked back and gave him a devilish grin. He smacked her ass twice, once with each hand on each cheek, before dropping to his knees and burying his face in it. He began to devour her as she screamed out in ecstasy loving every bit.

After she came for him again, he stood to his feet and rammed himself inside of her.

“Yes, yes, oh my god yes!” she screamed passionately, as he was thrusting in and out of her gushing love box. Kyra began to throw her ass back making him fuck her harder. Taking the hint, he drilled deeper and faster in her pussy.

“Oooohwee, you fuckin this pussy daddy, AND I’M BOUT TO CUM ALL OVER THAT DICK!” she screamed louder. 

“Cum all over that dick then, don’t keep saying it DO IT!” he said, smacking her ass so hard that he could see the welt print of his hand forming. After a few more strokes, she rained on him like a waterfall.

“Mmmm, there that shit go; that’s what the fuck I’m talkin bout!” he moaned. He was so turned on by her squirting; he couldn’t hold his nut back any longer. “Shit baby, you bout to make this dick nut!” He let out a long grunt and filled her belly with his semen. He fell on top of her in exhaustion. His big muscular frame was heavy on her little body, but the dick was so good, she didn’t even care.

“Damn bae, you make a nigga wanna say fuck that flight and sleep up in it!” he whispered in her ear, smiling. He waited for a response, but all he got was a snore. Kyra’s ass was knocked out. All those nuts she bussed had her sleepy. Notorious stood to his feet and smacked her ass.

“Bae, get yo ass up, you gotta take me to the airport!” he yelled.

“Okaaaaay…” she groaned, dreading to get up.

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Notorious and Whack landed in Miami at 12:30 noon. After getting their bags and rental car, they headed for the hotel to get settled. Notorious was pissed because Manny didn’t show up to the airport for the flight. He had been calling and texting him for the past three days, only to get no response.

He knew he was okay because last night Manny had butt dialed him and he could hear him talking. He just couldn’t make out where he was and who he was talking to. Notorious didn’t know what was up, but he was going to find out once him and Whack made it back home.

“So, what time we suppose to meet up with Pablo?” Whack asked as he scrolled through his phone checking his texts. He noticed he had a text from Manny, which was odd because he only called or texted when he was having issues at the spot. He opened it up and read it.

Manny: Aye I need to holla at u it’s important. Hit me up as soon as yawl get back and don’t tell Notorious u heard from me.

What the fuck is this nigga on?
Whack thought to himself. He knew it had to be some grimy ass shit, especially since he asked him not to tell Notorious.

“He supposed to call me around two with the location. So, we can jus got to the rooms and relax until I get that call,” Notorious replied, breaking his thoughts.

“Aw ok, ok. That’s perfect then cuz a nigga could use a power nap.” The two headed for the hotel to wait for Pablo’s call.

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Carmen sat in the all-white room of her house trying to figure out what to do for the day. She had just dropped Baby Shad and the twins off at The Mills Mall to see a movie and Kyra was at the Africans getting her hair braided. She picked up her phone and decided to see if Kim was free. She figured she’ll see what she was about before bringing her around Whack and into their bedroom. She hadn’t heard from her since they were texting a few days ago. She told her she would call but she forgot after her husband started to question her about Black.

Carmen: Hey boo! Wyd
(send)

She must have had her phone in her hand because she replied right back.

Kim: Shit! Still waiting on yo call from 3 days ag
o
????????

Carmen busted out laughing at the emoji faces she sent with the message. She could just see her making them.

Carmen: Lol I’m sorry baby face, something came up.  U at work or can I come pick u up?

Kim: 3616 Laurel… I’ll be ready in 30!

Carmen laughed.
This girl don’t be playin
, she thought. She headed to her bathroom to freshen up. She pulled one of the many mini dresses she owned out of her closet and put it on. She fingered her long flowing Brazil hair to her liking and looked over herself to make sure everything was on point. She grabbed a pair of Tory Burch sandals and put them on her feet. She then snatched her Tory Burch bag and her keys off of her dresser and headed out the door. When she got in her car, she punched Kim’s address in to her GPS. “While the husband’s away, the wife shall play!” She giggled and pulled out of their garage.

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Notorious and Whack sat at the table of one of Pablo’s restaurants as they waited for him. “I hope this nigga dope and prices are as sweet as he claim em to be,” Whack said, as he sipped on a glass of Hennessy straight on the rocks.

“Unk say they is, so I believe him.”

“Nigga, Unk been locked up for 20 fuckin years; how you gon take his word for any damn thing?” he spat with a screwed up face.

“Nigga, what the fuck that mean? You already know him and my pops made all kinds of shit happen for us behind them walls! Shit, them niggas know more than what the fuck we know and we out here with the shit!” Notorious shot back.

“Well, we gon see then. And where the fuck this nigga at? He five minutes late already, this bad fuckin business!” Whack seethed, as he shifted impatiently in his seat.

“Nigga, chill the fuck out! Damn! He five fuckin minutes late WOW! The nigga might be in traffic. Jus be patient.” Notorious was beginning to become aggravated. He didn’t know what Whack’s problem was but he was sick of it.

“Man whateva! I’m goin to the bathroom!” Whack waved him off and headed towards the restroom. When he got in there, he went inside of one of the private stalls. After removing the cap from his glass tube, he snorted a small pile of coke through each nostril. He placed the cap back on tightly and exited the stall. He looked in the mirror to make sure he didn’t have any residue on his nose. After seeing he was good, he headed out the bathroom, back to the table. As he was approaching the table, he peeped a foreign man who he figured was Pablo. He was accompanied by a thick fine ass Spanish looking bitch with long red hair and some big black tall buff bald ass dude with a tight ass shirt on. It looked like it was cutting off the nigga’s circulation.

When he made it to the table, the big dude stood up, blocking him from being able to take his seat. Whack instantly frowned his face and looked his big ass up and down as if he was the size of a child.

“Damn nigga, can you move so I can fuckin sit down?!” Whack barked. He stared the big man in his eyes, letting him know his big ass didn’t intimidate him at all.

“Whoa, Whoa, hold up! This my man’s. Pablo, tell yo dude to chill!” Notorious stepped in. Pablo called off his boy and Whack took his seat.

“Pablo, Whack. Whack, Pablo,” Notorious introduced the two. “And this is his wife…. I’m sorry, I forgot your name.”

“Rebecca,” she hissed with a thick Spanish accent. Her voice was sexy and it made Whack’s dick jump.

“Hey, wassup my man?” Whack said, extending his hand out for a shake.

“Wassup wit ya boy? He straight trippin!” he scoffed and gave the big dude a mean once over.

“Never mind him, he just a little overprotective. But enough about him, let’s get down to business!” Pablo replied. He reached into the inner pocket of his Italian tailor made suit jacket and pulled out a little baggie filled with his product and tossed it across to Notorious. Notorious opened it up and dug some of the product out with the nail of his pointier finger. He then rubbed it up under his top lip onto his gums. The dope instantly made his gums and lip numb.

“Damn, this wassup!” he told Pablo.

“I guarantee best in the country!” Pablo boasted.

“Best in the country?!” Whack scoffed. “Man, let me see this shit!” He snatched the baggie out of Notorious’ hand. He dug some out the bag and engulfed it up each nostril. His nose began to burn and his eyes watered. His vision instantly began to get blurry. He had to admit, it was that shit. He sniffed and played with his nose a little bit to subside the burning. Once he gained his composure, he began speaking. “Okay I can’t lie, that’s some fire shit. But what’s the tags on the kilos?” he asked.

“$16,500! For every ten you get, I’ll throw you a free one!” Pablo said straightforward. Whack scoffed. He knew that nigga was full of shit. Nobody was letting bricks go for that cheap unless they were making the shit themselves. On top of that, the nigga was giving a free one for every ten. The shit sounded too good to be true.

“That’s a nice ass deal! Bet, I want twenty!” Notorious quickly replied before he changed his mind. The deal was sealed and from that day on, Pablo would be their new supplier. After wrapping up the meeting, Notorious and Whack headed out the restaurant to their rental car.

“I told you nigga, you need to start listening to ya boy!” Notorious bragged, as soon as they got in.

“Iight nigga I give it to you, you came through!”

“Nigga, do you know we bout to take ova the whole city with this shit! I can’t wait to get back!” Notorious said, starting the engine.

Nah nigga, I’m bout to take ova the city,
Whack thought to himself as Notorious drove off in the direction of their hotel.

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Carmen pulled up to Kim’s and placed her car in park. She reached in the cup holder and grabbed her phone to text Kim to let her know she was outside. After pressing send, she turned the screen off and dropped the phone back in the cup holder. She noticed the small glass tube filled with a white powder and picked it up.
Is this what the fuck I think it is?
she thought as she grew hot on the inside. She knew what Whack did for a living but she also knew he didn’t ride around with product on him. Especially in a small glass tube, that was personal.

She popped the cap off and poured a small amount on the tip of her finger and dabbed it on her tongue. After feeling her tongue began to numb, she knew her speculation was correct. “What the fuck is this nigga doing with this; I know he ain’t getting high!” Her mind was racing mile a minute. Noticing Kim walking up to the car, she quickly stuffed the tube in her purse. She was going to make sure she got to the bottom of this as soon as Whack brought his ass back home.

Kim hopped in her passenger seat looking sexy and smelling good enough to eat. Her long Blue flowing Michael Kors sundress hugged tightly around her voluptuous curves. She had her hair in long, neat, jet black, medium sized box braids, that hung down to her ass. Her flat gold Michael Kors sandals showed off her perfectly manicured nude polished toes that matched her long round shaped nails. Her fake individual eyelashes were perfectly done, and her eyebrows were waxed for the gods. Not to mention, the Versace Yellow Diamond fragrance that seeped from her pores. Carmen was all the way turned on.

“Hey baby face! You lookin good!” Carmen complimented.

“Thanks bae, so do you,” she replied.

“I figured I’d take you to lunch so we can get to know each other a little better! What’s yo favorite place?” she asked, placing the car in drive and pulling off.

“Red Lobster! I love me some Red Lobster!” Kim danced in her seat.

“Well, Red Lobster it is then.” Carmen cruised her way down Kings Highway to interstate 40, she hopped on, and they made their way to Red Lobster in Maplewood Commons.

After about a ten-minute drive, Carmen pulled up to Red Lobster. After placing the car in park, she flipped down her overhead mirror to check her appearance. She fingered her hair a bit and applied a thin coat of gloss on her lips. Once satisfied, she flipped the mirror back up and turned off the engine. She looked over to ask Kim was she ready, and Kim was staring at her like a fat woman in a bakery, and she was a piece of red velvet cake.