Ratchet Bitches 2 (16 page)

“Aww nothing,” she teased while walking over to the bed and sitting down beside him. “If you wouldn’t have been holding me, that bitch would’ve never gotten that lick in on me.”

“I know and I’m sorry. You had already beat poor Coco to death.”

“That shit ain’t funny,” she said with a playful pout. “I hate I fought her, but she slapped me. I’ve never let anyone slap me and I not slap their ass back. When we first started talking, I told her that we wouldn’t play any passing licks games. Only because when I pass licks, I don’t know how to stop.”

Rocky nodded his head, agreeing with her. “I see,” he said.

“I just hate that it went down like that. I know that I was wrong, but I didn’t want to be with her anymore. I should’ve just kept it real with her months ago. Instead, I let her fall deeper and deeper with no kind of attentions of catching of her. That makes me a very bad person.” She disappointedly she shook her head.

“You’re not a bad person.” Rocky said, leaning over and kissing her. “We’ve all made mistakes. Nobody is perfect. You just didn’t know how to tell her. Even then you didn’t want to break her heart. You just didn’t realize that whether it happened then or now, it was still going to happen.”

“You’re right.” She said.

“You did try to call her after the fact and apologize so that shows that you do have a heart. She may not want to accept your apology now, but don’t worry she eventually will.”

“I don’t know,” ShaKita said.

“Look, don’t worry about it. You say it’s over. Just let it be over.” Rocky said as he started kissing her on the neck.

“I guess you’re right.” She said as he removed the towel from around her body and massaged both of her breast. He just wanted her to relax and not think about Coco. “You fell asleep on me last night. That ain’t gonna happen this morning,” he grinned.

“I don’t want it to.” She responded, ready to give him some.

Rocky kissed on her sweet lips then gradually moved down around her neck. She rolled her head back with her eyes closed; enjoying the seductive kisses that he was giving her. Rocky’s tongue worked in ways that Coco’s tongue never could. Even though they were sweet, her lips were no match whatsoever. Maybe it was the manly ways he touched and licked on her body or the feel of his muscles as she held on to his biceps.

“Hold up,” ShaKita said, sitting her phone over on the nightstand.

“You’re definitely not going to need that,” Rocky said as he started caressing her breasts and sucking on her nipples.

The tingly sensation spread from her nipples to her pussy causing it to throb a little. His tongue eased its way down her stomach, playfully teasing her the whole way down to her juice box. ShaKita softly moaned while holding the top of Rocky’s head. The feeling he gave her was amazing. If she could choose her husband at that moment it would’ve definitely been him. No man had ever made her feel the way that he did.

“Oh baby,” she moaned in a light whisper feeling the goodness of his tongue tracing her body like he was brushing paint on a mural. 

He slurped on her pussy lips, kissing then sucking on her clit. He had a mission to make her cum and in doing this she’d explode in no time. He grabbed her by her plump ass, pulling her temple closer. Gently, he pressed his face in it while spreading her legs wider with his hands. His tongue went as deep as it could inside of her warm spot causing her body to shutter from the erotic sensation. ShaKita held his head tight, taking in a deep breath as his tongue vibrated back and forth on her clit then delicately sketching its way back down to her warm furnace.

She moaned louder, “You’re gonna make me cum baby.”

“That’s what I wanna do,” he whispered while still tongue playing his way into her heart. Minutes later, she could feel the bottom of her feet getting warm and tingly as she tensed up trying not to lose her mind, because it felt so good.

“Daaaaaaaaamn,” she let out. “I’m cumin’. Ooooooooh my my my,” was all she could say as a satisfied smile spread across Rocky’s face.

Once he’d drained most of the juices, he pulled out his python to finish the job. Spreading her legs as wide as he could, he slid his dick inside of her.

“Goodness baby,” he said, long stroking her warm walls. Her muscles gripped his dick tight like she’d been practicing kegels all of her life. His hands slipped under her ass, making her throw it back. She gushed like a river while her body shivered from such an intense feeling.

“Sssss-ssss,” she bit down on her lip, eyes rolling back in her head. The faces that she was making only turned him on more. Her pussy was open and inviting as he continued to stroke her good. 

“Ahh, auhhh, mm-mmm,” she moaned with pleasure. “Shiiiit---iiit,” she whispered while enjoying the long slow strokes of Rocky’s dick. 

“Turn over,” he said, slapping her on the ass. He slid inside of her from the back. The juices were everlasting like a well that would never dry up. She buckled more than a few times as he applied nothing but pressure on her. Juices began to trickle down his nuts as it also splashed up against the lower part of his stomach. Nothing pleased him more than to make her squirt. The best feeling was when he could make her do it while hitting it from the back.

Rocky began pumping in and out of her at rapid speeds then slowing it back down. This only caused her to squirt even more while moaning seductively, taking the dick like a champ. In no time, he was letting it rip inside of her.

“Aaaaaaaaaah,” he whispered then kissed the small of her back with his soft lips. That only indicated that she’d given it her all and her all was definitely more than enough. No sooner than they could finish, ShaKita’s phone started ringing.

Rocky looked at her. “That’s probably your ex, finally wanting to talk.”

“Now would not be a good time.” ShaKita said as she leaned over to look at the caller ID. “Nope, it’s actually Kerry.”

“You might wanna answer it then.” Rocky said, getting up to head inside the bathroom to clean up. ShaKita hesitated, but went ahead and answered the phone.

“What’s up, Sis?”

Kerry started telling her what had happened and ShaKita sat there with the phone to her ear, speechless. When Kerry finished all she could say was, “Okay. I’m on the way.” And with that, they ended their call.

Fifteen minutes later, ShaKita was dressed and heading out the door. She didn’t know what to think after hearing that Rich had put his hands on her sister and she was now in the hospital. All she wanted to do was get there ASAP to make sure that she would be okay. Rocky had agreed to drive her there since she was too upset. They headed for the front door and when Rocky opened it to walk out, ShaKita screamed out.

“What the hell?” Rocky said as they both stood there watching a piece of paper stuck on the front door with a butcher knife. It definitely frightened an already shaken ShaKita as she stood there with her hand over her mouth. The note read…

I’m gonna show you who to play with, bitch!

But, the note was nothing compared to the four flat tires that were clearly cut with the same knife that was stuck in the door.

“Damn,” ShaKita said shaking her head. “Coco done lost her fucking mind. This bitch is psycho.”

Chapter 13

Lauren lay in the hospital bed resting peacefully. She was given a sedative to calm her nerves and to help her relax. Jamal had brought her in through the emergency entrance, frazzled and confused. She cried the entire time until they put her to sleep. Jamal sat in the chair beside the bed, rubbing on the back of her hand. He was thankful that he’d made it there in time to put a stop to Rich’s plan of really hurting her. He was also thankful that he’d put the smack down on his ass and beat him severely bloody. He was laid out on the living room floor where he left him at for the police to take him into custody.

Jamal looked up as Mr. and Mrs. Ware entered the hospital room. “Hey,” he spoke. He stood up to shake Mr. Ware’s hand, and then hugged Mrs. Ware around the neck. This was the only time that she was happy to see him. He’d saved her daughter’s life and she owed him so much for that.

“How she is?” She pondered, walking over and kissing her on the forehead. She looked the same, besides the bruises on her arm and the scars around her neck.

“She’s okay,” he said.

“What happened?” Mr. Ware asked as he stood there looking at Lauren and feeling bad for the situation that she’d gotten herself caught up in.

“I don’t know what led up to him wanting to fight her this morning, but something told me to just go by the house instead of calling to see if we could meet up later. I honestly, just wanted to see my boy. I’ve missed him like crazy.”

“I’m thankful that you did go over there,” Mrs. Ware responded.

“I didn’t know that she’d gotten in a relationship with a man that was putting his hands on her.” Jamal said.

Mr. Ware shook his head. “We had a feeling that something like this was going on, but we weren’t absolutely sure.”

“I was,” Mrs. Ware cut in.

“What I mean is that Lauren hadn’t confirmed it, but her actions had. Plus, Brandon had been acting really weird lately and didn’t want to leave her alone.”

Jamal frowned with thoughts running a thousand miles per hour. “You mean to tell me that this man put his hands on her around my son?”

“We believe so,” Mr. Ware said feeling bad that he hadn’t explained the whole situation to Jamal beforehand. “I was just hoping that you could get through to her in hopes that she’d finally leave him. Had I known it had gotten this bad, I would’ve gone over there with my gun.”

Mrs. Ware shook her head. “I’m glad you didn’t.” She said, remembering how he’d gone after two of Bianca’s ex boyfriends with his gun on two separate incidents and actually shot one of them in the upper back. Of course, the police locked him up for it, but he was later released on self defense.

“I probably would’ve killed this one.” Mr. Ware said.

“You probably would’ve,” Jamal agreed. “When I walked up on the porch, the door swung open and Lauren dashed out of it. She almost ran me over.” He said with an angry shake of the head. “The look on her face was one that I pray to never see again.”

“I can imagine,” Mrs. Ware responded.

“She was so scared that she ran right past me and to a neighbor’s house. I don’t even think it dawned on her that it was me. I guess she was trying to get somewhere to call the police, but when I saw the evil look in his eyes my instincts kicked in. I tell you, I could’ve killed that man with my bare hands. He was already bleeding before I got to him so Lauren must’ve stood up for herself, but he would’ve hurt her had he gotten his hands on her. I know it. He just had that look.

“Well, I’m glad that you got there just in time.” Mrs. Ware said. She hated that things had turned out like this, but she was thankful that it wasn’t worse. “I called Bianca and she and her husband are on the way. Brandon is to her house with Tessa. She’s keeping the kids for them.”

“Okay, as long as he’s okay then I’m good.” Jamal said with a slight smile on his face.

“Kerry is on the way over too, honey.” She said to Mr. Ware as he nodded his head.

“Jamal, do you mind stepping out in the hall with me? I just want to talk to you for a moment.” Mr. Ware said.

“No, I don’t mind.” Jamal responded. He stood up and kissed a resting Lauren on the cheek. It was clear that he loved her, but Mrs. Ware was still very unsure of their relationship.

****

Meanwhile, Bianca and Tory were just getting out of their SUV and heading inside of the hospital. Bianca was definitely upset that things had turned out the way that they had. She hadn’t said hardly anything since they’d gotten the phone call. In the back of her mind, she was wishing she had used her switch blade on that ass before they left. Then he wouldn’t have been trying to show his ass on her later.

“Are you okay?” Tory asked. He clearly knew that she was beyond pissed off about the situation.   

“Yeah, I’m good. I’m just glad that nothing worse happened to my sister. I should’ve made her come home with me last night, because I knew that Rich was dangerous. I could see it in the way he was looking when I’d gone over to pick her up. He and I got into a lil altercation, because he was trying to start with her then.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about this?” Tory asked as they stepped into the elevator.

“Because, I keep telling you baby that I can take care of myself.” She assured him then pressed the number five button as the elevator doors closed.

“Yeah, you keep saying that,” Tory said with a slight smile on his face. His wife was certainly one to hold her own and he knew it. He just had to always remind her that she wasn’t in this relationship alone.

Bianca angrily shook her head. “I’m just glad that they have his ass in custody. I heard that he was in a nearby hospital, but that he was being guarded by police. When he wakes up, they’ll be hauling his ass to jail.”

“He’s probably already there unless he was beaten up pretty badly.”

“I hope so,” Bianca said. “Then when they take his ass to jail, I hope they beat him some more.”

“You’re so mean,” Tory said with a light chuckle but he knew exactly where she was coming from. “I’m glad that I’m on your good side.”

“Heyyy,” someone called out. “Tory,” a light voice said causing Bianca and Tory to turn around to see who was calling him.

Tory was stunned as he faced the doctor that had treated him for cancer. She was a pleasantly sweet woman to him and always had a soft spot for his situation. She was also very pretty, but he was much too sick back then to even try to pursue anything with her.

“Doctor Thomas,” he said with a smile on his face. “How are you?”

“I’m good,” she said with a lovely smile back. Her dark brown hair flowed down below her shoulders and her hypnotizing hazel eyes stared at him intensely. “The question is how are you doing?”

“I’m good, never felt better.” He answered.

“I’m glad to hear that,” she responded.

Bianca cleared her throat, because apparently her presence had been forgotten about. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” She asked with an unsure smirk on her face as she looked at Tory. The woman standing there sharing small talk with her husband seemed a bit too friendly. She didn’t care anything about her having on the white colored doctor’s jacket. She just wanted to know who the broad was that had a thing for her husband.