Thug Lovin' (17 page)

Trae lay on the bed, rested his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. When he opened them again Tasha was standing at
the foot of the bed.

“Baby, let me introduce you to Mysterious.”

Tasha had arranged to have her wait in the room next door. Mysterious wore a mask that covered half her face. She had Tasha’s
rich brown complexion and was the same weight and height. Her hair was twisted up into a ponytail and she had red and white
glitter sprinkled throughout her hair. She was trembling as she undid her trench coat and allowed it to fall to the floor.
She wore a red teddy, stockings, garter belt and stilettos just like Tasha. She was fine.

“Put your tongue back into your mouth, baby. You are not fucking her, so sorry to burst your bubble. The rules of this game
is she is not to contact us ever again, she’s only here to give you extra pleasure, and again you are not allowed to touch
her or fuck her. That’s what I’m here for. Comprende, big pimpin’?”

“Let me get this straight. I’m—”

“What part of
you ain’t gonna fuck her or touch her
didn’t you understand?” Tasha cut him off. “Now are you going to let me do me or what?”

“It’s your show and from what I can tell I don’t have a choice in the matter.” Trae couldn’t believe what was happening.

“You damned right you don’t.”

Tasha dropped her robe and sixty-nined Trae. He immediately began sucking on her pussy. She took his dick into her mouth and
Mysterious began sucking on his balls. If her sister and brother had known she was doing this they would have killed her.
But shit, five hundred for two hours of work? She wasn’t complaining. Her main job was to suck balls and toes and lick ass
cracks until Trae couldn’t hold back anymore.

Damn, I know I’m halfway good at what I do but how this nigga can hold back a nut for this long is beyond me. I see why this
bitch said I couldn’t fuck him and if I ever tried to contact him she would kill me,
Mysterious thought as she stood up and was preparing to leave. Her two hours were up. She didn’t want to and couldn’t believe
that she was feeling like this.

Tasha was wrapped up in Trae’s arms and was spent; she had had at least four orgasms.

“Hold up,” Trae said to Mysterious. “Don’t leave yet.” Mysterious wanted to jump with glee.

“Trae, don’t even think about it,” warned Tasha.

He studied Mysterious closely before saying, “I want her to do something for me. I ain’t finished with you yet.” He leaned
over and began sucking on Tasha’s nipples.

Mysterious was elated, on fire and dying to hop on Trae’s big black dick. She was hoping that she was getting ready to get
the opportunity.
Damn, could he get it up again?
she wondered
. The bitch is being so selfish, she won’t even let me suck his dick. She is on him like white on rice.

Mysterious watched as he lovingly kissed Tasha and played with her pussy. She watched in greedy anticipation as his dick sprang
to life. She couldn’t help but lick her lips. She sat in the chair in front of the bed and not even realizing it began playing
with her pussy.

Trae got up first and sat on the edge of the bed.
Damn.
He looked like a god to her.

“Tasha baby, come here and sit in big daddy’s lap,” he instructed while keeping his eyes on Mysterious.

Mysterious could tell that Tasha was worn out but she still looked hungry and obviously loved pleasing her man. Mysterious
wished she had a man who loved her more than she loved him, which she could see was the deal with these two. She watched in
jealousy as Trae stroked his dick and Tasha seductively crawled to the edge of the bed. She went to suck his dick but he stopped
her and guided her to sit in his lap with her back to his chest. Mysterious watched in anticipation as Tasha straddled him
and the dick disappeared up in her pussy. She was so agitated that she couldn’t bring herself to come. She wanted Trae to
watch her masturbate but he was too into wifey.

Tasha’s head was thrown back and her eyes rolled up toward the back of her head as she slowly rode Trae.

He pointed to Mysterious.

“Come do her.”

“What?” Tasha moaned but didn’t stop grinding on his dick.

Mysterious crawled over to the bed.

“I got this,” he told her. He nodded to Mysterious, who began blowing on Tasha’s clit. The ladies at Divine Escort Service
had taught her well.

Tasha grabbed Mysterious’s hair in an attempt to stop her. But Trae moved her hand.

“Relax, baby.” He dug into Tasha’s pussy even deeper, causing her to tremble.

Mysterious began sucking on Tasha’s pussy.

“I don’t… want… no… bitch… eat. Oh, shit,” she groaned. “Trae ssttop… wait.”

Trae was trying to hit that G-spot as he watched Mysterious eat his wife. He couldn’t wait to replay this tape.

“Fuck,” he gritted. Tasha was screaming as Trae felt his nut coming and Tasha was already coming. “Keep licking her,” he growled
to Mysterious and he gripped Tasha tighter and shot a huge load up into her.

Tasha fainted.

The next morning, as they were leaving the hotel, Trae stopped by the gift shop and bought Tasha a teddy bear.

“What’s this for?” Tasha asked him through a stifled yawn. She was worn out.

“Since when have you asked me what a gift was for?” He started the car and leaned over to get a kiss. “This is for that wonderful
Valentine’s Day.”

“This is all I get?” Tasha teased.

“You are so damned spoiled. You know yo ass celebrate Valentine’s all year-round.”

“Yeah, and that’s the only reason I ain’t trippin’.”

“But I bet you won’t be able to top this Valentine’s.”

“Nigga, you said that last year. I’m hip to your reverse psychology.”

Trae gave her that dazzling grin. “You love me or what?”

“You know I do. And don’t think about contacting that ho from last night!”

“Aww, man!” Trae acted as if he were hurt. “Yo, I’m ready to go pick up my Maybach.” Trae pulled off and headed home.

M
arvin, it is one o’clock in the morning on a Sunday night and the club is closed. Where are you and why aren’t you home? Aisha
has been asking me why are you gone so much.”

“Baby.” Marvin’s voice was low and raspy. “I’ll be there in a few,” he told her.

“Guess what, Marvin? You said that last night and the night before!” Kyra snapped.

“For real. I’ll be there in a few!” He hung up.

Little did he know that Kyra was already dressed and on her way to go get him.

“Zip up your jacket, Aisha.”

“Okay, Mommy. Can I take my Bratz doll?”

“Yes. Let Mommy get her keys. And hurry up.”

Kyra snatched up her keys, her purse and some mace. She turned out the lights and headed out.

“Where are we going, Mommy?” Aisha asked while being thrilled by the night lights and night sounds.

“I told you. We’re going to pick up Daddy. Roll your window up.”

“Aww, Mom.”

“Aisha,” Kyra snapped.

“Okay, Mommy.” She pouted as she watched the window close.

Kyra stuck in the lecture tape from her last physics class. She had a test coming up and she was barely halfway prepared,
thanks to Marvin and his recent antics. She had followed him to this house just the other night so she knew exactly where
she was going. She felt she needed to put a stop to this shit right now.

They drove for another twenty minutes before hitting the ’hood.It was all the way live. Children were outside as if it were
noon, folks were sitting on their porches and of course the feens and hustlers were in full effect. The only thing that slowed
the night up for a good minute was the sound of gunshots in the distance.

Aisha spotted Marvin’s truck before Kyra did. “There go my daddy’s truck,” she squealed with glee.

“I see it, baby. I’m going to pull up into the driveway.”

“Whose house is this?”

“It’s more of your daddy’s relatives. C’mon, baby.”

They both got out of the car. Kyra grabbed her hand and they climbed the cement stairs. NWA’s “Gangsta Gangsta” was booming
through the sound system. She heard laughter and smelled the weed. A fire truck was blaring in the distance. Aisha squeezed
her mother’s hand tighter as Kyra rang the bell.

“It’s okay, baby.” Kyra honestly hoped as she rang the bell again.

“Okay, okay, damn.” A tall, slim, older woman came to the door. She looked as if she had definitely been around the block
several times. She looked at the little girl and then back at Kyra before opening the door.

“I’m here for my husband, Marvin.”

“You didn’t have to come to my home. Me and Blue ain’t fuckin’!”

“After seeing you, there’s no doubt in my mind that y’all aren’t. Number one, you’re too old. Marvin likes them young. Number
two, your feet are too big. He has this thing about a woman’s feet being over a size seven. He said some shit about his daughters
not having big feet. You must be his get-high buddy. So if you were a young bitch with small feet, then I’d be worried.” Kyra
smirked.

Just then Marvin’s cousin Lo came to the door. “MiMi, who dat be?” He had his hand on his waist, ready to go for his burner.
When he saw Kyra he broke into a wide grin and then it quickly turned into a frown. He knew Marvin was busted. “Cousin, come
on in.” He pushed the door all the way open. “What y’all doing out here this time of night?”

“What’s up, Lo?” She rolled her eyes at MiMi. “I’m glad somebody got some manners around here.”

“This is my house. I don’t have to have any damn manners.” MiMi rolled her eyes and walked away.

“Where’s Marvin, Lo? I need to speak to him.” She and Aisha remained on the porch. “Tell him me and his daughter are outside.”

“Come on in, Cousin. Don’t pay her any mind. She always had a crush on Marvin,” Lo said as he went into a nod, but immediately
shook it off. He was now scratching his arm.

“Tell Marvin to come outside, Lo. I know he’s in here so don’t even think about trying to cover for him.”

Lo scratched his head and disappeared.

Kyra and Aisha went back down the stairs and stood by the car. A few minutes later Marvin came out of the house with a surprised
look on his face.

“Daddy.” Aisha bolted, ran off and jumped into Marvin’s arms.

He rained kisses all over her face, causing her to giggle. “What’s up, baby girl. It is way past your bedtime.”

“I know. It’s real, real, real late but Mommy said we had to come and get you.”

“I see.” He kissed her again and put her in the backseat.

Kyra noticed that he had a fresh haircut, he was clean-shaven and his clothes were neatly pressed. He swooped her up and plopped
her on the hood of the car. He kissed her nice and slow, damn near making her forget why she was out in the streets of LA
at two in the morning.

“Baby girl, I told you I was coming home. You got my baby in harm’s way as well as yourself. What was so urgent that couldn’t
wait?”

“Wait how much longer, Marvin? You’ve been gone for three days. We want you to come home.”

“I was on my way.” He kissed his wife again. This time it was so good that she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Yeah, right,” Kyra moaned as he pulled her to the edge of the car so that she could feel his hard-on.

“Tell Daddy what’s that supposed to mean.” He squeezed her ass while making her grind on his dick.

She kissed him, playing and sucking on his tongue. Then went to kissing his neck, rubbing her nose up and down his neck and
chest.

“You forgot we are one and the same, baby. You practically raised me, Marvin. I can taste it. I smell it. It’s all in your
pores, Marvin.” Just then a gold kitted-out Caddy came to a screeching halt at the end of the driveway. “You ready, Blue?”
That was the nickname Marvin’s West Coast relatives had given him.

Kyra held on to Marvin even tighter. He checked out the car. “Where the fuck am I supposed to ride, on the roof? Y’all niggas
packed in there. And say what’s up to Kyra.”

“Oh, my bad. How you doin,’ Mrs. Blue? What’s up?’’ the other voices said.

Aisha’s head popped up. She wanted to see all of the action. Kyra just waved at them.

“Come on, man. Let’s roll out,” the driver of the Caddy yelled.

Marvin looked at Kyra and Aisha. Then back at the car full of homies and relatives.

“We droppin’ Skip off so it’ll be room for you.” Chuck nodded. “C’mon, man, you said you wanted to do this.”

Kyra was massaging his back and whispering in his ear, “Don’t go, baby. Come home with us. Your wife and daughter need you
to come home.”

Marvin kissed and hugged Kyra the way only Marvin could do. “Baby girl, I’ll be home in a couple of hours. I promise.” He
kissed Aisha on the cheek and sprinted for the Caddy.

Kyra knew right then and there that she had lost him.

Who is this laying on my bell like this?
Sabeerah reluctantly got up from her desk. She was almost finished with the new sketch she was working on. She peered out
of the peephole and jumped back. The bell rang again. She peeped out again and held her breath. All she could do was stare.
Boing.
Sabeerah jumped. She then ran to the mirror and smoothed back her ponytail and fixed her shirt and shorts. She took a deep
breath and cracked the door. Trae pushed it all the way open. She then watched as he stepped inside and closed the door behind
him. He looked around the living room and then waltzed through the kitchen. He came out and when she saw that he was heading
for her bedroom she jumped in front of him.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Somebody back there?”

“No, but you can’t just come in here going through everything. I don’t know you like that.”

“I can’t tell,
Mysterious.
You end up at my hotel suite on Valentine’s Day. You obviously know more than you are letting on. Tell me why I shouldn’t
make you disappear?”

“You knew who I was?” Sabeerah panicked.

“Not at first.”

“Make me disappear? Oh my God. I swear, I was just as surprised as you were. I work part-time for an escort service and they
told me the client looked through the pictures and she chose me.”