Page 96 of For the Love of City
“I’m talking about this playful side of you. Of us vibing just as well outside as we did inside.”
“Shit, you could’ve had it for years if you hadn’t been so fucking stubborn.”
She shook her hand loose from mine trying to give me an attitude she knew I could easily eat right out of her. “You not gone let me live that shit down?”
“Girl, hell nah. Hiding me in the corner and shit. I’mma remind you every chance I can that was a terrible idea. Nobody puts City in a corner, baby.”
She fake pouted and that shit was not about to move me. “What happened to forgive and forget?”
“Oh, I forgave. And if I remember that night well your pussy paid that penance. But forget? I ain’t the nigga to forget a wrong, baby girl. No matter how much I love your pretty ass.”
“Guess I’m gone be on my knees asking for forgiveness again.” She was smirking, eyes glittering like two stars in the night sky because she knew what talking like that did to me. Just imagining Pretty’s mouth around my dick had him stretching and yawning from where he’d been slumbering.
“Shiiit, Porsha, we about to say fuck this food if you keep on talking like that. I’on’t give a fuck if it’s free.”
“Why not do both?”
“What you saying?”
She pointed down to the floor with a mischievous smile on her face. “This tablecloth is long enough. I’m sure I can fit underneath. Let me taste what you got waiting on me when we get back to the hotel.”
Oh, I hit the freak jackpot. What nigga wouldn’t want his dick sucked like that? “Porsha, I will have you riding my dick and not giving a fuck who walks over here. Ain’t but so many blind spots and this booth is only semi-private. You better choose your next steps carefully.”
“You don’t want to feel the back of my throat baby? My mouth is watering thinking about how soft and hard you feel when you're fucking my face.” Porsha’s ass was moaning like she was getting ready to come thinking about tasting my dick.
“Porsha Nicole, I swear you're playing with fire right now.”
“And yet I’m sitting here unburned by it all. I wanna see why they call you City. You gone run your mouth or feel mine?” She was watching me looking as though she didn’t care which I chose, which we both knew was a lie.
Another challenge I knew she wasn’t going to have an issue exceeding. My hand went to my belt as I nodded toward the table. “Gone ‘head make me feel you, Pretty.”
Porsha knew that I knew what she was doing. And I didn’t give a fuck. That was the one thing about having a woman like her: she was hood as fuck and wasn’t going to bat an eye about me needing to handle some shit. The little tongue-lashing she gave me at dinner was just the appetizer for the night. We saved the main course and dessert for when we got back to the suite. I thought I was creeping out thinking I’d fucked her into a coma but before I could get out of the room good I heard her tell me to be safe.
If she had her way she’d want to be with me, but she knew I wasn’t going for that shit. I might want a chick that understood my other side, but the last thing I wanted to do was to pull her into it. Protecting my queen at all costs was a lesson I would never play with.
I wish I would’ve known that Link worked at this restaurant. That shit was luck. I had already made plans to end his ass on this trip. Man and I had already spoken about the logistics but the shit wasn’t supposed to happen for a few more days. The last thing I needed was Porsha getting in her feelings while we were in town and his disappearance made the news. Never should’ve doubted my girl. She hated that nigga and clearly wasn’t bothered about his living or dying.
I let Man know that he was in my sights and he had no issues moving up the time. Especially because of how it was going tobenefit him. Porsha’s brother was assisting in this, which meant theConsortiumand its affiliates would owe him. The only thing Man wanted from me was for Porsha to be good. That was the talk that we came to have. I wasn’t going to let him be that selfless. He wanted information on who set up his father to die the night he was killed. It was still unsolved and the only angle they had was robbery because of how his money was taken. Since Man had stepped up for the family but had also gotten out of the game, there wasn’t a lot on the illegal side that they could do. But making sure that he was straight financially with the non-profit he ran outside of his business was a given. Man didn’t know it but the next five years of his projects were going to be fully funded by the end of the night.
It’s good as hell to have the mafia owe you a favor.
The spot we were in was one of the locations that he used to house overflow materials. In preparation for the task, the building had been sold a month ago and put into the name of a holding company so if he was ever looked at for this nigga disappearing, they wouldn’t be able to search this property.
Not like they’d find anything anyway.
And now I was looking at Porsha’s past while planning her future. I needed to get this door closed as soon as I could. This nigga was bitter about how she moved on and leveled up while his life went to shit. It was his own fault, because had he been worth a damn he’d be the one reaping the benefits and adding to her life.
Gotta love a nigga who fumbles his own bag and you come sweep that shit up like a jackpot after a good throw.
“Aye you know what’s wild bruh? I was just asking some niggas about you. Not even on somelet me get the info so I can lay this nigga down permanentlytype shit. Just needed to know about you so I could get the measure of the man, you feel me? And you know what I found out?”
I was standing in front of this nigga who was standing solemnly in front of me. He wasn’t chained up or tied down because the red dots aimed at his chest kept his ass from moving.
“Who cares what you think you know.” Link shuffled his feet and I found it funny that at damn near forty he was shuffling his size elevens like a child.
“Oh, you tough? Well, hear thisBilly Bad Bitch, there’s a price on your head. Snitching ass nigga. I thought you were just snitching on niggas that you let dabble in your booty hole or vice versa, but nah, it goes further than that. That’s how you managed to get out this last time. Hustling was over cause nobody would touch you since you can’t be an effective drug dealer even if you're surrounded by fiends. Your stupid ass walked right up and sold to an undercover.”
He lifted his eyes from where he’d been studying the floor like it held the secrets of the natural world. Link’s features were tight and he glanced around at the other people in the room. His eyes fell on Man and the embarrassment on his face increased.
