Page 72 of Heart of a Savage
I shrugged. “Doesn’t matter.”
“You get a front row seat of niggas dancing at your club every night, you don’t need me.”
“Fuck them niggas. I want to seeyoudance. If you’re scared, I understand.” I smiled as he smiled back.
“A’ight, fuck it. I ain’t never backed down from a challenge. If you lose, you do the same.”
“Bet.” I held out my palm and he took it, kissing my hand.
“Prepare to make that ass clap, mamas.”
I laughed as we decided to play Jenga first. We tossed back shot after shot and continued to vibe as we played through the games. I tried to distract him by feeling him up, but he was too focused on winning that he didn’t know I was cheating when we started playing poker. We were tied in two games. He won Jenga and Trouble, and I won dominoes and poker. The only game left to play was Connect Four, and I knew for a fact I was going to win.
And I did.
I drunkenly shouted, “Take them clothes off, homie!”
“You cheated.”
“Just a lil’ bit.” I giggled; something I found myself doing a lot around him.
“I would have taken my clothes off without the games, Juicy. If you wanted to see me naked, you could have just said that.”
“Nahh, I want you to tease me.” I pulled out the chair sitting next to the fireplace and placed it in the center of the living room. I dimmed the lights, then took a seat. Scrolling through my playlist, I asked, “What song do you want to dance to?”
“Give me this shit.” He snatched my phone, and I sat smiling, feeling triumphant.
Jodeci’s “Freek’n You” queued as he slowly walked toward me. His body rolled as he thrust his hips while sliding off his shirt. His moves were subtle and surprisingly tasteful. As if I weren’t already wet from earlier when he aroused me, I had a damn tsunami in my panties now.
“Whoa!” I yelped when he lifted me from the chair, making me wrap my legs around his neck.
I could feel him planting kisses on my inner thighs. He then placed me on the couch and removed the rest of his clothes in slow motion, until he was down to his briefs. His dick print looked like it was ready to burst through and attack me. I leaned forward, sliding them down, and swirling my tongue around the head of it.
He drew in a sharp breath when I took him into my mouth. I moved my head to the music, stopping ever so often to suck his balls.
Drunk shit.
I’d never sucked a nigga’s balls before. There was just something about this dick and the man that it was attached to that made me step outside of myself and do things I’d never done before. I wanted to cut his dick off and put it in my purse for emergency purposes.
“Shit, Juice… You trying to pull a hundred K out my account?”
“A hundred K? Nah, let’s make it a million.”
“Done.”
I laughed as he ripped my clothes off and proceeded to blow my damn mind.
I didn’t know what the future held for me with this man. All I knew was that nobody was getting this dick or him as long as we both shall live.
“So,no one got any information out of him?” I asked the street crew as we sat inside the basement of one of the trap houses.
There was a total of fifteen of my father’s top soldiers present. Each one of them oversaw every county my father ran in the metro area. I wanted to give them a chance to get to Mont, since they were in the field, before I called on the twins. I knew what calling them would mean, but since the street soldiers were only able to get to the nigga responsible for taking the shipment, it proved they couldn’t get the job done and over with quickly. There was also the fact that somebody in this room with us had a hand in the robbery.
One of them knew something.
One of them was about to die tonight.
“He wouldn’t talk. We tortured him for hours,” Reno spoke up.
