Page 14 of Chrome

Me: Nah, we’ll come up. Just meet us at the top of the stairs.

Tapping Onyx on her shoulder, I said, “Come on, bestie. They got a section upstairs.”

We hopped down off the stools and danced our way to the stairwell. The people were respectful enough to make way for us as we passed by. I could see myself stopping through here again if the folk were mellow like this. Another set of bouncers stood at the top of the stairs, and we pointed to Amy, who was making her way over. He stepped to the side and let us through the velvet ropes.

Amy was in a light blush pink dress with the strap heels to match. She was built like a ghetto barbie, but she looked damn good. You wouldn’t think she was in her mid-thirties from first glance. She gave them young hoes a run for their money much like me and bestie.

“Y’all look cute, KoKo,” she complimented while hugging us both.

“Thanks girl. This is my best friend, Onyx. She’s from Atlanta as well. Has Sadie and Daria got here yet?” I questioned looking pass her for my girls.

“Yeah, they got here like ten minutes ago. Come on. Oh, and nice to meet you Onyx.”

“Same boo,” bestie responded.

She ushered us over to the third section on the left-hand side of the floor. I noticed the first two had a reserved sign on them. That let me know someone would be joining us before the night was over. I was very observant of my surroundings, especially in a place I didn’t. have a clue about.

“KoKo!” My crew screamed my name as soon as they saw me making me feel like I was wanted. They each stood and gave both me and Onyx hugs. I introduced her to the girls the way I did for Amy and before I knew it, the shots were rolling.

When me and my bestie stepped out, it was always a time. However, we had the girls with us this time and they were showing us a hell of a time. It wasn’t the first time Sadie and Daria kicked it with us, so they knew the vibes.

The DJ was doing his thing spinning all the jams but when he played Chris Brown’s “Under the Influence,” I wanted nothing more than to grind on a nigga and show him Megan wasn’t the only bitch with good knees. With the liquor flowing through my veins, I walked to the edge of the railing with Sadie and did my shit. She was as good as it would get speaking that she was gay and a stud.

“Yassssss! Fuck it up best friend!” Onyx yelled, giving me a boost.

“Okay, KoKo! Work that hoe!” Henny chimed.

I had the biggest smile on my face as I threw ass on Sadie. We danced on each other all the time back home, so this was nothing new for her. She had a hold of my hips and moved to my rhythm making sure to catch everything thrown. It was sad that she could handle me better than Houston’s dumbass ever could and all we were doing was having a good time.

“I know y’all in here having a good time but give it up for the BMG crew for stopping through. Chrome, first round on me nigga!”

The DJ cut the music for a quick second to welcome the same disturbing crew of niggas from the alley. I rolled my eyes and kept dancing when he gave the music back. I wasn’t about to let them fuck up my night. I had a hell of a buzz and was feeling myself. It wasn’t shit they could do or say to me to stop that.

Me and Sadie stayed on the floor for another song which was “Easy” from DaniLeigh and Chris Brown. The DJ was in his bag spinning that nigga back to back like that. The grind continued and for some reason I felt like somebody was burning a fuckin’ hole in the side of my face or something. I looked to the side and Chrome stood there eyeing me like he could devour me in one setting if I allowed him.

I stood and we damn near had a face off. However, Onyx caught the exchange and read him like a book. She called out what he really wanted, and I couldn’t help but feed into her bullshit.

“He ain’t ready for all that ass best friend. Show that nigga who the fuck you is!” she yelled.

I sauntered over to him and began to throw my shit to that new Gelo and GloRilla“Can You Please.”I only knew half these songs due to Melanie playing them all around the house or in the car. I allowed her to have her creative lane being an artist and all. This one little song she played often, and it grew on me.

He held the same grip as Sadie did, but he moved better. He was following me with every roll and turn. His crew stood to the side and watched us both give the crowd a show. With a hand around my neck, he worked my body as if we were the only two in this muthafucka and I couldn’t deny that the wetness between my thighs was because of him.

I knew I was drunk when I allowed his young ass to put his lips on me. He kissed my neck softly as we grinded through another jam. It wasn’t until Lauren came over and stopped the ongoing show that I realized the many glares from the women below. I was so in my zone and actually having fun with Chrome’s ass.

“I know you tired, boss lady, come cool off and sip for a lil’ bit.” Lauren grabbed me by the hand and went to pull me away from Chrome when he snatched me back.

“Nah., that ain’t even ‘bout to go down. She where she supposed to be,” he said confidently wrapping his arm around my waist.

“The show’s over baby boy. You got folk waiting on you,” I said pointing to his crew. They had dispersed and filled up the two reserved sections the second Lauren interrupted us.

“Them niggas grown and can entertain themselves. You on the other hand, you got a nigga attention. I ain’t ready to turn you loose just yet.”

I liked the way he spoke with so much authority. He was young but he had this aura that surrounded him that I hadn’t seen in a man in a long ass time. From the way his gaze stayed locked in on mine to the way he gently held me hostage. He wanted me near him, and I definitely understood why. I worked his ass on the dance floor and probably had his ass thinking ‘bout all the positions he could have me in.

“Chrome—"

“Look at you, Ma, already calling a nigga name and all I did was dance with you,” he said cutting me off.

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