Page 60 of Juice

“No.” I shook my head defiantly. Julius was full of shit, and I wasn’t ‘bout to fall for his shit.

Taking me by the chin the nigga leaned in and sucked my top lip into his mouth. For a second, I just sat there, praying that he would let me go. When he twirled his tongue in and out of my mouth my stupid ass gave in and kissed him back.

Julius ran his hand between my thighs and cupped my pussy. “This shit mine Nariah. Another nigga can’t fuck you the way I can.” He said in between pecks before deepening the kiss. Letting go of my chin Julius broke the kiss and wrapped his hand around my throat. “Yo pussy wet ain’t it. I can smell her.” The way he sucked my flesh between his teeth had me squirming.

“Julius.” I moaned.

“Just like I thought.” He whispered into my ear before pulling back. “When you go see that nigga tell him you’re welcome. I know he can’t get it wet like I can.” Smirking, he winked before walking off.

“Stupid ass nigga!” I yelled. “Fuck you!”

“Tell yo nigga to fuck like me!” He retorted and humped the air.

Julius dumb ass had left me with a soaked thong. My ass was pissed that I even let that nigga get that close to me. Now I had to go home and rub one out before I could pull up on Dip.

Following behind Lox, me and my girls fought our way through the crowd trying to get to our suite. Tonight was Birthday Bash,and my baby daddy was performing. At first, I wasn’t going to go because not only was Julius performing but so was Flocco. Julius told me more than once the night I admitting to sleeping with him that he was going to beat his ass, and I wanted no parts of that shit. It didn’t make it no better that his ignorant ass got on social media and basically let it be known that he was gunning for Flocco. Instead of that stupid ass nigga ignoring Julius he fed right into the bullshit. The two of them had exchanged words and threats of gun play.

The only reason I ended up changing my mind to begin with was ‘cause Lariah and Kiara had come into town and was begging me to go. Lariah knew hanging out with me came with certain perks and since she wasn’t trying to drop no money for the concert her best bet was to convince me to come. I hit Tito up with the plans to which he let me know he would have a suite waiting for us.

By the time we made it to our suite Tito and Julius was already in there fucking up the food that I’d ordered.

“Don’t you niggas got some manners?” Lariah fussed. Slapping Julius on the hand she closed the lid on the wings. “What time are you hitting the stage?”

Instead of responding to her Julius tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and ran his eyes up and down my body, gawking at me like I was a piece of meat. I’d been intentionally avoiding him since that incident outside of Andretti’s. I really wanted to pull up and put this cat in his face, but I wasn’t ready to get sucked back up in his world.

“What’s up Nari? You doing that shit tonight ain’t ya twin.” He flirted and pointed at my breast. “Them look good.”

I had on a fitted black jumpsuit that I ordered from Fashion Nova and black heart shaped pasties covering my nipples. I paired the jump suit with a black pair of Versace platform sandals and black heart shaped sunglasses.

“Something light.” I smiled.

“It’s light alright. Neck and wrist shining just like I taught you.” He boasted, talking about the iced-out jewelry I wore.

“Um um.” Lariah cleared her throat. “This a thing?”

“Absolutely not.” I tongued my cheek.

“Nawl. Ms. Nariah in them streets. I’m just admiring my canvas.” Julius winked before swaggering off.

“Bitch.” She leaned over and bumped me with her shoulder. “Juice want you back.”

Sliding my shades up from my face I shrugged. “He’s never stopped wanting me.”

“Y’all really are twins.” Lariah laughed. “Came out the house wearing the same necklace and bracelet.

A few years ago, Julius had bought us a matching Cuban necklace and bracelet set. The only time he took his off was to get it clean. Me on the other hand, I only pulled mine out on certain occasions and tonight it just went with my outfit. Tossing my curls over my shoulder I crowed. “Great minds think alike. I need a drink...bad.”

Popping open the bottle of Tequila I poured some in a cup and stood off to the side watching the scene in front of me. Really, I was checking Julius out. Pulling my shades back down so I wouldn’t get caught eye fucking my baby daddy, I crossed my arms and took him in from head to toe.

Julius wore a tan Amiri t-shirt, Army fatigue shorts, a brown Amiri hat, and a pair of white Air Force One’s. The nigga looked damn good, and he fucking knew it. I guess he could feel me watching him ‘cause he paused mid conversation and winked at me. I couldn’t do shit but laugh and shake my head.

We were less than a month away from Jude’s birthday trip and I had to get my shit together. If I kept on playing with fire my ass was gon’ end back up in bed with the devil.

“Might as well quit torturing yaself.” Tito said from beside me.

Turning my cup up, I took a sip and asked. “Whatever do you mean?”

“You and that nigga. Both y’all playing hard to get when it’s clear it’s still some feelings there.”

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