Page 38 of Walk Thru The Fire

“DeLuca!” I heard the guard call my name, letting me know it was time for me to get my shit and go. I couldn’t wait to get out this hell hole. It’s not like I had a terrible experience or no shit like that. I was just ready to be back on the outside. It was only so much that I could do inside, but I always did what I could. I had my pops and brothers handling the shit that I couldn’t, but I made sure to make my presence known as much as I could. I also had Mel. She was a great asset during my bid. She was a chickthat I knew from the outside that I was fuckin’ with heavy. I had a girl at the time, Shayna, but I wasn’t feeling the shit no more. Her parents thought I wasn’t good enough for her because of the shit they thought they knew about me and my family. I didn’t give a fuck about what they thought, but that eventually caused a strain on our relationship. Instead of breaking things off with her, I started fucking on other girls. Hell, I was seventeen at the time and had plenty time to settle down. That’s what I thought until I ran into Mel at the mall. She stood out among the group of girls she was with. Maybe because she was the loudest. Either way, I had to have her. Approaching her, I introduced myself and we exchanged numbers. From that day, we were inseparable until I got locked up. I didn’t reach out to her or have my brother find her. I felt like it would’ve been selfish of me to drag her into my shit. So, I bowed out. Shortly after I got locked up, Buck told me that Shayna moved. I couldn’t worry about that shit, either. I had ten years to sit, and I needed to have my mind right and not worry about what was going on in the outside world. That was until a few years into my bid, Mel started working at the prison. It was a complete coincidence, but one I appreciated. She gave me hell at first, even though she found out that I didn’t ghost her. She just liked being difficult. That shit lasted all of three months of her being here before I had her back in my good graces and on my dick. We continued our relationship behind the walls but didn’t let anyone know besides one of the male guards that I was cool with since I got there. Our families eventually found out because, ironically, our siblings ran across each other. Now that I was home, a lot of shit can and will change.

“It’s safe to say that your family was happy to see you. I think your mama was a lil’ disappointed when you said you weren’t staying there.” Mel and I were now back at her place, well, our place. I’ve been paying the bills in this muthafucka for years.

“She was,” I chuckled. “but she understood. I’ll go see them again tomorrow. I gotta meet my pops and brothers, anyway.”

“Straight to it, huh?” she sounded vexed that I wasn’t gone be in the house, but now that I was out, I had to show my face in a couple of places.

“Straight to it, but first I need to get straight to this.” I took no time undressing Mel and carrying her into the bathroom. I already slid up in her once I was released but since my time and space weren’t limited, I was gone take full advantage of it.

I carried her to the bathroom and sat her on the sink top and attacked her lips and neck.

“Sss…Kilo,” she cooed at my touch. That only drove me to keep going. I ventured further and nipped her nipple while I squeezed her breast. I didn’t bother spending too much time there when I was trying to get to my favorite place. Now I was down on my knees with her legs thrown over my shoulders and my face stuffed between her thighs.

“Oh…my…shit,” she stammered. I wasn’t letting up until I got my fill and she knew that. I couldn’t eat her pussy as often as I wanted inside, so now she’s about to get all this work. Her legs started trembling, indicating that she was about to cum. Quickly detaching myself, I started rubbing her clit feverishly until she was squirting everywhere.

“Ahh…mmm…shit,” she sniveled.

“Damn right.” I looked down at my handy work and smirked. I hope she didn’t think I was gone let her catch her second wind because I wasn’t. She was about to be in for a long night and get all this dick.

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The next morning, I woke up early so I could get my day started. Mel was still asleep, which was expected. I literally had her asshollering and cumming until about four this morning. I was used to getting up early, so it didn’t bother me. Once I took a shower, I grabbed the phone that Mel had already copped for me along with the keys to the new Sports Platinum Escalade. I wanted everything to be in place when I got home, so I didn’t have to shit ’round and wait for shit and she made it happen. After making sure I was straight, I kissed Mel and headed out. Me and my brothers agreed to meet at D.E. at ten, so I was right on time when I pulled up. When I headed inside, I was greeted by Stacks and our pops.

“Wassup, bro?” I hugged my little brother before doing the same with my pops.

“Ain’t shit. I’m surprised you made it.” He laughed.

“Shit, she’ll be there when I get back.” I shrugged. “Where that nigga Buck at?” I asked.

“That nigga always late and be talkin’ shit. Watch he blame Goldie and Benny,” Stacks mentioned, causing me and pops to laugh.

“Fuck you, Jackson. You keep forgetting I got a fuckin’ family at home. Worry ’bout yo’ house, nigga. Not mine.” Buck walked in the room talking shit as usual. “And you’re probably on time to get away from Mel’s annoying ass.” He smirked.

“I done told you ’bout that shit. Don’t make me fuck you up, Lincoln.”

“Fuck you, Franklin.” He grinned.

“Y’all finished?” Pops interjected. He didn’t say shit because he was just happy to have his son’s back together again.

“That’s that nigga.” He pointed at me.

“Anyway. Welcome home, son,” Pops acknowledged. “I would say let me get you up to speed but you ain’t missed a beat. I’ll turn over the contracts and everything that you had going on to you. Rachel will have them in your office later on.”

I nodded.

“I’ll take a few days to check ‘em out. I’ll jump back into work mode on Monday. This weekend, we celebrate. Ain’t that right, lil bro?”

“Hell yeah. I want a gift too, nigga. If you can buy cars and houses from prison, yo’ ass can get me some shit. I want some good shit, too,” Stacks asserted. He’s definitely been hanging with Buck too much.

“You been left unattended wit’ this nigga too much.” I laughed. “But I got you, baby bro.”

“Fuck you, Franklin. While you buying gifts and shit, I need a few,” Buck interjected.

“A few?”

“Hell yeah. I need one for settling down. One for becoming a father. An engagement one, and a wedding gift,” he stated like he was right.

“Nigga, you ain’t even married yet. The fuck on somewhere.” We all laughed at his dumb ass because he just knew the shit made sense.

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