Page 54 of Ghetto Heartstrings
“Let me call Wise and see if she with him and Marley,” he said. “And stay there until I get there.”
“Okay, cool.”
“And stay out my fucking liquor Yaya! Kema’s ass too!” He said before hanging up and calling Wise. “Assalamualaikum,” he spoke to Wise.
Wise laughed, “Man, when you gone stop this shit?”
“Never, I’mma prove all you niggas wrong one day, my change is comin’.”
“I ain’t mad at’cha nigga, what up tho?” Wise asked looking down at Marley who was unbuckling his pants getting ready to suck the shit out of his dick, he needed Perfect to hurry up and get off his phone.
“Did Brook come over there?” He asked.
“Nah, everything good?” Wise asked him.
“Yeah, it’s all good man, she left the house but she ain’t called me.”
“Oh, you know how that shit go, she probably just needed some space.” Wise suggested.
“You probably right, but she already know not to play wit a nigga like that, it don’t take nothin’ to pick up the phone and call somebody.” Perfect told him now visibly frustrated.
“Well look, if she holla at me, I’ll holla at you, chill out bro, she cool.”
“Aiight.” Perfect said before hanging up. As soon as he hung up, C2 was calling him.
“Where the fuck ya’ll niggas at? Ya’ll done had me at this girl house for three fuckin’ hours man, the fuck…come get me.”
Perfect low key forgot all about C2, but fuck that, he wasn’t turning around. “Nah, you gotta get a ride to my crib, I gotta go home real quick.”
C2 hung up in his brother’s face, that’s the only thing that was gonna stop him from snapping.
When Perfect arrived at his house, him and Boom hopped out and was greeted by Yaya and Kema. Yaya’s eyes immediately softened up when she saw Boom, only wishing that she could tell him how in love with him she really was. One of the most fucked up feelings in the world was wanting somebody who didn’t want you.
She ignored him and put her feelings to the side directing her conversation to Perfect, “See…she took her shit but she left her car, a woman don’t leave without her phone, keys, or purse, so she has what she needs, and look she didn’t even take no clothes and shit so don’t worry, she’ll be back, at least we know she ain’t ran the fuck away on us and shit.”
“I know right…” Kema agreed popping a saltine cracker in her mouth and opening up her can of Pepsi. “Fucking with ya’ll niggas we didn’t even get a chance to grab our food, what ya’ll got to eat up in here?” She asked Perfect.
“I’m almost positive you’ve already checked the fridge, the pantries, and all the cabinets in this bitch so if you ain’t find nothin’ you could eat then I guess we ain’t got shit.” Perfect chuckled trying to hide his frustration with the entire situation.
Boom sat on the couch glaring at Yaya the entire time wanting to wring her fucking neck. He hated that she had to be so fucking fine and no doubt, he still had a soft spot for her ass. He checked out her fit. She was rocking a lavender bandage dress that hugged all her curves and gripped at her plump ass. Her hair was up in a high ponytail with little tresses of hair coming down her neck and from her baby hairs. Her makeup was lightly done, and she smelled good as hell. He could tell from her look that she must’ve been planning on going out too. He looked down at her feet and noticed that she wasn’t wearing heels, she wore a pair of black Tory Burch slides but that didn’t mean shit. Women were known for doing that kind of shit andthen would get right to where they were going and be strapping them heels on right in the parking lot.
“Is it a reason you’re looking at me like that?” She asked Boom noticing the sexy glare in his high ass eyes. She couldn’t lie either, he was sitting there looking fine as fuck, even only wearing a simple pair of Givenchy jeans and a white beater exposing his muscles and tats…his dreads were hanging down his face and his perfect beard and mustache was on point.Damn,she thought to herself feeling her pussy heat up.
Perfect looked over at Kema and thought that maybe they should’ve given them a minute or two. “Kema, grab two beers out the fridge and come in the front with me, hopefully her ass pull up.”
“Um, I’m about to go excuse myself to the bathroom.” Yaya rushed off.
Kema and Perfect walked out to the front leaving them two alone in the house. When Yaya made it to the guest bathroom, the first thing she did was fill her palms with water and splash it on her face, she didn’t give a fuck about her little makeup as she grabbed a clean rag out of the closet behind her and dabbed her face to dry it. She couldn’t take it, she wanted to fuck that nigga so bad, but she didn’t want to take a chance and play herself either. Since she didn’t have on any underwear, she lifts up her dress exposing her bare bottom and rubbed her hands across her bald pussy. Slightly opening her legs, she took her finger and pressed them hard against her slippery clit. She closed her eyes and licked her lips, imagining Boom in between her legs.
She was in finger fucking heaven when her phone started ringing and the only reason she picked up was because she thought it could’ve been Brook’Lynn. She never broke her pace as she used her other hand to grab the phone off the counter and answer without looking. “Hello?”
“What’s up baby?” The deep sexy voice came through her speaker.Um Um Um, this was another nigga that was gonna be a problem.
“Hey Snake…” She spoke and licked her lips. “I don’t mean to rush you baby, but I’ll call you back in a few minutes.”
“Why, what the fuck you doin’?” His jealous ass asked her.
She pretended as though she didn’t hear him and hung up thinking, ‘You don’t even want to know’, she smirked and bit her bottom lip feeling herself about to lose it. Her clit was swollen to the max and the explosion that ruptured through her body had her weak at the knees, but she needed that shit. She was completely satisfied but that was going to have to hold her over for now until she got back to Texas and used Snake for his dick.
