Page 26 of The Hood's Finest: Jersey & Mylani
“Yes, ma’am, he is.” She simpered. “You have a beautiful home, by the way.”
“Thank you, sweetie.”
“Boys, I need to talk to y’all for a minute. Excuse us, ladies. We’ll be right back.” My pops led the way to his office, and I already knew what this was about.
“So, who wants to explain this shit to me first?”
“Pops, I’m on it. Whoever this nigga is, is smarter than I thought. I had Maceo unscramble the footage, but the person was dressed in all black and wore a mask. I had him trace the tag from the getaway car, and that shit hit a dead end.”
“Y’all ain’t had no beef you’re not telling me about?” my pops asked. He knew that we always kept our hands clean unless it was necessary. Shit had been cool, so this shit was baffling.
“Nah, shit been quiet. It’s like this shit popped up outta nowhere,” Memphis chimed in.
“Alright. I want y’all to be extra careful and keep your eyes and ears open. I may not be on y’all’s level, but I don’t have a problem showing a muthafucka that I came out the same hood y’all did.”
“We got you, Pops. We’re on it,” I assured.
We finished going over a few more business details with our pops before we rejoined the ladies. Dinner went by smoothly, and I was happy about that. I hadn’t brought a girl home since high school. Shanna hadn’t even been to dinner with my parents. I just brought her by because my mom wanted to meet her, and that was it. Making Mylani my girl seemed to work out in both our favors, and I was cool with that. As long as she was solid, she’d never have to worry about a thing.
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Honcho
I couldn’t wait until I knocked that cocky muthafucka Jersey on his ass. That nigga made my nuts itch. He walked ’round here acting as if he was the shit, and that alone made me hate his ass. The night he came to Shanna’s house, I wanted him to see my face. I wanted him to see me, so when I killed his ass, he would know I was right under his nose all along.
Meeting Shanna wasn’t a coincidence. I knew exactly who she was. I’d done my research before bringing my ass up here. Jersey and his brothers ran every fucking thing. Even shit people didn’t know about, they had their hands in it. I needed to come up with a half mil or be a dead nigga. I refused to be the latter, so I came up here to rob these niggas and bounce. If I had to kill them, so be it. I got close to Shanna thinking that she could lead me to some shit, but her ass was just as clueless as I was. She didn’t even know where the nigga really lived, and they shared a whole ass kid.
“Yo, how long you think this shit gonna last? These niggas gonna catch on sooner or later, and the shit ain’t gonna be pretty when they do,” my brother Maurice uttered.
“Nigga, shut the fuck up with all that whining. I can handle this shit by myself since you so damn scary. The spot we hit only had about ten bands in it, so it’s clear that’s not the prime spot. We need to start following them niggas to see if they’ll lead us where the big money is.” I told my brother the plan and hoped his ass didn’t bitch up on me.
“Aight, man. Just let me know what you need me to do and when.” He hung up the phone, and I was thinking of my next move.
***
“Hey, babe. What you doing here?” Shanna asked when she opened the door for me. I decided to pop up on her just in case her baby daddy was around.
“Damn, I need a reason to come see my lady? I can’t pop up because I miss your ass?” I laid it on thick because I needed to sound convincing. She was pretty gullible most of the time, though.
“I didn’t say that. I’m just surprised, that’s all. You don’t usually pop up, especially this early.”
“You’re right. I knew lil’ man was still in school, and your sister was at work. I figured that we could have the house by ourselves for a while. Why not take advantage of it?” I pulled her close to me and looked down at her, hoping she took the bait. I knew Jersey picked his son up from school and that he would be dropping him off sooner or later. I wanted to be around so I could see if I could follow the nigga and find out where he kept the big money at or at least where he laid his head.
“Let’s not waste what lil’ time we have then.” She pecked my lips and led me to her bedroom. When we got inside, she wasted no time getting on her knees and sucking my dick into her mouth. That nigga Jersey was a fool, because his baby mama had the best head I’d ever encountered.
“Shit, Shan, just like that,” I groaned, gliding her head up and down my shaft. She was sucking it nasty and sloppy, just like I liked it. All I could hear in the room was the TV and the sounds of her slurping on my dick.
“Fuck! You about to make me nut. Catch that shit, ma,” I coached as I braced myself to unleash inside of Shanna’s mouth.
“Fuck!” I grunted when my body jerked. I threw my head back to catch my breath when I felt Shanna slide down on my still hard dick.
“Mmm, daddy, you feel so good,” she moaned out as she mounted me.
“Ride this shit then.” I placed my hands on her hips to try to somewhat control her movements. She was riding my shit at the right pace, and I was enjoying every moment of it.
“Ahh… ahh, I’m about to cum!” she yelped, leaning back with her mouth agape. I sat back and watched the sight before me, and it alone brought a forceful orgasm to the tip of my dick before I was ready for it. I felt the muscles in my stomach tighten as I humped into her with so much force, she had tears coming out of her eyes.
“Fuuck!” I grunted as I erupted inside her juicy walls. The shit felt so euphoric, I wish I could’ve stayed in that moment a lil’ longer, but a knock on the door ceased that.
