“You’re dealing with two men who both get under your skin in one way or another, that’s what's wrong with you. But trust me, love, you better figure it out because Jock knows about Red, but Red don't know about Jock. If he ever finds out, I don't think he’ll be as cool as Jock is with the fact that you’re laying up under both of them.”
“I know,” I whined. Red would be so hurt. I knew for a fact that he would walk away and never look back, but not before trying to take Jock’s life.
As if she were reading my mind, Nonie said what I was thinking. “And you need to consider the fact that neither one of them are playing with a full deck. If they ever had to face off, I swear to God I wouldn't be anywhere near that shit.”
“I know you’re not talking. Siah is just as looney, boo. How many times has he showed up and showed out on you, and he’s not even your man, Nonie?”
“Exactly, but key phrase. He is not my man. Red is most definitely yours, and you’re fucking Jock, so he has the right to act crazy. Siah don't, he’s just confused as hell,” Nonie said and rolled her eyes.
“Nah boo, he’s not confused about shit. That’s your man, you might not be claiming him, but he’s damn sure claiming you.”
“This isn't about me and Siah, though. This is about the threesome you’re having with Jock and Red. You better figure it out, and you better do it fast or that threesome is going to turn into one, and one is the loneliest number, Kiz.”
I let my head fall back and closed my eyes. “I know, and I will. I just need time.”
Nonie laid her head on my shoulder and sighed. “I’m worried that you’re running out of that, Kiz.”
She was right. I needed to get my act together before I lost both of them. But for now, I had to just press pause on the situation because I had no clue what I wanted. Red was everything. He was sweet, took care of me, loved me like no other, and lord knows he handled my body like a pro.
Then there was Jock, he didn't always say or do the right things, and I swear I couldn't trust him any further than I could see him, but he was always looking out and he made me feel safe when I was with him. There wasn't anything that he wouldn't do for me. Like Red, his sex game was through the roof. Red was safe and Jock was dangerous. I needed both in my life, so how the hell was I supposed to choose?
Yosiah
My eyes damn near rolled back in my head when I felt my dick hit the back of Zena’s throat. She couldn't fuck worth shit, but she could suck a mean dick, and that was exactly what I needed right now. I was stressed as hell and had business to handle, so I couldn't get high like I wanted to. Nonie was handling her business, so I couldn't run by and see her. This was the next best thing.
The second I felt my nut rising, I grabbed a hand full of her hair and held her ass in place. She still managed to pull away, so I nutted on her cheek, which pissed me off. She was forever doing that shit.
“Fuck, Zena, why you didn't just do that shit like you know I like it? The fuck you thinking, ma?”
“You know I don’t like that, Siah.” She smiled and got up with a got damn attitude.
“Man, take your ass on. I knew I shouldn't have fucked with you.”
“So you not gon’ take care of me. Really, Yosiah?”
I leaned down, grabbed her shirt off the floor and wrapped it around my dick. She looked at me like I was crazy for using her shirt, but I didn’t give a fuck. I’d hit her off with a few bills to pay for that cheap ass shit.
“Siah, I know you hear me.”
I shoved my man back into my boxers and then adjusted my sweat pants before standing. “I hear you, but you know better than that. I don't know who you’ve been fucking, so I ain't putting my head between your legs, Zena.
“Really, Siah? I’ve only been fucking you, and you know it.”
“Nah, ma, I don't know shit but what you tell me, and you could be telling me anything. Either way, you ain't my damn girl, so I ain't fucking with you like that.”
“I don't even know why I fuck with you. You’re such a got damn asshole.” She snatched her shirt off my chair where I had placed it and examined it before putting it on. “How am I supposed to go out looking like this?” She held her shirt out, displaying the wet spot from my boys.
“Man, here.” I reached in my pocket and found my knot. I peeled off a hundred and held it out for her, but she stood there looking crazy. “Man, you better take this shit before I put it back in my pocket.”
She rolled her eyes and snatched it out of my hand. “You know what? Next time you want your little dick sucked, don't call me.”