I could hear the hurt laced in my girl’s words and instantly felt like shit. I knew what it was with her and Siah. That nigga had her so wrapped up that it wasn't even funny. “I didn't mean it like that, boo.”
“I know, Kiz, don't sweat that. My life is on me. I made the choice to deal with his crazy ass, and now I'm stuck dead in the middle of what I want and what I know I can't have.” I looked over at my girl, who was grinning.
“He’s gonna get it right, Nonie. You know he loves you back, he just doesn't know how to express it. Well, not the way you want him to, but you know it, so don't stress. Siah belongs to you, so in due time, baby.”
“Yeah, well, I won't hold my breath, but you need to figure out something. You’re playing with fire dealing with Red and Jock. They’re both a little off, and if one of them steps to you, I’m going to jail.”
“Girl, bye. Your scary ass isn't going to do shit but call Siah to take care of it.”
Nonie burst out laughing. “Shut up, I can hold my own, Kiz, don't play me like that. Just because I’m not packing like your crazy behind doesn't mean that I won't do some damage”
I just shook my head and laughed. My girl was the truth. She always had my back and I knew it. Now all I needed was to figure out who had my heart. That part wasn't going to be so easy.
Siah
It had been over a week since I had seen Nonie, and I missed baby girl, but this was our norm. We were good to kick it for a few days, and then I fell right back into my ways. Like right now, I had Chanel on my lap while I was damn near in her chest, but all I could think about was my baby girl. Nonie was heavy on my mind. I was that nigga, and unfortunately I got around a lot, but she had a way of consuming me without even trying.
I felt Chanel lean into my chest just before her lips touched mine, which made me quickly yank my head back. The fuck she thinking trying to kiss me and shit? That was a definite no, no. Females be sucking dick on the regular, trust me, I was a willing participant. So I didn't want their lips anywhere near mine. That was dead.
“Come on, ma, don't fuck up my vibe with that shit,” I said, grabbing a handful of her hair as she circled her hips against mine.
“Sorry, baby, I just got caught up.” She placed her hands on my chest and began bouncing on my lap to make up for her fuck up, and she easily had me forgetting all about it. Her muscles were gripping my man so tight that she was damn near pulling my nut right up out of him.
“Fuck, Chanel, keep it right there, baby, I feel it coming so you better hurry up and get yours, ma.” I gripped her hair tighter while using my free hand to hold her in place. My eyes moved across her breasts, which were bouncing along with her. I bit down into my lip, let my head fall back and tried to concentrate on busting a big one. It didn't take long because Chanel was working overtime to make sure she got hers too, and the second she yelled out and fell into my chest, my arms circled her body and I released everything I had, filling my condom.
We were both still for a minute until I was recovered and my hand slapped her thigh, signaling for her to get up. It was only about a quick nut for me, and I wasn't on any of that cuddling shit, so I wanted her body off my chest. Fuck, I just wanted her gone.
“It’s like that, Siah?” She snapped when she realized I was done with her.
“Come on, you know what it is, and you know why you were here. You got yours and I got mine. I have shit to do, Chanel.”
“You so damn insensitive, I swear.”
Chanel moved her body from mine, but didn't stop there. She dropped to her knees and removed the condom that I was wearing and took my softening member into her mouth. It immediately reacted because her mouth felt good as hell wrapped around it. My hand went through her hair while I watched her lips slide up and down until my door opened and Jock walked in while looking down at his phone.
“Damn, can't your ass knock?” I asked, looking up at him. “Fuck, Chanel, be careful, ma.” I jumped a little when her hand gripped my balls too hard.
Jock looked at me strangely because I was sitting behind my desk and he couldn't see the lower half of my body with Chanel’s mouth attached to it, but he knew something was up.
“The fuck, Siah? You got a bitch under your desk?” Jock asked but made sure to stop in the center of my office just in case.
“Get up, Chanel. We’re done here,” I said, not really wanting her to stop, but I had business to handle with Jock.
“Really, Siah?” She surfaced from under my desk, butt ass naked and stepped around my chair like Jock wasn't even in the room.
“Yo, calm all that down, go get me a washcloth out the bathroom.” I pointed toward the bathroom that was in my office and Chanel obeyed, not bothering to cover up one inch of her body. Jock watched her, grinning until she returned from the bathroom with a washcloth in her hand that she tried to use on me, but I snatched it from her. “I got it. Get dressed, ma.”