Afterwards, we climbed up together and made the trek upstairs to the hallway shower so we didn’t wake Jiselle.
I wasn’t used to the way he wanted to take care of me but I wasn’t against that shit either.
It was different but I genuinely liked it and sure as fuck liked Kiano.
We showered together while my thoughts ran rampant. I didn’t think the act of sucking dick was something I was passionate about, but I couldn’t lie, I liked knowing I could make Kiano fall apart. The way his dick pulsed and his legs jumped had me feeling good about myself. I wanted to make sure I kept making him feel that way. He deserved all that and more. If he wanted to take care of me and Jiselle, it only made sense for me to take care of him too.
15
I smiled and slapped the man in front of me as hard as I could. He yelled with his hands in the air and shook his head, the water on his face sliding and flying off. He dug into his wallet and handed me two hundreds.
“Keep the change, baby.”
“Thank you. Thank you.” I winked at him and walked to the register, quickly paying out the shots he’d gotten for him and his three friends. I split the change in half for me and the fellow bartender who’d slapped half of the group with me. I walked over and slid her half right in her pocket and she smiled at me as she fixed the next drink.
My eyes automatically drifted over to where Stone stood near the entrance, his muscular arms crossed over his chest while he spoke to another security guard who laughed at something he said while frisking someone.
Once the woman was done, she walked inside and stopped to talk to Stone. I felt my eyebrow lift immediately. She said something that had him grinning. She laughed fully and loudly, the other security guard jumping in. When her hand landed on his chest, I circled the bar. I pulled my hair back as I walked toward them. When I got to the door and Stone was still standingthere looking fucking stupid, I got ready to punch his head off his shoulders.
He leaned down now, with that woman yelling something into his ear. He stood and nodded. My eyes remained on the hand on his chest.
“Get your hand off my man before I stomp you the fuck out,” I warned.
The woman’s eyebrows knitted as she looked back at me.
“Excuse me?”
“Bitch, you heard me.”
“Selle—”
I cut him off. “And you can shut the fuck up too, Stone.”
He scoffed and walked around the woman to stand before me.
“You’re being a little crazy, baby.”
“Do you want me to show you fucking crazy? Don’t play with me in here.”
“A’ight.”
“Yeah. Alright.” I looked over at the other security guard who was looking between the two of us and laughing. “That shit is not funny, Brian.”
“It’s a lil funny, Jazz.” He shrugged.
I cut my eyes at him.
“Nah. Some bartender is trippin’ and talking about I was all over her man but obviously her man didn’t have an issue with it because he damn sure didn’t say anything.”
“Well I’m saying it.” I peered at her around Stone. “I have a problem with it, so now what?”
“Come on, baby. It ain’t that deep,” Stone pleaded.
“Check your man, bitch! Don’t check me!” she snapped.
I nodded once, then moved around Stone and smacked her ass as hard as I could after slapping men for the last two hours before I turned and slapped the taste out of Stone’s mouth too.
“There you go. Now y’all got matching ones.” I glared at her. “You want me to make that matching ass whoopings?”