I shook my head and pinched the bridge of my nose. “Ain’t no young niggas over here, Coogs. I’m pushin’ forty, bruh. I got a mortgage, two businesses, a fiancé, and a baby.”
“Man, fuck all that soft shit,” he snapped. “Youoweme.”
“You outta pocket for even sayin’ that,” I said, my voice low. “Did you forget who the fuck I am?”
Coogs laughed bitterly. “Nigga, please. You was my lil’ man. My runner. I taught you everything you fuckin’ know!”
“Yeah, you taught me how to crash out, and I learned how to survive after that. I don’t owe you shit but a warnin’. Watch how you fuckin’ speak to me, Coogs.”
“Oh, so you thebossnow?” he scoffed. “Sittin’ in your lil’ castle, changin’ diapers and shit? You think that make you better than the streets?”
“It makes me smarter, nigga,” I told him, jaw clenchin’. “You ain’t built for this version of me. The game’s different now. I can put you on to a legit job.” He went quiet for a second, like he was considering it. “I’ll give you a position at one of my dealerships,” I continued. “Staff manager. I can start you at five, maybe six bands a month. You keep your nose clean, and we talk ‘bout higher pay six months from now.”
“Five or six bands?” Coogs laughed again, but there was venom behind it. “Nigga, I was touchin’ that in a few hours back in the day!”
“Well, this ain’t back in the day, Coogs!” I hollered and had to catch myself as Kassim jumped, lookin’ over at me. I took the sectional and lowered my voice, “You was touchin’ that and got locked up. Maybe shut the fuck up and learn somethin’ new.”
“Man, you soft as a muthafucka now,” he muttered. “Marriage, kids,legalmoney. That shit’s watered down. Ain’t no boss in that.”
I let that sit in the air before askin’, “You done? You said what you had to say?”
“Yeah. I said it.”
“Cool,” I said and ended the call without another word.
Kassim was still rockin’ slowly, eyes half closed, thumb in his mouth. I exhaled hard and leaned back against, rubbin’ my temples. Just then, the door unlocked and I heard the loud jinglin’ of Nyomi’s keys.
She peeped Kassim was knocked out, stepped out of her heels, and crept over to me, smilin’ wide as fuck. “Babe, I had the best time. Wait until you see me in my dress, okay?”
I didn’t say shit at first. I just watched her watch me, then leaned in to kiss her lips. “That’s good, baby. Can’t wait.”
“You okay?” she asked, brows bunchin’ up. “You look… pissed the fuck off.”
“I’m good.”
“You’re lying. What happened?”
“Nothin’,” I said, grabbin’ the baby monitor and headin’ to my man cave.
“Mmhm,” she said, goin’ to lift Kassim up. “Let me go lay him down in the nursery. You go roll up.”
Downstairs, I dropped into my leather chair, pulled the tray out the drawer, and started rollin’ up a couple blunts. Sparkin’ one, I took a slow pull and closed my eyes for a second. Coogs’ words ran through my mind. This nigga had me fucked up.
I took another deep ass pull, feelin’ the tension loosen as I heard the door creak open. Nyomi walked in, fresh out the shower wit’ her hair pulled up into a bun, skin glistenin’. My dick bricked up on sight. Fuck, my baby was bad.
She had on a lil’ ass tank top and lace panties that ain’t do shit to hide the curve of her ass. She walked over to me, all slow and shit, and I kept my eyes on her while she dropped to her knees between my legs. Smokin’ my blunt, I watched her pull out my dick and lick the tip slowly, eyes locked on mine. I tilted my head back, let the smoke drift from my lips as her mouth wrapped ‘round my dick.
Nyomi slid her tongue all over my dick like she missed it just from this mornin’. My hand rested on the back of her head, and I let her work her jaws like she was tryna drain every drop of stress I had. Shit, I had to put the blunt in the ashtray. Lookin’ down at her again, I grunted, “Fuck, baby. Come sit on it.”
She hummed wit’ my dick deep in her throat, makin’ me twitch in her mouth. She pulled off, lickin’ her lips, pupils blown, that little grin on her face as she stood up and climbed in my lap. Instantly, I slid her panties to the side, and she sank down onto my dick.
“Mmm, shit…” she moaned, wrappin’ her arms ‘round my neck.
Her body rolled against mine as I gripped her ass, guidin’ her rhythm. And when she started moanin’ low and breathy, I picked up the pace, grippin’ her harder. “I fuckin’ love you,” I told her, kissin’ the hell outta her lips, suckin’ the bottom one. “You hear me?”
Her answer was a choked moan that turned into a whisper of my name. I tightened my grip on her hips and started movin’ her like I was done, bein’ patient. I bounced her on my dick hard enough to make her gasp, then slowed it down just to make her feel how deep I was in them guts.
“Fuuucckk, babe…” Nyomi grabbed onto my shoulders, nails diggin’ in as her body started reactin’ before her mind could catch up. I could feel how wet she was, how easy she took this dick, and how bad she needed this shit.