I pulled her to her feet. "Man, C’mon, I wanna take my time wit’ yo’ pretty ass."
Me saying that corny shit made her smile again. Bitches like her were too easy to read, they just wanted to feel special.
Once we made it inside her bedroom, I took my time surveying the space, the dresser across from the bed gave me exactly the setup I needed.
"I gotta use the bathroom real quick," I said, grabbing the Louie bag I had brought in.
In her bathroom, I moved quickly, taking out the small camera and checking that it was working. The red light blinked twice, it was good to go. I slipped back into the bedroom while she was fixing her hair in the vanity mirror. I casually placed the bag on her dresser directly across from the bed.
When I turned around, Tiona had let her robe fall to the floor, standing naked in front of me. Her body was a work of art, I had to give her that, she had full breasts with perfectly placed nipples, a tiny waist that curved dramatically into hips that could birth a nation, and her thighs were thick as fuck. She had a small tattoo of Zach's name on her left hip and to me that was the only imperfection on her body, it was also a reminder of why I was really here.
"Come here," I said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
She sauntered over, straddling me with practiced ease, her hands running over my chest and shoulders. "You seem tense tonight, daddy. What’s up? You got something on your mind?"
I grabbed her ass, squeezing hard enough to make her gasp. "Nah, not really, just some business shit. It ain’t nothing for you to worry about."
"You know…. Zach was tryna question me the other day" she said, her voice dropping to a whisper as her lips brushed against my ear.
"When he dropped off Teairra. Talking about he heard some shit about you and me." My grip tightened, with my fingers digging into her soft flesh.
"Whatchu’ tell him?" She pulled back, looking into my eyes.
"I told him he was crazy, and that I don’t give a fuck about his enemy." Her smile turned wicked. "But that's exactly what I'm doing, ain't it? Fucking his enemy, giving you all this good pussy while he out here thinking I still fuck wit’ his ass."
I had to admire her boldness, even as it confirmed what I already knew…Tiona wasn't loyal to anyone but herself. Which made what I was about to do not just necessary, but well deserved.
"You think that makes you special?" I asked, flipping her onto her back in one smooth motion. "That you betraying that nigga for me?"
Her eyes widened slightly, unsure if I was playing or serious. Then she decided to play along, her legs spreading wider beneath me. "I know me betraying him makes me yours," she purred. "And that's all that matters, right?"
Instead of answering, I kissed her, positioning myself between her thighs. The camera would catch everything I needed it too.
I made sure I positioned us for the best angles, making sure her face was clearly visible, making sure every "yes, daddy" and "fuck me harder" was loud enough to be picked up by the camera's microphone.
I flipped her over onto all fours, her ass high in the air, giving the camera a perfect view as I grabbed a handful of her braids and pulled her head back.
"Who you belong to?" I demanded,
"You, Sosa," she moaned, playing right into my hands. "Only you, baby."
"Not that bitch ass nigga Zach?" I growled as I pushed my dick deeper, slapping her ass hard enough to leave a handprint.
"Fuck Zach," she cried out.
By the time we were done, her makeup was smeared across her face, her body glistening with sweat, and I had everything I needed on camera.
She collapsed beside me, panting and satisfied, "That dick was good, baby," she murmured, tracing patterns on my chest. "You gotta be stressed about something, you never fuck me that hard."
I let my breathing normalize, watching her from the corner of my eye. "Nah, I’m good. I just wonder if you really fuck with a nigga or not.”
She smiled at that, pleased by the possessiveness. "You know I do. I'm all yours Baby. I been yours since that first night I met you at Club Essence."
I remembered that night vividly. It was three months ago, and Zach had just made a move on one of my blocks, killing two of my workers. I had went to the club looking for distraction. Instead, I found my perfect get back in the form of Tiona.
She was living it up, partying with her homegirls. I couldn’t help myself as I slid up on her. After that she was like putty in my hands, she was drunk as fuck telling me all her relationship drama, how her nigga was cheating, and never had time for her. Then she said his name, and that shit was like music to my ears, I knew God was throwing a nigga bone when he placed Zach’s baby mama in my hands like that. The shit was too easy for me; I was able to position myself as the nigga who would give her the attention Zach wouldn't.
"You ever think about going back to that nigga?" I asked casually, as if the question didn't matter.