King and I: A Royal Love Affair Page 4
Chapter 5-Kingston
“Yeah that’s right just like that. Suck it like you missed it.” Vita was in the passenger seat of my car giving me some of the best head a nigga had ever had, besides Siyah. It was crazy how I had my main bitch here with me and all I could think about was Siyah, with her beautiful ass. She had a mouth on her that put any bitch that ever sucked my dick to shame. The sound of Vita sucking and slurping all over my dick had brought me to the point of erupting. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and I began slapping her across the face with it. Not long after I busted all over her face. I never understood why she liked me to do that shit. Her catching and swallowing was enough for a nigga like me, but who am I to not fulfill a woman’s needs.
I watched as Vita cleaned her face and reapplied her makeup. I flamed up a blunt and thought back on our history. Out of the women I’ve ever encountered, she was there when the struggle was real for a nigga. We both came from fucked up backgrounds, so when we met in grammar school we instantly clicked. At first we were just friends, who held shit down for one another, but the older we got the more in tune we got. Without much thinking we just started up a relationship. Vita has always been my ride or die bitch, down for whatever. Shit has always been good with us, but all good things come to an end. It’s not that I don’t love her anymore, I just want what’s best for her and being with a nigga like me ain’t it. She can’t live the rest of her life based on what I do. She’s living her life based on the idea of being a bad bitch for me, when all I want is a good girl to tame the beast that lives inside of me. Walking away from what we have is going to be the hardest thing I ever had to do, but it’s time we go our separate ways. I know that Vita won’t understand but she’ll thank me later.
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“What’s on your mind, King? You’ve been quiet all day and that’s not like you.”
“I’ve been thinking that it would be best if we take a break.” I took a long pull from the Black and Mild I was now smoking. Vita was looking at me like she couldn’t believe what I was saying. The last thing I wanted to do was break it down to her, but I knew that I would have to take it there in order for her to understand. I’ll never lie to a woman to spare her feelings. When you keep it one hundred they’ll love you even more. Even if it’s not what she wants to hear.
“I had a feeling you would say that. You no longer look at me the way that you used to. Not to mention the way you touch me when we make love is all off. I know you better than you know yourself and you’re not the same King I fell in love with. I’ve been wondering when this talk was coming. I just never thought it would be after I sucked your dick and let you cum all over my face. It is what it is, though.” Vita reached inside her purse and flamed up a Newport. Just like she knew me, I knew her and she was hurt. She always has to be so hardcore even when it hurts her.
“You know I’ll always love you, right? There is nothing you can’t have. I’ll make sure you’re taken care of for the rest of your life, but I want you to promise me that you will do better at becoming a better woman. You have the potential to be someone’s wife, but you have to turn it down a couple of notches. Don’t no man want a bitch that likes to hang on the block all day with the niggas. You party seven days a week and that shit starting to show. I’m at a different place in my life right now. I’m sorry, Vita baby, but you just aren’t apart of it.”
“It’s funny that I’m not a part of your new life, but when you didn’t have shit I was there. When it wasn’t no money or street fame it was me who was there, hustling, robbing, and killing to make sure you would never have a broke day. Now you got all these bitches walking around here holding your dick like you God or something.”
“I’m not God, I’m just something like it. Watch your motherfucking mouth when you talking me!”
“You know what, King. I’m not even mad at you. In reality, this is what’s best for me. All of these years I’ve wanted nothing but to be in your world and make you happy. I put in work so that one day I could solidify myself as your wife. All you’ve ever done was keep me dangling with the hope of one day that you would commit to a relationship.”
“Let’s get some shit straight, you knew from the jump what it was. I’ve never made any promises to you. What we had was more like best friends with benefits. We’ve always fucked around with other people, so don’t sit there acting like we’ve been a couple. I just made it known that you were my main bitch when it came to fucking with these other hoes in these streets. Why would you even want to be with me knowing I fuck with a different bitch every day of the week?
“You deserve better and I’m trying to get you to see that. If you don’t know your own worth these niggas out here aren’t going to think you’re worthy of anything. If I didn’t give a fuck about you I wouldn’t even be giving you the game like this. I would continue fucking you without ever having the intention on making an honest woman out of you. Now since you want to pop slick and throw the things you’ve done for me up in my face, get the fuck out of my house. I’ve told you several times I don’t fuck with bitches that do shit with a hidden agenda. Fuck outta here, Vita.”
There I was trying to be nice to the bitch and let her down easy, but she had to go running off at the mouth about what she had done for me, like I don’t have her ass living in the lap of luxury. She has a mini mansion that she owns, not to mention two fucking cars and a bank account with her name on it. Ungrateful ass bitch done lost her mind. Once I calmed down, I needed a release and I knew who I wanted to help me relieve the tension. My dick was hard and I wanted Siyah here to do this dick the right way.
Chapter 6-Siyah
In the middle of the night I rolled over and Luca wasn’t in bed with me. I got up and went through the house to try and find him, to no avail. I looked out in the driveway and his car was gone. He was that damn mad at me, he didn’t even have the common courtesy to tell me he was leaving. He was really going too far with all of this. I tried calling his phone, but it was going straight to voicemail. I was getting ready to doze back off when my notification sound went off. I grabbed my phone and it was a text message from an unknown number. I opened it and my eyes bulged out of my head as I read the message:
I want you in my bed right now. I’m not taken no for an answer. You got one hour.
Seconds later a picture message came through. I opened it and I instantly became wet. It was a picture of Kingston’s big black dick. I began to salivate and my pussy began to get wet as I stared at it. I bit my bottom lip as I sat and contemplated on whether or not I was going to go. My mind was telling me no, but my pussy was telling me something totally different. Luca came into my mind and all I could think about was what I would tell him if he came back home before me. I was so nervous and scared. My heart was beating so fast as I contemplated on what I wanted to do. It didn’t take long for me to decide, because in a matter of minutes I was in my car and on my way to Kingston’s dressed in nothing but a pair of Red Bottoms and a trench coat. I made sure to send a text to my mother and to Rika just in case Luca called them looking for me.
I exhaled deeply when I pulled up to the address Kingston had sent to me. It was about a forty-five minute drive from my house. As I drove up to the house the garage door opened for me. I pulled my car inside and I was in awe of all the luxury vehicles that were lined up side by side. I was nervous as hell as I exited the car and walked inside a door that was slightly ajar. The kitchen had marble floors, granite countertops, and stainless steel appliances. I had never seen a kitchen so immaculate. It looked as if it had never been cooked in.
“What took you so long?” I jumped at the sound of Kingston’s powerful voice. I licked my lips as I took in his naked tatted body. Not to mention his curved dick that was hard as shit.
“I’m sorry, I tried to get here as fast as I could.” He walked up on me and roughly unloosened the belt on my coat. I let it drop to the floor and I kicked it to the side. Kingston picked me up and sat me on top of the counter. He began t
o suck and lick on each of my breast. I threw my head back as I reveled in the pleasure that he was giving me. At the same time, I thought back on the countless nights of hoping and wishing for this shit to be happening. This shit felt like the best dream ever and I never wanted to wake up from it.
“Open your legs as far as they could go. I want to see my pussy. This is my pussy, right?”
“Yes, it’s yours, Kingston.” He began to suck and lick every inch of my pussy and all I could do was grab his head and grind into his face. After I came all over his face, he helped me down off of the countertop. My legs were like noodles as we walked towards his bedroom. He laid back on the bed and I climbed in between his legs. I started to gently stroke his dick before I placed it in my mouth. I knew that he loved when I made love to his dick with my mouth from the first time we had sex. I don’t know what had come over me. Giving head was never something I really enjoyed doing; however, I love giving Kingston head for some strange reason. I feel like I’m in control of my own fantasy if only for a small amount of time.
“Oh fuck! Watch out, Siyah!” He tried to stop me, but I wanted him to cum. I had never let anyone cum in my mouth, but Kingston was different. It was like I craved the taste of him. Once he came I sucked until I felt like I had drained him, making sure I swallowed all of it.
“Lay back so I can ride my dick. That is my dick, right?” I knew I had to step it up a couple of notches. I was enjoying him dominating me, but at the same time I wanted to show him that I could be forceful in the bedroom as well. It was all good fulfilling my fantasies, but I wanted to make sure each and every time we fucked I left my mark on this nigga.
“You say this your dick, huh? Well climb up here and prove it.” I took off my shoes and I climbed on top of him. I slid down on his dick with such ease and precision. It was a wonder I wasn’t in any pain because I had never rode a nigga that was packing, but the last thing I wanted to do was act like a rookie. I planted my feet flat on the bed and began to bounce up and down on his dick like I was trying to prove a point. The feeling of him smacking me on my ass only made me go even harder for him. As soon as I was getting ready to cum he flipped me over and raised my legs back so far that they were touching his headboard. My legs were hurting like hell because my legs had never been cocked back so far. I bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming out in pain. As he roughly thrust in and out of me we stared into each other’s eyes. It was like the more we stared at each other the harder we began fucking one another.
“Ohhh, Kingston! Please don’t stop, I’m about to cum!” Kingston started fucking the shit out of me, and I was trying to grab on to anything I could. I put my hands up trying to push him back some because the shit was starting to hurt. Kingston wasn’t stopping, though; it was like he was enjoying seeing me running from him. After a couple more minutes of intense fucking he came hard as hell and collapsed on top of me. Both of our bodies were sweaty and we were both out of breath. I don’t know when I fell asleep, but the next morning I woke up to the sun shining brightly in my face. Kingston was snoring loud as fuck next to me. At least he didn’t fuck the shit out of me and leave me money on the dresser. My phone started going off and I quickly jumped out of bed to grab it.
I already knew that it was Luca. I didn’t even answer it. I went inside King’s bathroom and freshened up. My suitcase was still in my trunk from when I left him. Once I was dressed I quickly drove home. The whole ride there I was thinking of something to tell Luca. When I pulled into our driveway I knew he was pissed by the way his car was parked. I got out and before I could even go inside the door flung open.
Before I could say anything Luca snatched me inside by my collar and began to smack me repeatedly across the face. I tried fighting his ass back but that only made him fight me more. I thought I was going to die as he pulled me up the stairs by my hair. I fought and kicked as he dragged me down the hallway to our bedroom.
“Let me go, Luca!” I was trying my best to get him to loosen the grip on my hair, but he wasn’t letting up.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Before I could say anything I watched as he removed his belt from the pants that he was wearing. As soon as I tried to run away from him I felt a sting across my back, I looked up and Luca was striking me with a belt repeatedly. I tried to move out of the way, but I ended up tripping and falling. I was disoriented as I laid on the floor. Luca continued to strike me with the belt. For some reason I couldn’t hear him talking, but I could see his mouth moving. I balled up and cried until the whole ordeal was over. With each strike I started to hate him more and more. I became numb to the pain that he was inflicting on me.
“Why must you make me hit you, Siyah? You’re not to leave this bedroom until you learn how to act like the proper wife and not some project ass hoe.” He slammed the door so hard our wedding picture fell off of the wall and shattered.
It had been a week since the incident and I had grown tired of my bedroom. Luca had me locked in the room like I was a princess in the tower. All of my food was brought to me, not to mention everyday he sent me some flowers and a piece of jewelry. I would just set it all to the side, because I didn’t want his gifts. I wanted him to let me out of this room. I was surprised this morning when he called me down for breakfast. If Luca thought beating me or locking me in that room would keep me away from my mother and my friends he had another thing coming. As soon as I descended the stairs to join him and his mother at the table someone begin to bang on our door. I shook my head as I heard my mom cursing from the other side of the door. Shit was about to get real.
Chapter 7-Nita
I had been trying my best to get in contact with Siyah and was getting no answer. Siyah knows damn well that I’ve been calling her. It’s not like her to not answer the phone for me or shoot me a text. I know it’s that damn Luca that’s keeping her from calling me. So since she won’t answer the phone for me, I’m about to be waiting for her ass at the door. I wish Luca would act like he ain’t got no sense with me. I’ll slice his fucking throat from ear to ear if he even thinks about popping slick.
As I drove over to their house I became angrier and angrier just thinking about what my daughter is over there going through. She never came out and said that he was putting his hands on her, but I could feel it. I guess you can say it was a mother’s intuition that had me feeling that way. Siyah is my one and only daughter, and I be damned if I sit back and let her be mistreated and abused. I don’t give a fuck about how lavish of a life he gives her. Fuck that nigga! If he can’t love and respect her the way she deserves then he can leave her the fuck alone. I was the one who pushed her out of my pussy, and it ain’t a motherfucker on God’s green earth that will bring harm to her and I’m still breathing.
At first I was going to be on my good bullshit and bring my niggas from the hood with me. I changed my mind and decided to do a pop up by my damn self. Ain’t no hoe in my blood. I had my hitta in my purse, so if that motherfucker Luca thought shit was sweet he was about to feel my wrath. As I drove up to their mansion, I couldn’t help but feel good knowing that my baby girl was living in a place that I could never give her.
I wiped a tear from my eye thinking of raising her in the projects. Now don’t get me wrong, she had the best of everything, but there ain’t a parent out here who wouldn’t want to raise their child in the life of luxury. Siyah deserved to live the good life, but she didn’t have to do it while sleeping with the devil. In the beginning I thought that he was good for my baby, that was until he took her away from everything that she was. I knew he was mistreating her and it was hurting my heart that she wouldn’t tell me. I can be hardcore when I want to be, but Siyah is my weakness. That’s my daughter and I love her with all of my heart. She loves me for my flaws and all, however, that greasy haired, pointed shoe wearing, spaghetti eating nigga, Luca, was keeping her from me, and that’s a problem that is about to get solved.
*****
“A’Siyah Mills bring your ass out here now, or I’m
going to kick this door in!” I was banging and kicking on the door for about ten minutes. I had a four pack of Colt 45 and a full pack of Newports so a bitch had all day. As soon as I got ready to bang on the door it opened.
“This is private property and you’re disturbing the peace.” I looked Luca’s mother up and down for a nice minute. I took a long pull from my cigarette and pulled out my gun.
“This is the only piece you motherfuckers about to get! Where the fuck is my daughter?” I pushed her old dead looking ass out of my way and walked through their house like I owned that shit. I had my beer in one hand, and my gun in the other. I dared this old hoe to pop slick, I was gon’ shoot her ass right in that bald spot she had coming in the top of her damn head.
“Ma! What are you doing here? Put that gun up before you hurt somebody.”
“Don’t Ma me, Siyah. I’ve been calling your ass for a week straight with no answer. You wouldn’t come see me, so I came to see you. Get your shit and let’s go right now!”
“Please stop, Ma, Luca is here, and right now is not a good time.” I looked at Siyah like she had lost her mind. At the same time I could see fear in her eyes. I knew damn well she wasn’t scared of me, so I knew it was him who had her ass looking like a deer caught in headlights.
“Fuck Luca! Go get your shit, I’m taking you home where you belong.” I sat down on the couch and placed my gun on their coffee table. I needed to let her ass know her momma was here and I wasn’t budging.
“How nice to see you, Nita, welcome to my home. I know it’s a long way from the ghetto. Would you like a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon? Malt liquor isn’t really lady like. What brings you here?” I flamed up another cigarette and stared at his ass for a nice minute. It was taking everything in me not to blow his fucking brains out.
“Cut the bullshit, I don’t want shit from your ass, I can’t be bought. The only thing I came here for is what belongs to me and that’s Siyah, so, like I said get your shit, Siyah, before I drag your ass out of here.”