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"You are so fuckin’ fine," he said.
I thought to myself, Whatever. Just fuck me so I can go. He gripped my thighs with both hands, and pushed my legs open. He used his fingers to hold my lips apart, and slid his tongue inside me. My clit grew harder as he licked me with the tip of his tongue. Pussy eating definitely wasn’t his strong suit, so I pushed him back when I couldn’t take it anymore. I put a condom on him and straddled him. With my eyes shut, I rode him slowly; grinding my hips until he was deep inside me. At least he didn’t have a little dick.
After I got mine, I rolled off of him. I was ready to go. Before I could say anything, he stood, stepped up behind me, and motioned for me to move to the edge of the bed. He bent me over, and then entered me slowly. Then, he grabbed me by the shoulders and thrust himself farther inside. He began to pound furiously. It didn’t take long after that before I felt him expand inside me, and then he collapsed on my back.
He was breathing hard and patting himself on the back for the job he thought he had done on me. I didn’t have the heart, or care enough to tell him otherwise. I scooped my clothes and went into the bathroom. I showered quickly and got dressed. When I came out, he was lying on the bed, stroking himself. "Ready for round two?" he asked.
"Only in your dreams," I said, and headed for the door. This was a bad idea from the start. What I should have done was call Devin, except for the fact that I didn’t have his number. He did tell me where he worked, and now, more than ever, I was determined to find him.
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Chapter Ten
Qianna
After I left LA I went back to New York. On the bus ride across country, I slept a lot. But when I wasn’t sleeping, I thought about the fact that I had killed two more people. I told myself that both them niggas had it coming. Niggas shouldn’t have tried to cheat me, and they definitely shouldn’t have put they fuckin’ hands on me. That was some shit I wasn’t havin’.
But the shit was that I didn’t feel bad about the shit at all. I felt good. I felt like I did when I killed that nigga that beat my ass and raped me. Only difference was, this time I wasn’t on my way to jail for it. This time, I had enough fuckin’ sense to get the fuck outta dodge before the cops got on to me.
The long-ass ride did give me a chance to think about my temper. I knew that I was too fuckin’ quick to pull my blade and shove it in a nigga that crossed me. At the time, I had to ask myself what was so wrong about that. Niggas shouldn’t have been fuckin’ wit’ me. I replayed both murders over in my mind, and thought about what I coulda done different.
Nothing.
That was the answer I came up wit’. Bottom line, I have never taken no shit off nobody, and I wasn’t about to start. Niggas need to not be fuckin’ wit’ me, and I won’t have to kill them.
I hadn’t been back in the city for very long when I started rollin’ wit’ these two young ballers, Levon and Craig. Them niggas thought that I was so fine, and they were both kind of cute, so I let them share me.
The three of us were sitting on the couch smokin’ weed and drinkin, watchin’ a movie. Really we was doin’ more talkin’ and gettin’ fucked up then watchin’ the movie, but anyway, somehow they got to talkin’ about how much they wanted to see me dance for them. "Why don’t you get up and show us what you really about." I got up and started shakin’ my ass. I unsnapped my jeans and pulled them down a little, so they could see some of my ass. They started hollerin’ for me to take it all off. I wiggled out of them jeans and slowly peeled off the throng I was wearin’. "Can you make it slap?" Craig shouted.
"Hell yeah," I shouted back, and made my cheeks slap.
I turned around, kneeled on the couch, bent over and shook my ass. Levon quickly slapped my ass, while Craig ran his hand across my ass and down my thigh. "Damn, you got some thick- ass thighs, Qianna." I held on to the back of the couch and shook my ass a little longer, while they both felt my body.
I got up from couch and took off my blouse and bra, then sat down between them and put one leg over each of their thighs. Levon started feelin’ my titties while Craig just stared between my legs, like he had never seen pussy before. Levon started playin’ with my clit and squeezin’ my titties. Since Craig seemed so fascinated by my fresh Brazilian wax, I guided his bald head to it so he could get a closer look. He kissed one thigh and then the other, then he bit one cheek, and then the other. He stuck his tongue in my ass before he attacked my clit.
Levon kneeled on the couch and unzipped his jeans. I took him in my mouth. After a while, they switched places so I should suck Craig’s dick, but Levon didn’t seem interested in suckin’ no pussy. He pulled me up, bent me over the couch, and pushed himself inside of me. Craig got up and walked behind the couch, and put his dick back in my mouth. I fucked the shit outta them niggas.
After a while, they found out that I was a bitch with enough heart to do what needed to be done. We was all makin’ crazy money. I was really after one of ’em’s girlfriend, but that’s a story for another day.
Anyway, Levon decided that he wanted to put his hands on me, and then had the nerve to talk shit about it. "No, you didn’t just slap me?"
The bastard laughed and so did Craig. "Next time, bitch, I’ll do more than slap your bitch-ass."
"Next time?" I got my blade out of my purse. "Nigga, there ain’t gonna be no next time."
The fool was laughing so hard, high-fivin’ wit’ his boy, that he didn’t even see me comin’.
"See how you like this, bitch?" I swung my blade and cut him on his neck. It didn’t hurt him. It was such a small cut, but it was on his jugular vein. He didn’t even know he was bleedin’ ’til Craig told him.
"Yo, man, you bleedin’. I mean bleedin’ bad."
"Where?"
"On your neck. She fucked you up bad." Levon put his hand on his neck, and then looked down at his shirt, which by now was covered wit’ his blood.
"What? You want some, too?" I asked Craig when he stepped to me.
"I’ll kill you for this, bitch," Levon said, still holding his neck.
