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A Few Years Later…

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Right there, AK!” Alexi yelled into my ear as if I didn’t have an eardrum.

She knew I didn’t care for that loud shit, but yet, here we were. The only time she got loud like this was when she wanted me to think I was doing more than I actually was.

After our three years together, I had taken the time to learn my girl.

If her ass was doing all this extra shit, it meant she was about to hit me with a big money request. Alexi was twenty-four when I got with her.

At twenty-six, I was already a made nigga.

I started to beat the block when I was thirteen years old to make sure my grandmother didn’t have to struggle too tough.

Beulah Mae Jordan, Mama Bee or Ma as I called her, was my everything. Mama Bee was what the block called her.

By the time Alexi met me, I already had several businesses or was a silent partner in others.

I would never call myself the connect, but I was the weight man.

Just about everything flowed through my hands when it came to getting what was needed to make certain demographics feel good.

I learned from my mentor, Geo, how to move and not to move when it came to how to effectively and intelligently manage my money.

I took over Geo’s empire when I was twenty-three years old with my best friend Sullivan, or Sully, right by my side.

A lot of niggas didn’t like that he chose to pass it down to me, but I’d proven myself to be the man that could take the shit to higher heights.

Alexi was spoiled beyond belief, and that was my fault.

Not really my fault, because you’re supposed to spoil your woman.

Where I messed up at was not making sure she was worth spoiling.

I had love for my girl, but I couldn’t say that I’d ever been in love with her.

I wasn’t a nigga out here on ho shit. That was the shit that got niggas caught up and killed.

One of the lessons Geo taught me was to find your queen as soon as possible and lock her down. Stay true and loyal to your queen.

My name was never in these streets behind another bitch after I made it official with Alexi.

My issue with my girl was just that she still had a girl mindset.

She had yet to fully transform into a woman and was still making moves like a little girl.

With age and growth, maturity should come, but that was not what I saw when it came to Alexi.

“I want to have your baby! Give me your baby!”

Welp, that’s the end of that shit. My dick softened instantaneously. There was nothing sexy about what she said. You would have thought that she knew that since this was not the first or second time that she’d said that and my dick went on limp mode.

“Man, get up.”

This was that shit about being a faithful nigga. Most niggas would have had another bitch to slide into when their girl pissed them off, wasn’t doing right, or just because. I wasn’t that man. Mama Bee always told me that ‘ too many bitches in the mix turns life into messy soup.’ I hated soup.

“AK, what the fuck? I only had like two nuts,” Alexi complained.

She sat up with her back against the headboard.

She was a naturally beautiful girl, but like a lot of women, someone had riddled her with insecurities.

The second year in our relationship, she told me that she wanted to go on a girls’ trip.

I gave her the money without the knowledge that this girls’ trip to the Dominican Republic was to go to a build-a-body clinic.

She came back and looked like a completely different female.

Was her new body bad? Yes, to the average, basic nigga.

I wasn’t him, so I preferred my woman natural.

When we discussed her new body, she claimed she did it for me, but I knew better.

My girl loved attention from other niggas more than she loved it from me.

She had this stupid concept that other men should want a taken woman more than the man who she was taken by.

I agreed that men wanted a woman that was wanted, but not when the woman did extra shit to draw the attention.

I stood from the bed to get what I needed to handle my hygiene. I had shit to do today.

“Shit, at least you got those two. I ain’t get shit.”

I heard her mumbles about what I said. Since she didn’t say it loud enough for me to hear, I assumed it was something disrespectful. She knew I didn’t play that disrespectful shit. She knew how far to take it with me before she went too damn far.

Today was the day that I went to spend time with Mama Bee.

I moved in with my grandmother when I was ten years old.

Mama Bee had my mother Maelee, or Mae, when she was thirteen years old.

My mother had me when she was sixteen. My grandmother was always heavily involved in my life.

When I was ten, my mother met a man that wanted to take her with him out of state.

She wanted to take me, but Mama Bee didn’t like the idea.

She suggested that my mother leave me with her.

At first, my mother told her no, but after the dude said it was a good idea, she agreed.

My mother came back often to see me, and I even went to her once.

When I came back after that first time and told Mama Bee that I didn’t like the dude, I never went back again.

The same dude that I didn’t like was the same bitch nigga that took my mother’s life when I was fifteen years old.

My mother’s death devastated me. It wasn’t like she was never around.

I talked to her almost every day and saw her just about every other week.

She was there for my birthdays, football games, and other shit.

Nathan Doorman was the man that took her from me.

Geo made sure that I was the man that took Nathan from his family.

He was the first body of many that had fallen by my hands.

When I finished with my hygiene, I walked out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist. Alexi was where I left her on the bed. I anticipated that since she hadn’t asked me what she wanted.

“You good?” I asked her.

Her shoulders lifted to her ears. “I’m good. Do you want my mouth to catch that nut that you didn’t get? I’ll take care of that for you.”

Oh, she must want something big.

“Yeah. You could do that. I don’t need all that fancy shit you like to do. Just get this nut out of me. I got shit to do,” I instructed.

She rolled her eyes as she climbed off the bed naked.

Her body was sculpted nicely, but I hated that it didn’t do much to me just at the mere sight of it.

When she got in front of me, she dropped to her knees before she loosened the towel from around my waist. My dick hardened after she jacked it a few times.

Her tongue circled the tip of my dick as she looked up at me. Here she goes.

“Alexi, get the nut out, baby. I don’t need a dick sucking production.”

She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes before she took me all the way down her throat. That’s what I’m talking about. She got sloppy with it, which was cool because I wanted this nut sooner than later. My hand cupped the back of her head as I thrusted into her mouth. She gagged on my shit.

“You can’t take it, Alexi? Let me find out that you still can’t take this dick after all this time.”

That put a battery in her back. She pulled back, lifted my dick, and got to gargling my nuts for a few beats.

When she put me back down her throat, she started to beast. Spit drained from the corners of her mouth.

When I asked her if she wanted a drink or a mask, she took the hand that wasn’t massaging my nuts and rubbed it across her face. Bet.

A moment later, my dick was in my hand as my nut shot onto her face.

She didn’t ask me to do this often. When she did, it was because she wanted a reason to ask me for money to get her lashes done.

I can’t walk around with nutty lashes. It was crazy that she felt that she had to in some way con me into shit.

Once I was drained, she went into the bathroom to clean her face. Moments later, she came back out with a soapy cloth to clean me next. She didn’t wait for the wetness from the washcloth to dry on my dick before she asked for what she wanted.

“Um, baby, me and my girls wanted to go on a girls’ trip.” She raised her hands. “No, it’s not to get any kind of surgery.”

“Well, that’s nice to know,” I said with a smile. I moved to my dresser to get my boxer briefs to put on. “Alright, thanks for letting me know about your trip. Send me a calendar invite with the date, so I know when you’ll be gone.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll do that. I wanted to know if I can have some money to pay for the trip and spending money?” she asked with an innocent voice.

When I asked her how much she needed, her answer made me turn to look at her with tight eyes.

“Alexi, why the fuck do you need twenty-five bands for a girls’ trip? I just gave you ten bands not even a week a fuckin’ go. Where the fuck is that shit at?”

This girl ran through money like air. Forget water. She had no damn respect for money whatsoever.

“AK, baby, I used it when we went shopping in Atlanta on our weekend trip last weekend. We’re going to Paris, so the flight is like eight thousand, and my room is another six thousand. I still have like four bands in my account, I think. Oh, you just paid my credit card off too, so there’s that.”

Yeah, she had me fucked up on every level.

She stood there in front of me naked. I ignored her and finished getting dressed.

Once I was dressed, I grabbed my phone and sat on my bed.

I glanced up at Alexi for a second. Her little grin didn’t escape me.

Her ass thought I was about to transfer the money over into her account.