Page 13 of Suleem and Yahzi (D-Ville Projects #1)

“We good on this?” I pointed to ol’ boy and KT nodded. “Yeah we’re good. City wants to end this shit we’re in so he offered ol’ boy up. You won’t see any heat coming your way. We good on the keys?”

“Yeah, we’re good, I already hit him up. He’ll be reaching out in a few days.”

The Lords had a problem with their connect so Kassir was hooking KT up with ours. Even trade on both sides. I ended a personal problem of mine and gave them a solution to one of theirs.

“Aight bet. ’Preciate that.”

“Ay, y’all, handle that body. I got some shit to take care of.” KT hopped off the table and his guys got to work handling Dexter. “We’re gon’ drop his ass in some acid and be done with it.”

KT dapped me and Kassir before we left.

“You good on time or you need to get back?” I asked my boy as soon as we were in the car.

“Nah, I’m straight, what’s up?”

“I need to run by Yahzi’s old crib to grab what’s left of her shit.”

“She know you doing that?”

“She’s gon’ know when I pull up with it.”

“You better hope she don’t spaz on your ass,” Kassir said smugly.

“If she does I’m just gonna fuck her into compliance.”

“Yeah good luck with that. After we grab her stuff we can get some food before we head back. I’m hungry as hell and feel like I’m about to have to fuck Rebel into compliance too with the way she’s trying to pretend like she’s not about to be mine again.”

I chuckled, completely understanding. That was exactly why I was grabbing Yahzi’s shit. No options meant no resistance. Her time here was done and there was no point in pretending otherwise.

While Kassir pulled off, I sat for a minute and was about to hit Yahzi up to let her know I was about to pull up but a text from her was already waiting.

Yah: I need some dick…

Horny ass. I love that shit though…

Me: Some dick or my dick?

Me: And be mindful of your answer.

Yah: Some dick…

Yah: From you.

Me: You’re trying to get fucked up instead of fucked with them slick ass answers.

Yah: You wouldn’t do that.

Me: Nah I wouldn’t but I do have a way to calm all that slick shit down. It’s thick, long, hard, and has no chill.

Yah: Your dick don’t have no chill.

Me: You asking or you confirming because I’m sure you already know how I get down.

Them bubbles started and stopped several times before the text finally came through.

Yah: You on your way or do I need to get an iDrive? Everybody is leaving and I’m drunk

Me: I wish the fuck you would get yo’ ass in an iDrive and you just told me you were drunk. Sit yo’ ass down somewhere safe, I’m on my way.

Yah: Sitting my ass down, sir

I chuckled, locked my phone, and dropped it in my lap so I could go get my baby.

It took me twenty minutes to make it to The Dexter and I called Yahzi to let her know I was outside.

A few minutes later she walked her fine ass out of the entrance in some silk pajamas that hugged her thick thighs and a bonnet on her head.

She squinted and smiled, stumbling a little when I got out to open her door.

As soon as she was close enough, she threw her arms around me, trying not to drop the bag of shit I assumed she got from the party.

“Hey, baby.” She pressed her face into my chest then tilted her head back. “You smell good.”

“And your ass is for sure drunk. Get in the car so I can feed you.”

“I have on pajamas, we can’t go eat.”

“Let me worry about that. Get yo’ ass in the car.”

She smiled and nodded, letting me take the bag while she fumbled her way into the passenger seat, kicked off her sandals, pulled her feet up, and crossed her ankles.

I tossed that shit in the back, leaned in to buckle her seatbelt, then kissed her before I closed the door and made my way to the driver’s side.

“Do I look cute? Tonight was cute. I had fun.” She grinned lazily and turned her face toward me with her head back against the seat.

“Yeah you’re cute, Yah. I’m glad you had fun. My aunt gone already?”

“Mhm.” She nodded. “She left with Shelia…Sharon…no, Sylvia. They said they were going to find some strippers since Miss Chandra didn’t have any.”

Yahzi laughed and covered her mouth with her hand. “Wait, I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. Girl code.”

“Bruh…” I wanted to be mad but I didn’t have the energy to stress about what the fuck my aunt was about to get into and deal with Yahzi’s tipsy ass. When she drank too much she got giddy as hell and wanted to fuck.

“Don’t tell her I told you, okay? She said you need to mind your business because she’s grown.”

I chuckled. “I’m not gonna tell her with your snitching ass.”

Yahzi turned in the seat, leaning her shoulder against the back and extending one of her legs across the console as she placed her foot in my lap. I looked down at them pretty ass toes with white polish on them then shook my head when she moved them over my lap.

“I missed you. You gonna give me some dick?”

“Yeah, after I put some food in your stomach. Did you eat tonight?”

She nodded. “We had cute little stuff. It was really pretty but small.” She frowned.

“So basically your ass was turning up but didn’t eat shit.”

When a smile spread across her face, I laughed and shook my head.

“You gonna take care of me?”

“Yeah Yah, I got you.”

I drove us to Pancake House and ordered a stack with grits.

I skipped the bacon and hash browns because that shit was gonna be too greasy on her stomach.

I also added two bottles of water to help sober her up.

When I got back in the car, I opened her container, cut up her pancakes and poured the syrup on them before I placed it in her lap.

Before we pulled off I opened one of the bottles of water and positioned it in the cup holder.

“You’re not eating?” she asked as she stabbed at some of the pancakes and shoved them in her mouth, moaning. “Oh, this is good. I missed these.”

“Nah, I picked up something with Serious before we pulled up on y’all.”

She frowned up her cute ass face and glared at me. “Why you call him that?”

“Habit. It ain’t nothing.”

She shook her head. “He can’t be that and you can’t be Bank. Things have to be different and Rebel won’t stay if they’re not different. She can be my friend and I want her to stay. I don’t have friends but she’s my friend.”

Her drunk ass was rambling and repeating herself so I wasn’t about to argue. “Rebel said she staying?”

Yahzi nodded, then grinned again. “But you can’t tell her I said she was staying because Kassir isn’t supposed to know. Girl code.”

“Bruh, your code is weak as fuck.” I chuckled and she shrugged, shoving eggs in her mouth. “And you don’t have friends because your ass don’t like people.”

When she frowned hard then smiled, shrugging again, I shook my head.

My baby was a loner. She was cool with people but never had a tight circle.

I was glad she fucked with Rebel because it was gonna be hard to make this shit work if they couldn’t be around each other.

Kassir was family, which meant Rebel was family.

“I like Rebel so she can be my friend. Well she won’t if you tell her I broke code. You gonna tell I was snitching?”

“Nah, I’m not gonna say shit. You’re good with your drunk ass. Finish your food, man.”

I drove around long enough for Yahzi to finish eating.

When we pulled up at the crib, she was in one of her baby me moods.

She wanted me to carry her ass to the door.

One thing I never denied was how this damn woman had me on some soft shit for her.

As soon as we were out of the car, I had her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck, and my hands under her ass to hold her in place.

I carried her through the lobby to the elevators and into the apartment straight to the bathroom where I set her on the counter while I turned on the shower.

I got her out of her clothes and stripped out of mine before we were under the steamy spray where I washed my baby from head to toe, washed the day off me, then sat on the bamboo bench with my dick standing at attention.

“Come sit on your shit, Yah, so I can make you cum and put your ass to bed.” I leaned back and spread my legs, offering an invitation for Yahzi to come sit on her throne.

I didn’t have to make the demand twice. She made her way to me, sank down on my dick, and groaned from the fullness.

My hands cuffed her ass and squeezed while I dragged my tongue over her bottom lip and sucked it.

While she lifted onto her toes over my lap, just enough to roll her hips, she climbed up my dick then sank down hard, rocking back and forth before she did that shit again.

Her grip was so tight and gushy it took a lot of effort to let her maintain control. The way she wound her hips in a circular motion, climbing up and down my dick and grinding rough and hard on my lap each time she landed, had my fingers pressing firmly into her ass to keep from taking over.

When she moved her hands up her stomach and palmed her breasts, pinching and tugging at her nipples, I smirked and dropped my head forward, sucking them one by one. I bit down hard then flicked my tongue over the tortured area to soothe the ache while she fucked me harder.

“I see you want this one to be a solo effort.”

She grinned and bounced more aggressively on my dick. I leaned back and watched her do her thing through hooded eyes, enjoying the sexy way she moved her hands over her body, wound her hips, then moved a hand between her thighs to tease her clit.

“Oh fuck…” She dropped her head back and them pretty ass lips parted while she arched her back and squeezed her thighs, forcing her pussy to clamp down on my dick.

“You better take it how you want it ’cause soon as you’re done, I’m taking over and I’m tearing your shit down.”

She rubbed her clit harder and began rocking back and forth when she came.

“Give me that shit, Yah. I want all of it.”

And she did. My baby’s pussy was pulsing and leaking while she bounced on my dick, trembling through her release.

When she fell into my chest and dropped her head on my shoulder, I split her lips with my tongue before shoving it into her mouth, kissing roughly and sliding my hands under her cheeks, spreading them open at the same time I lifted her up my dick.

When I brought her down, I jerked my hips up, meeting her halfway with a deep thrust.

“Shit, oh fuck…” Her hands moved to my shoulders to brace herself while I kept ramming my dick into her wetness.

Her pussy gripped me in a vise grip me sucking my nut from me like it was hers to claim.

Based on the cocky smile she delivered when she dropped her eyes to mine, she knew exactly what she was doing.

I eased my fingers through her hair, yanked her head back, and sucked on her neck while I sprayed that pussy with my seed. She kept bouncing on my dick until it was no longer pulsing against her walls.

We washed, got out, and dried off. Yahzi dressed in one of my T-shirts and put one of those wrap things on her head because I fucked up her hair.

She climbed in bed while I put on some briefs and made sure the alarm was set and all the lights were out.

Her tipsy ass was out before I could climb in bed with her.

I wrapped my body around hers and chased that same peace.