Page 26 of Repo'd His Heart
“Shhhitttt! FUCK me LO”Fallon’s screaming at the top of her lungs cutting Solana off. We both looked at that door crazily hearing Fallon’s screams turn into muffled grunts. That ho wasn’t slick her ass was puttin’ on cause she knew Solana was out here. Fallon wanted her to hear them fuckin.’
“Guess, I’m going to take an early day. No way I can have Sunshyne in here with all that hollering she doing,” She tried to mask her aggravation with a straight face, but it was written all over her body language.
“I ain’t tryna hear that shit either.” I mugged the office door before I followed Solana out the front door. “Aye,” I called out to her when we got outside. She was standing at the bus stop. Sunshyne’s bus would be coming down the street.
“What?” Solana turned to face me, her lips pouting slightly.
“That’s shit in there ain’t about nothin.’ Pussy is pussy to niggas. He still fuck with you the long way.” I was tryna save face for my brother. Even if he didn’t tell me he gave a fuck about Solana. I didn’t need to hear his words when I saw his actions. He fucked with her for whatever reason and I was my brother’s keeper. I had his back right or wrong.
“I don’t give a fuck.” Solana gave me a dirty look before she faced the road. I snickered at her mad ass, Lo couldn’t say I didn’t try.
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Later That Same Day
“Cup ya fuckin’ teeth and suck this shit like you mean it.” I commanded Nene as she leaned over the middle console of my car.
Her mouth was gobbling my dick as saliva fell from her mouth. Her naked ass was in the air, and my right hand palmed it teasing her pussy with my index finger. While my right hand had a grip on her hair, guiding her movements. I was too close tomy nut to let her fuck this shit up. Saying fuck, it, I lifted my hips slightly and started to fuck her face, Nene was a freak she liked the rough shit. Hearing the gurgling sounds of Nene choking on my dick sent me over the edge and my nut shot down her throat. Nene’s nasty ass kept sucking my dick until my shit was completely dry and limp.
Nene sat back in her seat with a frown as she glared down at my limp dick. “What the fuck is wrong with you?
“Shit, I can ask you the same fuckin’ thing. Since when you don’t know how to suck my dick? I ain’t never had to make myself nut.”
I was just as annoyed as Nene, I never had to work that hard for a nut when I fucked with her. I’m sure she was mad because my dick wasn’t getting back hard like it normally would which meant she wasn’t getting any dick. A nigga was tired as fuck; I didn’t have no more energy for shit else.
“Nigga, bye my head is A1. Stop tryna play me. You need to figure out how to bring ya dick back to life,” Nene spat while she reached across nudging my dick.
Swatting her hand away from my dick. I pulled my dick back inside my boxes and pulled my sweats up. “Let me have to break a sweat again that’s ya ass. Imma find me a new bitch to suck my dick.”
Nene smacked her lips then mugged me in the side of the head. “And Imma beat that bitch’s ass too. Act like you know how I’m coming behind my nigga.”
“When you find ya nigga tell him I said what up.”
“Boy boo, come on I’m tryna eat. Since I can’t get no dick I might as well fill up on some food,” Nene said as she pulled down the tiny red skirt she was wear. I didn’t see the purpose because it barely covered her ass. Then she opened her car door, and the smell of food reminded me I was hungry.
The whole point of us even being in my car right now was cause I wanted some food. I scooped Nene up cause I wanted to pussy but that was supposed to be after I got me something to eat but her freaky ass pulled my dick out and started sucking it. I let her do what she did best although the head was mediocre. I made sure my clothes were adjusted properly before I opened my door and got out. I led the way into Taco shack, a little Mexican restaurant I loved to eat at. I had to mug the fuck out of Nene when she slickly tried to slide her hand into mine. She knew better than to try to me like that. I had never been a romantic lovey-dovey nigga. All that kissing, holding hands, hugging and that other shit I didn’t do. I gave dick and a little bit of money. I guess Nene didn’t get the memo because she continued on with trying to be all over me. She was doing that shit cause the broad at the front kept staring at a nigga. I was a handsome ass nigga it was expected that bitches were gonna stare but Nene and her territorial bullshit was finna get her cussed out. We followed behind the hostess as we were lead to our seats and Nene tried to fucking hold my hand again. I swear that bitch couldn’t be this slow.
“You so aggy Bruh,” I shot her a look that let her know she was starting to piss me off. When we got to our both I sat facing the door and Nene thought she was finna sit next to me. I nipped that shit in the bud quickly.
“No, I’m tired of you not treating me like I don’t mean shit to you.” Nene said plopping down dramatically on the other side of the booth.
I snickered when I heard the people in the booth behind us groan in annoyance. My eyes licked with the shorty in the booth behind us and my eyes bucked. Beaumont wasn’t this fucking small. Zaylee’s four eyed ass was staring back at me. She scoffed then adverted her eyes like a nigga was a peace of shit. Focusing back on the nigga that was in front of her. Myjaw clenched as I told myself not to cause a fucking scene. I might have not been fucking with Zaylee but that didn’t mean I wanted anyone else fucking with her. Her sitting across from another nigga that wasn’t me didn’t sit right with my soul. I was chalkin’ my possessiveness over her up to our history together. A part of me would always want Zaylee to myself. It wasn't in my rational mind because it didn’t even make sense to me. I should have hated her ass with everything in me. Yet here I was getting mad watchin’ her entertain some nigga. I swear I needed to fuck Zaylee one good time. That was the only reason that made sense to me. Her coming back home opened up shit I thought I didn’t need closure for, but I did. Fucking her would bring me back to my senses and let me see her for the baby killing bitch she is. I really wanted to fuck the shit out of her at her dad’s funeral, but it didn’t seem like the right time or place. I fucked with her mama too and I wasn’t tryna disrespect her house either. I ain’t give a fuck about her bitch ass daddy either he wasn’t shit when he was alive and wasn’t finna be shit dead. I had to check Zaylee’s dad one too many times for talking out the side of his neck to Zaylee. He eventually got the picture when his face met my fist, and he learned to leave her the fuck alone. That was back when I gave a fuck about her stupid ass.
“Mikaellll?” Nene waved her fat ass fingers in my face bringing my attention back to her. I forgot she was even here. “Did you hear anything I said?”
“Did I reply to you?” I asked, my irritation evident in my tone.
“Eww, don’t be rude, I was looking tryna out for you! Ungrateful ass nigga.”
“What the fuck you say Nene,” I tried not to look behind Nene at Zaylee, but our eyes kept locking.
“I was just saying about the new tow company, uh I think it’s called Brothers Towing or something.
They’ve been all over social media advertising their low prices. They had a little ad with one of y’all trucks saying they’d beat y’all in every way or some shit like that.” Nene shrugged her shoulders cluelessly as she picked up the menu looking over it. Thankfully, she wasn’t lookin’ at a nigga cause I was focus on Zaylee’s dumb ass. Subtly, while her nigga was looking down at his phone, Zaylee flipped me off. I smirked contemplating if I should cause a scene or let her childish ass make it. Apparently she thought I was a fucking joke.
“Oh, yeah?” I asked, tuning back into what Nene’s was telling me.
Normally competition didn’t phase me. B&B wasn’t the only towing and mechanic shop in Beaumont, but we were the largest and only Black owned towing company. Of course, people love to try to fuck with us because our name rang bells. Most times they learned our business was solid and the little shit didn’t move us. What got my attention was the name Brothers because everyone in Beaumont knew B&B stood for Blood Brothers. It was one thing for muthafuckas to try to compete with us but to start trying to copy us. I wasn’t going for that shit.
