Page 38 of R&B Mixtape

“I got you bro. Y’all be safe.”

“No doubt.”

Stepping out of the whip, I headed inside. Gia and I were very much alike, especially in the traveling department. We preferred to travel freely and return with whatever was purchased. It defeated the purpose of going and having a good time if you didn’t enjoy the moment to the fullest, including going out to find what was trendy.

My eyes found my baby fast. I watched her walk off with her girls and I found her to be adorable. I cracked a smile as my gaze roamed her canvas. She was perfect in my eyes. She may have towered over the average woman, but she was a peon to my six-foot seven-inch frame.

Her laugh was alluring and the way she looked at you was as if you were the only person in the room. Those big brown eyes could bring any man to his knees. Gia was the baddest woman walking to me and that hadn’t changed since I first laid eyes on her.

“Mr. Parks, I see you’re headed to Italy. Will you have a carry on this trip?”

She was walking the line of being professional and ready to strip for a nigga. She banted her eyes my way and I didn’t miss the flirtatious tone she carried. She wasn’t anywhere near the kind of woman I’d go after. However, I was flattered.

“Not this go round sweetheart.”

“Well, I have you checked in and ready to go. You’re at Gate 4. I hope you enjoy your trip,” she said scribbling her name and number down on a piece of paper before handing my ticket over.

I shook my head as I walked off and balled the paper up in the process. I had no interest in shorty. It wasn’t anything against her, my interest just lay elsewhere. She was a cute chick as well, but Gia was the woman that had a nigga going crazy. I’d be a fool to pass that up.

I made sure to stay undetected while watching her and her crew from a distance. Everything about this woman was madeto satisfy me. Her smile could brighten your day and when she spoke, her voice could ease your spirit. I knew what I had, and I wasn’t about to give it up for nobody.

It was time to board, and I hung back. She wasn’t expecting me especially since I’ve ghosted her since I was made aware of the trip. When it came to her business and her girls, she kept shit secretive as if I wouldn’t support her. I didn’t like that. Thankfully, I was able to pull some strings to make this happen. Arin was very helpful once I threw some bands her way.

I waited until the stewardess yelled for the last call before I boarded. My eyes found her in no time and a small smile cursed my lips. She was about to flip her shit, but I really didn’t give a fuck. She had to know I wasn’t going to let her go across seas and not have me by her side. I didn’t play those types of games.

Sitting, I was undetected for a brief moment, but she soon noticed me and spoke her peace. I found it comical that she thought I would entertain any woman outside of her. I dug in her pussy entirely too much and loved being there. She wasn’t that damn slow the way she was putting on.

After I called for a drink from the stewardess, I was good to go. We took off shortly after with her not paying me any mind. I was cool with it because this was the only alone time, I was granting her. I was on a mission, and I’d be damned if I failed it all because she wanted to be stubborn.

I threw my head back and took a nap. The flight was a little over nine hours, so we had time to kill. I’d been running nonstop for about a month straight settling construction contracts and I could finally sit still. Much like Gia, I deserved this as well.

“Excuse me, I have to use the bathroom.”

“Oh yeah?” I said smirking at her comment.

“Your bitch around here somewhere. Go find her. Now, excuse me.”

I stood and stepped out into the aisle. She brushed pass me with her ass rubbing against my dick. I knew my baby all too well and that wasn’t anything but an invitation to join her in the bathroom. This was first class, and I could tear her ass up without the hassle.

She stepped into the bathroom, and I followed her same footsteps moments later. Gia played hard but she was as soft as cotton. She really didn’t instill fear in a nigga the way she thought she did.

I gave the door light taps, and she yelledoccupiedfrom the other side. I gave it a light tap once more, and she yanked it open with attitude. All I could do was smile at how beautiful she was.

“I said it’s fuckin’ occupied nigga. Go work your new bitch nerve and stay off mine,” she snapped.

“I’m ‘bout to.”

Stepping into the bathroom with her, she tried to refuse the gesture like I knew she would. Gia was in dire need of real love, and it baffled me at how she carried on like she didn’t. She was one that didn’t have the support of family, so it came from elsewhere, hence me and her friends always being by her side. Whether she liked it or not, this was where I planted my roots.

“No, get out Jay.”

Her hands were on my chest pushing me back, but I wasn’t budging. She allowed me in this bitch, and I wasn’t leaving until I felt that gushy shit I loved between her legs.

“I will after I fuck the shit out of you, and you better not get loud. We’re not the only ones on this muthafucka today.”

“Get the fu?—”

Her words were cut short when my hand went around her throat and brought her face to mine. She talked too much shit for me when all she had to do was take this dick and sleep until it was time to land.