Thug Love

Chapter 4 ~

Ma'Kayla's   P.O.V

I couldn't believe the shit that had happened at the club last night. That girl was tripping hard. Though Zya didn't say anything I'm pretty sure we were thinking the same thing. Either Indie use to rock with her or he still was. Either way I was curious. I had stayed at Hakeem's hotel suite since we left the club really late. I know what your thinking, that we had sex last night. You couldn't be anymore right, we torn the house up going from room to room. I've only had one sex partner before him and he definitely topped that. I walked into the den part of the suite and found Hakeem playing some racing game on his Xbox. I sat next to him with a smirk on my face, just staring at him. “Wassup Bae?” he asked pausing the game. “I wanted to ask you a question.” “Sure what's on your mind.” I turned my whole body facing him. “I may be out of line but I have to know who this Michelle chick is. She had no right to be acting the way she was. Is Indie and her together or something?” I asked patiently awaiting his response. Hakeem sat all the way back on the couch and put his hands behind his head. “Yea you are out of line. That situation is between them. I'm sure when Indie is ready to talk to Zya he will. So you need to stay out of it.” I looked at him like he was crazy. “Zya is my best friend, if Indie ends up hurting her, I'm the one who will have to pick up the pieces. So don't jog around this.” Hakeem just stared at me as if he was saying are you done now. When I realized he wasn't going to tell me, I had to go to plan b. I threw my long legs over him and sat straight up. I begun kissing his neck passionately. He let out a slight moan as I made my way down his chest. I unbuckled his belt making sure I kept eye contact. “So your not going to tell me?” I asked while pulling down his pants. “Ma'Kayla that's not...” he gasped in mid sentence as I worked my mouth down his penis. When I got all 8 1/2 inches in my mouth begun sucking like it was covered in chocolate. From his moans I knew he was enjoying it. I came up and started circling my tongue around the head, then licking from the base to the tip. That just about drove him crazy. I made sure I kept my mouth nice and wet as I bobbed my head up and down. I looked up at him and could tell he was on the verge of cuming. Just as he was about to I stopped and wiped my mouth. “What you stopped for I was just about to bust.” he said with a look on his face that made me wanna laugh. But I kept my composer. “When you tell me what I want to know then I will finish.” “Ma'Kayla, are you serious right now?” The look on my face answered his question. He signed. “Okay look... (He paused before continuing) “Michelle is Indie's babymama. Now can we get back to what we were doing.?” I stood up. “What? That's not something he needs to keep from her. When she finds out she's going to flip out.” “Whe HE tells her that's something they have to work out. It wasn't my place to tell you anyways. So you can't tell her.” “This is unbelievable she will hate me if she finds out I knew and didn't tell her.”  At that moment Hakeem picked me up and placed me up against the wall. He put me on his shoulders and dived in. I gasped and let out loud moans as he put pressure on my clit. “You not gone tell her shit.” Before I could respond he dived back in. “ohhh myy godddd. I'm not gone say nothingggg.” I screamed out as I came hard. “Good.” he said as he carried me back in the room for round two.

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I had been staying at the hotel with Hakeem for a little over 3 weeks and he was leaving to go back home today. We had did a lot of bonding over that short time period. I was sad to see him go back to New York. “So when will I see you again? ” I asked while folding one of his shirts and putting it in his suit case. He put two big duffle bags next to the door than walked over to me. “Why you gone miss me?” he asked placing his hands around my waist. “Yes I am, I hate to see you go.” I said pouting. “Tell you what give me a few weeks, a month at the most. I will come back here and then maybe I could meet your parents.” I instantly got sad when he said a month. “I guess, its not like I have a choice. You don't have a babymama that you haven't told me about?” I asked. “No I don't” he said laughing. Hakeem took out his phone and placed a call. “Ayee Big boi did you find out that information I asked you for?” He listened for a few seconds before saying, “A'ight cool that's a bet.” Then he ended the call. “Are you a drug dealer or something?” He just stood there. “I mean if you are its cool. I just wanna know what you do for a living.” “No my dad owns a few barber shops that I co own with him.” he said while zipping his suit case up and placing it by the door as well. “How can a barber shop allow you to afford things like a three week stay at the most expensive hotel in Miami?” I questioned. “They're very successful.” he said looking at his watch. “I gotta get going if I wanna make this flight.” After putting all his bags in the trunk of the cab we got in and headed towards my house. I noticed he kept glancing at his watch. “I hope I make this flight.” “You took damn near twenty minutes to put your bags in the trunk.” He wouldn't let the bell hop take his bags which would've been a lot faster. “You can't trust them people to not go through your shit. Therefore I do it myself.” I just shook my head at him. “Where is your car anyways?” I asked. “Big boi is driving it back to New York. I can't take them long ass drives. Having to constantly keep stopping for shit.” I laughed at how spoiled he was. When we pulled up at my house it looked like every light was on inside. I signed and rolled my eyes. Hakeem and I said our goodbyes and kissed before the cab drove off. Before going inside I prepared myself for my dad to start fussing and my mom just standing there watching. She had no back bone whatsoever. When I walked in it was extremely quiet inside. I was heading upstairs just as my dad yelled from the living room, “Ma'Kayla get in here.” I slowly walked into the living room. My parents were sitting on the couch. Hey daddy, hey...” “Save it.” he said cutting me off. “You think its okay for you to stay gone for weeks and not let us know where you are. And what is this I hear you were with some thug?” “You have someone spying on me?” I asked. My dad is a retired police officer. Very often he uses what he use to do to keep tabs on me. “I'm your father I can do whatever I want to.” “Just because he doesn't work as a doctor, lawyer or cop. Doesn't mean he's a thug. Plus I'm eighteen now I didn't know I had to check in with you.” My dad stood up. “Who the hell are you talking to?” “Micheal please calm down.” my mom said standing up. Which was a surprise to me. “You listen to me Ma'Kayla and you better listen well. I don't care if you are thirty. As long as your living under this roof you will follow our rules. The decision is yours.” “Okay dad, fine whatever you say.” I said going upstairs. I threw myself on my bed. It's no way my parents would agree to meet Hakeem. My phone buzzed I looked at the screen and it was Hakeem texting me.
*Hakeem- I caught my flight just in time
*Ma'Kayla- Lucky you
*Hakeem- What's wrong with you?
*Ma'Kayla- My parents are tripping. Well my dad mostly. I don't think they will agree to meet you.
*Hakeem- We will figure something out. Don't stress it.
*Ma'Kayla- I miss you
*Hakeem- Already!! Lol
*Ma'Kayla- Yesss!!!
We text until four in the morning by that time I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.