Chola Lokka

No Time For Love

Lokka dragged her suitcase up the steps and into private plane that she dropped almost 8,000 on just because she could.

Yusuf sat down in the double seats, stretching his legs, while facing the other connected seats. Lokka scanned her options. She didn't what to be sitting next to a window allowing one of them to trap her inside. Just to be safe she sat across from Yusuf, in the middle of a row.

Bullet stumbled on making Lokka laugh to herself. He never flew before so to say he was "Nervous" wasn't even the word. She found it funny that for as big and tough as he was, he was terrified of flying.

"You laughin' at me?" He asked looking down to her taking the seat directly next to hers. She took a deep breath enjoying his musky but subtle cologne playing in her lungs.

Lokka sucked her teeth, "Nah. You good." She said mushing his shoulder.

Dez boarded, dragging his bag behind him lazily. His eyes dashed to Lokka and Bullet sitting side by side. Naturally, he took what he felt like was his rightful spot, besides Lokka. He wedged his hand between the chair and her body, onto the small of her back making his fingers rake up her spine.

Lokka clamped her jaw tight, to keep from damn near moaning as her back arched slightly. For some odd reason, her spine had always been an erogenous zone for her.

And Dez knew it.

He pressed his fingertips deep in her soft skin and dragged up making Lokka nibble fiercely on her bottom lip. She shifted away from him in a last attempt of her sanity.

Dez slowly slid his hand away from her, content. Really, that just was a check to see if she was still feeling him. Since Bullet been around lately, he felt like she'd been acting funny towards him and he didn't like it.

The plane experienced some turbulence causing everyone to jolt. Both armrest on either side was taken. Dez had his hand palm up convenient for if she suddenly decided to hold his hand, and on the other side Bullet did the same. Lokka stared straight ahead at Yusuf trying to avoid eye contact with either of them, her arms folded tightly across her chest.

Yusuf watched her with a smirk. He's been figured out that awkward tension within the group and he understood what the issue was. Lokka was sexy as fuck not to mention she knew how to use it, but unlike them, he wasn't attracted to her. He was only attracted to getting money.

Seeing money gave him butterflies, it made him hard, it could get him off if there was enough of it. He only had time to be in a relationship with Mrs. Cash, and messing around with your boss wasn't the way to keep her.

Lokka shifted again trying to stay balanced so that she didn't brush up against either of them. Yusuf put his legs down, before patting the seat next to him signaling for her to sit there. He had his entertainment and decided to save her from the fucked up situation they put her in.

Dez and Bullet's faces were showed confusion when she hopped up and moved next to Yusuf.

He eyed them back, "Ya'll really tripping right now. Leave that shit for later. We going to turn up, not make each other feel fucking weird."

Lokka giggled at Yusuf's outburst. He was tired of seeing her squirm under their pressure. She leaned her head on his shoulder falling asleep now that she felt a little more comfortable.

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As the plane landed on the private runway in the edge of Atlanta, Lokka was fast asleep on Yusuf's shoulder. Looking down at her, he had to keep himself from laughing. Even in her sleep, she still had a mean mug on her face. She looked ready to kill anyone who dared to disturb her.