Dwayne POV
After one dance on the floor
She came back wanting for more (for more)
Now I don't know what it is that I've got
What she whispered, it was so nice, so nice
But her man is sitting across the way
And he could hear the things I say
Now he watches from the corner of his eyes
So a move like this would be so unwiseOoh, ooh, he's standing in my way
Standing in my way, yeah hey 🎶
As the music played in the background, my gut churned, never have I been so nervous in my life. I stared down at my phone... her chat, watching as; Her🍆 is typing lights up my screen.What the fuck is she typing so long, and why am I so nervous? I don't remember being nervous about anything at all, but when it comes on to her... Chanize... my heart beats a little faster.
Why? I don't know, it's not like I want a relationship, God knows those are just liabilities. But I have never been with a girl like her, so natural... so innocent, and that is what drives me crazy, my newly found cravings,
🙄Who is this?
Finally, she replied... not the type I wanted but atleast she did,
"Look like deh B ya blind fi real eno, me know she see me dp," I hissed.
She was still online, probably waiting for a response, she was trying to play sick silly games, seems as if she doesn't know that kind of prizes to be won,
Seems as if them need fi strengthen the medication in yuh glasses... you nuh see me dp?
I know it was a bit harsh, but I am easily annoyed, and she involuntary get a demerit out of three strikes for that.
Maybe... but me a wonder if I should get something for my memory too, cause me no memba giving you my number.
Shit, I clicked my tongue.... that took me by surprise, now I can't help but think that I probably upset her.
I want to see you... Now. Suh forward pan the block
I hit send.
"Yo... you good?" I heard Gunbag approaching, the music wasn't too loud, so I hear him clearly.
Lowering my phone in my pocket, I decided not to wait for her respond, she types way too slow and she doesn't need to answer anyways, I didn't ask her a question.
"Yeah, Dwag... just a likkle gyal problem,"
"Already?" Gunbag chuckled, "You no just land bredda... like a week ago?"
"And still no fuck nothing, a true mi can't get the time eno,"
"Ya cold up man... Young Don me know use knock dung all three fi the day,"
Gunbag, the old me... the one before that night had several women to pick choose and refused from. At point, confrontations with these females got out of hand, starting dangerous fights, injuring each other... over me. Saddest thing is, at that time I had some one special, Alicia... the browning from uptown. It was a thing back then for a ghetto youth to lock down a town girl in a him area. Can you imagine a hot gyal that is used to her lobster and shrimp pasta, in a my place a peel green banana?
Yeah, a suh me did have her head.
But, eventually... Alicia grew tired of me and my lifestyle, the gang, the guns and the bagga gyal.
"You memba Alicia dwag?"
"Ofcourse.... Thick body, chrome skin Alicia... hey a did you wife that ino dwag, me memba when Pumpkin and Tash out a you gate a war, and you Alicia in a house deh," Gunbag laughed, bringing the vape to his mouth
"Yeah," I smiled remembering her and all the other waste gyal me use to fuck, "You get one part wrong though,"
"Wa that?" Gunbag coughed,
"Me never wife up no gyal yet in a me life... good gyal nor batta ears,"
"Ya sample mon eno," Gunbag shook his head, "So wei ya tell me seh... you never love that deh gyal deh?"
"No sah.... her pussy good thou," I smiled.
"You a real wicked man... a so it go still, a gýal afi know seh the way how we live, and the risks we take... we can never settle down,"
And where is the lie? I thought, there is none because he told none. I am not cut of for happiness, sadly I have to watch every one around me get married, have kids, grow old together.... but not me, and I would be selfish if I was to want those things, knowing the dangers that lies ahead.
"Forward," I finally spoke, nudging my head towards the crowd. The foot ball match ended in a draw, and it was now time for the after party, "Me no know bou you but me afi chop one dem gyal ya in a the night ya,"
"You see you now," Gunbag walked off, "Ya pick, choose and refused... Caz me see gyal a throw dem self pan you from you land, but me know a who your mind deh pan...."
You do? I thought.
"Keisha," he continued.
"Well," I laughed, "Not exactly... but you close,"
"Done tell you a ting eno dwag... a you must know if you wah risk it with deh walking AK47 wei she have unda her foot," Gunbag taunted,
"Me have a vest," I laughed as we walked further into the crowd,
"Hmm... me did have too, and when she dun wid me you would think it's a mesh marina,"
"Yo, me over yassuh," I laughed, veering paths. Gunbag is a real one, but sometimes he doesn't know when to stop, it's best a we go our separate ways for the night.
Standing over by the bar, sipping my magnum, my eyes searched the crowd, it was now thick and people from all walks of life were here, but not her. That cousin of hers is though... can't remember his name but I have a strong feeling he doesn't like me very much... but who care, me no fuck man, plus a him cousin belly me wa full a seed like guava...
"Me ago use the bathroom," I felt cold finger tips on my chin, pulling on my beard, "Sometime I don't remember to close the door," she winked, locking her lips as she swayed her hips passed me.
I guess you can't teach a old dog new tricks, because even with the handful warnings...
Me still wa fuck deh gyal ya.
Emptying the remains of the magnum, I set the bottle down. Looking over my shoulders before I walked off towards the house,
Gunbag must deh one side a laugh
But me no care bout that, as long Chanize no deh ya fi see wa gwan, or deh fat bwoy wei she call her cousin.
Inside the house, I looked around...
Afta me no sure a which bathroom she deh
But, she ago pick one wei close so...
I saw the lights in the guest bathroom down stairs,
Not really smart, it can be anyone.
Twisting the knob, I swallowed hard when I saw her.... Keisha, naked.
With small breast, pink nipples and a shaved pussy, I smirked when I saw her,
Me like deh gyal.... she get straight to the point.
Kneeling down on her knees, she started to unbuckled my belt, keeping her eyes locked on mine the whole time,
"Me wa you come in a the back me throat," her sweet voice squeaked as she bit on her bottom lip,
Taking my aroused cock in her hand, she pumped it a few times, licking her lips....
"Wait..." I stopped her, searching my back pocket,
"Wrap it up," I handed her a rough rider,
"You wa me suck you hood in a condom?" She raised her eyebrow,
Yeah, the way how Gunbag talk bou you not even you mouth me no trust, I thought.
"Precautions babes," I smiled down at her, "Now... pinch, leave a inch and roll," I blew her a kiss.

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Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)
RomanceThe exciting journey of Dwayne and Chanize, the perfect working-class "inner city" girl who fell in love with a Jamaican Don. But is the heart of a Jamaican Don capable of loving? (IT FULLA MISTAKE... SOON EDIT IT!!) This is a fictional story with f...