When It Works

In The Cards

"Come on nigga you coming or what?" Troy asked 

"Yea yea Nigga come on" Zac said still in a trance 

Fatima is dancing with her eyes closed when Zac walked up and made sure he pressed up on her enough so that she felt his manhood but not enough to creep her out. He put his arm around firmly but not aggressively and spoke directly into her ear. "What a sight for sore eyes, I guess it was in the cards huh?" He asked seductively. Fatima was startled at first but then there was something familiar about the voice and then she remembered who she'd only told one nigga that line too and she regretted each day not giving him her number. Before she open her eyes she quivered at his touch as his breath brushed past her ear and tickled the nape of her neck. She melted in her arms as the smell of his cologne and a mix of alcohol and mint infiltrated her nostrils. Once she finally opened her eyes she noticed everybody staring at them the chemistry was undeniable and it stunned the room. She was the woman no man could take their eyes of since she entered the party and he was the guy every girl wanted and man wanted to be. They were it. They didn't care about the stares. He guided her around to face him and when she did her panties were instantly wet. Damn this nigga fine. Keep it together Fatima keep it together bitch don't look thirsty. Pull it together. She finally find the words and when she doesn't it's only a few. "Well hello Zac" still staring in her eyes he licked his lips and said "hello gorgeous". It was something about the way he said gorgeous that just drove her crazy. I wanna hop on his dick right now. Give these people a show. Breaking the gaze Troy asked with his eyebrow raised "y'all know each other?" 

"Sumthin like that" Zac said never looking away all the while undressing Fatima with his eyes.

"Yea sumthin like that" Fatima repeated it exactly like Zac said it

"Aight well no need for me to introduce y'all, you niggas bout to fuck on the hookah." Troy laughin 

They all started laughing and the bottle girl bought a round of shots. Which reminded Fatima she owed whoever party she was at a birthday drink. So she ordered another round from the bottle girl. Once she was out with the next round of shots she told Troy to take the shot to his cousin and tell him happy birthday. Fatima wasn't interested in meeting anybody else now that Zac was in her presence. Troy laughed and as Zac took the shot from his hand. "Well thank you gorgeous I appreciate it." He said quickly throwing the shot back. Fatima lookin shocked. This entire time it's his birthday this nigga  can get more than a shot, shit.  "So it's your birthday" "looks that way" "I guess it was in the cards, what are the odds that I'd be here without a clue in the world". "Well I'm glad you are I thought about you almost everyday hoping I'd run into you again". Blushing Fatima asked "So what you drinkin" because she had just instructed the bottle girl to bring another round of w.e the first was she never asked. "You" he responded licking his lips. Something in her told her he was for real. This nigga tryna have me crazy. Little do he know he can have me! 

"Stop playing what you drinkin." 

"Girl I ain't playin, I let you outta my sight for almost a year that ain't happening again" 

This shit turning Fatima on and to think she had the same type of hold on him that he had on her. Then she thought wait. If the connection this strong already wtf gon happen when we fuck?  Am I ready to be gone over another nigga. He look like he gon have me bleaching clothes and slashing tires if he fuck wit me. But it was just something about him. It was like gravitational pull she was naturally drawn to him. As he was to her Zac was just a little more subtle with his emotions. As scared as he is to let a woman in it's something about Fatima he can't deny. God is she the one cuz I done met a lot of beautiful women but it seem like I can give her more than I'm used to of myself. .