The NoteBook (A Queen Mafia Love Story) Pt.3

The Notebook•12

Two months later....
Jordan POV

I walk up the two flights of stairs and down the hall to the door. I knock and wait.

"Damn where this girl at?" I say to myself after waiting for a minute.

I knock on the door again and immediately the door knob jiggles and the door opens. I look at her.

"Damn, what's taking you so long?" I ask walking in.

"I was in the back." She says closing the door.

She leads us to her room and I sit on her bed.

"You want something to drink?"

"What you got?" I ask

"Henny."

"Yea, let me get some of that." She walks out the room and I light up my blunt. She comes back to the room with a bottle of Henny and two cups.

She pours us a both a cup before handing me mines. I take a sip as she climbs onto the bed.

"You sure yo baby momma not gone find out?"

I look at her.

"I told you me and her ain't together. What you scared of her or something?"

"Absolutely not. I told you, I got my own nigga and I don't need no shit."

"You ain't got nothing to worry about, chill. Now come here."

She soon climbs onto my lap before we start kissing and touching. Angela and I started talking again a a couple weeks ago. We seen each other at a kick back and we ended up messing around a little bit. We decided to link up again tonight.

After kissing and touching for a few she finally pulls my dick out. I spark my blunt up again and lay back while she slob on my dick. I ain't gone lie, her throat feeling too good.

"Damn girl." I moan out.

My phone rings and I eventually grab it. I look at the number and see it's Kierra. I hang up and tell myself I'll call her back.

As soon as I'm getting ready to nut, the phone rings again.

"Fuck man. Hold on." I tell her.

She stops as I go ahead and answer the phone.

"Hello?" I ask

"Jordan!?" I realize it's Fatima.

"Wassup T, where Kierra?"

"Kierra's in labor, shes about to have the baby!"

"Shit! I'm on my way!"I say before hanging up.

I jump up and get myself together.

"I gotta go." I say