The Move

Chapter 1: Ebony Goddess

7:30 AM Saturday morning I'm just waking up. I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling in deep thought trying recap the night prior. Me and the crew had been grinding hard all week so you know we had to turn up Friday.

My circle was small. It was me, Sunny, Mike, Ducky, Shaffir, Tavish, and Ricky. We hit the club around 11:45 walked to the bar and took shots of Patron to get leveled. The homies like to show off so they cop a bottle of Moët and headed to V.I.P. Mean while I stay posted at the bar observing the scene from the cut. I turn to the the bartender and order a Henny on the rocks.

As I sip on my potion I couldn't help but notice a fine piece of work watching me from a distance. I play it cool like I don't see her I didn't want her to know she had my attention. She was about 5'6" 135 lbs brown skin with dreads. Lord knows I have a weakness for a women with dreads. It's as if the situation was pre planned.

I leave the bar to meet up with the fellas up top in V.I.P. I walk in to see the homies already in full " slum". My boy Tavish approaches me already lit and hands me the bottle of Moët and tells me to turn up! The DJ got the club jumping playing hit after hit, me and the Squad super turnt. I mean we in the hottest club in Miami how could you not be turnt up?

It's going on 1:30 AM as I head to the back of our section to relax and catch my breath. I couldn't help but to start thinking about shorty who was watching me at the bar earlier when we first came in. I walk over to my nigga Sunny and tell him Ima go out to front of the club to smoke one and I'll be right back.

I leave V.I.P. making my way through the crowd to the front of the club when I feel a soft hand caress my chest as I walk by. I look back to her standing there rolling her hips to the Gyptian song playing. It seemed as if everything around me ceased to exist. She was so beautiful, a Nubian queen who was missing one thing....a king.

So fuck it I step to her. " What's good ma" I ask her.

She responds " nothing but you daddy".

Now when a girl calls you daddy off the rip that only means one thing.... She want the dick. I smile and asked for her name. She told me her name was "Lucky".

"Why they call u Lucky?" I asked.

She replied " because I'm a mans good luck charm". It was obvious all she wanted was my dick from the get go but there was still a game to be played.

"Well please allow me to buy my new good luck charm a drink" I said to her as I extended my arm to her.

We made our way to the bar. "A Hennessy on the rocks for me and any drink this beautiful lady wants".

She order a Sex On The Beach with a shot of Patron. This shorty wasn't holding back, she knew what she wanted and had no shame in expressing it.

We sit at the bar for about an hour and a half laughing and talking. We talked as if we had known each other a lifetime. This women wasn't like any other women I had met before. Although I knew she wanted to fuck I couldn't help but get to know her just a little bit.

I look down at my watch it's going on 3:30 am the Henny had set in and I'm my ready for anything. I look at her and the look she gives was confirmation it was time to stop beating around the bush and head to my place for the main event.

" Lets get out of here and go back to my spot" I said.

She responded " Took you long enough daddy". Mmmmm she knew what to say to get a nigga going.

We making our way out the club when my nigga Mike crazy ass runs up with a bottle of Henny live as fuck.

" Drewskiiiiii babeeeeeee my nigga you ain't leaving yet are you? The turn up just got real my nigga!!"