The Forbidden Hit

Chapter 11

"What? Are you sure?"  Jamaal asked Raven. "Jamaal. What the fuck do you think I am? Slow? YES! That's what he said." Raven answered back with sass. "He needs to be dealt with. Quickly." Jamaal urged. Jayla grew worried for the child growing inside of her. "We should come up with a code." Jamaal and Raven whipped around in her direction. "What?" Jamaal questioned. "In case he holds one of us hostage and tells us to call the others. We need a code." Jamaal put his hand on his chin. "How about, When was the last time you went to mom's grave?" Raven said off the top of her head. Jayla nodded, "Yea. That'll work for you two, but what about me?" Jamaal continued to think about a cover for Jayla. "How about, 'Bring home some peanut butter." Jayla frowned, "I'm allergic to peanut butter." Jamaal nodded, "Exactly. So that's how I'll know something is wrong." Raven smiled, "That's actually pretty clever." Jamaal nodded, "Thank you." Raven waved her hand in the air, "Ok, but what if I have to get in contact with Jayla? What do I say?" Jayla turned to her, "Say, 'Don't forget to wash the dishes.'" Raven chuckled, "Why?" Jamaal smiled, "Because she never forgets to wash the dishes." Jayla smiled, "Exactly." Raven smirked, "Nice one." Jamaal nodded, "Yes, but it'll never have to be used because neither of you are leaving this house until he's dealt with. Understood?"

"Suppose it does?" Raven yelled. Jamaal shook his head, "look just stay here, stay hidden and stay safe. You got that?" Raven fumed, "Bullshit. I'll go and talk to him. See what he's up to, get in his head a little bit. I'll report everything back to you guys." Raven said in a rush. Jayla hugged her and nodded. "Rav-" She cut him off, "Jamaal. I'm a grown woman. Let me handle this. I'll set up a meeting with him. I'll let you know when it's done." She then stormed back to the guest room Jayla kindly let her stay in. Jamaal banged his fist on the counter, "Damn it! I just want to protect her. She too fuckin' stubborn to see da!" He shouted in his native vernacular. Jayla rubbed her delicate soft hands on his back, "Calm down. Let me go talk to her." As Raven laid in bed, trying to ease her mind, she heard a knock at the door. "It's open." She said dryly. Jayla entered and closed the door behind her. "Raven there's something I want you to know, but you can't tell Jamaal." Raven frowned, "He's my brother Jayla, I have to tell him." Jayla held her head down and glided over to Raven, "Raven, please." Raven sighed, "What the fuck I done got myself into? Ok. Lay it on me." Jayla smiled as she held her stomach, "I'm pregnant." Raven's eyes widen as she got off the bed and jumped up and down. "OH. MY. GOSHHHHHH! Hahaaaaaaaa! He's gonna be so excited!! When are you gonna tell him?" Jayla laughed, "He knows, but I'm damn sure not gonna remind him. You think I wanna be held hostage in my own house?" Raven beamed with excitement, "Well, somebody has to buy my little niece some cute little outfits." Jayla smiled, "Or nephew." Raven screamed even more. "Oh my gosh! It's a boy?!?!??? Ahhhhhhhh!" Jayla shushed Raven as she tried to calm her down. "Girl hush yo' mouth. Jamaal can hear you." Raven covered her mouth with her hands as she stifled her screams from being heard. "Wait wait. He doesn't know it's a boy?" Jayla shook her head,"No. And I'd like it to stay that way." Raven smiled, "Ok. Ok. I'm sorry." They both laughed. "Girl I'm so excited for you." Jayla smiled, "Thank you. Well, I just wanted to tell you the good news. I'll give you your privacy, girl." Jayla said. Raven smiled as she walked her to the door. "Ok girl. Just knock if you wanna talk. I'll be in here." Raven said as she walked out the door.

Jayla went back to Jamaal and sat in his lap. "Baby, what's wrong?" Jamaal flared his nostril, "That nigga put a hit on you and you walkin' around here like you don't have a target on your back." Jayla sighed, "Jamaal, stop worrying. And you attackin' like I walk around town like it's nobody's business. No one knows where I live, ok? Just relax daddy." She said seductively. Jamaal smiled, "Oh. Daddy is it?" Jaylaa laughed, "Mhmmm." Jamaal slowly began to lay her back on the couch, "Well come show daddy your toy collection." Jayla let out a hearty laugh. "Jamaal, your sister is in the room about 600 feet from here." Jamaal smiled, "Well then lemme you take you up stairs." Jayla groaned, "Mmm. I don't know about that." Jamaal sucked his teeth. "C'mon ma." Jayla pushed him off of her, "What's in it for me?" Jamaal smiled, "How about a nice hot bath, a massage and some good dick?" Jayla chuckled, "My three favorite things." Jamaal picked her up and carried her upstairs. He stripped her out of her clothes and teased her with small pecks to her soft, tender skin. Jayla moaned softly at his delicate touch. "Jamaal. Please don't tease me like this." Jamaal smiled as he replaced the light kisses with slight nibbles. "Ooooooh." Jayla moaned softly. Jamaal ran his tongue down her neck and he stopped at her right nipple, taking it into his mouth and lightly tugging with his teeth. Jayla gasped from the pleasure she felt. Jamaal continued by running his tongue in slow circles around the aureola. "Oooooh Jamaaaaaaal. Please just fuck me." Jamaal let out a rush of hot air on her nipple as he replied, "I'm not fuckin' you tonight ma. I'm gonna take my time and make love to you." He then continued down her body right below her belly button. He blew softly on her 'happy trail' and she squirmed in delight. Jamaal picked her up and placed her on the bathroom counter. "Don't move." He said sternly, but still gentle. He planted kisses all the way down to her pelvic area. Jayla let out a loud moan. "Ahhhhhh." Jamaal took that opportunity to dive into her pussy Jayla arched her back and gripped his head. "Noooooo." She said as she tried to stop the delightful pleasure from rushing through her body. She tried with all her might to pull Jamaal from lapping at her walls, but her strength was no match. Jamaal flicked his tongue double time as he worked Jayla into her first orgasm of the night. Jayla's body shook from the oral pleasure Jamaal had placed on her. He picked her up off the counter and place her in the tub. He then turned on the hot water and began stripping himself. Once the tub was filled, he turned off the water and got in behind Jayla and sponged her gently, then added a small amount of bath gel to the water. Half way into their soak, Jayla turned her head to him. "Let's make a bet." Jamaal sat up intrigued by her proposition. "Aiight. Lemme hear it." Jayla smiled, "I bet I can hold my breath longer than you." Jamaal laughed, "Ok. Bet shawty." Jayla hooked his pinky and sat up. "Ok I go first." Jayla said as she prepped herself. "You ready?" Jamaal asked her. Jayla nodded, "As ready as I'll ever be." Jamaal smiled, "Ok. 3, 2 , 1. Go." Jayla dove into the water and held her breath. A few seconds after, she found her way between Jamaal's legs as she took him into her mouth. From above the water, Jamaal jumped when he felt her lips wrap around the head of his dick. "Damn, Jay. You slick." Jamaal tried to lift himself out of the water, but Jayla just sucked harder. When Jamaal  felt the tip of his dick tingle, he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled Jayla from below the water and pulled her close. Jayla kissed on his neck as she straddled him and he slowly eased himself into her wetness. They both moaned once he was inside. "Ahhhhhh. Shit, ma." Jamaal moaned as he worked his magic stick inside of her. "Ohhhh Jamaal. I'm gonna cum again." Jamaal opened his mouth as his dick was graced with Jayla's juices. "Fuck!" He moaned loudly. Jayla bounced up and down on his dick and Hearing her ass slap again his thighs in the water turned Jamaal on even more. "Hold on, ma. Fuck!" He scooped her up still inside her and carried their wet body to their bed. Jamaal gently laid her on the bed as he continued to dick her down. "Ooooooh Jamaal. I'm about to cum again." Jamaal's strokes became faster as he felt himself about to cum too. "Shiiiiiiit!" Jayla said as she came for the third time that night. Jamaal came right after her and shot his load inside her. "You're not just gonna be the mother of all my kids, you're gonna be my wife. If that ring your sportin' don't tell you that, then let me assure you. On my momma's grave baby, I'mma make you the happiest woman alive." Jayla shed a small tear and Jamaal kissed it away as he pulled out of her. "Come here and lay with me." Jayla said softly. Jamaal laid in bed and held her close. "I don't mean to stress you out about this Mikey thing, but I just want you to stay safe." Jayla nodded, "I know. And I understand." Jamaal kissed her head, "Good because starting tomorrow, I'm having some of my people come out her to look after you while I'm gone." Jayla frowned as she sat up. "Does that make any sense to you?!" Jamaal frowned, "What?" Jayla sighed, irritated. "How you trynna keep me safe, but have people coming to the house? Are you stupid?" Jamaal shrugged, "These my people, Jayla!" Jayla got up onto her knees, "These people also used to fuck with Mikey! How dumb are you?! One of them niggas could be spying for him. Jamaal I don't know how you could be so naïve!" Jayla got up and walked over to their bedroom door. "Get out. I need to think." Jamaal yelled, "About what?!" Jayla rolled her eyes, "Just get out. And if that lil snitch of his goes and tells him we're together, he's gon send a hit for you too!"