And Then There Was Indigo

Part 5

I sat on the hotel rooms bed with my weave curled tight and my makeup fleek just smiling but hella nervous.

"I'm glad you called me I thought you hit it and quit it." Ro said pouring remy Martin in my cup. I smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear.

"Nah I would never do that I just been busy as fuck you know?"
"Mmhmm you probably got another nigga."
"Nah not at all." I said trying to say calm words and play everything off smooth and not be too obvious with my motive of getting him to this hotel room.

Ro smiled and pulled out his gun and sat it on the nightstand. I got alert as fuck but played it cool and smooth once again. I shifted in my tight red dress.

"Why do you have that? I'm scared of guns."

"Not braggin but I'm a wealthy nigga so a lot of jealous niggas want what I got and let's just say....they can't have it."
I gulped and it felt like sweat poured on my face but I know there wasn't any.

"Ever since my uncle got killed I'm scared of guns."
"My bad ma. I didn't mean to scare you. I just gotta protect myself you know?"
I moved closer to him and touched his knee.

"Well you should feel safe around me." I said using my best Gabrielle Union acting skills. I can tell by his eyes that I had this nigga wrapped around my finger.My looks had power in general. A pretty bitch can cause any nigga to slip. We started kissing and touching and rubbing then I whispered in his ear: "let's take this to the shower?"
"Bet." He replied biting his lip and getting excited. I felt bad about what I was about to do to Ro. I think he is one nigga that would actually kinda take me serious and take me on dates and shit. He's fine too and he ain't never been rude to me even after I gave him the pussy so easily. Hey I guess that's where he fucked up.

I strutted in front of him while holding his hand and turned on the shower. The shower was the signal. I distracted him with my touch and kiss and BOOM the door bust open. The stick was in Ro's face and he was hardly phase until he got hit with the but of the gun and he started leaking on the ground.

I fake cried but I was terrified. That big ass gun. The fear on Ro's face. I ran out of the hotel room fake crying then I ran outside out of the hotel and searched the bush for the keys to the black truck. I pulled the truck up front. My palms were sweating and my stomach was turning. I tried to hold back fears and tears. I can't believe I'm doing this shit. It was cool until this shit is actually happening.

Treasure hopped in the truck and yelled: "go go go!" I nervously stomped on the gas and sped out of there. Out the side of my eye I saw hella jewels in Treys hands and money. He was smiling from ear to ear.

"Fuck yeah!" He said sounding like he just won a championship. He kissed me on my cheek as my heart raced and palms got sweaty.

"We did it baby! We did that shit!" He said repeatedly kissing my cheek. When he said: "we" my heart got warm and I got less tense. The word "we" soothed me even more then his big lips touching my cheeks. I wanted his lips to touch more than that.

When we got back to Treasures house he tossed all of Ro's stolen goods on the table. I was smiling the whole time but I was extremely quiet. Treasure eyed me with pure seduction with his sexy ass. He bit his lip as he looked at me. He walked toward me and grabbed my chin and looked me in my eyes.

"I see that you down for a nigga. As long as you down for me Indie I'm down for you." He said with his deep voice and his eyes piercing me. He gave me a quick kiss on my lips and moved to my neck. I had a lot of niggas spit game to me and kiss me but with Trey....it was different. He had me on clouds. I forgot that I set somebody up, I just felt like a down bitch riding for her man.

We laid on his couch kissing as he opened my legs and pressed his hard manhood up against my girlhood and I moaned biting my lip. Treasure was rough and I kinda liked it. He was grabbing my ass and titties, biting my neck holding my leg firmly. It made me so excited.

I thought he would give me head but he didn't. I remember him telling me he doesn't do that. But when he rubbed his tip on my clit that was all the stimulation a bitch needed.

It was dark as he was on top of me on his green couch. I wrapped my legs around him tight as his manhood was bursting through his jeans.

"Can I have you?" He asked with his lips on my neck.

"Yes." I whispered back.

He unzipped his pants and his manhood was fully alert. He slapped it on my clit and slowly made his way inside thrusting his hips in and out as my wetness was music in the room.

"Damn babe..." He moaned biting his lip.

We fucked all night long to Future-rich sex. Trey's dick wasn't monstrous, It was average, a nice size. But he was thrusting in and out of me as if I had stole something. Feeling him inside of me beating my walls lit my body into fireworks. My nails stayed in his back and he was pleasing me and beating it down like a real hood nigga.

When he bent me over the couch I performed back and threw it back and had him moaning.  I wanted him to feel like daddy and he was. Once we were done I laid in his chest and felt more secure then I had in a long time.