My Drug.

Chapter 12

-3 weeks later. . .

"No Derrick Stop!" I yelled out as he literally picked me up threatening to throw me into the cool pool. It was blazing hot  outside and Derrick decided to have a party at his house. His house, The nigga had a beautiful house. I believe he selling drugs but all he does is denies it and change the subject. I'm not saying just because you black and have a big ass house with a pool and a pool house means you slanging birds, But nine times outta ten it does. "My father owns this house, He sells drugs if you must know and sends me and my big brother money. He lives in Puerto Rico though. He wants me to move out there, but it's not safe over in them island's ya know?" And after he had said that I didn't question him again about it.

Over these little past weeks I decided to give Derrick a chance. He was sweet, and always respected when I didn't wanted to be bothered. He treated me to nice dinners and he didn't even hound me to be in a relationship. I respected him he was different.

"Derrick I will kill you !" I yelled, and before I knew it we were both falling into the pool with a loud splash. Pulling myself out the water, I reached for a nearby trowel and wiped my face and my legs. I sported a all pink one piece suit with my back and stomach out that fit well with my curves, even had few of Derrick niggas ask who I was but of course Derrick told them to shut the fuck and find somebody else. I giggled at his jealousy. He was so cute with his golden eye's and long face, I just had to kiss him. When Derrick got out the pool and walked over to me I pulled away from him.

"You got my hair wet." I playfully pouted. Derrick licked his lips before pulling me close to him.

"Don't worry I have it back to normal baby." Derrick said before leaning down and kissing my lips with his plump pink ones. "You know you got some of my niggas on hard with this bathing suit." Derrick mumbles against my lips before his hands slid down to my ass and firmly grab it. I giggled before grabbing his hand.

"Do I have you on hard ?" I asked trying to stifle my laughter.

"Oh, I see how you tryna play me, Virgin." Derrick shot back. I gasped with my mouth hanging agape.

"You piece of shit !" I yelled before pushing him back and he fell into the pool with a loud splash. I then turned around and walked over to Candie as she sat at one of the tables drinking a wine cooler.

"Wassup?" I said before sitting down in the chair next to her. Candie smacked her lips before taking a sip of her cooler.

"Guurrl, These lil niggas ain't good enough for me !" She said looking around. "I mean I need a grown nigga, who can take care of me." I laughed before speaking.

"Bitch, they all older than you now be quite !"

"You know what ?" She said getting up."Bump all that shit you talking, I'm going to go swim and I pray I don't get my weave wet" She tyed her hair up into a high bun. "That'll be Four hundred dollars down the fucking drain."

I watched as she sat down on the side of the pool and then slowly slipped into the pool trying to stay above the water. I shook my head before getting up and walking to the cooler. I leaned down and grabbed a wine cooler.

"Let's go up to my room." I turned around to Derrick standing behind me. He held his hands out for me and I took it. We walked into his house and up the stairs until we reached his room, which was big as shit. Black and grey comforters, black and grey rugs with grey curtains that covered the big ass window. There was a long dresser with a Plasma tv hanging on the wall, a table in the middle of the room with a couch planted over by the window and gaming system boxes.

"What's wrong ?" I asked, before standing in front of the full body length mirror.

"Nothing." He answered while pulling his swimming trunks off. My eye's widened as I seen his long thick shaft. I bit my lip, before turning my head. I heard Derrick chuckle and I blushed.