Blood, Sweat And Revenge

Chapter Twelve

Malina

It felt good as hell to finally be in some cold air. Sitting on the passenger side, I fumbled through the radio and finally found some Kevin Gates. His song, “Kno’ One” was playing, so I turned it up and sang along while looking at myself in the mirror. “She say I’ma dog but it takes one to know one… alright.” As I waited for Divine in the SUV, I noticed that Slick had pulled up in his 2016 Impala sitting on some twenty-four-inch rims. His base made my chest hurt from a mile away. Never understood why our Texas niggas liked the base to thump like that. Didn’t they ass know it would destroy their ears? Anyway, I watched as he pulled into the parking spot right next to ours. Reaching over, I slightly cracked the window so that I could hear what Tayla, his girl, was bitching about now. “If you turn that damn radio down, you wouldn’t have to yell,” she said with her arms folded as she sat back in the seat. “If a nigga wanted to hear ya’ ass, I would have turned the radio down a few blocks ago.” He powered the ignition off and pulled his strap into his cargo shorts. “So what that mean?” “Means I ain’t tryna hear ya’ ass.” “Why we gotta be here anyway?” she asked.

“King my nigga. That’s why.” “Whatever, and what’s that money for?” She was pointing at the money that he had just pulled from under the seat to count. “For Tori.” Tori? Tuh. That’s King’s bitch, not yours.” “And this my business, not yours. Matter fact, didn’t you have to pee?” he asked, looking at her like he wanted to throw her ass to Pluto. “Whatever.” She unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and left Slick inside counting the money. Making sure she was out of range, I slid out the car and walked over the passenger side, looking all good and shit. At first he didn’t see me, so I cleared my throat. “What’s poppin’, Malina?” He unlocked the door to let me in. Since Divine had given me the green light, I went for it. “Waiting on Divine, what’s going on with you?” I replied as I slowly sat in the seat and shut the door. Made sure to lock it too. Didn’t want to beat Tayla’s ass today. “Counting this money. Tori asked me for five hundred for some shit for Pernel.” “Like what?” “Ain’t even ask.” He looked me up and down. “Why you looking all good and shit?” He smiled, flashing his dimples.

“Damn. Thought I always looked good.” “I’m just fucking with you.” He put the money into his pocket. “Fuck with me then. Call me sometimes. Better yet, come see me tonight.” I ain’t even going to lie, I was feeling myself. On the way back home from Cali, we stopped at a few malls. That’s why it took us two days to make it back. The weather was fine. We even stopped at a beauty parlor and got all glamorous. “Come see you?” “Yeah.” “That’s you in that SUV?” “Yeah, why?” “You hopped in right after Tayla hopped out so I know you were watching us.” “What that mean?” “I can’t get away from her crazy ass. She be on me like a lion on a deer. She’ll fuck around and follow me there. Sorry, shawty.” “Wait.” I laughed. “So you telling me no?” “Not like that. But she crazy… feel me?” “Slick, stop playing. Come see me tonight. I wanna show you something.” I had been wanting to give his sexy ass the business ever since he got out. I could just picture myself sucking his dick and with his tall ass looking down at me. See, I wasn’t the sensitive type. All I wanted to do was hit one

time and I would be cool. Just wanted to see what the fuss was about. “Plus, I can’t disrespect ya’ cuzz like that and get down with ya’ in the place y’all share” “Who, Divine? Slick, trust me when I say that she doesn’t give a damn about you.” I was about to tell him that Divine didn’t give a fuck about no nigga. She was all into bitches and shit. “But I’m all ’bout principle. It’s the principle of it all. What you want?” “Honestly, I wanna see what that dick all about. Why hoes be going crazy?” He laughed. “Oh, yeah? That’s what you want?” “Yeah,” I responded, licking my lips. Swear I was so hot just thinking about it. “Fuck with me later. I’ma fuck you at the trap.” “The trap?” I screwed my face. “What type of hoe you think I am?” “Thought you wanted to see what this dick was all about?” “But I don’t fuck niggas at the trap. Hell nah.” I smacked my lips, folded my arms and leaned back into the leather seat. His car smelled like straight weed smoke. “Shit, my girl waiting on me in the waiting room, so we can get it poppin’ right now if you wanna.” He took his gun out of his pants and put it under the seat so it wouldn’t go off.

“Thought it was all about principle?” I teased as he unbuckled his pants. “This ain’t y’all apartment. It’s my car. I’ma give you what you want. ’Cause you think it’s something weak ’bout me.” He put his hand into the hole of his boxers and pulled his dick out. I didn’t have to fuck it to see why women went crazy over that shit. Slick was working with a baby leg, and I’m not exaggerating. One of them fat baby legs. The width matched the length. It was tall, fat and round. “Damn,” I whispered. He smiled like he knew I had just fucked up. “Hop in the back and take it off,” he said, nodding his head to the back seat. “You for real? In the car?” I asked, rolling the passenger window up. “Yeah, hurry up. Nigga ain’t got all day.” He slid a condom on his already hard dick and climbed to the back seat right behind me. Glad his car had dark ass tint. I laid on my back and slid my jeans off. “Shirt too?” I asked, wanting to know if I needed to remove everything. “Nah. Turn around and toot it up for a nigga.” He was on his knees, leaning on the back of the passenger seat and stroking his dick. “Wanna start off by hitting it from the back?” I asked as I turned around and got on all fours. “Yeah, this a quickie.” He spit on his hand and

rubbed it up and down my already wet pussy. Guess it wasn’t wet enough for his ass though. Couldn’t believe I was getting fucked in the parking lot of a hospital. The harsh feeling of his dick busting me wide open broke me out of my thoughts. I gasped as he slowly pushed his obese dick into my small pussy. “Damn you tight,” he whispered as he continued to stuff me with dick. “Bae, you just big,” I moaned. His dick was so big that it wasn’t even feeling good. All I felt was pain. “It hurts.” I let out a small cry. “It will feel good once I put it all in.” “What? It’s not all in?” “Nah.” “Get it over with and put it all in.” “You sure?” “Yeah!” I screamed in agony as he pushed the whole dick inside. “Stop running from it. You wanted this shit.” He sped the pace and hit every wall. Felt like he was pounding the tip of my uterus. “Oooooh, Slick… baaaaeeee,” I moaned as it started to feel good. He put both hands around my cheeks and made my ass bounce because of how hard he was pounding me. “Yeah, you like that shit. I know you like that shit. Throw that ass in a circle,” he grunted.

I tried to roll my hips but I had no space to move without my pussy hurting. “Slow down, Slick. It hurt,” I moaned as he grabbed a hand full of my weave. “Throw it back.” He stopped pushing and put his hands behind his back; giving me control. Mama ain’t raise no punk, so I took that pain like a thug and threw my sore pussy back at it until my cum was dripping from my legs onto his seats. After I came, I slowed the pace to catch my breath. “Thought you were ready. Acted like you were ready.” “Damn, Slick. I might need to check into this hospital the way you just put a pounding on me.” I let my head fall onto the seat with my ass still in the air. “Did you cum?” I asked. “Nah. C’mon, let’s go. Tayla blowing my phone up.” After we put our clothes on, we both stepped out of the car. I knew he had beat the pussy up but I didn’t notice how bad until I had to stand up and almost fell. “Shawty, tighten up ’fo we get inside. You gonna blow our cover,” he said, holding me up. He was laughing his ass off, but I wasn’t. “Shut up, asshole.” “Keep talking shit, and that’s where I’ma put it next time.” “Next time?” “Oh, I can’t get that no more?” “You just damn near killed me. Hell no.” We were

now standing right in front of the slide doors and Tayla was walking toward us. “You’ll call again. I promise,” he smirked before Tayla came outside with an attitude. “I was just on my way to get you. Thought you fell asleep out there,” she hissed. Tayla was tall, just like Slick, and bright skinned. She was a cute tomboy looking girl. Meaning she was cute as hell in the face with a nice body, but she ran track for college, so she wore sweatpants most of the time. “Nah, I was out here beating up Malina.” He playfully tapped me on the shoulder. “Whatever. Hurry up and check on Pernel so we can go.” She rolled her eyes and pulled him inside. I followed them but I went the other direction to the restroom. When I finally got into the stall, I pulled my panties down to pee. When I wiped, I saw small specks of blood. All I could do was shake my head. I had let this nigga literally beat my pussy up… outside the damn ER.