Pt. 3
My jaw dropped as I was at a lost for words. I couldn't believe the thoughts that were running through my head. Naw it had to be a mistake, Kita wouldn't do that to her own brother. I knew there had to be some other explanation. So I decided to see for myself.
"Press 5 to accept this call." the prompter said as I pressed the number.
"Aye Kita, they there yet? What's going on?" Fat Mac said in an aggressive tone.
Then I immediately hung up the phone as I shook my head in disbelief. Daaammnnn this bitch wild! How she gone do that to us? Especially, Jamal that's her blood. But I can't say I was completely surprised. See, Kita wasn't what you would call pretty plus she was a rat bitch so she did anything for that money. Even if that meant selling out her own brother. I paced through her living room thinking all kinds of evil thoughts. Aww naw this bitch had to go. I mean I never killed nobody before but I was dropping that hoe on sight! But then I thought to myself. How would I tell Jamal? Would he even believe me? So I searched around her house to find some kind of evidence. Kita was one of Fat Mac's bitches so I knew I would find something about him around her crib. Finally, I looked in her bedroom closet and found an old shoe box full of his letters in a suitcase. I knew I would find something. Bitches love keeping niggas' prison letters. I paced for a little while longer until Jamal came through the front door.
"Where yo sister at?" I asked as I looked around for her.
"Aw she went to go smoke with one of her niggas." Jamal said as he shut the door.
"Bae, Kita foul! She setting us up!" I said while gripping the pistol.
Jamal tried to brush me off and asked, "Girl what you talking bout?"
"Kita one of Fat Mac bitches! He called so many times while y'all was gone. So I answered the phone and he asked was we here yet. Look, she got letters from him and everything. This shit real!" I said then handed him the proof. Jamal couldn't believe it; he almost stumbled over the couch as he looked at the letters. I could tell he was hurt; it was all in his eyes. He took it all in with one deep breath then looked at me and gave me the head nod.
"Well you know what we gotta do," he said while trying to brush it off.
I went to him then grabbed his hands and said, "Naw baby I got this. I wanna do this for you!"
We stood there for a while holding on to one another and gazing into each other's eyes. It was so intense. Jamal had never looked at me that way before. Neither one of us said a word but understood each other perfectly in that moment. We were so in sync. Then Jamal picked me up and kissed me so passionately. He gripped my ass while we licked on each other's faces. I licked his and sucked on his cheek bones as he lead me to the bedroom. He sucked my chin and bit my neck then laid me on the bed. We anxiously helped each other get undressed. Then I took a second to admire the six foot tall, chocolate stallion standing before me. I was as nervous as the day he took my virginity. He grabbed my legs and softly massaged my feet. I closed my eyes as I drifted off to a beautiful bliss. Then immediately opened my eyes in amazement. This nigga was sucking my toes! He never did that before. I was alarmed at first then starting getting wetter and wetter. He kissed my ankles and made his way to the back of my knees. It felt so good! Was this my new spot? He worked his tongue in circular motions as my knees shook. I couldn't stop, my body buckled as I came and came. I pushed him off me and went to rock the mic. I kissed the tip softly as it stood at attention. Then I spit on it and swiveled my hands up and down his dick as he penetrated my mouth. I sucked his balls while I jacked him off then deep throated some more. All you could hear were slurping sounds. I was ready to taste all of his juices. Then he stopped me and pinned me down on the bed. He put his two fingers in me to see how ready I was. His fingers were all white and sticky then he licked them clean. He ran the tip of his dick up and down my clit and inserted himself inside me. I gasped for air, I couldn't take it. I forgot how big he was. He laid his body up against mine and whispered in my ear, "I'm home." I bit my lip while trying to take all of him.
"Baby, I love you..." I said in my little sweet voice.
While he fucked me in slow motion he said, "I love you too girl." The squishing sounds filled the room along with our body heat. Then he released himself inside me. We laid there for a minute so we could get ready for round two. Outta nowhere we heard a raggedy ass car pull up. Then Kita loud ass voice shortly followed. We hurried to put our clothes on and met her at the door.
"Heyyyy y'all! Did y'all miss me?" She said as she shut the door.
I drew my pistol and said, "Kita cut the bullshit! We know all about you and Fat Mac. I can't believe you would do that to your own brother!"
"Bro, get this bitch! What she on?" Kita pleaded.
"Naw Kita you over with. You gotta get laid down!" Jamal said.
I walked up on her, put the gun to her head and said, "Bitch get on your knees!"
She obeyed and looked at Jamal and said, "bro I'm so sorry I didn't mean for this to happen"
I looked at Jamal then looked at her then pulled the trigger. *Click click* Aw shit the gun jammed! So I tried to rush and fix it. Kita made it to her purse and pulled her pistol. She shot twice then ran out the door. Both bullets hit me and then I hit the floor. Jamal tried to help me but I refused.
"Go get that bitch!" I screamed. Blood was everywhere I couldn't tell where I got hit. I was breathing so I hard; I knew my life was over. I accepted my fate and reflected on my life then I heard two shots before things went dark.
