Deprive

Pleasure vs. Love Prt.2

For the rest of the night J left the two to accompany each other. However, grabbing their numbers before he left. Lana gave it to Nicki, nice and slow. The sex wasn’t as fast as what they experience with Jonnie. Instead, it was very passionate, although not very love like.

They both panted as their bodies stuck together from all the loads of cum from their orgasms. Nicki laid on top of Lana, while Lana ran her fingers up and down her back. “You know”, Nicki began sitting up. Leaning over she reaches for her cup filled of wine, she sips. “I got this job….just for the money of course”, she grins. “Yeah everyone gets this job for the money, just different reasons of what it is for”, Lana sits up as well. Nicki continues, “I want to go to Mexico, y’know I just view it as a pretty nice life,”, she slightly pauses.

“Once I have this girl I love wrapped around my finger and get rid of her husband, I’ll go”, Nicki smiles thinking of Brianna. Lana nods, now more interested, “I’ve always dreamed of going to Mexico”. Nicki puts her glass down, “Oh you’re very welcome to join us”. Lana pecks her lips, “That would be lovely”.

 A few moments of silence past before Lana made up her mind of what to say. “We’re going to need more money, even more that this stripping. Don’t you think”, she places her bra back on. She then also adds, “What you think of prostitution”? Nicki places her glass down after choking a bit. “Oh come on, it isn’t as bad as it sounds. You fuck a nigga and he gives you stacks of money”. Nicki shook her head.

“Prostitution, mhmmm I don’t know”, she continues to clear her throat. “Do you see how much money we made just by having sex with that nigga, $1500 each. We keep this shit up we’ll be ballers”. Lana now fully dress grabs the roll of hundreds. “Just think about it Nick”, she unlocks the door opening it. She doesn’t leave the room yet. She stands, turning her head back to Nicki, “Oh and I had an amazing time tonight”, with that she shuts the door leaving Nicki in deep thought.

She stares at the money, “Damn”. It was a lot and all she had to do was have sex, her most favorite thing to do. She finally made up her mind, before she picked up the money left by Jonnie. She thought, “Why not”. Nicki went to inform Lana. With both agreeing Lana was up and ready for it when ever Nicki was ready.

Time flew, it being about almost  2 oclock in the morning and Nicki was one of the last people who left the club. She could of ask for a ride, though she didn't. She stepped out in to the freezing streets of LA. It was in the middle of January and it was as cold as LA has ever been! She was about so drunk, she stumbled through the ally way. Shivering dragging her feet.

While Nicki was freezing, Chres and Brianna were cuddled up in their warm comfy king sized bed with delicious Chinese food, watching Norbit. Brianna was surely enjoying herself, laughing at the talented Eddie Murphy. Taking a bite a bite of her egg roll that was dipped into duck sause. However, Chres was eating silently and his face was relaxed. He couldn't get his mind off the passionate love making they had earlier. Not just that is was so good, but because there could be a possibility that Brianna could be pregnant. Hell, it could be a 100% possibility! He replayed the exact moment when he last came. The lust, love, fire, and passionate power was such a distraction to even think about a condom. Her walls were so tightly wrapped around his dick and he had been pounding so hard and deep. His mouth dropped open and he had been so deep inside.....and just let go. 

It wasn't that Chresanto didn't want any kids, in fact he always dreamed to have children with Brianna. She was his lover, his rock, his wife. It was just like the older he got the less he could see the future. To him, it wasn't his time to have kids or just a child. Though, he would have to face it and man up to his responsibilities. That is unless Brianna has a miscarriage or gets an abortion or if she isnt pregnant at all.

That next beautiful bright morning, Brianna woke up to the loud cheers of a football stadium. Her eyes fluttered to see that the channel was left on a football channel. "Finally sleeping beauty has awaken", Chresanto grins pecking her lips. She groans and stretches her legs and arms out. "Good morning baby", she says throwing her arm around his waist. "You  know, Essence Magazine called in about you talking some shots, even interested if you would take the cover", Brianna eyes widened shooting up, facing him on her knees. She ran her fingers through her hair smiling ear to ear, squealing a bit. "Chresanto your lying", she grabs his face by the sides of his head. "I promise I'm not, they want to meet up with you today at the uuuhmm at Govateo. I'm really proud of you baby". Brianna shakes her hands back and forth, fanning herself. Covering his ears as he expected, she screamed to the top of her lungs. She hops out the bed wrapping the bottom sheets around her body, "Ohhhh my gooooosh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I can't believe this. I-I eeeeeeee", she squealed.

Thing was Brianna would model for magazines and clothing lines. Although, never made it her job. She played around with it now and then, but never got too serious. She always kept that old message Chresanto gave her in college. That he would always take care of her and she wouldn't have to work. She got used to depending on him.