Pleasure or Pain

Part 21

Pleasure or Pain
Part 21

He licked her inner thighs as he lifted her onto the sink. Her breast soft and tender to the touch, she relaxed and let him have his way. He kissed once then twice then three times back to back immediately going to her neck which he bit down on like a vampire. She flinched but loved the excitement, her legs shook and his hands explored her body stopping at the top of her jeans pulling them down and sliding her panties to the side.
Grabbing his head full of hair she watched as he took his tongue and massaged it gently on her clit, the slow movement made her insides tickle and a euphoria come over her that had her in a daze. Her eyes stiffen various streams of light hit her all at once, her heart began to race with excitement and her toes curled.
"Damn daddy" Janaya said loosening her bra throwing it on the floor.
Leslie stood up dropping his Hanes boxer briefs hard as a rock, he was ready for action. The sight of the vein pulsing in his dick drove her wild and like a moth drawn to flame she couldn't look away. She pulled her pants off and put her knees to the ground slurping his head.
"Shiieeeeettt" Leslie grunted as he put his hand on her head.
Janaya swatted it away quickly, she knew she had him right where she wanted. He stood on his tip toes leaning back on the wall as he tried to focus on not busting but she kept at it. She reached back grabbing the fruit roll up off the bathroom sink unwrapping it. While Leslie stood with his eyes closed she covered his dick with the sweet treat devouring it as her pussy dripped onto the floor below her. She rubbed it with her fingertips using it for lubricant as she rubbed it on his candy covered erect cock.
Getting up she bent over the bathroom sink ready for his entrance. Leslie rubbed his dick which was now sloppy wet and red from the candy and slid inside. Janaya gasped as he entered her grabbing on to the sink as he began pounding away. The sound of his balls slapping her ass as she smacked it with one hand and held her hair with the other could be heard as she held no sound back.
"Fuck me baby fuck me" she yelled as she looked at herself in the mirror. Leslie grabbed his phone off the toilet and began recording on his snap chat.
"You like that dick don't you"
"Yes daddy fuck"
He held the phone capturing their bodies at they went at it in the small bathroom.
BANG BANG BANG
"Ya need to cut it out nobody wanna hear ya fucking" Janayas sister Trina said.
The two quieted down but didn't let Trina spoil the fun laughing as they continued. Janaya took control of the phone still on snap chat as Leslie kept at it getting faster and faster until he screamed.
"Ahhhh shit I'm coming" he said pulling out beginning to work off as she immediately went to the floor slurping every bit of goodness that came out.
A quickie that was well overdue for the freaky couple. They both smile as Janaya gets up wiping her face with a wash rag as Leslie put back on his clothes.
A baby's cry sends Janaya running out the bathroom to them while Leslie takes one big smack at her ass. He leaves out the bathroom going into the kitchen passing Trina looking into the fridge .
"Ain't shit in there, I gotta go shopping so if by all means if you got that bread give it up"
Leslie rolled his eyes closing back the fridge.
"I can always grab something from the store"
"As so can I" Janaya said holding the baby in her hand rocking him to sleep.
"We already gave you money for groceries but since your ass used it for your bills you'll have to wait"
The tension between Leslie and Trina was very deep. They didn't like each other with each having valid reasons but Janaya was left in the middle and refused to take one over the other.
"We gonna be here for a while so it's about time ya get it together, ya don't have to like each other but please respect one another. You're the closest people in my life"
"Baby you know I don't have any problems at all trust me"
His phone rings, Janaya tosses him the phone and he quickly picks it up.
"Yo"
"What's good man"
"Nigga it's about time, I've been waiting for you to hit me up"
"Yeah man just alot on my mind you know"
"Yeah I know man trust, I'm sorry about Anita she hanging in there though she gonna make it facts. Have you been there to see her yet"
"Nah actually I'm a handle some shit real quick then go see, what you doing"
"Not doing anything right now, like I said in that message you know how we do, want me to ride with you"
"If you want to let's go, I'm about to ride around"
"Iight then well let me text you the address"
Before Leslie could text a knock came on the door. Trina goes to answer it opening it up to Prize leaning on the wall.
"Find my IPhone is the shit" he says laughing.
Leslie quickly shakes him up.
"Hey Janaya"
"What's up Prize, I'm sorry about your baby mom"
"No you not" Prize says with a sarcastic smirk on his face.
"No I am, just cause we don't get along I wouldn't wish that on nobody"
"Well thanks the person responsible will be more sorry"
Janaya looks at Leslie with a serious stare as if to say where is he going"
Ever since the Diamond fiasco they been very low key and the last thing Janaya wanted was them to attract attention to themselves.
"I won't be our for long"
"You said that last time, I really think you should stay here"
"Yo please girl he out with me he cool"
"Fuck you Prize, I know you and I can't speak for you even of you are my baby father but I don't need Leslie getting in no need because of you"
"So if the same thing happen to you, you wouldn't want us to do something"
"Know what I don't even care no more" she says getting up walking to the bedroom.
"Janaya Janaya" Leslie yells.
"She be alright man come on I got somewhere to be, you holding me up" Prize says pulling him out the door.
He never killed anyone before, he wasn't that type of dude. Prize was the more street driven brother of the two, he stayed fighting, he stayed with guns and drugs, and most of all he stayed around the worst company ever but Leslie was of a different breed. Alike in many ways but not fighting wise but he did have a soft spot for Anita and meant every word about revenge.
They walk outside to Bishop leaning on the car smoking a cigarette. Leslie walks over quickly shaking his hand.
"What's up playboy I see you rolling with us huh? Ya ready to get up out of here"
"Of course" Prize says getting in the passengers seat.
Leslie gets in the back while Bishop hops in the driver's seat turning the Bluetooth on his phone.
"So we meeting up with Passion"
"Nah not right now, let's head over to this lounge on fourth street"
"What's over there"
"Not what but who"
Bishop already knew, he took the car out of park and proceeded to the location. Less than a hour back in the city and he already knew where Will was. Prize had eyes everywhere and word on the street traveled fast it didn't take long for him to get the story of what was going down. He didn't need Passion to update him he knew more than her, the war with the Colombos, where they stayed and how much Will owed. All he needed to seek him out.
Within ten minutes they pull up at the location which is a small corner lounge bar another owened spot of Wills. Not his money cow like his high roller club Sweets but it was a lucrative business and did well enough just to keep bringing in money to funnel back out to the streets. Bishop popped the trunk with Prize grabbing a black semi automatic shoving in the back of his jeans. Leslie looked around as both men suited up like they were ready for war.
"Yo who in there"
"That bitch Will, this his spot"
"You mean he own this shit too"
"Yeah my boy Tiny work for him doing security, he told me he down here for a meeting. So I thought I join him"
Leslie stood in front of Prize before he could enter.
"Bro you sure about this"
"I know you not bitching up"
"Hell no but I thought we was going to think this out. This his spot we don't know who the fuck is in there, think"
"Fuck that he gotta pay, we may not have another time"
"Bro think come on man, you know I'm a ride for you but I'm not trying to lose you son"
Bishop ignored the twos conversation walking pass into the building. Prize followed leaving Leslie with a confused face, part of him was with it but then another part of him was listening to Janaya in his head "Be smart, don't let your brother get you into any more trouble, protect yourself"
Leslie shook his head stepping back to the car.
"Not like this son, I think we need to think about this. We just can't run up in another niggas spot anything could happen"
"Well your scary ass could wait out here" Prize said turning around walking inside.
The lighting was dim with very few people inside, the usual money hours were late night around midnight or a little before and it was neither. A few people stood by the bar socializing while a couple played pool while talking drinking beer. Bishop played it cool going to the bar grabbing a seat ordering a drink, he looked around and spotted Will who sat in a corner seat surrounded by his bodyguards and another man who was unfamiliar. Across the table from him was Ace a well known drug dealer in the area. He carried a majority of the weight when it came to cocaine and marijuana and mostly was supplied by Will but since the club shooting his supply was very low.
Henry sat and flipped his lighter lighting a blunt that he took a deep strong pull of before sipping his glass of Yak. Ace just looked at him with a grudge face, he wasn't intimidated by anyone and already had an attitude since his business was not booming like usual.
"I thought ya called me up here to tell me good news. Instead you bring me down here to tell me you want money but you have no product for me and just expect me to be cool with that"
Henry chuckles taking another pull.
"Think shit funny son"
"Don't mind him Ace, listen that's what he's here. My usual connects are out of service now but I'm here to tell you I will deliver like I always have"
"How the fuck you gonna supply me with no connects. You a magician now Will"
"No but you know me, and I get shits done. Now just give me three days and I promise you will have the product in your hands"
Ace wasn't so sure, everyone who was anyone knew he had a mark on his head. The Colombos were the last people you wanted to be in debt with plus the feds were watching Wills every move but Will was smart enough not to conduct business himself which was why will was there.
"So I'll be supplying the drugs, I have people in New Orleans who will be dropping off a shipment soon so that's why as my brother said you don't need to worry"
Aces face showed concern but at this point he had no choice, the longer he sat around waiting for things to cool down the more money he lost. Nobody wanted the deal more than Will, he lost the most money out of all the men, he had no club and still owed the Colombos a large amount of cash, he needed Ace more than ever. The two shook hands sealing the deal that would bring enough drugs into the city to supply the demand for the next month, the cash wouldn't be enough to completely pay his debt but it would be enough to get it started.
"Lisa bring a bottle of Henny" Will yelled ready to celebrate.
His task was done, now with one of the biggest drug dealers known ready to buy from Henry all he needed was the rest in the local area to follow suit and his troubles would be over or so he thought.
CLAP CLAP CLAP. Prize chuckled walking over to the corner table. Wills guards immediately got up standing in front of the men while Aces boys stood on the side with their hands on their hips. Bishop cut his eye keeping eyes on his boy.
"Everybody don't get up at once, Will is that you just the motherfucker I came to see"
"Who the fuck is this" Henry said eying Prize down while pulling out his shiny Smith & Wesson 500 from his waist slapping it on the table.
"Will knows who I am, I mean after all we have history, isn't that right Will"
"Get the fuck out of my club son. You have no business in here"
"Wait isn't that the rapper" He st whispers to his brother.
"Yeah, if that's what you wanna call him"
"Well if he wants to have a long career I think he should leave"
"Was that a threat" Prize says to Henry.
"I don't make threats younging it's a promise"
"What the fuck is going on, you bringing guests up in our meeting" Ace says to Will.
He gets up throwing back his shot of Vodka.
"This sound like some personal shit so I'm a get up out of here, just hit me up when the shipment comes"
One of Wills bodyguards walks over pushing Prize back forcing him to the exit.
"Really Will, you not man enough to throw me out your own place. You had to know I was coming, my baby mom's in a hospital bed.
"Get that bitch out my spot" Will says to his man who forcefully scoops Prize up over his shoulder ready to take him out but not before Bishop hits him over the head with a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka.
The man falls to the ground allowing Prize to catch his feet on the floor giving him a big uppercut which send his head flying to the ground. The other body guards rush Prize tackling him to the wall but he fights back throwing punches at them all. Bishop pulls out his gun aiming straight for Will but misses by an inch. Will ducks under the table and crawls out being covered by a guard who fires back. Henry gets up fixing his suit jacket as if the mayhem doesn't bother him grabbing his gun walking towards Prize. Bishop chases Will down going toe to toe with his guard who drops his gun sending a punch straight into Bishops chest. He falls but gets right back up throwing one of his own. The punch has little effect on the bodybuilder who grins while wiping blood from his mouth throwing another punch. This time he misses with Bishop ducking and kicking him between the legs. He grabs his crotch and falls knees first to the ground and Bishop grabs his mouth placing his gun inside pulling the trigger. The blast sends his brains flying across the room with blood splattered everywhere. Prize continues to fight back but is unsuccessful as the men over power him placing him on a table holding him by both his arms and legs.
"Who the fuck you think you are" Henry says smoothly standing over him.
Prize looks him straight in the eye spitting in his face. Henry laughs wiping the glob off his chin.
" I admit it you got heart son but that shit don't matter in the real world"
He cocks his gun placing it right between Prizes eyes. Before the trigger could be pulled he's hit over the head by Leslie. The strike knocks Henry's gun across the room while the guards turn their attention to Leslie who gets pummeled to the ground by them. Ace and his men decide to leave the lounge knowing it's not their battle while Will sneaks through the back doors. The bartenders drop to the ground when more shots are fired this time by Prize who sends a barrage of bullets into the ceiling, the move is made to capture everyone's attention who focuses on him but all he's concerned about is Will. He looks around to notice he's disappeared, he chases after him in the back but stops in his tracks when red lights begin to flash through the front windows. Cops were alerted of the fight from a frantic 9-1-1 call made by Wills bartender Lisa. The police waste no time kicking the door in with guns drawn. The whole area scatters like roaches with men going in every direction.
And the shootout began, Wills guard sent shots at the cops who took cover under tables and fired back. Prize grabbed Leslie pulling him to the back along with Bishop who escaped out the back door. Taking off their shirts they managed to sneak into the car and drive off while the fight continued. Will escaped with Henry and his driver who headed back to his mansion. While driving more cop cars passed them making their way to the scene gettimg request for back up from their fellow officers stuck in the lounge. Leslie sat in the backseat wiping off the guns while Prize caught his breathe looking back at the cops cars racing down the street.
"Yo we gotta get the fuck out of dodge" Bishop said.
"Word, but where we gonna go" Leslie replied.
"I know where" Prize said taking out his phone calling Passion.
"Hello"
"Yo where you at"
"At the crib why"
"Stay there, me and the boys coming through"
She could hear it in his voice, she knew something was wrong.
"Prize what the fuck did you do"
"I'll tell you later but just stay there"
"Iight well hurry up, I gotta get back down to the hospital to Anita"
"Iight bet"
Prize orders Bishop to make a sharp right turn directing him to Passions house. The plan didn't go as he wanted but a warning was sent out, and now Will knew not only did he have to worry about Passion and the Colombos but Prize as well.