West Dior (On Hold)

C h a p t e r 4

- Kaville

Today was the day.

I'm officially a civilian.

No more Private!

No more Army.

I walked inside Diors house, with the extra key she gave me for emergencies. She has no clue that I was coming home this early. I was surprising her and my beautiful niece.

"Ugh, Dominoe stop!" I heard Dior yell as I walked through the front door

The Fuck.

I rushed to her room, busting her door open.

"Ewww dawg bruh what the fuck!" I groaned. I walked in on Dominoes head between her legs. Dior was mortified!

"Get out!" She screamed clearly embarrassed. I quickly shut the door listening to Dominioe laugh.

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- Dior

*2 hours later*

"I'm glad your home big bro. But uhmm, no more just surprising me." I said laughing, walking into the living room to hand him a water bottle.

" Yea, dawg!" Dominoe said agreeing with me. An awkward silence fell across the room. We laughed!

"My bad baby sis, I thought something was wrong. But anyways..." Kaville said wanting to change the topic.

I smiled and kissed his forehead watching him play with Kimora on the floor.

I was happy my big brother was home. All I needed was for Kavelle to be home as well. Just four more months and my family would finally be together. Kavelle had served his time. As long as he stayed out of trouble these next four months. I wish I could've met my mother or father though.. I thought drifting into my own world.

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Its just my brothers . . . They have always told me how sweet and loving our mother was. How she would take them from here, Texas and Atlanta to see daddy. How she would cook breakfast every morning. I just wish I would've seen it for myself!

Hopefully she's proud of me.

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- Dominoe

I left, letting Dior have brother sister time. Kimora was asleep.

I walked in my home, waiting for dro to drop off my money. Dro has been my nigga since sophomore year.. but Kavelle, that's my partner in crime. I'd see my nigga in less than four months, then it was over for Seattle! The Gun Boys would not be took as a joke , we were in full "Allgasnobreaks" mode.

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" What's up Dro boi?" I asked waiting on my money.

"Shit, fina meet up with this breezy." he said placing the nicely rubber banded money in my hand. It felt right, no need to count it.

"What's up choo choo? or nah" I asked laughing.

" You already know, my nigga." Dro said laughing and dapping me up.

In about 40 minutes later , the chick Latisha was here.. The party has now begun.

I relaxed back on the couch, sparking a blunt and letting her suck on my dick. This nigga Dro was bugging, fingering and playing with the beezys clit! I threw a condom at Dro.

(We don't fuck these hoes raw)

I grabbed shawtys head. Holding it in place as I pumped in and out of her mouth, and Dro pumped in and out of her twat.

"The blunt nigga" I held with my arm extended. He was enjoying himself a little too much. I snatched the blunt and continued to let shawty do her thing! After another 20 minutes I was done. I placed one hand on the top of her head and the other on her jaw. Pushing her head down, so she had no choice but to deep throat.

"Arggg." I groaned out, exploding, filling out her entire mouth.

"Better swallow that shit." I said looking in her watery eyes, still pumping my joint in and out of her jaw. She followed command and listened. Doing what she was told!

"Awe fuck" Dro yelled out, indicating he was done as well. I ain't even wanna fuck shawty, I just wanted my dick licked and sucked on. Dro pulled up his pants, removing the used condom to flush down the toilet!

Latisha got up and sat next too me. "What chu want?" I asked shoving my dick back in my pants and sparking another blunt. She smiled, lil mama was pretty. I laughed waiting on her to answer. "Speak dawg!" I stated looking at her. She opened her mouth, beginning to run it. I was already annoyed! She gotta go, I thought.

Dro walked down my hall rubbing the hand sanitizer in."Take the bezzy home." I stated coldly. I felt her staring daggers into the right side of my head! I chuckled, I was ready to curve. (Sleep.)