Waka's Condo
Two Days Later
4:00pm
***Waka •
"Right there baby..yes." I held her waist as I, myself slammed against her backside giving her fast strokes.
Her moans filled the room like always, as I did my thing. I slowed down as I was reaching my nut, her hands gripped the sheets ripping them off the bed. She was flat on her stomach, as she jerked forward. I felt her cream drip on me as I quickly pulled out cumming on her ass.
"Shit." She breathed heavy, as I got up. I walked to my shower getting in quickly.
I washed up for 20 mintues then got out. I walked out in my room with a towel around my waist, seeing Nola still here.
"Why you still here?"
"I'm about to leave, calm down." She smacked her lips as she was applying her lip gloss.
"Well you need to hurry up."
I put on some Calvin Klein boxers, gray sweatpants, and a white hoodie.
"I'll see you later Waka." She left out the door as I pulled my socks and shoes on.
I had to check on the other warehouses today before telling the boys my plan of tryna get that bitch with the bad attitude to let me use her shop, just temporary. I had a lot on my plate but of course nothing can stop me.
My phone rang on the dresser.
"Wassup Janet?"
"Hey Juaquin."
"How many times I gotta tell you to not call me that."
"Mom still calls you that so why can't I?"
"Because that's my mom and I'm not about to tell that grown woman what to do. With you I can since you not grown and will never be grown."
"Fuck you." She laughed.
"Yea what you want?"
"Oh! Mom told me to call you because aunt Lorea coming into town and wants us over for dinner."
I ran my hand down my face, "When is this?"
"Two weeks from now."
"Why you telling me now?"
"She told me to so I did, put it on your calendar."
"Ion need a calendar. I remember shit."
"Yea right." She paused. "What you been up to? Still messing with them drugs?"
"You know me so well right?"
"Someday you're gonna end up hurt and I won't feel bad."
"You don't have to feel bad, I don't need nobody to worry about me because at the end of the day I do what I want."
"I guess so."
"I gotta go."
"Ok talk to you later, I love you."
"Love you too."
Time to get to the business.
***
I looked over at Boggie, as we were at one of my warehouses. He was counting each niggas set of amount of money they made from the previous days. I wasn't playing with that 15k amount.
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