Dirty DNA (G Street Chronicles Presents) (18 page)

He reached under my towel and squeezed my
ass. His hands were rough, and it felt good against my moist skin.
I knew right then it was on. Fuck NiQue and what she thought she
felt for him. The moment before me was about forgetting about all
of the shit happening to me. I let go of the towel that I had
wrapped around my body and pushed away from him so he could get a
good view of what he was about to enjoy. No words were spoken, I
dropped to my knees right there in the front room of the suite and
released his massive dick from his suit pants. He threw his head
back and groaned as I slow stroked his thickness in my small hand.
He unbuttoned his shirt, and I reached up and ran my free hand down
his chiseled chest and stomach. I felt him shiver with each stroke
and touch I gave to him. I looked up into his eyes and parted my
lips and devoured all ten inches of him in my mouth. I took him
deep into my throat and rocked with him as he began to pound my
throat as if it were my pussy. I kept up with each stroke and
enjoyed watching him as he made fuck faces while he fucked my wet
mouth.

“Damn girl,” was all he could manage to say
over and over as he pumped harder and faster with each stroke. I
flicked my tongue all around the head and made sure he could see
each time my tongue danced around his engorged head. I could taste
all of his pre-cum and decided that I was going to get mine too. I
rubbed his balls and caressed them while he fucked my mouth and
grabbed the back of my head; guiding me to suck him off the way he
liked. I flicked my clit just to show him I was gonna be his stress
reliever too. He was gonna’ remember this moment. He was going to
get what I had wanted to give him since the first time I laid eyes
on him.

Dread pushed me away from him, not wanting
to cum without getting the pussy. He pulled me up off of my knees
and led me into the bedroom portion of the suite. I walked past him
and got up on the bed and lay on my back. I spread my thighs and
fingered my drenched pussy. That shit must have drove his ass crazy
because he got on the bed and scooped me up and turned me over. I
got in the infamous doggy style position and anticipated his
entrance. Dread slid his body behind mine and reached around my
body and pinched my nipples. My body was almost orgasmic with just
that one touch. He released my swollen nipples and wrapped his hand
around my throat; entering my wet pussy. He was so big that I could
feel him stretching my walls to their capacity. I knew what it was
like to feel pleasure and pain in one thrust. He pushed himself
into me as far as he could go, and I could feel the tears forming
in the corners of my eyes.

“Oh shit.” I yelped in reply to the serious
dick he was giving me. He released my throat and grabbed my hair
pulling me into him. He licked my neck and forced me to take all of
him.

“Gimme this pussy!” He grunted while fucking
me hard. Pushing back onto his dick, I let loose. I came all over
his dick. I didn’t want the wave of ecstasy I was on to end. He
pushed my head down on the pillows and smacked my ass. I jiggled my
cheeks to show him I wanted more. In return he smacked my ass
harder. The stinging of the spanking was heightening my arousal. I
came again.

I was not going to be out done. I crawled
away from him and pushed him onto his back and licked all of my
juices from his thick wet member. He moaned and pushed himself
upward towards my lips. I knew he was well on his way to entering
bliss. I licked his dick clean and mounted him. I rode his dick
backwards so he could watch as my tight pussy swallowed his huge
dick. I bounced up and down as he smacked my ass causing me to cum
all over again.

“Oh shit baby, it feels so good.” I
moaned.

Now, he was slamming me down on his
dick.

“Fuck YaYa, I’m cumming!” He moaned.

I felt his body stiffen as he exploded
inside me. I continued to bounce up and down until he was
practically begging me to stop. I came hard again and rolled off of
him. I pulled the covers over myself.

Breathing hard, Dread stared at me. “So, now
what?” I asked only half caring about the response.

“Girl, you are off the hook.” He chuckled,
trying to catch his breath.

“I guess we could start over by you telling
me what the fuck is going on.”

He reached for his pants and pulled out a
tube that looked like a prescription bottle. The tube contained the
prettiest buds of O.G. Master Kush I had ever seen. He twisted up a
J and I proceeded to tell him from beginning to end what had
happened. Well, I did leave out some stuff. There were some things
he just didn’t need to know.

I told him about Daddy and what line of work
we were in. I told him how Neko entered the picture, and I also
told him about Papi and how he may have had something to do with
Daddy’s death. I explained that Papi had forced me to leave the
club with him the night we had met. After telling him all that I
could, I waited for him to say something. He just looked at me like
I was making up shit.

“You don’t believe me do you?” I asked
him.

“It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s
just a lot to take in. You got a lot of shit going on baby girl.
The question is how do you get out of it?” He finished.

“I hadn’t put much thought to it. I don’t
even know where to begin.” I said biting my lip. I didn’t know what
I was going to do. The one thing I did know was that there was
going to be more blood shed.

“Well, you better do something because you
got niggas hunting for your ass and you better get them before they
get you!”

I took a pull from the blunt and pondered on
his last statement. I needed to put some thought into who was
gunning for me. For all I knew, it could have been someone close to
me. It could have been any number of people. I exhaled and let out
a plume of smoke. I felt my stomach growl and decided that I better
eat something because I hadn’t had anything all day. We ordered
room service and Dread decided to stay with me through the night
because being alone was not an option. I felt safe with him there.
We made love all night long and I finally drifted off into a
peaceful slumber. I had slept for what felt like hours, when my
cell started to dance across the night stand next to the bed. Still
half sleep, I grabbed my phone and saw that it was Neko calling
me.

“Hello.” I answered groggily.

“YaYa, some shit just went down around
NiQue’s people’s house and I had to get out of there fast.” He said
between breaths.

All I could think was,
not again
. I
looked over my shoulder to make sure I hadn’t disturbed Dread.
After ensuring he was still asleep, I got out of the bed and left
out the bedroom and into the living area of the suite.

“Where are you now?” I asked Neko whispering
into the receiver.

“I am in a cab headed to your hotel.” He
responded.

“What happened?” I asked frantically. I
really didn’t want to hear any more bad news, but I braced myself
for the inevitable.

“I can’t explain that right now.” Neko said.
“I’ll be there in under ten minutes.” Then the line went dead.

I went straight to the hallway to find Epps
and let him know that Neko was on his way to the hotel. I also had
Epps go down to the front desk and make arrangements for Neko’s
stay at the hotel. I had made up my mind that we could not be
separated. Once Epps left, I started to make my way back to the
bedroom portion of the suite. I was surprised to see Dread sitting
up in the bed smoking a J with a puzzled look on his face.

“You like disappearing without saying shit?”
He asked.

“Naw, my brother called my cell and I had to
speak with Epps. Something happened and my brother is on his way
here. He didn’t wanna talk over the phone.

A defeated looked spread across Dread’s
face. I could see that all of my drama was not a good look for the
rising star. He couldn’t be associated with a slain drug lord’s
murderous daughter. He had too much to lose fucking with me. He got
out of the bed and found his clothing that had long since been
tossed to the side during our night of passion.

“YaYa, when you clean up whatever mess
you’re in holla at me.” He said firmly.

“Rappers tell stories of their lives through
their music. The thing of it is, I want to live long enough to tell
the story. Fucking with you is dangerous. I got my career, not to
mention my life, to think about.”

He pulled his shirt over his head while I
just stood there like a deer caught in headlights. I couldn’t
believe the nigga was carrying me because of some shit I had no
control over. I stood in silence, dumbfounded, because I had no
idea what to say. Part of me wanted to beg him to stay because I
didn’t want to face whatever news Neko had for me alone. The bitch
in me wanted to shoot his ass for fucking me and trying to leave. I
couldn’t blame him though. I blew into his life and I am sure he
could write a whole fucking album with just the shit going on in my
life in one week alone.

“Aye, call me when you get this shit
straight. You know how to get up with me.” Dread said. He kissed my
lips and exited out of the bedroom. I heard him leave out of the
suite’s main entrance as Neko was coming in.

I gathered my composure because I had to
take in whatever news Neko had for me. I walked into the front
living area and hugged my brother who had a look of shock on his
face.

“What’s going on?” I asked, stepping out of
his embrace.

He made his way to the wet bar and opened
the bottle of
Remy
. He didn’t speak, he just took a swig
from the bottle. I had no idea my brother was drinking too. The
more I looked at him, the more I noticed that his being a part of
my life was tearing him down slowly. He had bruises on his
shoulders from where he had hit the dirt at Daddy’s funeral, and
his eyes were cold and had huge bags under them like he hadn’t
slept since the drama had all began. The innocence was gone.

“YaYa, after we dropped you here, I went to
NiQue’s and there was a shooting. They got her brother. They ran up
in the house and got him. They stole all of the money and coke in
the joint and shot him.”

“Oh my god! Was anyone else hurt?” I
asked.

“Naw. It was like they were going after him
and him only. They knew where to find everything they were looking
for. They didn’t take anything else or fuck with anyone else. I
don’t even know how they got past the front door without us
knowing. It was a set-up.” He said taking another gulp of
Remy
from the bottle. He flopped on the couch and stared at
me like he was waiting for me to have the answers.

“So, where was NiQue?” Is she ok?” I said,
reaching for my cell phone from where I had left it from Neko’s
earlier call.

“She wasn’t there. She left back out after
we came in from Pop’s funeral. She said she couldn’t take anymore
and needed to go out to think.

“So, where were you when all of this was
happening?” I quizzed.

I had left out the house to get some green
and when I came back to the joint, cops were all over the fucking
place. With all the shit going on with Pop there was no way I could
have the Feds ask me shit.”

I sat down next to Neko feeling guilty. I
had been sitting in my hotel room, while my brother and best friend
were exposed to some shit that no doubt had something to do with me
again. I was sexing my best friend’s catch of the month, and she
lost her brother. That nigga had taken care of NiQue since she was
five; when their mother just left them for bad.

“So, I guess you haven’t seen or talked to
her then huh?”

My temples were starting to throb. I reached
for the grinder on the table.

Neko shook his head from side to side. “Naw,
I ain’t talk to her. I called her phone, but she ain’t answer. I
started to leave her a message but that would have been fucked up
to leave a message like that on her voicemail. I sent her a text
letting her know she needed to get home and hit me up once she got
there.” There was silence and then Neko let loose.

“You gonna be real with me and tell me what
the fuck is really going on? It ain’t been nothing but death and
destruction following us! I mean have you ever stopped to think
about any of this shit or are you up here in this room
moonlighting? Who knew where to go? Who would have access to Pops
and Oscar like that? Who the fuck knew NiQue’s peoples like that?”
I didn’t know how I hadn’t seen it before. It had to be someone on
the inside.

No one knew where the funeral was to be
held. No one knew where NiQue’s brother stayed but people on the
inside. Someone close to me was doing some unforgivable shit. NiQue
loved her brother more than anyone could imagine. They were all
each other had. She was going to be devastated when she got the
news. I split the blunt I had intended to roll and emptied the guts
into the waste basket. I finally spoke on it. “It has to be someone
who knows us all.” I said, replacing the tobacco with some
Chocolate Tie I had sent from California. Just as a pre-caution, I
lit an incense and put the J in the air for Daddy and NiQue’s
brother.

The more I inhaled, the clearer shit seemed.
I passed the Dutch to Neko. If you would have told me a week ago I
would been smoking some Kush with my brother, I would have laughed
at you. I guess there was some shit going on in his own world that
he was running from too. He was inhaling the potent weed with no
problems, so I knew it wasn’t his first time smoking Kush.

There was silence again. I hated when it got
silent like that. It felt like a void that needed to be filled. I
started to drift into my high. One by one the people closest to me
were having their lives torn apart. At first I thought it was
because of Papi. I took care all of the loose ends with him so I
know it wasn’t him, unless some bitch was out for revenge and knew
we were fucking around. Damn though, NiQue and her brother had
nothing to do with that.