Grabbing my shorts off the ground, I quickly started to put them back on because they had no business off in the first place. I can't believe I just let two random bitches eat my pussy, though it was in fact the best sexual experience I've had in my life.
Once I was fully dressed, Crew walked up to me and placed one hand behind my back, looking me in the face.
"So, what did you think about that experience. You still ready to die on that hill?"
"What I think is that I need to stay far away from you before you get me in a lot of trouble at home."
"Why, baby, we didn't do nothing wrong. Just got a couple of nuts in before breakfast. It looked like you enjoyed it too. I know I damn sure did."
He grinned before turning to walk out of the room. It was hard to keep up with him now, as my legs were still shaking. I would never be with a fem bitch, but Diamond and Sparkle ate my pussy ten times better than Emoney ever has. I can't tell Crew that, though. He doesn't seem like the type whose ego needs to be fed.
Crew and I rode back to Hov's place and walked into the penthouse, and I heard dishes hitting the countertop. Crew led us back into the kitchen, and inside we found Ciara sitting onone of the barstools closest to Hov, who was at the end of the counter. I can't lie; she looked good next to him. Royal, to be honest.
"Where have you been, best friend?"
"Uh, we just. We."
"Went to smoke."
Crew helped me out with an answer because I couldn't think of a lie quick enough.
I watched as Hov and Crew had an unspoken communication with each other between their eyes. Hov then chuckled to himself and shook his head, and I can tell that Hov knew exactly what Crew just did to me.
I can see now that Crew's ass is a different type of dangerous and someone who a girl like me has to stay away from. I've only been strong thus far because nothing interesting has happened to me, but now, Crew has my mind gone. Hopefully it returns soon.
Chapter 5
Hov
I didn't feel a tired bone in my body after I took that nap with Ciara. I wanted to stay here all day with her, but our time to shack up will come. I have to get all my shit lined up with Cashmier and the baby, then I'll never go to sleep again without Ciara in my bed.
Crew had left hours ago, and her homegirl took an uber home soon after since her girlfriend was rushing her to come home. I was happy that we were now alone. Our conversation was flowing like water, and that meant a lot because I usually don't feel like talking to people.
"You know, it's crazy that you are so big and tall and you don't snore."
Ciara stood behind me in the restroom where I was putting on some street clothes.
"Nah, I never have."
"That's good. I wouldn't be able to sleep through it."
She smiled, rubbing the back of her neck. I could tell she was nervous talking to me. It's been hours since we've been around each other today, and I still see parts of her shell still up. I'm going to break that shit down, piece by piece, though. Day by day, I will become her peace.
"How long are you going to be shy and innocent around me. I know that Bronx chick is inside you deep somewhere."
"Oh, she is, but if you see her, that means that something went wrong."
"Fair enough, keep her away."
With a woman like Ciara, I'm sure constant drama was the last thing she wanted. I had to be sure to keep that type of shit away from her so she can stay calm and reserved as a lady should be. Truth is, every female has a crazy side, and it just takes the right nigga to bring it out of her.
While staring at Ciara through the mirror in the restroom, I saw that she got a text on her phone that left her with a worried expression. I could tell someone had bothered her, and I didn't like that shit at all.
"You good? Who I need to fuck up?"
"Oh, it's, it's nobody."
She closed out of the screen.
