Hold U Down (10 page)

“Your li'l girlfriend looks like she's mad. You better go talk to her,” Unique said sarcastically, but really on the inside she was hurting like hell.

Ignoring her, Bigg flagged down the bartender. “Ay, let me get a Hennessy and Coke. You want anything?” he asked Unique.

“Yeah, an apple martini.”

The bartender had their drinks ready in a matter of seconds. Handing Unique her drink, Bigg tried to gaze into her eyes to see what she was thinking, but Unique wouldn't even look his way. The man was stuck. Bigg didn't know what to say or do.

“Are you ready to listen to what I gotta say now?”

“No. I don't even care anymore.” Unique turned her back to him and took a sip of her drink.

“Why you bullshittin'? Me and her was just talkin'. It wasn't even nothing. I ain't even been fuckin' wit' that girl. As a matter of fact, I haven't talked to her since I went to Louisiana wit' you, and you know how long ago that shit was. I don't know why she called me that night. You know I love you.”

“What's love got to do with it?” Unique shot, trying to sound sarcastic.

“Oh, so now we on some ol' Ike and Tina shit?” Bigg joked, trying his damndest to make her laugh, but she wouldn't. Unique gave him a look of pure disdain. “Come on, ma. Don't look at me like that.”

“I ain't got nothing to say to you, Bigg. I actually came here to apologize to you, and then I see that shit. I can't trust you, so I'm through fuckin' wit' you.”

“Stop lying. You don't mean that.” Bigg hoped and prayed to God that she didn't.

“Just leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you.” She placed her hand on his chest, trying to push him away. Unique was undeniably hurt.

Bigg played it cool on the outside, but it felt like a piece of him was dying on the inside. If Unique left him for real, he didn't know what he would do. To make matter worse, Tone was making his way through the club to speak to her.

“What's up, ma?” he asked, sweeping Unique off the floor and giving her a big bear hug.

“Hey, Tone. What's up?” Unique's voice cracked. She didn't know what to do. On one side of her stood Bigg, the man she loved, and in front of her stood her drunk ex-boyfriend that she was still stringing along.

“Damn, a nigga ain't seen you in a minute.”

“But like I was saying, we need to go home and talk about this.” Bigg continued to talk as if Tone wasn't there.

Fading him out, Unique didn't reply. “How you been?” she asked Tone.

“Fuck how I been. How you been? Lookin' all good and shit.”

“On the grind. Trying to stay focused and in good health.”

“I feel you. You healthy a'ight. That ass ain't changed a bit.” Tone spun her around so he could get a good view of her butt.

“Yo, who is this nigga?” Bigg questioned, pissed.

“Bigg, this Tone. Tone, this is Bigg.”

Not expecting it to be Tone, Bigg stood silent for a second. He was finally face to face with the man who had Unique's heart before he did.

“What's up, man?” Tone put his hand out for a handshake. Instead of speaking, Bigg gave him a funny look and a pound.

“Ay, Bigg, let me holla at you for a minute,” Cezar called out.

“I'll be right back.” Bigg tried kissing Unique on the mouth, but instead she played him and turned her face. “Yo, don't make me fuck you up.”

“Whatever.” Unique rolled her eyes.

“I got to tell you, ma, you lookin' good tonight. You making a nigga want to take you home and do some thangs,” Tone continued.

“Come on, Tone. Cut it out.”

“I'm for real. A nigga been missing you like crazy.”

“Is that right?” She smirked.

Bigg was only a few feet away from Unique as he held a conversation with Cezar. While talking, he kept his eyes on her at all times. He could tell that something was up with Tone. Never before in his life had one person given off so many bad vibes. Checking his waist, he made sure that his burner was on him.

“I know you miss a nigga, too,” Tone said, caressing Unique's cheek.

“Tone, please. It was nice seeing you again, but I gotta go.”

“Let me just talk to you.” He grabbed her arm.

“What is it? I said I gotta go.”

“I'm sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

“You were right. I was cheating on you, but I swear to God I was just fuckin' them girls. I was gon' get right back.”

“That was then. It doesn't even matter now.”

Unique didn't know it, but Bigg was standing right behind her. “Come on. I'm ready to go,” he said, interrupting their conversation.

“What the fuck is the deal? Who is this nigga? Is this your man or something?” Tone asked, agitated by Bigg's presence.

Unique took one look at Bigg and said, “Nah, he ain't my man, and neither are you, so why are you questioning me?”

“What the fuck you just say?” Bigg questioned, about ready to slap the shit outta Unique.

“Did I stutter, muthafucka?”

Snatching her up by the arm, Bigg dragged Unique out of the club and yelled, “Do you want me to beat yo' ass up in this muthafucka? 'Cause I will. I'm about two seconds away from slapping the shit outta you!”

“Haven't I told you about grabbing on me?”

“And haven't I told you about your muthafuckin' mouth? Learn how to close that muthafucka sometime.”

“If you was on your job, maybe I wouldn't have to bitch and complain.”

“I swear you's the most ignorant bitch I've ever met in my life. You make a nigga want to cheat on you with some of the nonsense you be talkin'.”

“Nigga, you ain't got to be with me and call me another bitch if you don't want to.”

“You know what? I'm tired of arguing wit' you. Get the fuck out my face,” Bigg shot, pushing her away with force and almost causing her to fall.

“So, that's it? You don't want to talk anymore?” Unique questioned, hurt and turned on all at the same time.

“Don't play stupid wit' me, ma. I'm tired of talkin' to you. You hardheaded! Got me at the club arguing wit' you over some dumb shit. I ain't got time for that. Take yo' silly ass home.”

“Ain't nobody playin' wit' you, Bigg. You're the one that started all this shit to begin with. Now you wanna get mad?”

“Like I said, I ain't for the arguing.”

“Fuck you, then. It's over,” Unique spat, walking away.

“What the fuck is going on?” Zoë questioned, running out of the club to see what happened.

“Nothing, man.”

“What did you do to her?”

“I ain't do nothing.”

“Yeah, right. I saw you wit' that skank bitch Brittany. Bigg, you playing yourself if you gon' try to throw another chick up in Unique's face. At least let the chick be some competition. Now go after her. You know how dramatic she is.”

“I am, but after I have one more shot of Hen.”

“Yo, Unique, open up!” Bigg yelled through the door.

“What the fuck do you want?” she yelled back.

“Just let me in so I can talk to you.”

“Nigga, I ain't got shit for you. Go holla at that bitch you was talkin' to at the club.”

“Man, I told you we was just talkin'. You was talkin' to another nigga too.”

“So?”

“Open the door!” Bigg yelled, pounding his fist up against the door.

“You better stop banging on my door before I call the police.”

“You better open this goddamn door before I kick this muthafucka down.”

“Bigg, yo' scary ass ain't gon' do shit.”

“What!” He banged again with even more force.

Taking the chain off, Unique swung the door open to Bigg's surprise. Immediately his dick began to rise once he saw what Unique had on. She wore nothing but a Hello Kitty tank top and a pair of lace boy shorts. Her underwear was so tight that it crept up her voluptuous ass whenever she walked. Holding his dick, Bigg knew right then and there that he would say whatever he needed to say so he could see her ass slap against his thighs that night.

“Now what the fuck do you want?”

“Don't play wit' me, Unique,” he spoke calmly.

“Don't play wit' you? Nah, nigga, don't you play with me. You the one trying to play me crazy. That was Brittany, the same Brittany that called yo' phone last week.”

“Baby, why would I be in another bitch's face when I knew you would be up in the club?”

“Quit lying. You ain't know I was gonna be back today.”

Bigg grabbed her waist and continued to plead his case. “I'm gon' be honest wit' you. I used to fuck wit' Brittany before I got wit' you. Once you and I got together, I swear to God I broke things off with her.”

“If that's the case, then why was she all over you at the club, and why is she still calling your phone?”

“I don't know why she called my phone that night. I haven't talked to that girl in months, but after you left like that, I was pissed. There I was being faithful to you, and the first time some shit pops off, you up and say it's over.”

“What else was I supposed to do?”

“You were supposed to listen to your man. Now, what's up wit' you and ol' boy?”

“Nothing. I've
been
stop fuckin' wit' Tone,” she lied.

“You better not be lying to me,” Bigg warned.

“I'm not.”

“You still my baby?”

“Get the fuck off of me, Bigg. I ain't forgot you called me a bitch,” Unique protested, trying to sound convincing, but the sight of him was turning her on to the fullest. His red STL baseball hat rested on his head tilted to the right. An oversized red and black BAPE T-shirt rested on his chest. Baggy shorts hung low off his waist, and a pair of red-and-white Air Force Ones were on his feet. Last but not least, an iced-out platinum chain brought out the thug in him that she loved.

“You called me a bitch too.” He laughed.

“Shut up. Ain't nothing funny.”

“I'm sorry, but you pissed me off with that shit you was talkin'.”

“Yeah, okay, whatever. I thought y'all had a show tonight anyway.”

“We did, but the money wasn't right, so I told ol' boy to come and holla at me when they had their shit together.”

“Whatever, Bigg. You're probably lying.” Unique waved him off.

“Look, I'm done. The shit is played. I don't want to talk about it no more. Where baby sis at?” he asked as he let her go.

Looking at him like he was crazy, Unique rolled her eyes. She knew she was pushing it, but if Unique didn't put her foot down now, she knew that little stuff like this would continue to pop up.

Walking over to the refrigerator, Bigg took out a Heineken. He needed something to quench his thirst. Once the door was locked, Unique followed him into the kitchen.

“Just because you're done talkin' about it doesn't mean that I am. And she's over Chantell's house, if you just have to know.”

“I don't want her hanging around that fast-ass girl. You know she tried to holla at Chris once.”

“Don't be trying to change the subject, nigga.”

“What more is there to say, Unique? We had a show, the shit got canceled, so me and the fellas stayed around and kicked it. It's not my fault that the bitch walked up on me talkin' in my ear and you happened to see it. What was I supposed to do?”

“You was supposed to tell the ho that you had a woman and to step off.”

“Come here.”

“No.”

“Come here, Unique!” Bigg demanded. She knew he wasn't playing anymore, so she slowly walked over to him. Bigg took her hand and placed her on his lap.

“Don't start trippin' now, ma. You know that I love you. Don't let all this other bullshit cloud yo' judgment. If you can't deal with these around-the-way bitches, how you gon' act when shit really get poppin'?”

Bigg had a good point. Whenever a female approached him, Unique would spaz out. She hated the sight of another woman staring him in the eyes or being close to him. Bigg was the man that she wanted to marry, and his life would become hers, so she had to get her act together quick. Besides that, Unique was suffering from a serious case of dick deprivation. Turning around, she straddled him.

“I'm sorry, but don't let me catch you with that bitch again,” she warned.

“You won't. I promise,” he whispered, kissing her neck and palming her ass at the same time. “Ay, but I ain't playin'. If I ever catch you lookin' at that nigga Tone, I'ma kill you, and that's my word,” he said seriously.

Ignoring him, Unique took his face into her hands and kissed his lips passionately. She enjoyed the feel of his lips pressed against hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Running his hands up and down her spine, Bigg pushed her tank top up and off. Ever so lightly, he tickled her nipples with his tongue while fondling her breasts.

“Ahh,” Unique moaned as she arched her back.

Watching as her nipples grew from every lick, Bigg sucked harder. He then trailed kisses down her stomach as he continued to caress her breasts with his hands.

“You know we gon' have to work on that mouth of yours,” Bigg whispered in between kissing her lips.

“Whatever.” Unique smirked, sucking on his bottom lip.

“Raise up.”

Unique did as she was told and lifted up so that Bigg could take off her panties. She unbuckled his shorts, pulled them down around his knees, and knelt to the floor. She then made sure that his already erect dick was as stiff as it could be by stroking him up and down. Holding his waist, she placed him in her mouth and went to work.

“Oh my God!” Bigg moaned as he watched her lips slide up and down his dick. He hated to admit it, but Unique could suck a mean dick. She had his eyes rolling into the back of his head and everything. Looking down at her, he watched as her lips slid up and down. Bigg couldn't take it anymore. The sensation was becoming too much for him to handle.

“Hold up, baby. I ain't ready to cum yet,” he panted, lifting her head up.

Unique straddled him, smiling at a job well done. Gently guiding her, Bigg sat her all the way down onto his dick. Licking her lips, she began to ride him slowly. As she rode him, Bigg held her waist, making sure that every inch of his fat dick went as far in as it could possibly go.

“Ooh, baby, I can feel you all the way up in my stomach!” Unique whined, gaining speed while screaming in pleasure. “Shit, Bigg, I can't breathe!”

“You like that dick?” he demanded to know, smacking her ass.

“Yes!”

“Say you like it.”

“I like it,” Unique moaned, biting down on her bottom lip as Bigg pumped roughly.

“I can't hear you. Say you like daddy's big dick.”

“I like that big dick!”

“You gon' quit talkin' shit?”

“Yes!”

“You want daddy to fuck you?”

“Yes, baby! Fuck me!”

Bigg found her spot and began to target it with every stroke. Bucking and moaning, Unique couldn't contain her emotions. Bigg was driving her crazy.

“Ooh, Bigg, you feel so good. I could just bite you right now,” Unique growled, feeling like a mad woman.

“You wanna bite me?” He smacked her ass.

“Yes!” She licked and sucked his bottom lip.

“Ride that dick!” He smacked her ass again. “That's right!” He smacked her ass even harder. “Show yo' man what you workin' wit',” Bigg ordered, smacking her ass over and over again.

“Baby, what you doing to me? Ahh, I'm gon' cum!”

“I wanna see you cum. Cum for me, baby,” Bigg ordered, pumping harder.

Grabbing onto his shoulders, Unique let out a thunderous moan as her body began to convulse. Bigg held her tight and continued to pump slowly while she regained her composure. Cumming too, he licked and sucked her breasts.

“Fuck!” he yelled, regaining speed.

Tracing his lips with her tongue, Unique kissed him passionately while he came inside of her. Bigg caressed her ass cheeks and kissed her back.

“That was a good nut, baby,” Unique said while placing soft, sensual kisses on his neck.

“I know. It's all over my thighs and shit,” he laughed.

“Come on. Let's go take a shower.”

Doing as he was told, Bigg picked Unique up, carried her into the master bathroom, and turned on the shower. Leaning her up against the wall, he prepared her for round two.

The next morning, Bigg was awakened by Unique hitting him upside the head with a pillow.

“Wake up, sleepyhead.” She giggled.

“What time is it?” Bigg asked, turning over and not paying her any attention.

“It's
time
for you to wake yo' punk ass up.”

“Girl, you better go on wit' that shit. Wake me up in another hour.” He turned over.

“No, you have to get up now.” She hit him again.

“Why?” Bigg questioned with his face buried in the pillow.

“'Cause I'm hungry. I want to go out to eat breakfast.”

“You better take yo' ass in that kitchen and fix you something to eat.”

“Get up, Bigg,” Unique whined, pulling the covers off of him and exposing his mocha-colored back.

“I'm gon' kick yo' ass you keep on playin' wit' me.” Bigg sat up, rubbing his eyes.

“You can kiss my ass.” She grinned and bent over, bringing her ass toward his face. Bigg kissed it and then smacked it as hard as he could.

“Ow, nigga, that hurt!” Unique yelled, dancing around the room and holding her butt cheek.

“I told you to quit fuckin' wit' me.” He laughed.

“I can't stand you.”

“Come here.”

Smiling, Unique walked back over to him. Gently, Bigg kissed her lips slowly. “I love you,” he said.

“I love you too, but, ay, close your eyes. I got a surprise for you.”

“What kind of surprise? It's too damn early in the morning for a surprise. A nigga tired and wanna go back to sleep, ma.”

“Quit bitchin' and close your eyes.”

Not wanting to, Bigg played along. Before she returned to the room, Unique made sure Bigg's eyes were closed by peeping her head through the door. Ready to show him her surprise, she squealed, “Open your eyes!”

In front of him was a breakfast tray with a plate filled with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, and sliced strawberries. Over to the side was a champagne glass filled with mimosa. Unique had only cooked for Bigg that one other time, so breakfast in bed was a huge surprise and treat for him.

“Come here, li'l dude.”

“Uh-uh.” She smiled, swaying her head from side to side like a little girl.

“Just come here, man,” he demanded.

Unique grinned from ear to ear and climbed into her king-sized bed with him. She sat Indian-style in front of him.

Bigg loved being this close to Unique. Just the sight of her face brightened up his day. Moments like this he knew that he could live the rest of his life with her, but being the nigga he was, he had to keep it gangsta.

“You know I can't live without yo' big-head ass, right?”

“Fuck you.” She laughed, mushing him in the head. “I can't live without you either.”

“You love me?”

“Yeah, I love you,” Unique answered truthfully. “Why you actin' all mushy? You know a bitch got a rep to protect.”