Loving Angel (5 page)

“
Me too,” he said, taking my face in his hands and kissing me.

I loved his lips; they were thick and juicy and felt so damn good. He ran his tongue against the seam of my lips and I opened up and let him
in, sucking on his tongue, and then sticking mine in his mouth so he could do the same. Tyga was grinding that big ass bulge in his pants against my belly and squeezing on my booty. I was beyond aroused, with my nipples hardening and my pussy throbbing. Someone was moaning like a motherfucker and I realized it was me. He kissed down my neck until he got to my cleavage, where he sucked on the tops of my exposed breast.

“
You better get in your apartment before I take you up against this door,” he whispered hoarsely as he sucked on my earlobe.

“
Do you want come in?” I moaned.

“
Your mom isn’t home?” he asked hopefully.

“
Nah.”

He
smiled and gave me a quick kiss on the tip of my nose and I knew his answer was a yes. I immediately grabbed my keys from my clutch and opened the door with shaking hands. As soon as the door was closed he grabbed me, pushed me up against it and we picked up where we had left off before. He pulled the top of my dress and bra down and sucked on my pebbled nipples. It seemed there was a direct line from my tits to my clit, because the more he sucked the more aroused I became. He pushed my dress up around my waist and slipped his hand in my tong and rubbed my wet swollen clit.

“
You like that don’t you ma?” he asked, as he slipped one finger inside my pussy. That shit was feeling so good I could only moan.

“
Answer me,” he commanded, “or I’m gonna remove my finger and stop rubbing this fat pussy.”

“
Yes,” I moaned.

“
Yes daddy,” he corrected.

“
Yes Daddy,” I said eagerly, because I didn’t want him to stop when I was about to come. He slipped in another finger while he used his thumb to work my clit. I could feel my body tighten and knew I was on the brink of exploding.

“
Damn, this pussy is tight,” he mused while finally working in a third finger. “This is my pussy right?”

“
Yes Daddy!” I screamed as I squirted all over his hand. I don’t think I’d ever come that hard in my entire life.

The living room light suddenly came on and Boss was standing across
the room in a pair of boxers with a pissed off look on his face; If that wasn’t disconcerting enough my mother walked up behind him wearing a sheer red teddy. Tyga tried using his body to shield mine.

“
Mina, I I tthought you weren’t home,” I stuttered, totally embarrassed as I rearranged my clothing.

“
I hope you didn’t get anything on that dress,” she replied dryly. Leave it to my mom to only worry about her dress after catching her sixteen year old daughter practically fucking up against her front door.

“
I didn’t know you two were kicking it,” Boss frowned. He had this weird sound in his voice that I couldn’t put my finger on; It was somewhere between anger and incredulity. “I thought you were with that nigga Von.”

“
He and I aren’t together anymore,” I corrected moving from behind Tyga after I was done adjusting my clothes.

“
You’re a fast one aren’t you,” Boss said spitefully. “Does he even know you’re not with him anymore? Because I could have sworn it was yesterday I saw him at the barbershop and he was talking like you two were still together.”

I gave him a dirty look.
“For your information I sent out the memo, if he doesn’t want to get with the program it’s not my fault.”

“
So how long has it been since you’ve moved on to my brother?”

“
This was our first date,” Tyga said, speaking for the first time since the beginning of the whole embarrassing ordeal. “And I don’t see why you think anyone should be reporting to you. It’s none of your business.” He seemed annoyed.

“
None of my business when you’re banging my underage step-daughter in the middle of my living room,” Boss replied scathingly. “A nigga can’t even get some sleep with all the screaming and moaning.”

“
We weren’t fucking,” I exclaimed, shooting him a nasty look. I knew he was just trying to embarrass me and I hated him even more for it. “And you don’t live here nigga.” Home boy had some fucking nerve. I bet he was just pissed because he wasn’t the one who was gonna get up in this pussy.

“
Angel calm down,” Mina said realizing a verbal warfare was about to go down between her man and I. I was more than ready to go at it with him because he was getting on my last nerve. But Mina was giving me a look that said I should shut the fuck up.

She turned to Bo
ss putting a hand on his arm. “Angel will be seventeen in two weeks. I was already a mother when I was her age and I was a lot less mature than she is. I trust her to make her own decisions, she has been doing it since she was able to walk and talk.”

Boss didn
’t look happy with the program but he knew when to keep his opinions to himself.

“
Congrats then bro,” he said with a fake ass smile on his face, giving Tyga a fist pound and a pat on the back. I couldn’t stand that dude, but I could hide my true feeling also. “You’re staying the night?”

“
Nah, I’m about to bounce.”

I couldn
’t blame him, they killed my mood too. Now I just wanted to take a shower and crash.

He said goodnight to Mina and Boss and
I followed him outside, closing the door behind me so we could have our goodbye in privacy.

He pulled me against his hard bod
y and wrapped his arms around me allowing me to rest my head on his chest. “I had fun tonight ma despite the little fiasco at the end.” I could hear the smile in his voice.

“
Me too,” I smile back. I lifted my head and looked into those sexy hazel eyes, then reach up on my toes and planted a kiss against his thick lips. He grabbed a handful of my hair and deepened the kiss.

“
I’ll call you tomorrow,” he gave me a final quick peck before leaving.

When I went back inside the apartment B
oss was sitting alone on the couch smoking a blunt and sipping a glass of what I assumed was some type of liquor. I guess Mina must have gone back to bed. He was devouring me with his eyes as usual but now he had this weird smirk on his lips. I didn’t let his attitude affect me, I just went to my room and closed and looked my door behind me.

CHAPTER SEVEN

ANGEL

Tyga
and I had been dating for almost two weeks and I couldn’t be happier. We were either always together or talking and texting with each other on the phone. I was getting the princess treatment from him: shopping trips spending thousands of dollars on me, dinner dates to expensive restaurants, movie dates to watch the latest films and every night clubbing with our crews at any one of his spots.

He was
also putting the pressure on me to give up the pussy. I could see how frustrated he was getting every time I shut him down. He knew that I was still a virgin and wanted to wait for the right time but said although he respected my choices he was a grown man with needs and he wasn’t going to wait forever. I was starting to realize that if I didn’t take our relationship to the next level soon I was going to lose him and I definitely didn’t want him to leave me. I was in love for the very first time in my life and if he left I would be crushed.

The
other down side to all my happiness was that stupid nigga Von. He kept calling and texting my phone but I didn’t answer. He said was out of town on business but he heard from one of his homeboys that I was kicking it with Tyga and he was gonna knock my ass out when he came back. I was laughing my ass off so hard after listening to that voicemail. It seemed like he just couldn’t get the message that we weren’t together anymore.

It was the day of
my birthday and my girls and I were at the hair shop getting our hair and nails hooked up. My stylist Theresa had already washed and blow-dried my hair, and Nancy my manicurist/pedicurist had already hooked up my feet and was now working on my hands. Tyga had reserved the V.I.P room at Excellence for my big day and I wanted to look super fly. Both Daisy and Keya were sitting in styling chairs getting their weaves redone. They had gotten their feet and nails taken care of already.

“
What’re you doing for your birthday?” Nancy asked me as she painted my nails in fire-engine red.

“
Nothing big,” I replied. “Last year my mom surprised me with a huge super sweet sixteen bash so this year I’m gonna do something on a much smaller scale. I’ve got the V.I.P room at Excellence reserved for friends and family. We’re just gonna chill and pop a few bottles.”

“
I hear that,” she joked. “So why didn’t I get invited?”

I knew Nancy was pulling my leg. She was funny like that. She
was an overweight dark skin lady in her mid-thirties who was more interested in Sunday service, than Saturday night clubbing.

“
I thought I mailed that shit about a month ago,” I joked back. “You got your invite right Theresa?” I directed at my stylist who was sewing tracks in Keya’s hair.

“
Damn sure did,” she said, popping her hips and shaking her ass, looking ghetto fabulous. “You I’ll be up in there breaking it down.”

We all started cracking up.

“You young bitches and all that booty popping shit,” Nancy teased. “One of these days that thing is gonna fall off while you’re shaking it.”

“
I know this fat ass of mine is stuck on me with crazy glue,” Theresa replied. “No matter how much a nigga be grabbing on it and slapping on it, it ain’t falling off, so a little shaking can’t do it any harm. And I’m sure you bitches with fat asses know what I’m talking about.” She pointed her index finger at Keya and then me.

“
I’m with you on that one girl,” Keya said, high-fiving Theresa. “I know this ass of mine is glued on firm, because as big as it is, it would have fallen off a long time ago.”

“
Chile please,” said Nancy. “That’s not an ass that’s a continent. Shit got its own zip and country code.”

I nearly fell of
f my chair I was laughing so hard.

“
You know the dudes love this big old booty of mine,” Keya bragged.

“
Ain’t nothing a nigga loves more than a fat ass booty,” Nancy agreed, “But on the real though; Angel where Mina at? I ain’t seeing her in a minute.”

“She hangs in The City most of the time kicking it with her man.”

“
She’s still with that fool Boss?”

“
Yeah she’s still with him,” I answered. “Why are you asking?”

“
Because I saw him at the mall the other day baby shopping with some pregnant chick; my cousin Nana is acquainted with this chick and she told Nana that Boss is her man. That they’ve been together three years and now they’re gonna have a baby together,” she replied. “Girl mad young too, I think she’s about your age. You know me and your mama cool, so I had to report back on that shit.”

“
Word,” I nodded, because what else could I say when I already knew the nigga was as dirty as his draws. “I’ll definitely fill Mina in on the four-one-one.”

“
That’s just wrong though,” Theresa commented, “Your mama is way too fly for that type of shit. I don’t know what’s wrong with these dudes today. It’s like you can never find a good faithful one.”

“
That’s why I don’t keep one, I keep many,” Keya said. That girl had no shame in her game. “I take their money and then send those fools home to their wives, baby mamas and girlfriends.”

“
I’m starting to think I need to get with your program,” Daisy told her sister. “Carter done got on my very last never for the last time. You know that fool didn’t come home last night again.”

“
Hell to the nah,” said Theresa with her hands on her hips. “You need to leave that nigga’s shit on the curb.”

Theresa
was well known for beating her husband’s ass down. You would never guess that a pit-bull lived in the body of a five feet, one hundred and thirty pound dark chocolate skin ghetto diva, with wild hair and an ever wilder personality.

“
He’s going to get his,” Daisy promised.

“
That’s what you’re always saying,” Keya complained.

I could have seconded that
statement but I didn’t want to hurt my cousin’s feelings so I kept my trap shut.

I was sitting with my hands under the drying fan finishing up drying my nails when the very last person I wanted to see walked through the door. I knew this confrontation was coming but I was hoping for later rather than sooner.