Loving Angel (6 page)

“Let me holler at you a minute,” Von said. I couldn’t read what was on his mind from his facial expression, so I frowned up my face at him and didn’t budge from my seat. For all I knew he just wanted to take me outside to issue the beat down of a lifetime he promised me. When he saw that I had no intention of getting up he added, “I just want to talk ma. I wouldn’t put my hands on a female.”

“
You could have fooled me,” I replied dryly, “with all those threats you texted me and left on my voicemail. That was very childish of you clogging up my phone like that.”

“
I was angry Angel,” he sighed, like he was exhausted, rubbing his fingers against his temple.

“
And you aren’t now?”

“
I still am, but I can control myself,” he replied with a sad smile.

“
You’re good Angel,” Keya asked. That was her way of asking if I needed backup.

“
Nah girl I’m good,” I reassured her as I followed Von outside.

“
You’re with that Nigga Tyga now?” he asked.

“
Why’re you asking a question you already know the answer to?” I asked back, exasperated.

“
I wanted to hear it from your mouth Angel,” he said heatedly. “I’m not like you going off what other people say without getting the full story from the source.”

“
Yeah we’re together,” I admitted.

His hands were balled up in tight fists and he was looking
like I was breaking his heart and he wanted to strangle me. I didn’t know what he expected. I told him things were over between us, it’s not like he didn’t know. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings because at one point I really cared for him and got myself hurt so I knew how it felt to be in his position but it was time to face the facts.

“
You know he only wants to fuck you right?” he spat angrily. “That nigga be fucking with a different chick every week. You’re just on a list of many.”

“
I’m a big girl Jayvon I can take care of myself.” I really didn’t want to argue with him. This shit was getting old.

“
Just remember that you left me for a nigga that’s going to break your heart. We had something great and you threw it away because you wanted to run the streets and act a trick like that cousin of yours. I ain’t sweating you anymore Angel,” he said in a low angry growl before he walked away. I could have sworn his eyes were shiny. I was a bit sad that things had to end the way they did, but I was also happy that I finally had that chapter closed.

“
You’re good girl?” Daisy asked when I walked back into the shop. My facial expression must have shown that I was a little down.

“
Yeah, I’m cool,” I said. “I finally ashed things out with Von and he said he won’t blow up my phone anymore.”

“
About time,” she teased. “I was starting to think you were that dude’s obsession. With all those voice and text messages I thought his next move was going to be a kidnapping.”

I had to laugh because
home girl knew how to cheer me up. It was one of the benefits of knowing someone your entire life.

“
I love you bitch,” I said with a smile.

“
I love you too hoe,” she replied, wrapping her arms around me in a sisterly hug. My ringing phone interrupted our little bonding moment.

It
was Tyga.

“
Hey Bay,” I sang, smiling from ear to ear like a damn fool.

“
Hey Sexy,” he said with a smile in his voice. He was always calling me that. “You still at the hair shop?”

“
Yeah,” I answered. “Let me find out you’re checking up on a sister.”

“
Bring that little sexy ass of yours outside,” he said, hanging up.

“
What did your boo say?” Daisy asked.

“
I think that nigga outside,” I grinned, heading for the door.

He was leaning against the driver
’s side door of a BMW-M6 convertible. His best friend Delco was riding shotgun and I waved at him in greeting. Delco was a light skin dude with braids, medium height and a runner’s body. He had a thing for Daisy but she wasn’t giving him any play.

“
Come here Sexy,” Tyga said pulling me in his arms and giving me a long deep kiss with lots of tongue action. He had his hands all up on the booty and everything.

“
What’re you doing here bay,” I asked smiling when we had come up for air.

“
Came to give you your birthday gift,” he replied removing a Tiffany’s box from his jeans pocket and handing it to me.

I
had a humongous smile on my face when I opened it and saw a beautiful platinum and diamonds tennis bracelet. I jumped in his arms, wrapped my legs around his waist and gave him a thank you kiss.

“
Thank you bay,” I said as he clasped the bracelet around my wrist.

“
Happy birthday Sexy; You and I are gonna have a special night tonight,” he whispered in my ear. I got the meaning loud and clear. It was time to give up the goodies. I was hella nervous, but I realized it was now or never.

CHAPTER EIGHT

TYGA

At twelve
-thirty I rolled up to shorty’s crib in my brand new 458 Ferrari. Called her on the phone and told her I was outside. Sexy came out her apartment rocking a short red and black dress with some red five inch heels. I had to admit she was wearing the hell out of that outfit. It had a bustier top and it seemed as though those big perky tits of hers were gonna spill out of it any minute. The bottom was made from a form fitting silk material that hugged that tiny waist of hers, and was so short, if she bent over her ass cheeks would surely pop out. She was wearing the fifteen thousand dollar bracelet I gave her earlier and white gold and diamond chandelier earrings. Her hair was done in big loose curls and I couldn’t wait to get a handful of it tonight while I hit it from the back.

A nigga never had to spend so much money on a bitch before. I mean I ain
’t a conceited dude or anything, but with a face and body like mine and a ten inch long stiff dick, I usually had to be beating those bitches back. Yet over the past two weeks I spent more money on a bitch than some people with good jobs make in a year and still didn’t get up in that pussy yet. That bitch better give it up tonight and I ain’t joking. I was going to tear that shit up as punishment. Get a bitch feigning on the dick like I been feigning for that pussy. Hook her little young ass on it and then not call her for a minute.

When we got to the
club everyone was already there. Most of the faces I didn’t know, but I spotted a few I was familiar with; like John, Dwayne, Lux and Biz from my crew. Those niggas are among my top earners. As I passed by them I gave them all a dap, and let them know to get whatever they wanted because drinks were on me. I could see them all checking my little shorty out, but I wouldn’t hold it against them, Angel was so fine she could make a blind man see. I also spotted her hoe ass cousin Keya backing it up on some nigga on the dance floor, with a glass of liquor in her hand. That bitch seemed like she was mad drunk and the party had just started. When she saw me looking her way she winked at me while licking her lips. I knew she would love to get at me, but I wasn’t gonna play the fool; plus Boss was already banging that bitches brains and back out.

My brother and Mina were sitting at a table with Daisy, Delco and this short dark skinned chick with dreads that looked to be in her late thirties. They were all relaxing back, while they talked and drank.

“
Here comes the birthday girl,” Daisy cheered when she spotted us. She started serenading Angel with the Birthday song. It seemed like her sister wasn’t the only one who was three sheets to the wind already.

“
Girl sit your ass down,” Angel laughed, playfully pushing her cousin down in her seat.

“
Happy Birthday Angel,” Mina said getting up and giving her daughter a hug.

“
Thanks Mina. I hope you got my gift hiding somewhere around here,” she said teasingly, playfully looking around and under the table.

“
It’s at the apartment hidden under your own bed so you wouldn’t find it,” Mina joked.

“
Come give your aunty a hug and introduce me to your friend,” the lady with the dreads said to Angel.

“
Auntie this is Tyga,” Angel said as she wrapped an arm around her aunt’s shoulder. “Bay this is my aunt Missy.”

“
So its double trouble night,” Missy joked looking from Boss to me.

“
Trouble is my middle name,” replied my twin licking his lips. He was visually undressing Angel and I couldn’t understand how Mina couldn’t read the lust written all over his face. I swear that dude was on some grimy shit but I’d beat the shit out of him if he tried anything with her. It wasn’t like I was trying to wife the chick or anything, but brother or not I wasn’t going to let a nigga disrespect me by stepping on my toes.

We relaxed with our peeps and started popping bottles.
Liquor in the V.I.P was on me, so everyone was getting all out drunk. I wasn’t trying to get wasted so I only had a glass or two and just enjoyed the company and the atmosphere. I took Angel out on the dance floor a couple a times and her ass tortured the hell out of my dick grinding up on me. By three a.m. I was ready to bounce, so we said goodnight to everyone and made our way out the club.

The
drive from the club to my crib was usually a twenty minute drive with no traffic. But tonight I made it in ten. I parked my car in the garage and we took the elevator up to my loft. It was all open space and high varnished wood ceilings. Only the two bedrooms and bathrooms were separated.

I took Angel by the hand and
led her straight to my favorite room. I had rose petals strewn all over the king sized bed and floor, and scented candles in strategic positions.

“
This is really beautiful bay,” Angel said in an awed voice. I had her little young head thinking I was a romantic now. I ain’t gonna lie; a nigga never done this type of shit for a chick before and probably wouldn’t do it for another one. But I figured since it was her first time I would try to make it special.

I went ahead and lit the candles and turned out the light.

“Relax ma,” I said coming up behind her and wrapping my arms around her. She was trembling a bit like she was scared or something, so I rubbed my hands up and down her arms. “What are you afraid of?” I asked, as I turned her in my arms and kissed her on the forehead.

“
That you’ll break my heart,” she whispered, looking at me with those big pretty green eyes.”

I
nstead of making reassurances I kissed her. I didn’t want to make any promises that I wasn’t sure I could keep. Her lips were soft and pliant against mine; forever tasting like cherry. I sucked on her tongue as I backed her up against the bed, and unzipped her dress. She was wearing a little itty bitty red tong and no bra.

“
Damn ma, you’re sexy as hell,” I said with appreciation, using both hands to squeeze her breasts causing her to moan. Her breasts were large, high and firm and I could almost span her waist with my hands. I slipped off her tong and my clothes, laid her on the bed and straddled her.

I kissed and sucked on her neck and made my way
down to her breast. I squeezed them together with my hands and then sucked on her rosy pebbled nipples. She was breathing heavily and gyrating against me.

“
You like that don’t you Sexy?”

“
Yes daddy,” she moaned.

I slipped a finger in her pussy, and then added another. S
horty was warm and wet, and I worked her hole and clit until I felt her squirt all over my fingers. I opened her legs wider and I rubbed the head of my dick up and down her slit, teasing her and coating myself in her juices. When I felt it was slick enough I started working the big mushroom head in.

“
Tyga, wait, you don’t have on a condom,” Angel protested. “You should…”

I cut off her objection by giving her a deep kiss, while I continued to inch my way in. I didn
’t usually fuck without a condom, but I wasn’t about to give up the opportunity to fuck this virgin pussy raw. I worked my way in until I came up against her hymen; I inched back a bit then thrust myself all the way in breaking through that shit. She made a choked sound and tears leaked from her closed lids. I was almost balls deep, and that shit was warmer and tighter than a mother fucker. Her pussy felt as though it was trying to choke a nigga’s dick. I never felt anything that damn good in my entire life and had to concentrate real hard so I would bust prematurely.