The Pussy Trap (21 page)

Raul stood back looking at the whole scene. He was so turned on that he wanted to rip her clothes off right there and handle that wild stallion. KoKo turned to him, handed him his gun and said, “Let’s get outta here.” She walked past him and toward the door. He was right behind her.

As they were driving, she noticed the office that Raul had that Kayson could not get the code to, was two blocks away from the highway he was getting ready to get on to take her home.

“Damn, I have to pee.” She started to squirm in her seat. “I think there is a gas station a few blocks from here.

“My office is right up the street,” he said. They pulled up and got out. He punched in the codes and KoKo and her elephant memory had them all.

They got on the elevator and went upstairs. She’d mapped out the whole area then went to the bathroom. She came out and was ready to go, unwilling to stay too long and arise any suspicions. Getting back on the elevator, Raul stopped it. “I want to taste you,” he said, which came across as a whisper in KoKo’s ear.

“You want to taste me? You don’t even know me. You could be sucking the next nigga’s dick.”

“Well, if another nigga’s dick is hiding in your pussy when I get down there, then I guess I'll be sucking it,” he said, lowering himself to KoKo’s waist.

“You are so nasty,” KoKo said, watching him slide his hands up her thighs reaching under her dress and then grabbing at her panties. She wanted to stop him, but shit, she had never been the type of bitch to stop a nigga from putting in work. Plus, he had been talking a lot of shit and she wanted to see if a nigga could back it up. Not to mention, this would seal the deal. “I’m not giving you no pussy, Raul,” she said, grabbing his hand.

Raul looked up with those sexy ass green eyes. “I said I just want to taste you. Satisfy my tongue for a little while and we’ll talk about it.” Then he started placing soft kisses on her thighs, placing his face between her legs and inhaling. Pulling her panties down, he ran his tongue lightly across her clit. “Damn, you smell good,” he said, reaching down and grabbing her ankle and placing it on his shoulder going to work. He was way different from Kayson; he treated the shit like an art. Every movement was slow and accurate. His mouth was so hot and wet and his tongue was soft. He was moaning with every lick and sucking her clit like a lollipop. And before KoKo could even think of stopping him, she was cumming. After her third orgasm, she reached down, put her hand on his forehead, and said, “Thank you, I’m good.” She removed her leg from his shoulder.

“Damn, you going to just cut me off like that?” he said. While thinking, Damn, I ain’t never had a woman cum like that.

“Yes, I think you have had enough. I don’t want you to get a cavity from all this sweet chocolate.” She pulled her skirt down and reached for her underwear.

Raul grabbed her around her waist and said, “You know you’re walking around with an atomic bomb between your legs and a nigga wants to blow the fuck up.”

“Well, you are going to have to wait for that ‘cause a bitch don’t just jump in the bed with every nigga that wants to give his tongue some exercise.”

Raul started laughing. “Your mouth is slick as hell. Well, can a brotha have a kiss?”

“I don’t kiss in the mouth,” she said and turned her cheek to him.

He placed a nice soft kiss on her cheek then asked, “Why not?”

“Cause, I don’t suck dick and I damn sure don’t eat pussy.”

“Well, it was your pussy I was eating.”

“Yeah, that’s all good. I only want to know how it look, feel, and smell not how it taste.”

“I need to use the bathroom again,” KoKo stated.

Raul smiled then turned the elevator back on heading upstairs. KoKo went right to his bathroom, grabbed a handful of paper towels by the sink, and washed up. She retrieved her gun from the back of the toilet where she had stashed it. Having some suspicion that he was going to try something, thank God she followed her instincts. She placed it in the small of her back. She washed her hands, her face and then looked in the mirror. Instantly, the guilt of letting Raul taste her and how good that nigga’s head game was had set in. She could hear Kayson’s words ringing in her head: “Don’t fuck that nigga.” Still, the thought of him finding out and being mad at her made her stomach sick. “Shit!” she said in a low tone. She leaned on the sink contemplating for a minute. Fuck it, this is business and if this nigga is going to trust me enough to get comfortable so I can kill his ass, then I have to take some risks. She quickly pulled herself together and came out ready to go.

When they got in the car, he kept looking over at her. She was saying to herself, I hope I don’t have to kill this nigga right now because if he tries something, Kayson's whole little carefully thought out plan is going right down the tubes. He must have noticed it because he took her home like a good boy and dropped her off. Raul came around the car and let her out, but not before saying, “Next time you ain’t going to be so lucky.” He hugged her, kissed her cheek, got back in his car and drove off.

KoKo went inside then later left out the back. Hopping in her other car, she headed to the mansion.

When KoKo pulled up to the mansion, she just wanted to go jump in the shower and wash the whole night away. She parked the car and then hopped on the elevator, hoping Kayson was in the basement. She didn't see him and she wasn’t going to look either. Quickly, KoKo tried to put on her game face, but she wouldn’t have enough time for that. As soon as the doors opened, Kayson was standing there waiting on her. Frightened, she jumped when she saw him, which caused him to say, “What the fuck are you jumping for?”

“Shit, you scared me,” she said, grabbing her chest.

“What? You scared of me, or what I’m thinking?”

“Neither, I was just caught off guard. We need to speed this shit up, this nigga is starting to fall for a bitch,” she said as she moved past Kayson. He was no fool. He could tell something had happened. He was just hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“We need another week then it’s over.” He watched KoKo undress and head to the shower, which confirmed that what he was thinking was correct. But how far did she go?

Kayson came in the bathroom watching KoKo wash everything as if she felt dirty. He walked over to the shower and said, “Did he touch you?”

“What?” she answered, taking her face out the water and looking at him.

“You heard me. Did. He. Touch. You?” he said with a hint of jealousy.

KoKo rinsed her face and mouth out then turned back to him and said, “Of course, he touched me. He thinks I’m his fucking girlfriend, remember?” Then she turned around, yet feeling Kayson’s eyes beaming through her back. She continued to wash herself, but was interrupted by his next question.

“You didn’t fuck that nigga, did you?”

“Hold the fuck up.” She got in his face, finger pointing and all. “Let me tell you something. This shit is business and as usual, a bitch is doing what it takes to get the job done. So don’t come up in here questioning what it is that I have to do to get shit done for you.” She stood there looking in his eyes.

Kayson smiled. “He ate your pussy, didn’t he?” he asked.

“Fuck you!” KoKo spat, turning around and cutting off the water. She headed out the bathroom, bumping the shit out of Kayson as she passed him. From the closet, she grabbed her underwear and bra, jeans and T-shirt, and started to get dressed. As she was putting her leg in her pants, Kayson came up behind her.

“At least let me finish what he started,” he said, grabbing her around the waist.

“Get the fuck off me!” She pushed his hands away forcefully. “Look, I’m going to handle the rest of this shit then all this shit we got going is over.” She buttoned her pants, snatched up her shirt and tried to put it on.

Kayson grabbed her by her shoulders. “Don’t fucking fall apart on me. This is what I was trying to avoid. That nigga ain’t no joke, KoKo. You have to tuck all these feelings away and handle your business. No attachments. When you get this high in the game, being in love with anyone or anything can cost you your life. You have to hide that shit from your enemy, and when you can no longer hold it, you turn the love into revenge. Then use it to kill your enemy.”

KoKo folded her arms across her chest and looked at him. She had to admit he was right; she was having all kinds of feelings and had fallen in love with Kayson. Now she’d involved herself in a fake relationship with a mark that was turning her out with every date. In actuality, she needed this little interaction with Kayson to get her head right. Kayson took her in his arms and kissed her forehead. “Baby, I know what I'm asking of you ain’t easy. But it’s necessary. When I get done with you, ain’t nobody going to be able to fuck with you.”

KoKo stood there trying to calm down. Kayson looked into her eyes. At that moment, he watched her turn into the ruthless bitch he was training her to be. They stood there quiet for a minute. Kayson said, “Standing here all mad at the boss. I know what you need after you get that kitty tongue kissed. Come in this lion’s den and let me make you think you making love to a god.” Going for her zipper, Kayson unbuttoned her pants, then he put his lips to hers looking her in the eyes.

KoKo looked at him and shook her head. “You still think that you’re the boss?”

Kayson picked her up and carried her to his bed. “No, you are, and you can pay me in pussy.”

Chapter 19

It was a Wednesday night and Terrance decided he should give Star a call. He was playing it real cool, knowing that she was mad shy so he tried to play his cards right. He didn’t want to turn her off.

“Hello,” Star said, coming out of the bathroom from washing her hair.

“What’s up, pretty lady?”

“Who is this?”

“This is Terrance. Did you forget me that fast?”

“Oh yeah, Mr. Money bags.”

“Oh, you got jokes. What you doing tonight?”

“Nothing, I just washed my hair and I was planning on chilling out. I have a ton of homework.”

“Can I come help you with that?”

“How good are you at math?”

“I’m good with adding and subtracting, but I specialize in dividing things,” Terrance said in a very flirtatious tone.

Star was thrown off by his openness. “Well, I don’t know. I don’t want you to distract me.”

“Look. I’m going to pick up something to eat and come over. I promise to be good.”

“All right,” she said in a suspicious voice. She thought he had something up his sleeve.

“A’ight, I will see you in an hour or so.” He hung up and headed over to the address Star gave him. After he picked up some chicken breast sandwiches, macaroni and cheese, and salad with peach cobbler on the side from the local soul food restaurant, he pulled into Star's parking lot and headed upstairs. When he got to the third floor, he found the apartment at the end of the hall, knocked then heard that sexy ass voice say, “Who is it?”

“Terrance.” She opened the door and was pleasantly surprised. He stood there in baggy True Religion jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of Prada sneakers. His muscular shoulders, chest, and arms showed through the shirt.

“Can a brother come in or are we going to eat in the hall?” Terrance was turned on by the sight of her in booty shorts and tank top with no bra. Damn was all he could think.

“Oh, my bad come in,” she said.

He walked in and set the food down on the coffee table. She had her books spread all over the couch and quickly moved them allowing him to have a seat. She ran into the kitchen, got two plates and two bottles of soda, and then began opening the bags.

“Awww, I love these sandwiches from Sylvester’s. Thank you.”

“No problem, I try to do what I can,” he said, looking at her like she was on the menu.

“Let’s eat before you start acting up.”

They sat and ate and laughed for over an hour. In that time, they learned they had a lot in common. They were both raised by their grandparents and both of their mothers were dead. Also, they had both never met their fathers, Terrance’s being killed when he was a baby. Terrance had taken off his shirt and was getting comfortable. They were sitting side by side and when Terrance saw how comfortable she was, he leaned in and kissed her lips lightly. She closed her eyes and received his tongue in her mouth. They began to kiss deeply and passionately. She wanted to stop him, but it felt so good. He decided to take it a little further, rubbing and gently pinching her nipples, causing a slight moan to escape from her lips. Just then, she grabbed his wrist. “Terrance, wait.”