The Pussy Trap (39 page)

“Oh shit! Get the fuck outta here!” KoKo passed him the drink and took a seat next to him. Terrance quickly downed the shot. It was actually child’s play in comparison to what he had been drinking over the last couple of weeks.

“I ain’t got nobody, KoKo. My family is gone. My wife to be is dead. Our future and plans, all dead.” He paused and chuckled. “And here I am sitting on your couch crying like a bitch.”

KoKo sat there thinking, Wife? Plans? You killed my husband and you are the reason I killed my sister. Not to mention, I have to raise my son by myself. It took everything in her not to stab his ass, but she remained cool.

“It’s okay. This type of shit would break the hardest nigga. Plus, I have feelings for you, Tee, and if you hurt, I hurt.” She looked at him with tear-filled eyes. She needed to create a moment so she could get his mind off his pain and onto his dick. Shit, she wasn’t trying to sit here all night listening to him bitch and moan. “Maybe I can do something to help you feel better.”

KoKo rubbed his thigh and looked into his eyes. He looked at her pretty face and smiled then placed his hand on top of hers. Terrance took the bait. He placed his hand behind KoKo's head and planted a soft kiss on her lips. He slid his tongue in her mouth while moving his hand up her thigh. She felt so soft and tasted so good he immediately got a throbbing erection. The fact that she was so comforting and understanding made him want her more than he ever did.

Meanwhile, KoKo's skin was crawling; she wanted to throw up, but if she made one wrong move, it would spring her pussy trap.

Terrance got between her legs and started to kiss and suck on her neck and breasts. KoKo placed her hands on his chest and said, “Wait.”

“What's wrong?” Terrance asked, pausing to attend to her resistance.

“Let's go upstairs. I have something special planned. I want to make you feel real good tonight.”

Terrance stood up, took KoKo by the hand, and pulled her toward him. She rubbed his dick and said, “I'm getting ready to make him feel real good.”

“Need all the feel good I can get my hands on,” he said, following her upstairs.

When they got to the bedroom, KoKo pushed him on the bed. Terrance bounced back. KoKo climbed on top of him, unzipped his pants, and pulled his dick free. Terrance was breathing heavy and watching KoKo stroke his already hard dick. “Sssss . . . KoKo,” he called out.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to take real good care of him tonight,” she whispered as she ran her hand up and down the length of his dick playing in his pre-cum. She had to block out her thoughts so she could handle her business.

“Let me grab something so I can make this an experience you will never forget.” She climbed off the bed taking his pants and boxers with her. He lifted up and let it all happen. Pulling his shirt over his head, he lay there butt naked.

KoKo grabbed the silk scarves from the bag and returned to the bed. “Let me put you under arrest so I can talk into the mic uninterrupted. All Terrance could think was, Oh shit, she getting ready to suck my dick? Then he said it. “I thought you didn’t suck dick?”

“I don’t. But he looks like he needs some counseling. As she tightened the scarves on his wrist, he was filled with anticipation. KoKo started to kiss his neck and down his chest. Terrance was on fire. She grabbed his dick and began to stroke it to full capacity. “I think I want to ride this first.”

“It’s your show, ma. I’m just a happy participant,” Terrance moaned in pleasure.

KoKo put on a Magnum then slowly slid down on him releasing a soft moan from her lips. She figured it would definitely be a while before she would get some more dick. Why not get her shit off in the mix? KoKo rode him like a wild woman until he was in her spot. Terrance gripped the scarves and held on tight. He was in his joy. She was wet and tight as hell and all her muscles were strangling him.

“Sssss . . . Gotdamn baby . . . Ride that shit,” he bellowed, trying to pump up as she came down.

KoKo rode him until she came then she slowed down. Reaching behind her back as if she were going to open her bra she grabbed two razor blades hidden in the straps. Throwing her head back, she rode effortless situating the razors. Terrance looked at her perfect body gliding up and down on his dick and wanted to cum but couldn’t. KoKo had slipped him half a Viagra pill and his shit was on swoll. She wanted to make sure he didn’t cum right away and fuck up her getting her shit off.

Terrance closed his eyes enjoying her every move. When KoKo saw that he was totally distracted, she whipped out the blades and slit both his wrists from his palm to his elbow. Terrance jumped, trying to free himself, which only made him bleed more. Then she began to talk shit while still riding his dick.

“Remember Kayson?”

Terrance’s eyes got big as hell. Everything that had happened in his life over the last couple of weeks became clear. His boys. Star.

“Yeah him. Well, you forgot one, muthafucka.” She rode faster as she felt another one coming on.

Terrance continued to struggle as he felt himself getting dizzy followed by the urge to cum. KoKo rode faster and faster. Blood squirted everywhere. KoKo rubbed it all over her breasts as she climaxed. Terrance began cumming right after her. Just as she released the last drop, she slit his throat. His head fell back, neck open. She got up and placed the call. Within minutes, the cleanup crew was there. Everyone was shocked as hell once they got upstairs.

Aldeen asked her, “What the fuck happened in here?”

Night looked at her in confusion. She was moving like nothing happened while getting dressed. “KoKo, you all right? Why is he tied up and naked?”

KoKo looked at them nonchalantly and then said, “Live by the pussy, die by the pussy.” She buttoned her jeans. “He came and went at the same time. That muthafucka got caught in a ‘pussy trap.’ Turning and grabbing her guns, she put them in place.

“Y’all ready? Get that scumbag then torch the place. I’ll call y’all later. I have to go celebrate.” She smiled then walked to the door.

“KoKo, how the fuck could you kill a muthafucka, and then go celebrate?” Night asked.

“I’m a natural born killah.”

A few weeks had passed and KoKo was in the closet getting dressed. She had planned on going out and having some fun. After putting on her underwear and bra, she began putting on her chain and necklace that Kayson got her for a wedding present. Grabbing her diamond earrings out the jewelry box, she put one on. As she went to put the other one on, she dropped it and it rolled under the dresser. “Shit!” KoKo got on her knees and then reached her hand there in an attempt to retrieve it.

The next thing she knew a drawer flew open. “What the fuck?” She looked inside and in it were a few stacks of crisp one hundred dollar bills and a few big yellow envelopes. One envelope had her name written on it in what looked like Kayson’s mothers handwriting.

She sat back on her knees, reached for the envelope, and tore it open. Inside were a necklace and a note. Pulling the necklace out, she saw a large gold medallion engraved with the same image on the picture she took from Star’s hands. Across the bottom in diamonds read ‘Daddies Girls.’ KoKo dropped it to the floor, then slowly opened the letter and read it.

Son. Don’t let secrets ruin your life like they did mine. When the time is right, give this to KoKo and tell her everything.

Love you always,

Mom

KoKo started to breath heavy as she tried to search her mind for answers. “Why did he have this? What does his mother have to do with me and my father?” she said under her breath. She got up and called Night.

“Hello.”

“Hey. We need to make a trip.”

“Where the fuck we going? I thought we were partying tonight?”

“Dubai.”

****

KoKo stood over Monique’s bed holding out the chain with one hand while holding her gun behind her back in the other. Monique opened her eyes and saw KoKo standing there in the dark. Then she saw the chain, she told Kayson to give to her. She sat up and turned on the light.

“I see you found the chain.”

KoKo pulled out her gun from her back and let her arm rest at her side, then looked at Monique and said, “Yes, and you betta say something I like to hear or you and Kayson are going to be able to have a long ass conversation. More like eternal.”

Monique looked at her with pain in her eyes as a single tear fell. She took a deep breath and started to explain.