TYCE (28 page)

“You're welcome, but, you know how I like to be thanked.” She said slyly as she opened her legs slightly.

I took the hint she was throwing at me without hesitation. I grabbed her glass of iced tea and took a drink letting a big piece of ice fall into my mouth. I got on my knees and buried my head between her bronze thighs. I put my mouth directly on her moist clit and began tracing small S’s with the tip of my cold tongue. Angelique always kept her pussy waxed so there was nothing to protect her from the hot and cold sensations she was feeling from my mouth. I kept the ice tucked in my cheek while I licked and sucked her pussy perfectly. Her legs were now wide open allowing me full access and her back was arching off the lawn chair as she moved her hips slowly to match my rhythm. Angelique was rubbing the back of my head like a crystal ball and moaning softly.

“You're gonna ma make me cum baby.” She shuddered breathlessly. “Oooooo baby lick that shit…yeahhh yessss…lick my p pussy.” She said biting her bottom lip.

Angelique’s body tensed up and she held her breath like she was going under water. She locked my head in place with her thighs while she rolled her pussy on my tongue real fast. She finally came

up for a breath of air after she was finished cuming. I kissed her clit softly and took a much needed breath myself. I leaned over and looked at her face; there were tiny beads of sweat on her

forehead as she smiled up at me.

“I needed that baby.” She rose up from the chair and licked my lips; tasting her own juices, “Are you big enough to ride this ride?”

She turned around and got into the doggie style position with her knees resting on the chair, “Get it while it’s hot!” She winked.

I pulled my pants down not bothering to get undressed and dove into her wet pussy. We fit together like a puzzle piece, Angelique’s insides felt incredible. I pumped her pussy hard but I was careful not to hurt her. When we both felt the internal explosions of mind numbing orgasms we tumbled over the lawn chair landing on top of each other and busted out laughing.

Now We Up In The Big Leagues

    
The bank job was coming up fast. Omar needed to get a plan together quickly if he wanted to make good on his agreement with Biz. He knew Tyce didn’t suspect anything, especially not from him so the element of surprise was on his side. Tyce had shocked him when he had the S500 delivered to his house out the blue, that shit was tight. He almost felt bad that he was about to murder his ass-but not that bad. Tasha was on a money high these days with all the loot Omar was bringing in; which she was spending like crazy. She bought tons of new clothes, piles of shoes, and a candy red “
Corvette
” convertible. Omar was also shocked to see a chef cooking dinner in his kitchen one night. Tasha had hired the West Indian man to prepare dinner for them Monday thru Friday; she chose to let Omar take her out to eat on the weekends. Tasha was behaving like a lady during the day and a straight freak a night. She was doing everything to keep Omar focused on making that money and eliminating Tyce from their lives. Nothing was hidden from Tasha, she knew
everything
. She asked the right questions at the right times to get the true answers. All she had to do was let Omar sniff the pussy and he would sing like a bird. She mastered how to use her pussy power to get the information she wanted and Omar was an easy victim. Nowadays she was rolling his truck
and
her new convertible; since Omar couldn’t eject his ass out the new Benz dumb ass Tyce had given him. Tasha didn’t mind though, she’d be twisting that shit all around Oakland soon enough; she was looking forward to her new wealthy life up north, fuck these low budget ass niggas down here…she was on her way up!

Ding Dong

    
Simone answered the door in her pink silk bathrobe expecting to see Biz but she was shocked to see a blast from her past standing in the doorway. Simone’s eyes widened as she took a little step back. She didn’t say a word and just stared at her ex-boyfriend astonishingly.

“Hola Simone…are yu going tu stare at me or invite me en?”

“Diego…I ahhhh wasn’t expecting you…what are you doing here?”

“I
jus’ stoppt by tu check en on yu…I missed yu.”
Diego said with a sexy Spanish accent.

Diego didn’t wait for an invitation he casually slid by Simone and walked in like he owned the place…well technically, this was the house he’d bought for her two years ago but that was the past. Simone suddenly became worried about where she’d put her cell phone. Her mind was shifting into survivor mode; she didn’t know whether to run out the door or just play it cool. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind that Diego was there for a reason…but she couldn’t appear to be bothered or frightened so she just decided to feel him out a bit.

“What brings you here? I haven’t seen you for about...two years?”

Simone strolled toward the couch Diego was sitting on comfortably and stood with her arms folded across her chest. Her hair was still damp from the shower and she was naked underneath her knee-high robe. Diego didn’t answer; choosing to take in the beauty of his ex-girlfriend instead. Simone noticed he was still as handsome as she remembered but she also remembered how cruel he could be. The memory of the day he threw her out the house after she caught him fucking a girl half his age was still fresh in her mind.

Diego cut right to the chase, “
Simone did yu tella man named Tyce
where my money an my product was located?”
He maintained his cold stare at her.

“What? What the fuck are you talkin’ about! She snapped.

“I will ask yu one las time…ded yu tella man named Tyce Adkins
where my money an my product where hidden?”
Diego remained calm. His jet-black hair matched his eyes as he continued to look directly at Simone.

Simone stood her ground, “No Diego, I didn’t

and really I don’t know what you’re even talkin’ about! Get the fuck out! I don’t even know a nigga named Tyce, where the fuck is this comin’ from…did you get robbed or somethin’?”

Diego stood up and buttoned his suit jacket. He wasn’t much taller than Simone but he was in great shape for a 40 something man. He walked slowly up to her and grabbed her face gently with both his hands,

“I love
yu Simone…an I’m sorry fur hurting yu.”

After he said that, he walked out the front door. Simone stood on her porch and watched him get into the back of a black SUV; she couldn’t see who was driving because it was dark out. She relaxed when the truck sped off down the street disappearing into the night. “What the fuck was up?” She thought to herself as she closed her robe tighter. How did he know it was her? She knew Tyce didn’t snitch her out…that would be suicide for him, but who the fuck was talking. Simone quickly dressed and decided to go over to Biz’s house to see if he’d heard anything. Ten minutes later Simone walked out her home and jumped into her car; she sent Biz a text message earlier to let him know she was on her way. She took one last look out of her window; checking for any signs of Diego in the neighborhood. She gave a little sigh of relief when she saw no signs of her ex; she then started her car. An old man was watering his grass two houses over when he saw the explosion that brightened the dark night. He shielded his eyes from the blast as Simone’s car was sitting in her driveway engulfed in flames. The car exploded again as the gas tank ignited, lifting it several feet off the ground. Simone never had a chance…the explosion killed her instantly. Her body continued to cook as her car transformed into a huge barbeque grill. Minutes later fire trucks were heard sounding off in the distance but it was useless…they could do nothing to save her, Simone was dead and gone.

I’m Feelin' You

    
I was on my way to the “
Four Seasons”
hotel to meet a friend but I decided to make a quick stop at Dallas’s house. I made it a point to know where each member of my squad lived, the only one I had to ask was Dallas. I didn’t call to tell her I was coming over, I just decided to pop up and try my luck. I walked up to the steps leading to her door and found her taking out her trash.

“Damn Tyce, you jus’ popped up on a sista, I coulda’ had my nigga up in here or somethin’.” She joked as she tied her trash bag up.

“Shit, stop playin’ girl. How you doin’ tho?” I asked taking the bag from her.

“I’m ok, jus’ layin' low like you said; gettin’  ready for that last job. I’m surprised to see you here…but I’m happy you came.” Dallas smiled widely as she walked down the steps toward the dumpsters.

They walked together to the trashcans talking casually along the way. Dallas wore some flip-flops, denim shorts, and a “
Dallas
Cowboy’s
” T-shirt. She looked casually fine as always with her hair in a ponytail. Dallas took a chance and reached out to grab Tyce’s hand as they walked back across the parking lot toward her home, to her surprise, he didn’t pull back; he just let it happen and held her hand back.

      “You lookin’ real good tonight girl.”

“Thanks, but I jus’ got my house cleanin’ clothes on.” She said looking down at her outfit.

“Shit, when a woman is chilling at the house that’s when she looks the best.” I schooled.

Dallas blushed a little as she let the compliment go straight to her head. Once they reached the steps, Dallas stood on the bottom step to be eye to eye with Tyce. This time Dallas didn’t have to make the first move, I seized the moment, and since I was craving her something bad…I decided to have her lips as a snack. This kiss was definitely mutual, as we finally parted lips, Dallas asked,        

“Do you have some where to be?”

“Yeah I do…I gotta meet someone in a few minutes.” I said reluctantly.

“Oh.” Dallas said with a forced smile.

“But, I could swing back by later.” I offered.

Dallas grinned, “What’s your favorite color baby?”

“Black.” I said leaning in closer smelling her sexy scent.

Dallas traced her fingertip down the middle of my chest, “Well I’ll put your favorite color on, but…it won’t be much to look at.” She winked walking back up the steps and giving me a little preview of tonight’s main attraction. I shook my head as I walked back to my ride and headed to the “
Four
Seasons”
hotel…I had to put my dick on the bench for a while, it wasn’t time to put him in the game yet, but I was definitely coming back later on.

I was fucking up big time and I knew it, but I couldn’t help it. I was feeling two women at the same time; the trip thing was that each woman was different and that’s what I loved about them. I was breaking my own rules and I knew that shit was a no no.