Naughty 3: It's Juicy, No Matter How You Slice It Read online

  “I’m sure you do.”

  Mercedes snickered and twisted her long hair to squeeze the water from it. I glanced over at her nipples that were visible through her bikini top and looked down at her hairless pussy that showed through the sheer white bikini.

  “You don’t have no shame in your game, do you?” I asked.

  “No, I don’t. I love my body and take good care of it. By the looks of things, seems like you do as well.”

  A loud roaring noise sounded off. I looked at my watch; it was five minutes to twelve. That meant the ladies had to leave. Not wanting Mercedes to go anywhere just yet, I asked her to stay.

  “Are you sure? These other females might get a little upset if I stay here with you.”

  “Correction. I didn’t say stay with me. I said hang out for a while, okay?”

  Mercedes nodded and strutted away. I took a few sips from my glass of Remy and watched her tie a wrap around her waist. From a distance, she saw me checking her out, and she couldn’t do nothing but smile. I gave her a wink before returning inside.

  There was no doubt about it that my ass was in trouble tonight. There wasn’t no way possible for me to leave without fucking Mercedes and I knew it. The only thing that could save me was Scorpio being here in the flesh, and with her not knowing where I was, that was impossible.

  All of the ladies quickly left the premises to make room for the new ladies. Months ago, a few fellas and me gathered up thirty-five of the coldest female dancers there were and invited them to provide the entertainment. Each one of them cost me one thousand dollars a pop, and promised the fellas and me the best time ever.

  When they arrived, they came in five black Lincoln limousines, courtesy of Jaylin Rogers, of course. The loud sirens continued to go off, and brothas were going crazy. Stephon, being the man of the night, took a seat in the king’s chair in the middle of the floor. The sirens stopped, and when ten fellas pushed in the largest fake birthday cake I’d ever seen, the new ladies stepped out one by one.

  The fellas and me circled the room and watched. Stephon had a welcoming smile on his face, and as each one of the ladies had their way with him, he leaned his head back, screamed out loudly, and closed his eyes. Occasionally, he looked over at Shane, Ray-Ray, and me. We were all dying to be in his seat.

  The ladies tied up Stephon, lightly spanking his ass thirty-five times, with one to grow on. When the last chick rose out of the cake in mid-air, butt naked, I had seen it all. She stepped out and strutted toward Stephon as if she were the winner of America’s Next Top Model. She was a deep dark Hershey’s chocolate, wore a big Afro, and had a bone necklace tied around her neck. Her body looked as if it had been soaked in baby oil, and her backside had many spectators’ mouths wide open.

  When she reached Stephon, he slid down as if he’d melted in his chair. She winked at him, and after straddling his lap, she placed her tall, slim legs on his shoulders. She leaned backwards, and not being able to resist, Stephon dropped his face right in.

  Everybody started going wild. The DJ kicked up “Salt Shaker” and the dance floor quickly filled. Women circled Shane, Stephon, Ray-Ray, and me. I danced next to Stephon, and as we made our way down to the floor, nothing but booties shaking stared us right in our faces. All I could do was shrug my shoulders.

  “Hey, what’s a man suppose to do?” I asked Stephon.

  He licked the chick’s ass who danced in front of him, then licked his lips. “That’s what a man’s supposed to do,” he said. “You only live once, my brotha.”

  When Stephon noticed Shane leaned against the bar, talking to Mercedes, he tapped me.

  “That’s who I was talking about, bro. Look at her! She bad, ain’t she?”

  “Trust me, I know. Is this your move, though, or can I take it?”

  “I got the African princess tonight. You g’on ahead and knock yourself out.”

  “Will do.”

  I quickly wrapped up my dancing and made my way over by Shane and Mercedes.

  My forehead was sweating, so I took off my hat and laid it on top of the bar. I asked the bartender for another shot of Remy and looked over at Shane and Mercedes, who stood close by.

  “This shit is wild, ain’t it?” I said, talking to Shane.

  “Hell yeah. Y’all brothas messed me all up.” He walked closer to me and left Mercedes standing alone. “And just when I thought I was on the right track.”

  “Shit, how do you think I feel? Scorpio gon’ kill my ass tonight.”

  “Man, don’t throw away your relationship for one night up in here. You got yourself a decent woman at home.”

  “Trust me, I know what I got. I got a fucking hard-on right here and right now. That’s what I got.”

  “I suggest you go home and work that off. But if you can’t make it,” he yelled, “I truly understand.”

  Shane held his hand out and I slammed my fist against it. He told Mercedes it was nice meeting her, and went back on the dance floor with Ray-Ray and Stephon.

  Mercedes eased over next to me. “You are having yourself a good time tonight, aren’t you?” she asked.

  “I’m hoping the night will only get better.”

  “It might. But I’ll let you be the judge.”

  I rubbed my goatee and observed her. “Well, the judge has ordered you into his courtroom. Are you with it or not?”

  She smiled. “If I say no, then I’ll be arrested. I think it’s best that I follow the judge’s orders; that can only be beneficial to me.”

  I put my drink down and escorted Mercedes to the elevator. My partner who owned the place had given me a key to the lower level, just in case I needed some privacy. When we got inside the elevator, I hit the button for the ground level, and the elevator took us to an area that had an oval-shaped marble Jacuzzi with four black columns around it. Plasma TVs were on nearly every wall, and a fireplace burned in the far corner. For our drinking pleasure, a bar made out of nothing but glass was nearby, and black leather swivel chairs sat directly in front of it.

  Wasting no time, I turned on the power jets so the water could warm up and bubble. Mercedes didn’t waste any time either, and once she got in the Jacuzzi, she motioned her finger for me to come to her. The reflections from the dimmed lighting bouncing off the water made her look even sexier. The mood was set by the lit fragrance candles and soft jazz that echoed in the background.

  I took off my clothes and rested my head on a contoured headrest once I got inside of the Jacuzzi. Mercedes made her way over to me, and when she straddle my lap, my hands couldn’t wait to grip her ass cheeks. I massaged her hairless soft pussy and removed her string bikini so I could rotate my fingers inside of her. Getting much pleasure from my touch, she took off her top and exposed her suck-me-right-now hard nipples. I covered her breast with my mouth and she was on fire.

  “Put it in me, Jaylin,” she ordered. “Show me what all the fuss is about.”

  I intended to do just that, but for some reason, my dick wasn’t cooperating. It was somewhat limp. Mercedes worked it in her hands to help it grow. I didn’t know what was up. This was the first time some shit like this had happened to me, maybe because I was feeling guilty about playing the shit out of Scorpio. She had been on my mind all night, and to my surprise, so had Nokea.

  I tried to wash the thoughts of them from my mind, and turned Mercedes so that her back faced me. I just knew that hitting it from her firm backside would arouse me, but I still couldn’t get with it. She seemed frustrated with me and suggested giving me some head. No woman could bring me to an eruption like Scorpio could, so I decided to wrap it up.

  “We gon’ have to try this another time, all right?” I said.

  Her face showed frustration. “Why? Just sit back and let me do what I do best.”

  “Not tonight,” I said, already getting out of the water. I dried myself and slid back into my pants. Mercedes had a blank and almost embarrassed look on her face as she got out and leaned against the bar next to me.

/>   I grabbed a napkin and a pen from behind the bar. “Write down your number for me,” I said.

  “Why? So I can get dissed again?” she said, rubbing my bare chest. She tried to excite me by kissing my lips and wetting my nipple with her tongue. Still, I wasn’t feeling her. I took a few steps back and looked into her beautiful, seductive eyes.

  “This ain’t happening tonight. Again, would you write down your number so I can call you some other time?”

  She snatched up the pen and scribbled her number on the napkin. I apologized for not being able to perform, but was given no response. We left and went back upstairs.

  I looked around, unable to find anyone. Stephon, Shane, and Ray-Ray were missing in action. When I asked around, nobody seemed to know anything. I glanced at my watch and saw it was already three-thirty in the morning, so I decided to call it a night. Mercedes asked if I would take her home, and feeling as if it was the least I could do, I agreed.

  As we walked to my car, I saw Shane and some chick leaned up against it. I was worried about dents being put in my car, so I yelled his name.

  “What’s up?” he said.

  “Back off the ride, man. There are plenty of bedrooms inside.”

  He laughed and held the chick around her waist. I tossed him the keys to the elevator inside. “Take the elevator to the lower level and have yourself a wonderful time.”

  “Thanks,” he said, catching the keys, making his way back toward the house.

  Mercedes lived close by, so dropping her off was no problem at all. She invited me in, but I declined and promised her that I would call her soon.

  I pulled in the driveway at five past four in the morning. I found myself keeping up with the time more than ever, trying to make it home early so Scorpio wouldn’t trip. I hurried to my bedroom.

  I was horny as hell after seeing her naked in bed. I took off my clothes and slid in close behind her. She slightly turned her head, and when I saw the puffiness in her eyes, I wondered if she’d been crying or had been sleeping.

  “Do you know how much I love you?” I whispered in her ear.

  “Yes.”

  “Then why are you upset with me?”

  “I’m not. I just don’t want to lose you.”

  “Baby, you aren’t going to lose me, so stop saying that.” I eased on top of her and kissed her entire face to make her smile. She reached up and massaged her fingers through the curls in my hair.

  “I love you, Mrs. Rogers. When are you going to proudly wear your ring and represent your name?”

  “Hopefully soon.”

  We kissed and did what we do best—made love. If anything, tonight proved to me that Scorpio would be hard to replace. Many would disagree, but in a situation like I was in tonight, Mercedes’ sexiness was not enough to keep me from coming home to my woman. The only other woman who could loosen Scorpio’s grip on me was Nokea. I still had much love for her, but my feelings had to be put on the back burner. I wanted, needed for things to work out between me and Scorpio, for the sake of our child. Yes, it was four o’clock in the morning, but I was here. And for me, that was a miracle!

  10

  NOKEA

  I was quite surprised I hadn’t heard from Jaylin, especially after what happened between us the other morning. Normally, he’d call just to say hello, but I guess he was trying to keep his distance, as was I.

  After Jaylin left that morning, I couldn’t even look at Collins. I was so ashamed of myself for cheating on him, and more than anything, how wrong of me to do so. Just when I thought all of this was behind me, there I was thinking about Jaylin again. When I took Collins to the airport, I almost had an accident because my mind couldn’t stay focused. If it weren’t for Collins reaching over and grabbing the steering wheel so I could avoid this truck clear as day in front of me, we’d all be messed up.

  He could tell something was on my mind, and when he got to Detroit, he called and tried to get it out of me. I would have been a fool to tell him how I really felt, especially after how far we’d come in our relationship. Truth was, Jaylin still had a huge part of my heart; that I was so unwilling to admit.

  And then, for me to sleep with a man who was engaged to someone else, I really knew better. Jaylin or not, I was wrong. Scorpio had been going through some things, and being in her shoes before, I couldn’t understand how easy it was for me to let sex between us happen. As usual, he played with my emotions. He knew exactly what to say and what to do to get me where he wanted me. I was sure he left here on cloud nine that day, feeling good about sleeping with a man like Collins’ woman.

  I was nowhere near oblivious to the situation and knew I had a soft spot for him. Stupid, I guess, but we shared so darn much in the past that it was hard to let go. So, did I believe when he said he missed me? Yes. Did I believe he still loved me? Yes. And those were just a few reasons why I had a difficult time letting him go.

  Pat was on her way over for dinner, since LJ was with Mama and Daddy for the weekend. He spent so much time at Jaylin’s house, my parents had barely gotten a chance to see their own grandson. Daddy was hurt, too, and had threatened on occasion to go by Jaylin’s house to take LJ. When I told Jaylin that Daddy was on his way to get LJ, he angrily told me that no man would take his son away without a fight. In so many words, he said if Daddy even tried, he would have to disrespect him. I called Daddy that day and begged him not to go over there. Then, in an effort to keep the peace, I promised my parents that LJ would spend every first weekend of the month with them. Jaylin wasn’t too thrilled about it, but he had to learn how to share.

  I waited for Pat to show, and since dinner was already finished, I called Jaylin’s house to see what he was up to. Collins wasn’t coming back until tomorrow morning, so I wanted to talk to Jaylin before then.

  When he answered the phone, I thought he was screwing, but he told me he was just waking up.

  “It’s almost four o’clock in the afternoon and you’re just now getting up?”

  “Shit, I’m tired. And I got a slight hangover.”

  “You’ve been drinking a lot lately. Did you go out last night?”

  “You know Stephon’s birthday was yesterday. You didn’t get a chance to call and wish him a happy birthday?”

  “I forgot. Kind of had a lot of other things on my mind.”

  “I guess I don’t have to ask what, do I?”

  “I haven’t been thinking about you, so don’t flatter yourself.”

  “Then I guess that’s why you called, huh?”

  “I called to tell you that your son is with his grandparents today. He won’t be back until Monday, so don’t be whining ’cause you haven’t seen him.”

  “I should go over there and take him from your punk-ass daddy. Your moms is cool, Nokea, but I don’t like his ass.”

  “Hey, watch it. If you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say it at all.”

  “Okay, then I won’t. But, uh, is your man back yet?”

  I hesitated before anwering, knowing what was coming next. “He . . . he’ll be back tomorrow. Why?”

  “Because I thought you might want some company later on.”

  “No, thank you. I’m spending the evening with Pat.”

  “How boring. I thought you might want a little excitement in your life tonight.”

  “I already got plenty. Besides, haven’t you and Scorpio made up yet?”

  “Don’t we always? And if you must know, my shit with Scorpio is tight. Ain’t nobody slipping through the cracks of our relationship but you.”

  It was good to know that, but . . .

  “You’re starting to talk a bunch of crap now, so let me get off this phone. You know darn well there are a whole lot of women slipping through the cracks, so don’t make me feel privileged.”

  “Seriously, no it ain’t. Y’all women need to stop thinking like that. I am faithful to my woman, and have been for a very long time. I would have remained faithful if you hadn’t slipped through the crack a
nd put something on my mind that I’m having a hard time forgetting.”

  “Okay, now, blame it on me, right? You couldn’t be too faithful if you have a baby on the way with Daisha. You’re talking like you’re in denial.”

  “Well, that thing with me and Daisha didn’t work out,” he said, lowering his voice. He paused for a moment, as if he really didn’t want to talk about it. “The . . . the, uh, baby was born prematurely and didn’t make it.”

  I knew how much love Jaylin had for all of his children, and just from listening to his voice I could tell that losing a child had taken a toll on him. “Oh, I didn’t know Daisha was having difficulties with her pregnancy. I’m sorry to hear that. Why didn’t you call to tell me?”

  “You know me better than anybody, Nokea. I was hurt and really didn’t want to talk about it.”

  “But you know you can always talk to me, don’t you?”

  “I know, and I appreciate more than anything what we have. It hurts me, though, that I have never seen any of my children come into this world. I feel as if I’ve missed out on something. But, of course, you wouldn’t understand.”

  “I do understand, more than you know; and I regret not telling you LJ was your child from the beginning. It was the biggest mistake of my life, so please don’t make me feel guilty all over again. Hopefully you’ll have your moment with Scorpio, and whatever you seem to be missing out on, maybe you’ll find it.”

  “I hope so.”

  My voice softend, but I wasn’t about to go there with Jaylin again. “I gotta go. Pat’s here, so I’ll call you later.”

  “Tell her I said hello.”

  “I sure will.”

  Jaylin and I hung up, and just that fast, our conversation changed my whole mood. He still seemed bitter about LJ, but there wasn’t anything I could do to change what happened in the past. More than anything, I hoped he wasn’t still holding a grudge about my mistakes and past plans to marry Stephon. I was sure that he had forgiven me, and it was good to know that he’d been thinking about our encounter the other morning as much as I was.

  Pat came in with the usual: a bottle of wine and two movies for us to watch. Neither one starred Denzel Washington, so I tossed them on the couch.