Pussy Trap 4: The Shadow Of Death Part 8

"d.a.m.n, what the f.u.c.k! Did you put soda in it?" he asked, looking at his watch. "It's one o'clock in the afternoon. Yo a.s.s be in here getting f.u.c.ked up!" he looked at the gla.s.s then sat it down.

"What...you can't hang?" Goldie said, perching her lips to the side.

"Sheeiit...I was doing this when you were in an A cup," he responded, taking the drink to his lips and downing the rest.

Goldie watched him take the hot liquid to the head and place it down. Her eyes roamed over his body. He was defined in all the right places and from what she could tell, he was hung like a pony and his swag said he knew how to use every inch of it. She was caught up in the middle of her fantasy when her better judgment kicked in. He was Night's friend and even more than that, he was a friend to her and that was a line she did not want to cross. Her mind and her p.u.s.s.y were in a strong argument when she heard a loud voice in her head say, b.i.t.c.h you better not. Goldie shook her head and then stood up.

"Let me go get dressed real quick. Do you need anything else?'

"Nah, I'm good," he looked up and saw the fat print in her booty shorts staring back at him.

"I'll be back."

"A'ight," he sat back and rested his arms on the pillows.

When Goldie turned to walk out the room, his eyes settled on her a.s.s and his d.i.c.k pulsated against his zipper. He grabbed his little friend, "Be cool," he mumbled, causing Goldie to turn back around and catch him with a handful of that steel.

Goldie turned back toward the room and kept it moving. But on the inside, she died a thousand deaths. When she got to her room, she closed the door and sat on the bed. She looked over at a picture of her and Night in Vegas and a few tears welled up in her eyes. Goldie covered her face and tried to shake off the feelings that had taken control of her mind.

"Baby, I miss you," she said out loud as she lost the fight with the water that forced its way from her eyes. "I will always cherish what we had and I will not violate it," she picked up the picture and held it to her lips. She gripped it tight to her chest and took a deep breath. Goldie placed the frame back on the desk and headed to shower and got dressed.

Baseem put his head back on the couch and reflected on the feelings that appeared every time he was in Goldie's presence. His loyalty to his boy was ironclad; yet his feelings for the woman he left behind could not be denied. He was at war with his l.u.s.t and his love; and on top of that, he had a special place in his heart for Night's son. Baseem played with the ideas that had taken over his thoughts and when he opened his eyes, Jarod was staring at him with a little smile.

"What's up, little man?" Baseem got up from the couch and moved to the swing.

Once Baseem had him in his arms, Jarod put his head on his shoulder and grabbed his shirt tight. Baseem's heart felt warm and he was honored that he could be here for his boy's son. He took a seat on the couch and began his ritual of bouncing him and making crazy faces to make him laugh.

Goldie emerged from the back fully dressed in all white. Her jeans hugged every curve and her shirt sat at the top of her hips, accentuating her tiny waist and curves. Goldie sat the small overnight bag for the baby and her purse next to the door as her heart, too, became heavy watching Baseem with her son. Goldie again got choked up. She smiled to push back the emotion.

"You ready?" she asked, walking over to take the baby out of Baseem's arms.

"Yeah, I'm ready," Baseem stood up and straightened his shirt.

Baseem stood close to Goldie and a little heat rose between them.

Goldie moved from his side toward the door. She needed to put some much needed s.p.a.ce between them. Baseem picked up the bags and followed close behind her. As he looked over her shoulder at little man, he decided he was going to keep the relationship the way it was. He knew that the p.u.s.s.y would be worth it, but the trust would be compromised and the one thing he didn't want was to cause her any more pain. Baseem tucked his feelings, deciding to be a friend and continue to help as much as he could.

Goldie had a similar struggle; however, the fact that she had not had s.e.x since the day before Night was killed was clouding her vision. The ride over to KoKo's was quiet, but in those moments of silence, they both vowed to never cross the line.

Breonni exited the bathroom fully dressed and ready to give Magic the distraction he needed to drop his guard. She took a deep breath, grabbed her shades and then headed back to the upper deck. When she got closer to where Magic was sitting, she got a tingle between her thighs as she eyed his glistening eight pack. She tipped her shades and let her eyes dance over his frame. When she caught a glimpse of that print, her stomach buckled. She shook her head and moved over to where he sat.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," Bre said, rubbing her hand along the muscles in his back.

"You are well worth the wait," Magic eyed her s.e.xy brown curves as she took her seat.

"What's on the menu?" she asked, taking the napkin from the table and placing it on her lap.

"I got the chef hooking us up something real official. You eat seafood?"

"Yes, I love it," she perked up thinking about the possibilities.

"Let me find out you do tricks for fish like Shamu," Magic joked.

"h.e.l.l yeah, but that n.i.g.g.a has nothing on me. I'm about to f.u.c.k something up, land..." she looked at his d.i.c.k. "...and sea," she said, biting into her bottom lip.

"Come sit on my lap," he directed.

Breonni got ready to accommodate him until she looked up and saw the chef coming with a platter.

"Oh, that is going to have to wait," she sat forward rubbing her hands together.

"d.a.m.n, it's like that?"

"Yup, get ya life. I have work to do."

Magic laughed at her doing a little dance in her seat as the food arrived.

The chef placed a tender piece of steak fresh off the grill onto her plate, and then he placed grilled clams in garlic b.u.t.ter and Cajun lobster tail right next to it. Next he dressed Magic's plate with the same and poured them both a tall gla.s.s of white wine. Once he stepped away from the table, they dug in.

Magic laughed as Breonni chowed down and spit s.e.xy one-liners at him. He smiled as the ends of her lips turned up and the gleam in her eye sparkled when the flavors touched her tongue. b.u.t.ter and seasonings were all over her hands and she didn't give a d.a.m.n. She dipped her seafood and put big pieces of steak into her mouth paying him no mind. Baseem had brought several women out to his little getaway, but she was different. Breonni was unfazed by his money or his aim to impress her; she had a chill b.u.t.ton he wanted to stroke all night long.

When they were done, Breonni went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. She then leaned against the sink and just stared at herself in the mirror. Slight regret seeped into her soul and she thought about what she had traded in for this new life that was far from glamorous. She tugged at her bathing suit and tightened her wrap at her waist, then she returned and sat back looking at Magic with a hazy glimmer in her eyes.

"Wooow...a b.i.t.c.h need a nap."

"Can I put you to sleep?" he asked.

"I know you don't think that I'ma give you some p.u.s.s.y cause you gave a b.i.t.c.h lobster and steak," Breonni asked with her head tilted to the side.

"Obviously you didn't do your homework before you came all the way out here," he responded.

Breonni paused. "And you must have not done your homework either before you drug me all the way out here."

Magic chuckled then stood up. "Come with me. You got too much air in your lungs; I need to take some of that."

Breonni stood up and gave him a raised brow.

"Don't worry I got you," he said, taking her by the hand.

Magic lead her to the Jacuzzi and hit the jet causing the bubbles to percolate. He stepped inside then put his hand out to help her in.

Breonni dropped her wrap and stepped in to the warm water. "It is so beautiful out here," she said as she looked out at the clear blue water and tall trees in the distance.

"Yeah, I love the water. I try to come out here every chance I get," Magic said looking in the direction of her gaze.

"So you're a concrete teddy bear," she teased.

"All n.i.g.g.as can be soft when they need to be. You just have to know when to be soft and when to be rock hard," he put his hand down and gripped his d.i.c.k.

Breonni put her arms out along the edge and waved her feet in the water as she stared at him intensely. "So, what are your plans for Miss Bre?"

Magic stared back as he responded. "I am very curious about you. You have me very intrigued. I want to hold onto you for a while."

"Hold onto me for a while? What am I...lose change?" she put her hand out to the side.

Magic smiled. "Nah, nothing like that. But that's the s.h.i.t that keeps a n.i.g.g.a interested."

"I guess so. On the real...I'm just me. I like what I like and do what and who I feel. Life is too short for regret or to miss great opportunities when they are staring you in the face."

"I feel that. Can you let me have an opportunity to be something you won't regret?"

"Maybe," Breonni flirted, lowering her eyes.

"I think I can convince you with this magic," he again stroked his steel.

"p.u.s.s.y ain't pancakes, n.i.g.g.a; you can't just flip it and get it sticky and a b.i.t.c.h gonna fold."

"I don't want to flip it. I just want to taste it," he moved closer to her placing himself between her legs.

Breonni held eye contact with him as he cuffed her legs under his arms.

The pa.s.sion in his eyes caused flutters in her stomach as Magic pulled her p.u.s.s.y up to his face and nibbled along the top of her bathing suit. He inhaled her scent then tugged at her bikini bottoms with his teeth until he exposed her c.l.i.t. Magic caressed her pearl between his lips then ran his tongue gently back and forth until her breathing slightly increased.

Breonni squirmed in his arms as he slowly pleasured her c.l.i.t. Magic moaned lightly as her c.l.i.t hardened against his slippery tongue. Breonni gripped the edge of the tub as Magic slithered his tongue along her lips. She bit into her bottom lip as the length of his tongue slipped inside her; pleasuring her depth.

"Ssss..." she moaned as the feelings of pleasure increased as he worked his magic.

Breonni's eyes rotated open and closed as she felt her energy rising. She leaned her head back and rotated her hips against his face. Magic looked up at her perky breast as they bounced. She moved gracefully in his mouth and his d.i.c.k rocked to capacity. He placed her legs over his shoulders and stroked his heat. Eagerly he moved his tongue back to her c.l.i.t and lapped at her juices as her moans caressed his eardrum. Breonni moved back a little as she felt the intensity of his power take over her body.

"c.u.m for me," he whispered then put his full attention on her throbbing peal.

"Okay," she moaned, opening her eyes and positioning one hand on his head to hold him in place.

Magic caressed her c.l.i.t between his lips and tongue and gave her gentle, then firm, sucks until he felt her body make its first jerk. She glanced up and saw the chef peering down on them as she rode Magic's face. She held eye contact with him as she felt her juices begin to flow against Magic's lips.

"Ahhh..." she cried out as the heat took over her movements causing her p.u.s.s.y to jump and contract.

Magic stroked his d.i.c.k and sucked her c.l.i.t until they both hit the edge of no return. Bre released his head and held the tub tightly then gushed all over his lips and chin. Magic gave himself a few more firm strokes and released just as he rubbed his lips, nose and chin in her sweet nectar.

"s.h.i.t," he moaned as both their bodies quaked with pleasure.

Breonni held the gaze with the strange man in the window until he moved from her sight, then she looked down at Magic's glistening face and the hunger in his eyes.

"I need to feel you baby," he said as he stood up towering over her.

"Let me go get right," Breonni said, reaching down and pulling up her bikini bottoms.

"Let me holla at the staff then I'll meet you inside," he said as he helped her to her feet.

Breonni disappeared inside and Magic moved to the captain's quarters to pa.s.s out instructions. When Breonni got to her room, she closed the door, grabbed her cell and moved to the bathroom. She quickly turned it on to check for any messages or instructions and as soon as it powered up it began to ring. When she saw Unknown pop on the screen, her heart started to pound.

"h.e.l.lo," she said into the phone as she moved to lock the bathroom door.

"Hey, li'l mama," the voice rang out like music to her ears.

"Hey, baby," she said with a huge smile on her face.

"You okay? I miss the s.h.i.t outta you," he said as he moved around his cell.

"Yes, Long. I'm fine. I miss you too."

"Can I see you soon?" he asked with a heavy heart.

"I'm not sure. I'm outta town. But when I get back, I will try. You know the situation."

"Yes, I do and I live with my choice every day."

"It's all good, no regrets; right?" Breonni said in an attempt to lift his mood.

"I love you."

"I love you too," she said, closing her eyes and allowing his words to touch her soul.

Just as she started to say her goodbyes, she heard the door to the room open.

"Baby, you ready?" Magic asked, knocking lightly on the bathroom door.

"Yes, here I come," Breonni answered.

"I gotta go," she said and tried to disconnect the call, but the damage was already done.

"I bet you do. I'll catch up with you," Long hung up not waiting for a response. He sat on the bottom bunk and tossed his cell phone to the side. He needed his team to hurry up and move s.h.i.t around he had to get back on the streets.

Breonni looked down at her phone and then turned it off. Her chest felt tight as she moved to open the door. Quickly, she tucked her feelings and focused on the mission at hand. When she opened the door, Magic was standing there completely naked with his long, thick, steel in the palm of his hand. Breonni tossed her phone on the dresser then took Magic by the back of his head and kissed him deep. She was ready to f.u.c.k her pain away.

"Nah, ma...I gotta take this s.h.i.t slow. I need you to feel all this power inch by inch," he reached in and gently removed her top, then he placed his mouth over her nipple and sucked softly.

Breonni fought back the tears as Magic walked her to the bed while setting her body on fire. She wanted him to hurry. She wanted him to f.u.c.k away her shame, but he had a different menu in mind. Magic held his breath as he slid into her tightness. He stroked slow and sucked her nipples gently as her fingers pressed against his spine. He pushed all the way in and pulled back easy. Breonni's legs shook each time he hit the bottom and eased back.

"I'm about to make you mine," he whispered as his tongue caused her nipples to tingle with excitement.

With every pleasurable stroke of Magic's d.i.c.k, her heart broke at the pain she caused Long. Tears escaped her eyes as thoughts of Long filled her mind. Breonni pulled Magic close and fantasized about the next time she would be able to feel her one and only love as she threw her p.u.s.s.y to Magic as if it was his; while filling the room with pa.s.sionate groans. Magic clutched the sheets in his fist and bit into her neck; stroking her tight p.u.s.s.y from every angle. Breonni gave him everything he needed; and he gave her the same. She allowed her body to react and release at his command while focusing on the hour that she would be able take his life.

Goldie entered the back of the country club and eased past the wait staff in her black and white uniform. She grabbed an ap.r.o.n and small order tablet then headed toward the dining area. She moved around the open, airy room from one table to the next trying to get close to where Rock would be sitting. As she arranged a few sets of napkins and silverware, she saw Rock entering the double gla.s.s doors across the room. Goldie slowly turned her back and moved to a table a little further away, setting it and watching his every move.