“Boy, bye. Me and my girl run it up. Sorry to you, Rayzor, but my girl about to get you off this table.”
“We’ll see. We don’t shit, we show numbers,” Rayzor stated.
“What’s the wager if we win?” I asked.
“Oh, you know it’s unlimited dick and pussy eating on me.”
I spit out my damn drink because he was so damn uncensored. I wasn’t sure why I expected less. Then, on top of it, his facial expression never changed. He was serious and it had the entire table quiet.
“Oh, I’m getting that anyway. We need something else.”
“What you talkin’ then?”
“I’m always shopping for the kids. I wanna ruin that bank account.” I smirked.
He went into his pocket and place a thick titanium black card in the center of it. The noise bounced against the soft music in the background. He sat so confident, cards stacked in his hands, ready for war.
“It’s your world, Pretty teeth.”
“Pretty teeth?” City laughed.
“Yeah. He’s been calling her that since Miami.”
“This nigga just be doing shit.”
“I think it’s kind of cute.” I smiled.
“And if we win. I got to fuck you however I wanna. I know you be holding back,” Rayzor’s voice dropped, causing my pussy to quiver.
“And I want the same shit too,” City told Suki. I was too stunned because that was forward.
“You can get the hell outta my face. That’s the best thing you can do,” Suki retorted, and I cackled too loud.
“Yeah, you heard me,” City smirked.
Rayzor shook his head while I made sure that my best friend was okay and comfortable from his comments.
We ran the table back-to-back before it got heated in a friendly way, but I could tell the men didn’t like losing.
Rayzor and City ran the table like they said. While City gloated, Rayzor made a joke or two. Then Suki and City had some words before Rayzor called it a night.
“Let’s get up out here, girl. You’re staying with me?” I asked her.
“That’s cool,” Suki replied.
Rayzor grabbed me by the waist. “Nah, bring yo’ ass back here. City got Suki. You staying with me.”
“We came together, we leave together.”
“Then I’ll take her home with you in the car, but you coming back here.”
“Oop, that man said what he said, girl. Rayzor, you don’t have to take me home. I’ll get there.”
“By whom?” Rayzor asked.
“City like you said. Long as his ass ain’t no murderer or rapist, he can take me to your house since my car’s there.”
“You don’t need to be driving,” Rayzor told her.
