I sucked my teeth, then rolled my eyes. I turned the music backup and sat back. I gazed out the window, ignoring him. How was I dating the prince of the Zoo yet knew nothing about what the Zoo women experienced? It made me feel like I was the only one on the outside of the Zoo family, and if that was the case, what was the point of me being around? With each passing day, even though he told me he loved me, I wondered whether Dio and I would survive, especially when school started.
DIO
PRESS PLAY
The moment Paige drove off to solidify her place as a Zoo Baby, I turned to try to catch up with Samara. However, when Chev’s door closed behind her, I knew she was upset. Although she didn’t know about the OLS, she knew something was happening.It wasn’t that I didn’t want to give her an Orange Light Special; I just wanted to do it right. Timing was everything for me. Chevy had always instilled the importance of timing and patience in me and urged me to make sure decisions were made for the right reasons.
Instead of hounding Mars, I let her be. I jogged back to Zu’s and went upstairs to my room. I sat at the end of the bed, watching from my balcony’s window as a sad Samara moved around in her room. I didn’t know what to do because the thought of losing her over an OLS would tear a nigga apart. All the memories of how she and I met started coming back—from the time I set foot in New York to the time I had to save her while she tried to pickpocket Esteban.
She rocked with me even though I was with someone else. Samara felt like she had gone unnoticed even though I noticed her. I would never have imagined her as the person I would confide in. I shared my deepest,darkest secrets with her, secrets my brother still didn’t know to this day. She held me during a manic moment. She waited for a nigga who was literally in the realm of death. We share a fucking birthday, and with all that, the one thing she wanted, I wasn’t ready to give.
I fought with myself as I pulled my eyes away from her. I lay back on the bed, thinking about how shit was going to be when we headed back to Covana. Shit, we lived together, and a silent house was one I didn’t know if I could handle. We were about to start our spring semester as freshmen, and I just needed her to hang on a little while longer.
I tried removing the negative thoughts as my tongue flicked all over Mars’ clit. Her body squirmed in the bed as my mouth devoured her. The way her pussy melted in my mouth turned me on more. She was the first and last girl I would ever do this for. Samara made me want to explore things I never had with her. She was by far more experienced than me in the bedroom, but each time she and I shared a night of lovemaking, a nigga tried his hardest to keep the spice at a level that satisfied her. I knew this wasn’t the resolution to our problems but a band-aid that would have to do for now.
I felt her hand land on the top of my head, guiding me. “Mm, baby,” she moaned sweetly.
My hand eased up her naked body to her nipple and tugged at it. She left one hand on my head while the other cupped my hand on her breast. She held onto it as if this would be the last time we did something like this. I smeared my face between her legs as I silently pled with her to never forget that she was the one for me. Samara’s legs trembled as her clit thumped in my mouth.
“Cum for me, Mars. Cum for a God,” I moaned with her pussy still in my mouth.
I could feel her stomach rapidly moving in and out. “Yes! Oh my—yes!” she moaned loudly.
I pecked at her pussy lips before moving slowly up her stomach. Ikissed every single light spot on her stomach. I loved her vitiligo; it was like an added feature that made her even more special. When I reached her lips, I kissed her softly as I pried her legs further apart. I entered Mars’ sweet center. I shook my head because every fucking time I came to the space, it was like a touch of heaven. My body rolled slowly. I wanted to take my time tonight because I had some shit to tell her, and I wasn’t sure what the outcome would be. I wanted to savor every single moment.
“The princess to this prince,” I moaned as my hips rolled upward.
Samara gripped my ass, pulling my dick deeper inside her. “Mm, fuck Mars.”
I stared deep into her eyes because I wanted her to suck up all this love I was pouring into her. “Black Queen, my forever partner. I fucking love you,” I told her.
“Mm. The God, the man of my heart. I love you way fucking more,” she moaned.
I nodded my head. “That’s right. We pour into each other. You’re going to be a nigga’s wife, I swear.”
She may have thought I was just talking in the moment, but I meant that shit. I was a very black-and-white type of nigga. If I said something, I stood on that shit. I just needed more time. I needed to show her that this college life meant a lot to me. This would determine our future. I wanted to give her a life beyond the Zoo. I wanted to show her that a nigga could be more than some hood nigga she met back in New York. I wanted to show her I was truly a God.
Samara and I made love until we both came. We showered and got back in bed. There weren’t too many words afterward because she had fallen asleep, unlike me. I couldn’t sleep as I just watched her.
I knew she was still upset and wanted to talk about that whole Paige and Beans shit, but I couldn’t do it. It was code, and as loyal as I was to her, I was still loyal to the Zoo.
PHOEBE
PRESS PLAY
“That’s what we’re doing now?” Syior asked as he parked at the bottom of the hill leading to my parents’ home.
I ignored him as I tried to get out of the car. He gripped the front of my shirt and pulled me closer to him. “Stop fucking playing with me, Phoebe.”
My tongue ran across my lips as I smirked. “Please. You know the rules. Now let me go,” I mumbled.
He moved his face closer and then pecked my nose. He released my shirt as he stared at me. “Man, don’t get on that campus showing your ass.”
I got out of the car and didn’t even bother to look at him until he called my name. “Ayo, Phoebe!” he shouted.
I turned to look at him. “What are you trying to do to me? Hood niggas don’t fall first,” he said as he ran his hand down the front of his head.
“Maybe they don’t; maybe they do,” I said as I turned back around to continue walking up the hill toward my parents’ home.
