Page 10 of Another Night With Me

“If you knew a nigga and how I really move, you know that shit back there wasn’t shit. A nigga really ain’t all there. Especially when it comes to shit I see as mine.”

I put my hand up at Niko. “Please gone with that gaslighting shit.”

Niko had to be high as fuck. Insinuating I belonged to him while his girl was sitting a few yards away was a new type of delusional I wasn’t ready for.

“Gaslighting is the shit the nigga you was with do. I’m not that nigga. Everything I say I mean.”

I rolled my eyes at Niko. “I really don’t care. I’m trying to be on my way.”

“Dead that shit with Will. Whatever you had going on with the nigga is a wrap. I ain’t tryna fuck my brother up behind you.”

“Fuck Will, and fuck you, too, forreal. You don’t get to dictate what I do,” I said, snaking my neck from side to side.

“You been giving that nigga my pussy?” Niko ignored my attitude, asking me with a straight face.

“Niko, be forreal.”

“I’m dead ass. We not done yet.”

“Yes, the fuck we are. As long as you got a girl, I’m good.”

“I ain’t tryna hear that.”

“But you need to listen. I know me and the way I operate, you’ll hate me by the time I’m done with you. For every girl you got, I’ma feel like I need three niggas. I highly doubt you’ll be okay with that.”

“Maannn, what? Bruh, you crazy as fuck.” Niko laughed, peering down at me, finally catching my gaze. “Forreal though, I missed yo’ fine ass. Gimmie kiss.” Without waiting on me, Niko pressed his lips into mine, hungrily kissing me as if he really missed me.

“Nikooo, stop.” I whined. “You can’t be kissing me out here like this.” I tried to reason with him, but he wasn’t hearing anything I was saying.

“Let me talk to you real quick.” Niko lifted me off my feet, not giving me a chance to say no.

In between us kissing, Niko somehow managed to carry me over to his car. I heard him opening the door before he sat me in the seat of his car when I noticed we were inside an old school drop top Chevy Impala.

“This is nice,” I commented on his tricked out car. The pearlescent white paint had a pink hue to it that matched the custom pink leather seats inside the car, along with the gold trimmings inside the car. I didn’t see the rims, but we were sitting up high. I liked this car a lot more than his other one.

“Thank you,” he humbly said as he got in and started his car.

“Where you goin’?” I quickly asked him as he pulled out his parking spot.

“I wanna spend time with you.”

“You wanna fuck,” I smartly said, pointing at his hard dick tenting up through his pants.

“I always wanna do that when you around, but I wanna kick it with you without us being interrupted.”

It wasn’t like I could do anything besides sit back and see where he was taking me. I hated how I so easily gave into Niko. He had me acting all out of character, I didn’t move because a nigga told me to. I did what I wanted without a second thought. Niko was in for a rude awakening if he thought I was finna be his side bitch. I never gave side bitch energy. If I wasn’t the only bitch, I didn’t want it.

Chapter 6

Niko Freeman

I didn’t just want to just fuck Yanna, I really wanted to kick it for a second with her fine ass. I couldn’t help if my dick always found its way inside her pussy when we were around each other. That was her fault; if anything, she should have been mad at herself for falling on my dick so easily.

A nigga was really out here trippin’ behind Yanna. I drove us to the other side of Eden Park. I couldn’t go too far, my daddy would cuss me out if I left from the family party he’d thrown for me. It wasn’t often that I got together with my dad’s side of the family, and it felt good to catch up with them, but as soon as I saw Yanna, I knew I was finna dip off somewhere with her so I could spend time with her without being interrupted. I couldn’t lie, I thought the bitch Will had been bragging on was fake, or she was ugly as fuck. The nigga didn’t even have pictures of them together to prove she was real. The nigga kept going on and on about how bad his bitch was. My little brother was a lame through and through. The only reason I fucked with him was because he was blood. I didn’t understand how we had the same daddy ‘cause the nigga was nothing like me or our daddy. To prove my point, I told his goofy ass I’d put him on if he brought his bitch and she was bad as he said she was. His dumb ass really went for the shit, Will had to be slower than he looked if he thought a bitch was all it took to work for me.

I really thought the nigga wasn’t finna show. He was over an hour late, but when Titon’s ass announced he was there and wasn’t lying, I never expected his girl to be my Yanna. I wasn’t the nigga who was territorial over every bitch he fucked with. I only was like that with what was mine. In my head, Yanna was mine. Even if that shit was temporary. It took everything in me not to yoke Yanna’s ass up. Contrary to what Yanna believed, Maddie’s presence wasn’t what stopped me, but that was far from the truth. I wasn’t tryna ruin this little party my dad threw. If it wasn’t for Yanna brushing Will off, I probably would have lasted as long as I did. When she left for the restroom, I followed right behind her ‘cause Yanna had me fucked up. Watching her twist away in those little shorts made my dick hard and my trigger finger itch.

Yanna was one of those females who looked good in anything and everything without trying. She wasn't even dressed up or no shit like that, but she still stole the show when she walked through. Yanna was damn near perfect in my eyes, and I wanted her for myself.