Chapter 3-Held Down

Zayn

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I woke up out of my sleep after hearing my phone ringing uncontrollably, I rolled over to the right side of my bed and grabbed the phone that was under the pillow. It's brand new so I had no clue to answer but I realized it said swipe to answer, I followed that direction and put the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I said in a groggy tone.

"What up tho nigga?" I heard my cousin goofy voice through the phone.

"Nothin man, I was sleep though. This bed comfortable as shit, gotta nigga in love and shit." I chuckled.

"That's what the joint do to you, but get up and get dress fam. I got a lil suhin' for you. Be ready in a half hour." He says, I can hear wind blowing through the speakers letting me know he was on the road.

"A'ight."

"Coo fam." He hangs up and I tossed my phone at the end of the bed. I didn't want to get out of my comfort zone that I received from the cozy bed, but I pulled the covers back the slowly got up and stretched my arms wide releasing all the tension in my back side and shoulders. I walked to the bathroom and stripped out of my clothes to get into the shower.

After getting out I dressed myself in plain white t-shirt and baggy True Religions, I went under the bed to get my gym bag and something fell out of it as I lifted it up. I grabbed it from the floor and it was a picture of my younger sister Leyana. I smiled and slipped it into my pocket. My phone began to ring once it again, I picked it up and answered it on the first ring.

"Wassup B." I asked.

"I'm out in the parking lot fam." He informed to me. I then picked up my pace as I gathered up all of my things.

"Alright I'm on my way out now man."

As I reached the hotel door, I notice the glass was vibrating from the loud ass sounds that came from the BMW that was painted a medallion gold, along with the rims of tires. I placed my fist over my mouth as I chuckled.

"This you nigga?" I questioned.

"Nah Coz, it's you." He then tossed me the keys and I glanced down at them in pride as if was a trophy. "You forreal?"

"Yeah nigga come on, we got places to go." He said as he opened the door to the passenger side, the music was even louder. I took a deep breath and hopped in the driver seat and begin to put the key in the ignition until Bishop stopped me, he turned down the radio a bit and snickered.

"Nah nigga, no need for that." He put the car in drive and pressed a button that magically made the car move slowly.

"NIgga what is this!? This bitch don't need no key!" I was officially astounded.

"Damn the joint held my nigga down to long." He said while roaring in laughter he shook his head as he wiped his forehead.

"Put your foot on the gas nigga." He instructed, I did as I was told and the car went to fast for me so I slowed down.

"Damn B, good looking out but you ain't have to do this."

"I told you once you get out, I got you. You remember where Tate crib at from here?" He questions me as I pull out the hotel's parking exit.

"Shit, I think so. He still live in same place." I raised my eyebrow.

"You know it." He said as he lit a blunt and passed it to me. I accepted it and placed it between my lips, this was the first blunt I smoked in seven years, so the plan was to enjoy it to myself. After fifteen minutes this catchy song was playing

Don't fuck no bitch that's fucking with your dawg, that's law
If you come up don't forget about your dawgs, that's law
I'm a street nigga so it's fuck the law
If you broke nigga that should be against the law
Fuck no bitch that's fucking with your dawg, that's law
If you come up don't forget about your dawgs, that's law
I'm a street nigga so it's fuck the law
If you broke nigga that should be against the law

"Who this fam?" I turned to Bishop as inhaled the smoke.

"Gotti." He simply stated.

"Irv Gotti?" My eyes widened.

"Nigga...." He takes a deep breath and shakes his head as if he's annoyed. "It's Yo Gotti and E-40's new hit."

"Damn this shit go hard." I chuckled. "I ain't mean to get on your bad side coz, I ain't know this nigga still be making hits."

"You good." He assures me. "It tickles me any way."

After ten minutes we made it to my boy Tate's house. It looked the same way it did years ago, a white tiny house with a bars blocking the window frames. Bishop led me to the back of the house where pit bulls were barking, nearly ripping their leashes off to get to us. I started to become a little startled.

"It's coo fam, they asses ain't gon do nothin." He then bangs on the back door. "Aye Tate, open up the door nigga!"

"Stop banging on this god damn door witcho bitch as--" A female voice screamed but then she approached the door and her eyes locked on me. She then smiles and slightly opens the door.

"Why y'all ain't tell me Zayn was getting out!" She squealed, and opened the door wider for us to enter. Tyresha was Tate's little sister, I use to fuck with her before I got locked up but nothing too serious because she was over sensitive back then and I really wasn't ready for a relationship. She was looking fine as hell though,her short figure made her cute, along with her warm sienna skin tone. She had an hourglass frame, thick in all the right places. I was ready to dive in her.

"That's what I thought." Bishop says, and she faintly pushes him inside. I go in after him and she wraps her arms around me.

"I missed you." She says as she pulls away and caress my cheeks.

"Yeah I missed you too." I lied as I bit my lip, her scent soothed me.

"Wassup nigga!" I looked up to see Tate with a blunt in his mouth and his arms stretched out wide.

I released myself from Tayresha's grasp then went over to Tate and gave him a brotherly hug.

"Damn G, you finally made it out." He sighed.

"Yeah man...what's been up."

He blew air from his mouth and rubbed his eyes. "Shit, nothing you know me doing the same ole shit, I got some work for you too."

I followed him and Bishop to the basement where weed, coke and guns were laid out on separate tables.

"Damn nigga, the feds ain't kick the doors in yet?" I joked.

He sat in a chair and shook his head. "Nope, when you gon be ready to work? Me and B got the car, we ready for you."

I rubbed my head and shook my head. "Nah, I ain't tryna get myself into no trouble. I just got out."

"All I need you to do is package them for me, and probably do a little delivering. But that's it."

"I'll think about."

After an hour of chilling with him and Bishop and smoking blunts back to back. I got hungry and thirsty. I looked at the time on my phone and it was already four.

"Aye Tate, i got the munchies, what you got to eat fam?"

He coughs from the smoke and itches his nose. "Tell Resha to fix you something." He tells me,

I nodded and went upstairs, I remembered which room was hers, because I've been into so many times. I knocked on the door gently and waited for an answer.

"Who is it?" She ask in a irritated tone.

"Zayn." I stated and her mood changes.

"Oh come in!" She says acceptably. I opened her door and she was laying in the bed watching music videos. Her room still look the same, Pretty Ricky and Bow Wow posters on the walls and kiddish stuff animals.

"Why you ain't move out." I chuckled.

"This is my home, and Tate needs me to take care of him with his immature ass. But what do you need?"

I crack my knuckles and yawn. "I'm hungry, can you fix me something?"

"No, I ain't making you shit." She snaps. I raise my eyebrow and bite on lip.

"You not?"

She rolls her eyes and turns her television up. I observed as she shakes her leg and her juicy thighs jiggle. She corners her eyes and take a deep breath. "What you still standing there for?"

I close her door and sit beside her and kiss her full lips. I wanted to butter her up so she can give up that cat, because Tayresha got the best pussy. It gets wet and her sex style is nasty and rough just like mine.

"Did you get my letters?" She ask breaking the silence.

"Yeah I got them, five years ago." I chuckled.

She sits up and wraps her arms around my neck and place her chin in the crook of my neck "Well....you ain't write back so I figured you ain't care."

"Oh." I say to dismiss the conversation.

"I missed you Zay." She whines as she whispers in my ear softly. I my erect member was nearly poking out of it's place but I stayed calm.

"Mmm Whatever." I shrugged it off. She then hops off the bed and positioned herself in front. I analyze as she pulls her shirt over her head, then slides of her shorts along with her panties. I grab her by both of her cheeks and pull her close to me then begin placing kisses on her flat shaped belly.

"Can I prove it to you daddy?" She says in a pleading tone.

"Yeah." She then plops down on her knees and pulls my hard member from its secluded place. She then comes down on me with a thrive, I knew one thing was on her mind and it was to make to me cum. She began sucking hard and quick; causing me to let out a long sigh. I watched as her wet soft lips was wrapped around my dick tight, she then begin to sup in her cheeks and make a loud slurping noise, that made me even more hornier. She took me out of her mouth then licked the tip, then put right back in and repeated the same sucking process. She had a nigga in love with the way my dick was going in the back of throat without a fuss.

"Shit girl!" I hissed and sat up a little to give her a stinging slap on her ass. She then moaned from my touch while I was still in her mouth. After ten minutes I felt a nut coming but I wasn't ready, I removed my rod from her opening and rushed to assist her up, then pushed her onto her bed. She got in the position I wanted her in on her own, face down and ass up. I quickly stripped out of my clothes, then clinged my hands onto her tiny waist. I slowly entered my long piece inside her fairly slow causing her gasp.

I wanted to start my pace off steady just hear her pant and beg for me. I stroked into her slowly and she quietly moaned.

"Zay, don't do this you're gonna make me cum fast. Fuck me and stop playing." She looks back at me and grin.

I then fondled into in swift moment, causing her to moan. I watched her ass jiggle all over the place as she threw herself back onto me.

"Ooo Zayn! That feels good!" She screams.

"Throw it back some more for daddy." I instructed and slapped her ass causing her wheeze. She did as she was told and gripped on to the comforter, Her core was now flowing more than a waterfall, I grabbed her waist and pounded her onto my dick.

"Oh shit! Right there! Mmmm God! Ah!" She yells, I the hear footsteps so I cover her mouth, her moans were now muffled. I go deeper inside of her causing her to whimper even loud. After an hour I finally felt the urge to nut, I pulled myself out of her and released all over her back then slapped her ass once more.

"Ah!" She collasp on the bed and lays on her back, ignoring the fact she has nut on her. She looks at me in a seductive way and bites her lip.

"You missed that shit?" I ask as I begin dressing myself.

"Yes daddy." She nodded.

I chuckled and licked my lips. " I want some chicken and fries baby. Make that for me."

"Okay!" He watches my every move as I walk out her room and close the door. Then I go back down stairs to the basement, Tate and Bishop was staring at me as soon as I inch toward them.

"Yall heard us?" I smirked.

"You was tearin' that pussy up!" Bishop roars into the laughter and I did to.

"We heard the bed rocking, you better leave her alone man. She gon' think ya'll together." Tate adds.

I sit down and the chair then yawn. "She'll be a'ight."

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