Promiscuous Girl by Nicole Jackson

Author:Nicole Jackson [Jackson, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, Women's Fiction, Genre Fiction, urban fiction, love, bookclub, essence, urban lit, sex, lies, Suspense, scandal, david weaver, Erotica, womens fiction, kwan, zane, movie, gstreet, eric jerome dickey, Romance, urban books, fast paced, music, Series, goodreads, Urban, victoria christopher murray, relationship, drugs, short story, reshonda tate billingsley, wahida clark, street lit, deceit, African American, michaelbaisden, Mystery, true glory, gstreetessence, Contemporary Fiction, Drama, tv, action, maintenance man, ericjdickey
Amazon: B00MXEYLL0
Publisher: G Street Chronicles
Published: 2014-08-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“Ain’t this some shit,” Tre mumbled to himself.

He was standing in the hall, peeking through Taz’s cracked bedroom door. His brother and Taraj were laying butt naked, while Taz’s arm was wrapped securely around her.

For a couple of weeks, they’d been getting closer than close. Taz seemed to take Taraj everywhere he went, and it was totally out of character for him.

Knowing his brother, Tre realized that what Taz and Taraj had was deeper than what met the eye. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to make her his number one money maker. If he could just get his brother’s claws out of her, he could get her to see things his way.

He pushed the door completely open. “Aye, Taz…let me use the Impala.”

Taz’s eyes popped open. “What?”

“Let me use the Impala.”

Taraj slowly opened her eyes. She saw Tre standing in the doorway and pulled the cover over their nude bodies.

“For real, my nigga?” Taz snapped. “Close my fuckin door.”

“It’s like that?” Tre asked in disbelief.

“Man…nigga, you see us laying here naked. Get the fuck out!”

“Alright, lil hoe ass nigga,” he growled before stepping out and slamming the door shut.

“What the fuck is his problem?” Taraj questioned.

Taz shook his head. “I guess the nigga was trying to look at you.”

She rolled her eyes. “I don’t know why.”

He sucked his teeth. “Probably cause you was walking around here trying to entice him a few months ago.”

“What?” she played crazy.

“You heard me,” he got out of bed.

“Whatever,” she sighed. “Are you about to leave?”

He could feel some bullshit coming. “Why?”

“Cause…Shay supposed to be picking me up and I need some money.”

“Shay? Damn, when was you gon tell me?”

“I’m telling you now.”

“A’ight, Taraj. Keep testing my patience.”

“But I ain’t doing nothing,” she whined.

“Yeah, okay,” he knelt down and grabbed his jeans off the floor. He dug into the pockets and pulled out a wad of cash. He peeled back five big faces and handed it to her. “Is that enough?”

“Yeah.” she nodded with a smile. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he grinned. He appreciated the fact that no matter how much he did for her, she always thanked him. Khyah had long ago stopped doing that and had come to expect things.

She hopped off the bed and wrapped her arms around him. She kissed him on the cheek. “You are so sweet.”

“Go’on,” he laughed, as she gave him that warm and fuzzy feeling.

“No,” she shook her head as she kissed his lips. “Make me feel good, Taz,” she whispered.

“I gotta go,” he said, barely audible.

“Let me feel you one last time,” she begged.

“Taraj…”

She pulled him and they fell back into the bed. She opened her legs as he lay between them. She took it upon herself to grab him and place him inside of her.

“Umm,” he moaned as she worked her hips.

She greedily grabbed the back of his head and buried her tongue in his mouth. He rocked back and forth, sliding through her wetness.

“Ughhhh,” she let out as he gripped her ass cheeks.

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