Free My Thug Got A Rider by Onyxx Black Page B

and I felt someone grabbing me from behind.
    “You don’t have nothing to hide though, right? Help yo’ bitch up off the floor.” I said as I pulled Kenyon’s strong hands from around my waist, grabbed my shit and hit the door.
    “I told you to handle that broad. Now you know what needs to be done.” I heard Carter say calmly to Kenyon as I brushed past. I texted Shauna to make sure she was staying with Carter and once I got the confirmation I needed, I was out of there. Now I remembered why I hadn’t gotten any in so long; good D came with a fine ass face and with a fine ass face came a lying ass mouth. I switched my CD from Future to Gotti and rode off blasting, “Fuck Em”, feeling every word.

Chapter Seven
    Ashanti
    Kenyon pinned me against the wall, his skin glistening in the dim light coming from the TV playing in the background. I ran my fingertips all over the tattoos on his chest, thinking of how they would feel under my tongue. He kissed me, pressing his soft lips roughly against mine, teeth raking my bottom lip and pulled it into his mouth. I felt my knees going weak because of how his thug ass was being so gentle, played with my mind. Letting the wall go, with one hand, he grabbed the back of my thigh and wrapped it around his waist. His rough calloused hand trailed up the inside of my thigh and his strong fingers played against the damp crotch of my panties. I kissed him back, feverishly, hungrily so ready to feel him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Letting go of the wall completely, he held my thighs in his arms and grinded his hardness closer to me. I felt him growing and pulsing between my thighs, so I tightened my grip around his waist. Kenyon kissed my neck, his rough stubble and soft lips drove me crazy, along with his warm, wet tongue. I moaned when I felt his hands under the thin fabric of my shirt. His thumbs brushed back and forth across my hard nipples. Before I had a chance to say anything, my tank top and bra hit the floor and I was naked in front of him from the waist up. With my eyes closed, I felt his warm breath inching closer to my breasts until his lips pulled at my nipple. His tongue moved in slow circles around the areola, making me throb. I couldn’t take much more of his teasing. When he finished leaving a light trail of saliva from my breasts up to my neck, he put his lips to my ear. “I knew you just needed some act right. But now, I need to know how you want it? I want to hear you say that shit. Tell Daddy what you want.” I knew that sexy aggressive attitude would come out eventually and I was more than ready to tell him exactly how and what I wanted.
    KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK .
    Kenyon looked at me with confusion and sat me on the bed. I covered up with the sheet as he opened the door. A policeman stood there. “Man, what the fuck?” He looked at me and motioned towards the table. I slid across the bed and grabbed the silver .40 caliber glock. I raised it in the direction of the door and pulled the trigger.
    BOOM .
    I shot up in bed, confused as hell as to why I was naked and why the bed was a mess.
    The night before was a complete blur. Blame it on the alcohol, but I didn’t recognize my surroundings and that scared me. Never mind the dream that kept replaying in my head. My hotel key and car keys were sitting on the table next to the queen sized bed and my clothes were neatly folded on the chair in the corner, along with my shoes and purse. I didn't want to go home drunk so I made reservation weeks in advance. I looked around for a second pair of clothes, shoes or something that would indicate that I was not alone. Not seeing anything, I laid back down and took a deep breath.
    My phone buzzed across the room in my purse. Completely naked and a bit hungover, I walked slowly to the chair and sat down.
    “Hello?” I didn’t even bother to check the caller ID.
    “Ashanti? Honey please tell me that you and Shauna are okay,” Denise, Shauna’s