Free The Block by Treasure Hernandez

Malcolm.
    â€œYou good?” Maine asked, looking down at Malcolm in disgust.
    â€œYeah, I’m straight. I’ma holla at you tomorrow,” Tone said, embarrassed.
    Once Maine pulled off, Tone shook his brother. “Nigga, wake the fuck up!” he yelled.
    â€œOh! Hey, Tone. I was looking for you,” Malcolm said, smiling and showing his rotten teeth.
    â€œFuck is you doing on my doorstep?” Tone opened the front door and shoved Malcolm inside.
    Malcolm whined, “Your big brother needs a little favor.”
    â€œNo more favors!” Tone yelled. “You need to kick this shit. This ain’t for you.”
    â€œThis my last night getting high,” Malcolm said with a smile. “I’m done with all this shit after tonight. All I need from you is fifty dollars, and I’ll be on my way.”
    Tone knew he was lying, but for some reason he gave him the money anyway. “Here, muthafucka.” He shoved the money in his brother’s hand. “If I hear about you getting high after tonight, we no longer family. When I see you, I will walk right past you like I don’t know you.”
    â€œThanks, Tone. I promise I won’t let you down.” Malcolm leaned in for a hug.
    â€œGet yourself together,” Tone said sternly, giving his brother a hug.
    â€œYou the only family I got left,” Malcolm said as he quickly turned and exited his brother’s home in a hurry to get high.
    Tone watched as his brother disappeared into the night. All he could do was hope and pray that his brother kept his word, but deep down inside he knew his brother was fighting a battle he couldn’t win.

    For the entire ride home all Maine could think about was what he was gonna do to Gruff when he finally bumped into him. When he stepped foot inside his house, he noticed the bathroom light was on, but he clearly remembered turning it off.
    Immediately Maine pulled out his . 380 with the silencer already on the end of the barrel. As he slowly crept up the steps with a two-handed grip on his weapon, the mystery person exited the bathroom in a hurry.
    Maine quickly lowered his gun when he saw who exited his bathroom. “Fuck is you doing here?”
    â€œBaby, I was trying to surprise you,” Monique sang, her arms open for a hug.
    Maine’s hand quickly shot out and stopped Monique from hugging him. “Didn’t I tell you not to come back?”
    â€œI’m sorry, daddy, but I missed you,” Monique whined. “I was just trying to surprise you before you got home.”
    â€œWell, thanks for the surprise. Now put your clothes on and get out,” Maine said, trying not to look at Monique’s stripper outfit. She was wearing red fishnet stockings, tall red hooker boots, and a red bra.
    â€œCan I have one more chance, daddy? Please?”
    â€œNah, you gotta go.”
    â€œPleeeeease?” Monique purred. She grabbed on Maine’s belt and began unbuckling it.
    Next thing you know, Maine found himself fucking Monique’s mouth like it was a pussy. Monique held on to Maine’s dick with two hands, while she allowed him to have his way with her mouth, until he finally exploded in it.
    â€œFuck!” Maine cursed out loud, mad that he could never resist Monique’s touch.
    â€œI’m sorry, daddy. I promise I’ll be the best girlfriend in the world from now on.”
    Monique hugged Maine and rested her head on his chest, and for the rest of the night, the two had wild make-up sex.

Chapter 10
    â€œI don’t know about this,” Lopez said, rubbing his chin.
    Serena pressed as the two sat in the restaurant. “Please, Uncle Lopez.”
    â€œYou know me and your father don’t fuck with them niggers,” Lopez reminded her. “They can’t be trusted.”
    â€œI know the rules, but trust me, Tone is different,” Serena said. “Just start him out with ten, and see how he does. I promise you, he