Merci & Greyson, page 12
part #3 of Snatched Up By A Bad Boy Series
“Stop playing with me girl.” I smacked her harder causing her to kick and scream, but she was also laughing.
“Put me down Grey,” she demanded, but I wasn’t putting her down until we made it to our suite.
We were all on the same floor, but we all just had different rooms. Channel had a room that was connected to ours, but I was one hundred percent sure she wasn’t going to be sleeping in that mothafucka.
Once reaching the door, I placed the key card up to it, and once the door turned green, we entered, with her still on my shoulder.
Walking across the living room area, I slid the sliding door back that led to the room and threw her down on the California king size bed.
Merci giggled but then tried to straighten her face up as if she was still mad.
“Stop playing with me.” I towered over her with my fist buried into the bed for support.
“Who said I’m playing? I’m really mad at you,” she replied.
“For? It ain’t my fault you fell.”
“Had you not been talking all crazy, I wouldn’t have fallen,” she shot back.
“So, you don’t want to have my baby?” I playfully pouted.
Merci had me fucked up if she thought that we weren’t going to have some lil’ babies running around here. We weren’t getting any younger and having babies was something that I wanted.
“Can we get it together first? Because at the rate your ex is going, I don’t know how much of that I can take,” she admitted.
Stunned, I jerked my head back. I mean damn, what my ex did wasn’t my fault and I really hated that Merci was having to deal with that crazy ass shit. Fuck, I didn’t even want to be dealing with it.
“Word, even though you see me doing what I have to do to try to control the shit?”
“You ain’t doing enough. I don’t want to be five months pregnant and having to beat this same bitch up Grey,” she expressed.
I guess she had a point. I couldn’t expect her to keep having to put up with Zella’s crazy antics. I knew I was tired of the shit, so I could only imagine how she felt.
“Bae, I swear I’m sorry about all that shit.” I looked at her.
“It’s cool, we all have baggage, but I left mine at the door and yours is still riding your back,” she replied.
“I feel you.” I pecked her lips.
One peck turned into another one, then it turned into me sticking my tongue into her mouth. She began sucking on my tongue doing the same trick she would do to the tip of my dick.
“Come suck it for me,” I pulled away from her and said.
“What you gon’ do for me?” she seductively asked as she bit down on her long manicured nails.
“You already know I got you. Now come here.” I grabbed the back of her neck and guided her down to my dick.
Merci pulled it out of my pants and before I could even brace myself, she began gagging on it. I loved how nasty Merci was when she sucked my shit. I swear she played no games. She always made it sloppy wet and she showed the whole mothafucka attention.
“Damn Merci,” I hissed as I watched with low eyes as she continued to go to work.
Not wanting to bust from her sucking my dick, I pulled out her mouth. I picked her up and laid her down on the bed. With her toes pointed towards the ceiling, I stuffed my dick in her.
Merci gasped and closed her eyes as she dug her nails into my back.
Slow stroking her shit as her legs rested on my shoulders, I bent down and slowly kissed her on her lips.
“Look at me Merci,” I whispered.
I leaned down and kissed her again. Taking her lip into my mouth, I gently bit down on it.
“Look at me ma,” I told her again.
Merci’s eyes fluttered open. Her eyes began to roll in the back of her head as I continued to fill her up.
Grabbing her face, I focused her attention on me.
“You’re going to have my baby,” I told her. I then dug so deep into her guts that she yelled out and arched her back.
As I continued to fuck her as if it was my last time, I let my tongue glide up the side of her neck. When I got to her earlobe, I nibbled a little bit on it, then went back to sucking on her neck.
Merci’s moans filled the room and it was something about it that had me about to bust. Taking her legs, I pressed them back as far as they would go.
They were so far back that it allowed us to be chest to chest and for me to give her nothing but straight dick.
“Are you going to have my baby?” I asked her, but she ignored me.
“Merci, are you going to have my baby?” I asked aggressively as I fucked her roughly, hitting her spot.
“Oh my god, yes. I’ll have your baby Grey,” she yelled out.
I could feel her cumming because her pussy began to grip my dick even tighter and it became wetter. That mixed with her saying exactly what I wanted to hear, had me busting all up in her shit.
“Fuck,” I moaned out, digging as deep as I could go as I emptied my seeds inside of her.
Pulling out, Merci could barely keep her eyes open as she turned over on her side and fell asleep.
Perfect, I thought as I climbed out the bed, washed up a little in the bathroom then headed out of the room to handle some shit.
16
Channel
This would officially be my second time being around Luca and it just being the two of us.
I was so happy that I didn’t have to sneak around and hide it from Merci, because that shit would have been hard as hell the more that I thought about it.
I was still shocked that she had invited me, or that Luca would even want me as his plus one, I guess I should say.
This was an all new experience for me because never had I ever flown on a plane or been out of Texas. Hell, I never really left out of Houston.
Maranda didn’t really do shit with us. The most she would do was take us to Bingo with her and after a while, that got boring.
I still wished that my sister would have come with us, but she said that she didn’t want to be a third wheel. I still wanted her to experience this with me. It would have made it ten times more memorable.
But I was going to try to take as many pictures and have enough fun for the both of us.
As I sat on the sofa in his big ass apartment looking hotel room, I looked around taking in the nice view in Luca’s room.
It was really nice, and I could tell that it was expensive. Leaning back, I made myself comfortable as I waited from him to come off the balcony. He had left me in the room after telling me he had to answer a very important phone call, which had been a good fifteen minutes ago.
I was now tired of waiting so I got up and made my way towards the balcony. He couldn’t see me, but I could hear him.
Instead of going out there, I paused, and I don’t know why but something in me just told me to stand there and listen.
“I’ve been sitting here arguing with you about some shit that you said you handled,” he fussed, blowing out smoke as he leaned over the balcony.
From where I stood, I could tell that the view was everything. I wanted to go join him, but I didn’t want to interrupt his phone call.
He looked so good with his dreads hanging low. He had on the simplest thing; a white shirt and some black sweatpants. He currently had a pair of slippers that had G’s all over the top and I knew he smelled good because his scent still lingered on me from earlier.
“Man fuck all that. Did you get the abortion or not Apryl?” his voice roared, startling the fuck out of me.
I end up jumping back and running into a glass end table causing a lamp that was sitting on top to fall to the ground.
Luca turned at the noise and when he saw me, his face softened.
“Man handle that shit. Bye, fuck,” he said into the phone.
He ended the call and stuffed his phone into his pocket as he walked back inside of the room.
I didn’t even know what to say to him. In my mind, I couldn’t be mad because he wasn’t my nigga. But at the same time, I felt like that should have been something he discussed with me. Something he mentioned because had I known he had a baby mama, I would have kept my distance.
I might not have gotten out much, but I’d seen enough fights on my street between a nigga’s baby mama and his girl. Enough to know it was some drama I didn’t want to be in.
With each step that Luca took towards me, I took a step back.
“It’s not what you think,” Luca tried to convince me, but there was no need to.
I knew what I heard, and I felt like it was best if I fell back. I didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes and be in drama that I could possibly avoid.
“I mean, what else could it be?” I asked him, confused by his choice of words.
“It’s complicated,” he had the nerve to say.
“Oh,” I dramatically said. “Well let me make things less complicated by eliminating myself from this problem.”
I turned on my heels and headed for the door.
“No. No. No. Waittt...” Luca called from behind, but I didn’t stop.
Luca rushed in front of me and blocked the door so that I couldn’t get out.
“Can you at least hear me out first? I swear it’s not what you think. The shit is real life fucking complicated,” he huffed, rubbing his hand down his face.
“Ok. Well talk.” I crossed my arms across my chest and tapped my foot against the carpet, impatiently waiting for him to get to talking.
“Can we please go sit and talk? I need to light my damn blunt back up. You done made my damn nerves bad, trying to leave and shit.” He looked at me with low eyes that were making my skin warm up and for the wall that I had quickly put up to come crashing down.
It was something about the look that Luca gave, not to forget he was fine as fuck too.
Rolling my eyes, I walked off and went and plopped down on the grey sofa. Moments later he joined me, throwing his feet on top of the glass table and leaning back. He lit his blunt and took a few hits from it before he started talking.
“Alright look, I’m single as fuck. Yes, I got a girl running around here saying she pregnant by me and shit, but I’m trying to get her to abort it,” he said as if that shit was ok.
Never did I ever want to be fucking a man, get pregnant and he tell me to get an abortion. That was some fucked up shit and I hope he didn’t think I was ok with what he was saying.
“I mean, you were fucking her right?” I asked him, trying not to show my distaste for his way with words.
“Yeah, so what?” He looked at me, puzzled.
“You were fucking her, she got pregnant and you just need to man the fuck up and handle your responsibilities. I mean, are you going to do that with every girl you end up getting pregnant?” I shot at him, causing his brows to rise and for his head to jerk back.
“Damn,” was all that he could say as he took another puff from the blunt then sat it down on the ashtray in front of him.
“First off, I don’t mind handling my business if there was a mutual agreement to have the baby. I don’t want the baby and it is what it is.” He shrugged and I got up.
“And I don’t want you. You got a lot of growing up to do and you’re older than me. Grow up Luca. Grow up,” I shot at him as I walked away, relieved that he didn’t chase behind me talking more nonsense.
I left out the room and I stood there staring at the door. I hated that it had come to this because I really did like Luca. But I couldn’t do that to myself. I knew I deserved better than what he had to offer.
Walking down the hallway, I made my way to my room. Instead of going inside of my room, I walked across the hallway and knocked on Merci’s door.
A few seconds later, she came to the door looking like she had been knocked out.
“You good?” I asked her as she ran her hands through her hair self-consciously.
“Yeah girl. Come in,” she told me as she moved to the side so that I could enter.
I walked in and went and had a seat on the sofa. Merci went into the kitchen, fixed her something to drink then came and sat beside me.
“Everything good?” she asked after she took a sip from her water.
“I don’t want to hear I told you so if I tell you.” I gave her the side eye. The last thing I wanted to hear from her was I told you so when it came to Luca.
Placing her glass on the table, she threw her hands in the air. “This is a judgement free zone.”
“Ok, so I don’t know if you knew, but Luca has a baby mama,” I told her, and her mouth fell open. I guess she didn’t know either.
“Yeah, I know.” I shook my head from side to side.
“Well it’s ok. You are still young. You don’t need the drama Luca will bring.” She moved towards me and gave me a hug.
“Thank you for everything Merci.” I pulled away from her.
“No problem. Plus, we in Vegas so let’s turn up.” She got up and began popping her ass right as Greyson cut the corner.
“What the hell you got going on?” He paused and bit down on his lip, lusting over my cousin Merci.
I swear, I could feel the love that he had for her and that was what I wanted. I wanted a guy to love me as much as Grey loved Merci.
“Nothing.” She got up laughing. “I was just letting Channel know not to be sweating Luca’s ass. We in Vegas and we gon’ turn up.” She walked over to Greyson and began twirling around in front of him.
“Turn up too much and get fucked up,” he playfully threatened her.
“Boy please. I ain’t the one or the two. You know what it is,” she boasted, causing Grey to grab her up around her waist and pull her close.
As I watched the two of them interact and Merci burst out laughing, I became jealous. What she had was something I wanted so badly. I hadn’t craved it as bad as I did up until now with it being thrown in my face.
17
Merci
Greyson wouldn’t tell me what the plans were, but he had strict orders that I dress it up real nice for him.
I thought they were going to a pool party, so in my mind I just knew we were going to be able to turn up, but he had cut that short.
I was currently standing in front of the huge mirror that went from the floor to the ceiling.
It was sexy and had I noticed it earlier, I would have wanted to fuck Greyson in front of it.
Twisting from side to side, I checked out my curves as this bad ass all-white dress that I got from Fashion Nova hugged my curves so tight that tonight I felt like a thick bitch.
Around my neck laid a silver necklace, and on my wrist was a silver watch that I had gotten from James Avery.
My feet were adorned by a pair of strap up the leg, silver Chanel heels that I prayed didn’t hurt my feet.
My hair was bone straight and flowed effortlessly down my back. Also, my skin glowed from the baby oil that I dipped myself into, which had me looking like a chocolate glazed donut. I was looking good enough to eat, no lie, and I couldn’t wait until Greyson saw me.
But whatever they had planned, they told us to meet them there. So, me, Brynlee and Channel had a limo scheduled to pick us up in a few.
Channel’s ass didn’t even want to come now that her panties were in a bunch after hearing that Luca had a baby mama. Now, I didn’t know anything about that, but I didn’t expect anything less. I always felt like he was the hoe of the group.
Hearing light knocks on the door, I picked up my diamond-studded earrings and placed them in my ear before I answered the door.
Once opening the door, there stood my cousin Channel. She looked so beautiful that I felt like Luca was a damn fool for already fucking it up for them with his drama.
Even though I didn’t say I told you so to her, I was happy that she had caught it now rather than when her feelings were involved because then anything could happen.
Feelings always had the power to blind you. To make you not think clearly. Being deep off in your feelings for someone would have you doing things that you would never do. So, I was happy that Luca was out of the picture.
“You look amazing.” I smiled at her as she stood before me.
“You think so?” she nervously asked as she ran her hands down the side of her hips.
Channel didn’t even know that in the real world, outside of my mother’s house, she would be considered a bad bitch. She had the body, the natural glow, the pretty hair and even pretty teeth. She was a winner but because she had been so secluded and deprived of all the latest things, she didn’t even know it.
She really could have anyone that she wanted but I wanted to instill in her first the importance of having herself together before getting wrapped up in a damn man.
“Yes, you look so pretty,” I replied.
She had on this pretty yellow dress, that of course fit her banging ass body. I had taken her shopping for some bomb ass clear strap heels and she had on light jewelry. Her hair was flowing down her back and she didn’t have on not an ounce of make-up but was looking so damn pretty. Her youth shined through on her face, and if it wasn’t for her very plump ass and big breasts, you would think she was younger than what she really was.
“Let me get my clutch and then we can walk down to Brynlee’s room,” I told her as I walked over from the entrance of the door and went to grab my clutch.
After grabbing my clutch, we were now strutting our way down the hallway. As we passed by this glass mirror, I stopped so that Channel and I could take a picture. Every now and again I liked to post on social media and show off. Just let the people know that I was indeed still doing good and looking good.
We were now standing in front of Brynlee’s room door. I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.
“Ooowweee friend, you look good,” she boasted, grabbing my hand and spinning me around.
She was looking amazing herself. She had on a lime green dress that most likely Sawyer would not approve of because the top of the dress was lace and almost showed off her nibbles. On her feet, she also had on a pair of heels that had the clear strap across and she had curled her hair in big barrel curls.
