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  “Girl, if you don’t get the fuck in there and piss you going to be headed to the hospital after I pop your ass.” Messiah joked, he was very playful and that’s why Tiffany loved him. She needed someone that could bring joy to her life. Even if he said some shit like that it’s the life they lived and he was the only one that could talk to her in the manner.

  Tiffany was coming out the bathroom ready to move on to who knows where. Even though she loved living life on the edge she often wished that they had a place to call home. Well she did have a place to call home but she never went there, she let the maid have the place but she knew that she was always welcomed. Yet the spirits that lived in that house would never let her rest. She wanted a place that belonged only to her and Messiah.

  Messiah was already in the driver seat, which was cool with her ‘cause she enjoyed riding more. As she got in the car Messiah watched that entire ass spill into the seat and all he could say was “Good God.” He was ready to fuck right there in the car plus he hadn’t touched her body in four days. Not ‘cause he didn’t want to ‘cause he did, but Tiffany never allowed them to have sex the week of a mission cause she say the relaxation of sex takes away your strength. And it takes twenty four to forty eight hours to get that strength back. And they never had that much time to waste after they meet with the person that hired them and signed a contract. Tiffany and Messiah would watch the victim for two days tops after that the person was a done dollar.

  Tiffany felt Messiah’s hand rub her ass she giggled, “Siah don’t do that baby.” She was in love with the way he loved her body because she was not a stick figure girl so she was grateful that he enjoyed all she had to offer.

  “Girl it’s been four days, you know I need this shit in my life boo.” Messiah’s ten-inch dick was hard as Chinese arithmetic and either she would top him off or get up and get it down.

  “You know that I got you boo as soon as we plant our feet in our new home.” She knew they weren’t going back to the last place they were before-- they never did rewind.

  Messiah squeezed her breast “Damn, I love your sexy ass.” Tiffany giggled she love the love her man was giving her at the moment.

  “You sexy as hell too daddy now drive this car so I can get you home and suck your dick while you smoke a blunt.” Messiah blushed cause that’s what tiffany did for him, made him feel like a boss at all times.

  “Yes ma’am,” he stated as he pulled into traffic loving the life that he was living. Things had not always been so great for Messiah, he came from a fucked up family where his mother was his sister and his grandmother was his mother. His mom got pregnant with him at twelve because she was hot in the pants. His grandmother decided that she would take on the mother role for Messiah because his mom was way too young. But by the time he was ten Messiah’s real mother had eight kids that he thought were his nieces and nephews until one night his grandmother got mad and began to fuss at his mother Sadie.

  “Ever since I took Messiah off your hands and acted as if I was his mother, you’ve been popping babies out like you crazy. You way too damn young to have all these kids. You shouldn’t be twenty three years of age with nine kids,” he heard his grandmother fuss at his mother. She didn’t care because she was getting a nice welfare check for all those kids that kept her looking fly.

  Messiah’s grandmother died shortly after he found out that she was not his mother. He was twelve, she passed and his real mother was now 25 with two more kids to the eight she already had. Messiah had had enough of not eating or having to share clothing with so many people. He couldn’t take it anymore that’s when he decided to hit the street, he was making good money too until his birth mother Sadie found out and wanted a cut.

  Messiah felt it was bullshit because she never did shit for him or any of the other kids. They never knew him as big brother, they all called him Uncle Siah. He never changed that cause in his eyes his grandmother was his mother. Messiah gave her money for a little while, but it was never enough so by the age of fifteen he left and never looked back. The best thing to this very day that ever happened to him was meeting Tiffany, she changed his world overnight.

  *****

  Tiffany and Messiah landed on the West Coast and were getting comfortable in a nice new spacious condo. Messiah dropped their biggest duffle in the living room on the floor and Tiffany ran them a shower. It was one of their favorite places together, before she could get the words out Messiah was ass naked with his dick swinging between his legs. She stripped all her clothes off and went into the smaller duffle, pulling out soap and towels then joined her man. Messiah smacked her on her ass; pulled her hair, and kissed her with all the passion he possessed making her moan when he released her lips from his. Denying that Messiah lacked affection, Tiffany was blessed by a high power for a love like Messiah’s, it was a touch she fell in love with. His whole aggressive aura turned her on to the point of cumming just by looking at him. Dude was one of a kind and if any bitch or any nigga thought for a split second she would let Messiah go was a dead issue- literally.

  She felt his dick knocking against her thighs and sometimes she felt like Messiah’s dick knew just where to go when it rocked up. Tiffany couldn’t go any longer than him when it came down to their sexual appetite for one another. It didn’t matter how many days they didn’t sex, long as they knew it was guaranteed satisfaction.

  Tiffany backed away and continued to lather the towel up, she was in full catering mode now washing his body from head down to in between his toes. The showerhead spilled on them rinsing Messiah’s body for Tiffany then she passed the towel to him. He lathered her towel up and she stood before him, it was time to TURN UP. Messiah started from her feet on up and soon as he got in between her pussy lips she lifted her right leg resting it on his shoulder while he thoroughly cleaned her pussy and made her cum at the same time.

  Tiffany threw her head back and exhaled when he removed his fingers and continued to wash her body. Messiah always outdid her when it came to sex games, with Messiah she tried her best to stand toe to toe and only three times at the most she conquered. Tiffany turned around for Messiah to wash her back, but she only felt the thrust of his massive dick. “Shit!” She let out. Her pussy was aching. Messiah pulled her back onto him beating the pussy from behind, watching her ass clap back at him every time he penetrated her; causing his legs to get weak and began to lose his balance. He pulled out and turned the shower off and Tiffany watched his wide back as he stepped out.

  “Woman, bring that ass over here!” He ordered. Tiffany’s eyes went low; she was silent and did as she was told. Messiah intently watched her when she was in his arm’s reach. Messiah pushed her head down and she fell to her knees and began to suck his dick with so much precision it made his knees pop and toes curl. After taking it to the throat several times, Messiah gave up and pulled away from her backing onto the wall where he looked at her. He taught her just how to make him nut by using her mouth and knew it was no way in hell another nigga would get the benefit he earned and instructed to perfection.

  Tiffany stood to her feet and sat on the big counter and without direction she dropped her ass until it damn near hung off. Her thick beautiful legs opened and displayed the pretty pussy for Messiah to devour. Messiah walked directly in between. Tiffany’s body felt so weak now to the point her moans turned into begging him to make her cum. Messiah knew once he got inside her pussy and hit every spot known only to her gynecologist, she would go ham for him. One behind the other, Messiah delivered a dose of ecstasy with a stronger effect than the last. Tiffany got to the point she pushed him out the pussy, backed into the wall, got down on her knees, and started to serve him fellatio.

  Tiffany used her hands to caress his nut sack; she used an abundance of passion to the edge of tears because she loved him so much. Times like this she felt too weak and she didn’t like to be weak, but with Messiah she didn’t mind, it was an untouchable love and life. Tiffany sucked and licked his dick like it was the best piece of
candy.

  “Agh...Agh…Agh!” Messiah grunted grabbing Tiffany’s head damn near choking her while spraying her mouth with some of his delicious and thick milkshake. In less than five minutes, Tiffany and Messiah were in between the sheets cuddling up. Messiah rubbed her ass. “You feel like twisting up for me?” He asked speaking of that service she promised him.

  Tiffany rose from the bed and grabbed the herb he found soon as they landed. They had been to mostly all the states except two and knew where to find the best of everything in some of the grimiest neighborhoods. Tiffany smelled the dank and turned her nose up “That’s the gas right there!” Messiah stated.

  “I can smell!” she joked and they burst out laughing. She rarely smoked, but the funk made her want to blow some while she broke it down and rolled it up in the paper. Messiah was about to get higher than a Giraffe’s ear. He sat up in the bed adjusting the pillows so he could put his back to the headboard. Tiffany passed him the first one and he lit it up. Bleep Bleep Tiffany’s phone sound. It was an email. She rolled the remaining joints then checked her phone while lying back in the bed. “It’s Tom!” she started, and Messiah tuned in. “He has a client.” Tiffany stated then sent a text to Tom. Tiffany knew she wanted to get Messiah something special for his birthday this year and she had so many big ideas. Hopefully this was that payday Messiah’s been dreaming about.

  “Come on naaaahh,”Messiah stated looking at her blowing the smoke out his mouth and inhaling it back through his nose. “Text that muthafucka’ back and then get over here and tend to this dick!” he demanded. Tiffany sent her last words and turned the phone off completely.

  “You think I’m shaking out on my promises to you?” Tiffany asked getting on her knees, then in between Messiah’s legs and began to kiss his neck .

  “You haven’t so far,” Messiah said rising up and out the bed. “Matter fact, hit this.” He passed her the joint. She put it between her lips and Messiah pushed her back on the bed and pulled her body to him. Messiah was down on his knees sensually putting his all around tongue game and experience in one serving. Licking. Sucking. Sticking. Tiffany couldn’t resist putting the blunt out with her hand and moaning ever so loudly. Round two!

  ****

  Two days later

  Tiffany and Messiah were back on the East Coast at a dry cleaning company they both managed and owned. They were in the city often and decided to own a small business, though it wasn’t where they neither met nor grew up. They were just glad it didn’t hold a lease. They weren’t big on monthly bills and if it couldn’t be paid out of the way neither wanted to deal with the hassle of it. Ms. Anna their store manager handled all the company’s paperwork and bill paying. Even their cell phone bills were in her name and by her having a big family, any listening fed or scanner would think they were on her plan as one of her children. Everything was stamped in Ms. Anna’s name with Teflon Mafia’s hard earned money.

  Tiffany was in her office doing her daily exercise while Messiah sat behind the desk reading the day’s paper, he had already been to the gym this morning while she was asleep. The front door opened and the elderly lady Ms. Anna stood to greet Tom, he had a bag of clothes in his hands. “Good Evening Mr. Thomas!” He smiled his cheesy smile and held his fat hands out to grab hers.

  “Same to you Ms. Anna, I was looking for the Lady,” Tom said handing her the bag.

  “Excuse me one minute,” Ms. Anna replied and walked to Tiffany’s office. Knock knock.

  “Come in!” Tiffany said.

  “Thomas is here,” she said. Tiffany got up from the mat and walked to the front nonchalantly to greet Tom. This would be Tiffany’s fourth time meeting face to face and she never went pass three meets, but from his text Tom was talking numbers.

  “How are you Mr. Thomas?” she asked with a refreshed smile on her face. Even in sweats Tiffany had the glow and essence of a Queen. Tom had to hide his composure, once again he wanted to touch her so bad but Ms. Anna was right there sorting through and tagging his clothes.

  “Great,” he said. “I wanted to invite you to an affair of one of my associates and get your company some superb business.”

  Tiffany was tuned in to what Tom proposed and leaned on the counter. Tom pulled the envelope from his back pocket and handed it to her. He then turned to leave after telling Ms. Anna he will see her the following day to pick up his shirts. Tiffany went back to her office where she knew Messiah watched their every move on camera. She sat on the edge of her desk and opened the envelope to read the beautiful invite. Messiah took the invitation from her so he could read it.

  “Time for work, Daddy,” Tiffany said moving off the desk heading for the exit. Messiah smiled and grabbed their jackets on the way out. “See you later and be safe Ms. Anna!” Tiffany said.

  Outside Messiah opened Tiffany’s door so she could get in being a total gentleman. Ms. Anna screamed on him for not doing it and when off work he brung out his gentleman skills. Messiah hopped in the ride and started on their journey to the projects, they wanted to see a few people before they shake the city.

  Chapter Four

  Tiffany whipped the beautiful ride in the wrap-around drive way of Teflon Mafia’s newest client and to say it was about to be a dirt cheap job would be a fat out lie. The crib displayed such a substantial amount of wealth that for Tiffany it brought back memories of her family’s home. She put the Cadillac CTS in park and grabbed her purse from the passenger seat, exiting the car confident in her appearance. The smell of fresh flowers laced her nose, a euphoric scent that sent her swag through the roof. Tiffany noticed the security guards that walked around the sides of the immaculate home, and the camera right above her head posing as a porch light. She didn’t miss any of the details in her surroundings. She knocked on the door and in less than two seconds a gorgeous woman answered. Tiffany smiled taken aback. She had been expecting a member of the staff to answer.

  “Hey Tiffany!” Mallory greeted, she smiled and stepped inside of her home checking out as much as she could through her Dior shades.

  “How you doing Ms. Jorge?” Tiffany asked while they hugged.

  “I’m doing great. Do you drink?”

  “Yes, I do,” Tiffany replied, removing her shades and followed Mallory to the living area. Mallory was a gorgeous woman, Tiffany had to give her that, she was just as fine as her and that’s one of the many things she appreciated. The world had beautiful and deceitful women. Tiffany had to give the yella’ bone her props, she was working the hell out of some sweat pants and tank top. “What do you have?” She asked.

  “We got that work!” Mallory said looking back at her. “Hennessey, Covousier, Patron, and maybe some wine is left. We just had a party last night and we went through so much liquor for the first time.”

  “Let me get that Patron,” Tiffany said. In the living area Mallory offered Tiffany a seat on the couch and turned the TV off, she was lounging around trying to shake back from the gathering. Mallory left to grab the unopened bottle of Patron, two glasses, and some ice. Tiffany watched Mallory closely.

  Mallory handed her a glass, she waited for her to sit before she took a sip. She didn’t swallow it, trying to make sure Mallory didn’t put any surprises in her drink. “My father’s rival competitor Binx is a thorn in his side.”

  “Binx? What’s the problem?” Tiffany asked.

  “It’s a $200,000 job!” Mallory started. “Binx just came on the scene maybe last year, a peddler now. Dude think our family’s name is lightweight out there in the streets. In the last three months of his reign over his deceased boss’s operation, he’s burned down some of our very profitable businesses, killed over a dozen of our employees, kidnapped, raped, and murdered my eldest sister Myra and my niece Miracle.”

  “I’m sorry to hear about your family,” Tiffany stated while looking in Mallory’s eyes and she could see the evident hurt she felt when she spoke of her sister and niece.

  “We are dealing with it as best as we can. My daddy took m
y mom and younger sister out of the town they begged me to go, but I’m not running from this little foreign pussy motherfucker,” Mallory said raising the glass to her mouth and taking a nice gulp of the liquor.

  “When I feel hurt by a situation, I go up on our contract price and two hundred g’s won’t even make you feel good when it’s done,” Tiffany stated. “You want to set an example to anybody else who come near your family’s organization with plans to destroy it.” Mallory put her glass on the table and opened the tablet that sat on it and then wrote something down and passed it to Tiffany.

  “I would like for you to rid our garden of the snakes,” Mallory stated. Tiffany tore the paper out, crumbled it, and stuffed it between her breasts. Messiah’s birthday was coming up and she wanted to get him something nice and with the price tag given off Binx’s head, he would get a day he will remember.

  “Reasonable!” Tiffany stated taking a sip from her glass. Mallory gave her some much needed details before handing her over a bag full of money as a deposit. Tiffany was feeling some kind of way about this deal and wondered how she would tell Messiah what she charged. The two million dollar deal is the biggest amount that Teflon Mafia ever charged for a hit and it was only because with time and money Messiah’s taste got better and so did their client list. Every year around Messiah’s birthday Tiffany hiked the price up, she loved to see him looking and feeling great about making it to another year.