Aleesha and Savage had three homes now, including one in Oakland. They had home offices in every one of them, where they handled the business for the shops in the perspective county. This helped them save money from buying hotel rooms for weeks on end, and it was a place where they could escape. Only the few they trusted knew of their different homes and were allowed to come visit.
Once they touched down in Oakland, Aleesha and Savage went straight to their beautiful baby blue one-story 3-bedroom/2-bathroom house. A fence was put around the property, and the only opening was the swinging gate for the driveway. The whole front yard was cemented down, and the grass area had been replaced by a rock garden, which included a water fountain in the middle. It may have been in a good neighborhood, but they didn’t take any chances. In this home, just like in the other two, a top of the line security system was set up including an alarm and hidden cameras, and could be viewed at any time from either one of their laptops or tablets.
They arrived the night before their meeting so they had some time to relax. Once inside, Aleesha decided to make dinner for the both of them as they discussed business. They both were in the kitchen, and while she was cooking the food, Savage was sitting at the counter on a barstool rolling up some Soul Assassin.
“Have you talked to cuzzo?” he asked while lighting the blunt.
“Who Eli?” she asked. Eli was her 20-year-old cousin on her father’s side, who they decided to let manage High Roller’s. “Nah not yet,” she responded.
“Shit call that nigga and tell him to come through. I ain’t seen my lil’ nigga in a minute.”
“Babe, he’s probably at work right now.”
“Man, call that nigga over. He should be closin’ up the shop in a few minutes anyway. And I need some wax,” he said, before taking another hit and passing the blunt to Aleesha.
“You wrong,” she said with a laugh, “take yo ass up there to get some wax. Lazy ass.” She took a hit from the blunt and passed it back to him, not trying to get too high so she wouldn’t burn the food.
“You would be lazy too if you just drove that long ass distance,” he said taking a hit of the weed. “And plus, I’m tryna get into somethin’ right now,” he said as he rose up from the barstool. He put the blunt out and walked toward Aleesha, eyeing her seductively. He got behind her and started rubbing on her body and kissing her neck.
“Ooh baby,” she said through soft moans.
Savage turned her around and they began kissing intensely. He picked her up and set her on the counter, as he planted soft kisses on her neck and chest. He lifted her shirt above her head and undid her bra strap, then took her left nipple in his mouth and gently sucked on it. Then he unbuckled her pants and slid them down to her ankles along with her neon green lace panties, as she laid back on the counter and put her legs in the air. He went straight for his prize box. Her pussy was already slippery wet when he slowly licked her succulent clit, and his manhood got hard as a rock.
“Mmmmm,” Aleesha moaned, grabbing a hold of his dreads.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Man, who the fuck is that?” Savage asked, getting up and wiping his soon-to-be wife’s juices away from his mouth. Aleesha quickly jumped off the counter and slid her underwear and pants back on.
“It might be Eli babe,” she said to him as she hurriedly put the rest of her clothes on.
“I thought you said you ain’t talked to him yet?” he questioned her.
“Yeah I haven’t but he knew we would be out here either today or tomorrow. And who else would be knocking on the door.”
“Fuck man, I want some pussy.”
“Shut up babe,” Aleesha said, laughing. “Just go answer the door so I can finish cooking.”
Savage left the kitchen and went to answer the door. “Who the fuck is it?” he asked after he got to the door. He had already looked through the peep hole and seen that it was Eli, but he decided to mess with him.
“Bruh, it’s Eli,” Eli yelled through the door.
“Who?” Savage questioned as if he didn’t know.
“Nigga, open up the door,” Eli said right as Savage was opening the door. Eli was 5’10 with a head full of dreads. He resembled the rapper Ace Hood and had a mouth full of gold teeth.
“Wassup lil’ nigga?” Savage asked as him and Eli exchanged dap.
“Shit, I just came from seein’ Tia. I didn’t think y’all would be out here until tomorrow but I saw yo whip outside.”
“Shit it’s cool. I was just tellin’ Leelee to call yo ass over,” Savage said, letting Eli in and shutting the door behind them.
“Oh for real, bruh? Well shit I’m here now. Ay, I made some fire ass wax bruh,” Eli said as they walked down the hallway.
“Hell yeah, tell me you got some on you.”
“Of course bruh, I got a whole eighth on me.”
“Shit go get the bong,” Savage told him as they finally made their way to the kitchen.
“Wassup Leelee? Damn it smells good in here,” Eli said to his cousin when he entered the room, immediately forgetting to go get the bong. The smell of fried cabbage wafted in the kitchen, and Eli immediately felt hunger pains.
“Heyyy cousin!” Aleesha exclaimed when she saw him. She ran over to him and gave him a big hug. “Man how have you been, I swear it seems like forever and it’s only been a couple of months. How’s Tia doing?” she asked.
“Man I know bruh, and she good. I just came from over there. She asked about you and she wanna see you,” he told her, taking a seat at the table across from Savage.
“Oh fa sho’. I’ll hit her up tomorrow. I’m surprised yo ass ain’t at work though,” she said as she walked back to the stove and continued cooking.
“I know bruh. Tia was hungry so I went and got her somethin’ to eat. I was headed back over there but I saw the car so I just dropped by.”
“You know you always welcome too. I was gone wait ‘til after my meeting tomorrow to come and surprise yo ass. But I’m glad you did. Are you hungry? The food is almost done.”
“Hell yeah.”
Eli went and grabbed the bong first, then motioned for Aleesha to come join him and Savage at the table. Eli took the wax out of his pocket and started using the blow torch to heat the bowl on the bong. When it was hot enough, he scrapped the wax onto the bowl and they all took a hit. Twenty minutes later, after they were done choking off the wax and had smoked a blunt, they were all definitely ready to eat.
“Damn, is the food ready?” Savage asked Aleesha while she was checking the food.
“Yes, nigga, I’m making the plates right now,” Aleesha said, making everyone laugh. She made all three of them big healthy plates of fried chicken strips, homemade macaroni and cheese, cabbage, and corn bread, with a cup of cherry Kool-Aid on the side.
After they all finished stuffing their faces, Savage lit a blunt up while they sat around the table and talked.
“Ay bruh, you know somebody finally got to them niggas that killed Antonio,” Eli mentioned, with a look of sadness coming over his face. Antonio was Eli’s best friend, who was more like a family member, and who was helping him manage High Roller’s when it first opened. They were robbed one day, and the perpetrators killed Antonio in the process.
“Whaaatttt?” Aleesha asked with emphasis, trying to act surprised. “They finally caught up to them niggas huh?”
“Hell yeah, that shit’s been all on the news. Everybody was lookin’ for them niggas and somebody finally caught ‘em. Bruh I’m mad that I didn’t get to ‘em first. Bitch niggas,” Eli said with hostility in his voice.
“Well, just be glad you didn’t. You don’t need that shit on your conscious,” Aleesha honestly stated.
“Fuck a conscious bruh, that was fam,” Eli said with hurt in his eyes. “And that could’ve been me in that casket.”
“I know cuzzo,” Aleesha said as she starting thinking deeply on what her cousin had just told her. “I’m glad it wasn’t you. That shit fucked everybody up. But just let that shit be where it’s at now. They got theirs.”
“I know. But ay bruh, what time y’all shootin’ to Scarface’s?” Eli asked, trying to change the subject.
“Tomorrow afternoon, why wassup lil’ nigga?” Savage asked, finally engaging in the conversation as he passed the blunt to Aleesha.
“Shit bruh, makin’ sure I’m gon’ have the shit ready at the shop if y’all drop off,” Eli answered.
“Oh fa sho’. I’ma call you as soon as we leave his shit,” Savage vowed.
“Aight, bruh, well I’m ‘bout to shoot to the house. Hit me tomorrow.”
“You ain’t tryna finish the blunt?” Savage asked with raised eyebrows.
“Nah bruh y’all face that, enjoy y’all night,” Eli said getting up from the table. He hugged Aleesha and gave dap to Savage.
“Aight cuzzo, love you. Drive safe and tell Tia I’ll hit her up tomorrow,” Aleesha said as he began walking out the kitchen.
“Aight bruh,” Eli said, exiting out the room.
“Aight, me dread head bruddah!” Savage yelled out in a Jamaican accent, making everyone laugh.
Eli left, and the couple were left alone again.
“So, after this blunt ...” Savage started as Aleesha passed him the blunt, “I’m ‘bout to finish what I started earlier.”
“And what was that?” Aleesha playfully asked.
“Oh you don’t remember huh?”
He put the blunt out and got up from the table.
“No I don’t, and why did you put the blunt out?” she asked with a wide grin.
“Oh you don’t remember this D, huh?” he asked her, pulling out his rock hard dick. He grabbed her arm, stood her up and turned her around.
“Damn daddy!” she exclaimed as he unbuckled her pants and pulled them down, along with her underwear. He bent her over the table and smacked her ass. Her kitty was soaking wet as he smoothly entered her, and he started beating it up. “Ooh damn babe,” she moaned as her juices oozed down her leg.
Savage’s long, fat dick was hitting all of Aleesha’s spots with each stroke. She started busting nut after nut as he pumped her fat, warm, juicy pussy. Thirty minutes later, he came and busted all over her round, fat ass. Then they walked to the master bedroom and into the restroom, took a shower together, then cuddled and fell asleep naked on their California king bed.