Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Neo

"Whey yuh deh yasso a do?" (what are you doing here?)

Neeky caught me sunbathing naked in the backyard two days later. Having had my hair trimmed to almost scalp, I thought the next step was to deepen my skin tone. Our resources confirmed that Rusty Cock was planning cleansing of a community where he had some enemies. That should happen later that week and I wanted to be prepared. I knew I stood out, therefore darkening my skin would make me fit in with the crowd.

The Hagley Park community was where Rusty Cock planned to attack. There was talk on the backstreets about Point Blank wiping out the Hot Dawgs. Rusty's MO was moving into the area in the still of the night when everyone was asleep and icing men, women, children, and animals. Our mission was to end Rusty's terror once and for all. Therefore, our plan was to move as quickly as possible.

"Bringing out my African side."

She laughed. "What nonsense. Did you use suntan lotion? I hate the smell of roasting flesh."

I held up the tube. "All nice a smoothed down. I'll be real toasty in no time."

"Anyway, we move out at dusk. We want to get there and link with our contacts."

The rest of the day was spent planning the mission. I was hoping Uncle's source of information was correct and that he didn't have mole in his camp. What if this person worked for both sides? What if our mission was a trap. All these questions plagued me as we spent the day organizing weapons and people. Since I was new to this country and knew nothing, I relied on Uncle to lead the way.

My job was execution once we got there. We had a rough layout of the community and planted a few locals at strategic locations. Some were on watch from the days before, keeping a lookout for Rusty's crew. I was highly anticipating some action, especially slitting Rusty's throat.

As we packed our stuff and got ready to leave, I remembered the conversation with Mass Joe and how he thought he might be my great grandfather. Upon leaving him that day, I'd promised him that we would take a DNA test to settle the matter so he could be at ease. I didn't know my great grandmother or my grandfather, and he would be the only link to those relatives. I also wanted this to be true to tell my mother when I returned home.

At dusk, when we moved out. I pushed the conversation with Mass Joe aside and concentrated on the mission at hand. We drove the SUV, Neeky behind the wheel as usual, but this time Uncle rode round the back seat and I shotgun.

"Are we all set?" Uncle asked.

I twiddled the nunchaku in my hand and looked at Uncle through the rear-view mirror. "We're good."

"I know you're anxious to get some action but be careful. These boys are trigger happy."

"Uncle these boys you talk about, how'd they become badmen … as you Jamaicans like to call them?"

"Some of them are recruited by the gangs while others seek out ways of making trouble."

"Would you say they were born into the family of the gang?"

Uncle stared keenly at me through the mirror. "Not at all."

I turned in my seat to look at him. "Then Uncle, these badmen won't know real badness until they've met someone born in it."

I could see a smile curve Neeky's lips as Uncle nodded. "You got a point my boy. You are a rare breed indeed. Born to Melody and Adriano … they won't know what hit them."

We rode the rest of the way in silence, around half an hour due to the evening traffic. It was easier to enter the community during the busy hours so as not to attract too much attention. Once the three of us were settled, one of the kings left with the SUV around ten o'clock that night. Ten o'clock was the hour that most parties got started, the bars were opened, and people played dominoes in front of the shops.

Our humble abode was Miss Enid's guest house, a/k/a fuck house. You could smell the stale sweat and bodies as you strolled the halls, not to mention weed and cigarette odors. Once a reputable establishment for visitors, it soon became a place for ‘couples' to meet for hook-up after Miss Enid passed away. Now operated by two of her grandkids, it was the ideal place for us to hide.

Out front was a restaurant and bar, while a chicken coup was out in the back yard. Behind the coup was a fence leading to a concrete canal, otherwise known locally as a ‘gully', which was empty of water unless it rained heavily. However, we knew the gully was a route for the gunmen who were entering the community.

Uncle went to his room to take a short nap before we headed out while Neeky wrapped a weed and lit it. I sat on a wooden chair at a small table in the corner of our room, contemplating the situation. It was then I noticed how quiet Neeky had been all night. I looked up and saw her bleak disposition.

"Babes, what's eating you?"

She shrugged. "Nothing."

I got up and strolled over to where she stood near the small window. The room was tiny with hardly any space to move around, and the window had three wooden blades, just enough for some fresh air.

"I know something's bothering you."

Taking a shaky breath, she grounded venomously, "I can't believe that man's your great grandfather!"

"I'm not so sure about that. Is that what's bothering you?"

"No," she seemed to be getting more irritated. "He knew all along why my parents were killed and said nothing. I don't think I can forgive him for that."

"Neeky, he said he was afraid of Rusty and cohorts."

She leaned her head back against the wall. I've known him all my life, and he didn't say shit. When we decided to ask questions, I thought that maybe he knew what gangs ran the area back in the day. I had no idea that he actually saw anything!"

I got where she was coming from, and it was really fucked up. The man could have at least said something to someone. The idea that he kept quiet all these years about my grandfather's paternity was beginning to piss me off as well. And even if the paternity turned out false, he was still a dick for not acknowledging that he might have had a son.

I stepped closer, wrapping her in my arms. She twisted around and rested the back of her head on my shoulder while she put out the weed.

"Neither will I forgive the dude. He ain't got no damn spine. If he's my relative, then my mom bypassed his genes by a million miles."

"Your mom is a badass, I respect her a lot."

"Babes, don't let what he did get under your skin. We need you ready and alert for tonight. Hmm?"

"That's it?"

"Well, he'll soon croak, so no use keeping a grudge."

She twisted to face me again, her brows creased. "That's really it?"

"That's all I got. No use getting worked up over that old man."

"Oh my God, I need to call Papa," she said, feeling my forehead. "I think you're coming down with something."

"Very funny. Now tell me why yuh looking at me like dat."

"No smart-ass comment about sex?" she stared at me, her brown eyes gleaming in the fluorescent light. "Like … you'll make me feel better or something?"

"Oh Baby, I might not say it, but I'm always thinking it," I smirked. "I never disappoint."

I ran my hand gently down the front of her t-shirt, lingering on her belly, allowing my fingers to slide ever so slightly over her pelvis. She didn't protest and I figured she needed something to take her through the night. Damn, just the thought of slitting Rusty Cock's throat made my dick hard. Thinking about it caused a surge of adrenaline to rush over me.

I pushed her up against the wall with her back to me. She gasped as her breasts were crushed by the wall. I took a lock of her hair and pulled her head back, reaching forward to plant hot lips on her neck. She let out a cat like sound as I ran my tongue along the ridge of her chin. My hand found the zipper on her jeans and released it.

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Neeky

He crushed my breasts against the wall and ran a hot fiery tongue down my neck. His hand on my bare skin was like live wires and I felt like I was being electrocuted.

This man knew how to awaken every fiber, every cell in my body. Every waking moment I thought about him, his love, the way he cherishes me. I couldn't get enough of him and that scared me.

I twisted around to face him, pulling his head down for a kiss. This was risky having sex here in this fuck house when we were on a mission. But that"s what made it more fascinating.

I slipped out of my jeans and panties. As Neo pressed me up against the wall, I wrapped my thighs around his waist.

I groaned as his sugary dick slid into me. I never had sex like this before where my body was totally out of control. This man owned my heart, my body, and even my soul. Every thrust, every kiss, every movement was soul stirring.

Out of my mind, I jammed my teeth into his shoulder. He yelled and slammed me harder. I bit deeper into his flesh tasting his blood. I felt like I was going crazy. I knew I was crazy in love, but this was maddening. Although I couldn't get enough of this, I couldn't stand it anymore.

An earsplitting screech emitted from me as my body spasmed with my explosive orgasm. Neo's grunts and roars were like a distant sound to me now, as every fiber in my body shattered with this euphoria.

He held me tightly as the remnants of his orgasm subsided inside me. I could feel the pulsing of his dick which I loved. We didn"t want to let each other go, and we tumbled to the small bed in the room laying there as we held each other in the same position that we just fucked.