Page 29 of Mercedees: Forever An Atkins
“Never been too proud. I want it, Akira,” he stated closing the very small gap between us.
Looking up into his face, I damn near buckled. He was too fine for his own good. Anybody that called this man anything but sexy was a flat-out liar. However, nothing could get me to admit it.
“I prefer pussy. I’m flattered though. Monica, give me some of everything,” I said finally walking away.
“Even the shrooms?” Monica asked.
“Yeah, I’m getting ready to hit the club, and I ain’t letting shit kill my vibe. How much it’s gon’ run me?”
“One sec.” While she added up my total, Ashaun rested on the back wall not giving too much. Nevertheless, his eyes followed my every move. If it was anyone else, I would’ve felt uncomfortable. For some reason, that feeling never came with him. “It’s $1,250.”
Digging in my purse, I pulled out my black card and extended it in her direction. Before she could take it from me, Ashaun was placing a rack of blue faces on the counter. I smirked annoyingly at his gesture. I ain’t never needed a nigga to pay for shit. Monica was hesitant about whose currency to take.
Laughing, I said, “I ain’t mad at cha.”
Stepping back, I let him pay for our substances that were soon to be abused. We walked back to the front carrying two separate bags. I was over this little run in with Ashaun. Sage Springs had never aggravated me the way it did tonight.Thankfully, the place I was headed was much more secluded and enjoyable.
With my phone ringing, I screened the call from my watch. Seeing that it was someone I actually wanted to see, I answered.
“You called at a good time,” I said wearing a small smile.
“Is that so? I want to see you tonight. Can I come through?” she questioned.
“Meet me at The Elevator in twenty.”
“On my way,” she said ending the call.
I was done with Leafica so there was no need in lallygagging. I had pussy waiting on me. In a much better mood than before, I turned to Ashaun saying, “Enjoy yourself love. I got to go.”
Throwing up the deuces, I walked out the door with a one track mind. Still not letting a bitch be, he was trailing me to my car. I ain’t know if it was him being a gentleman or what. Hell, to be honest, I truly didn’t give a fuck.
“The Elevator, what’s that?” he inquired wearing a smirk.
“Nothing you’ll be interested in. Goodbye Ashaun.” I opened my car door and hopped in without so much as another word. Without looking over, I started the ignition and pulled off.
As soon as I came to my first red light, I rummaged through my bag and pulled out the jar of shrooms. Psilocybin always granted me a good time and since wet pussy was waiting to sit on my face, I was overly excited. Once I got my share down, there was a knock on my window. Immediately, I grabbed my Glock by my steering wheel and pointed it to the left of me.
Ashaun stood there with that same lame smirk as if we wasn’t in the middle of the street. I could tell this crazy shit was up his alley, and it oddly turned me on seeing that he didn’t care. Horns were blowing, and he’d yet to budge. I released a deep breath out of irritation, threw my car in park, and hopped out. I was more than annoyed with him, and he knew it.
“Muthafucka, are you trying to die? What the hell, Ashaun?” I shouted.
“A nigga just trying to have a good time, that’s all. Tell me ‘bout this Elevator shit.”
“I ain’t telling you shit. Get the fuck away from me, Ashaun. I’m tired of saying that shit, too. Me and you ain’t happening. You blowing me before I even get my high, bro’. Go find something to do and leave me the fuck alone!”
With that, I hopped back in my whip and sped off. I wasn’t a rude bitch, but Ashaun’s persistence was taking me there. Mercedees and her rendezvous was more than enough stress. Now I was dealing with a fine ass nigga that wanted to breathe the same air as me by any means. I didn’t need this shit right now.
I cruised through the city until I was in close proximity of The Elevator. The building appeared to be nothing more than a worn down warehouse. However, it was anything but. Nairobi wanted her place to be in plain sight. Many individuals passed by it without so much as a second thought.
The contents of the place was filled with desires one could only fathom. Since Nairobi and I had history, I was offered a diamond membership. I accepted it without hesitation. This was the only sex club in Sage Springs that allowed you to do you without restrictions. Of course, she had her rules and regulations but for the most part, you could be yourself.
Pulling into the parking lot, I noticed there was little to no spaces left. I knew what that meant causing my lil’ mood to go up another notch. I copped a spot behind a silver and blue corvette. The parking lot was full of money.
Checking my makeup one last time in the visor, I added another layer of lip gloss, dabbed at the highlighter on my cheeks, then sat back with satisfaction. Flipping the visor up, I hit my neck, wrists, and ankles with more of my perfume beforestepping out. A call came through on my cell right as I was shutting the door. I reached back inside to grab it. Seeing that it was my entertainment for the night, I answered.
“What’s up?”
“I’m on level three and it’s mellow. You want something more live?” she inquired.
