Book 1 [ The Untitled Series ] by Brea Isome (e book free reading txt) 📖

it was fitting for a store name. It sold expensive - and mostly stolen - clothes at cheap prices for all of the hood to enjoy. Needless to say, it was always packed.

This day was no different. I parked on the street and stepped out, immediately noticing the line that was wrapped damn near around the corner. The store was usually open by noon, it was ten minutes after.

I opened, letting the workers in first to prepare themselves and a few minutes later I allowed customers to start filing in.

" I'll be back." I told Alexus, who was the assistant manager as well as my best friend. " I'm going to go open the corner store."

Alexus glanced at me with a knowing look before grabbing my arm and pulling me to an empty corner in the store. " I know this look."

" what look ?" I asked folding my arms over my chest, before I realized how defensive that looked. Sighing, I dropped my arms. " I dont want to talk about it."

" you never do, but I already know." She kissed my cheek and smiled at me. " don't worry, that nigga know where home is."

I smiled a little too, and enveloped her in a hug. I was fairly tall for a female, all of 5 feet and nine inches, and seeing how Alexus and I saw almost eye to eye, we were a perfect fit.

I left there and leaving my car walked all of thirty seconds to the corner to open the corner store. The corner store didn't have a name, it just was what it was. And it was the only corner store for four blocks in either direction so it got a fair amount of business, but because it was so small there, there were only two workers and me. Hell, I sometimes ended up moving boxes and mopping floor if the need arose. It was open from Twelve pm to twelve am. Which means that every night at midnight I was trudging there in my pajamas to close up.

Opening the store I immediately went to the back room to open mail, crunch number and make orders. That took three hours.

Then I went back to Liny. Business had slowed a fair amount, but the store was by no means empty. I was there until 5, helping, sweeping, doing paper work, everything.

I picked up Drayal and went back to Liny where I fed her and let her play on a blanket that I laid out on the floor all while sitting in the back office handling business.

At nine o'clock it was lock up time.
I took Drayal home- an empty home beside Pip, who I let out into the back yard- bathed her, and put her to bed.
I wanted to call Dryan, but I was too sleepy.

I woke up at midnight to my alarm screeching at me. It was time to go close the corner store and I was dreading it. I had fallen asleep on the floor in Drayal's room, right below her crib, for what reason, I don't know.

There was nothing good about waking Drayal up in the middle of the night to drag her down the street and back. I looked out the window to see if my father's car was outside and it was so I decided it would be safe for a few minutes. If she woke up crying- which never happened at home- my father would be more than happy taking care of her.

He spent more time with " Cynthia " than he spent with me. It was weird. The first eighteen years of my life I couldn't wait for him to come see me. Every month I would be excited as hell, unable to sleep for two and sometimes even three days before he showed up. And when he finally arrived we always spent the whole day together, shopping, eating, everything. There was one time when I was ten we went and got our faces painted. I knew that he thought it was stupid, but just the fact that he was there with me doing anything I wanted, always made me feel so high.
Now, it was just different. We rarely saw eachother, and when we did, it just wasn't the same. But he never missed an oportunnity to care for Drayal.

I let Pip back in the house so that he could eat and drink and ultimately fall asleep on on his bed that was in the basement.

The corner store was busy, with a bunch of niggas trying to buy rolling papers and condoms at the last minute so I waited on the side for a few minutes until the flow of people slowed to close up.

" so I was thinking-"

" no." I interjected Ramone's statement. He was the main cashier and he asked for the same thing every night at closing. He wanted a raise.

Ramone chuckled, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. " you don't even know what I want."

" ofcourse I do, Ramone. You're already making twenty dollars an hour plus free health care, what else could you possibly want?" My father paid his employees very well, the ones on the street but especially the ones in the stores.

" well-"

" don't answer that ! Take yo ass home so that you can be here in the morning. Maybe if your ass stop taking extra breaks to sleep in the stock room you might get some extra cash."

" how-how-"

This time it was my turn to chuckle. " I got eyes in the back of my fucking head, okay? Now, go home and take care of my baby." I said, referring to his new born daughter. I pushed him playfully down the street.

" aw, it's like that?" He asked, walking backward down the street, and into the dark. " then go home and take care of my baby, too."

I didn't respond, just finished locking up and turned to go back to my car.
And there he was, Dryan, leaning against my car just staring at me. I couldn't see his face but I knew it was him. Everything from his posture to his build told me that it was him.

 

Chapter Five

 

I walked closer, stopping a couple of steps away to avoid us touching. " what?" I asked quietly, glancing around to make sure that we weren't in sight of any people before looking back at my man. He didn't hesitate to take the last two steps so that he was standing under the glow of the street light, close up on me and towering over my smaller frame. I loved how small I felt in comparison.

I took a step back, he followed, and that continued until we were both in the dark again, but this time pressed against the side of the store.
Dryan leaned down, no doubt to kiss me, but I turned my head to avoid such contact.

" you always walk away from me when we argue, and you know how that makes me feel but you do it anyway."

His lips brushed softly across the shell of my ear, causing my body to become rigid. " I do it so shit don't turn bad."

" it's already bad!" I whined, pushing him away and trying to retreat to my car. Ofcourse, I couldn't move fast enough because Dryan grabbed me up and pressed me back against the wall.

" its not, I promise you."

" then what is this? Arguing and disagreeing all the time?"

Instead of answering he leaned down, and faster than I could block him, he kissed me. Once our lips touched I was like putty in his hands, and he knew it. Every advantage that could be taken, was. With his tongue parting my lips and his hands gripping my ass firmly, I had no choice but to submit.

His lips trailed from where our heated tongues had been joined, to my neck.

I could feel the light scraping of his teeth across my sensitive skin causing me to breath in deeply. " I'm tired of this, Dryan." I whispered, so softly because it was hard for me to find my voice. It was a lie, though. I wasn't sure if I could ever be tired of him, not while I was so in love.

" no, you not."

" i- aah." I moaned deeply as his lips latched onto my neck and sucked hard, making what would be a hickey, as well as making my pussy release its juices in anticipation for more.
Dryan lifted me with no effort so that my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. He pushed me back against the brick harshly, forcing another moan to be released.

Our lips found eachother's again, and this kiss was more charged than the first one, with more biting, sucking, and moaning. Between our bodies, his dick began to rise and nestle itself comfortably inbetween the lips of my covered pussy. All I could imagine was stripping down and feeling him, for real.

Our lips slowly seperated, but we didnt. Our foreheads leaned against eachother's and our breaths mingled as we both panted.

" I gotta-" I pecked his lips, cutting off his sentence briefly. " I gotta make this run across town real quick."

"nooooooooooo." I whined softly, wrapping my legs tighter around him, and clasping my hands behind his neck.

" you know what it is, Sy, so don't do that."

" please, but I'm so wet, daddy."

Dryan's eyes closed for a few seconds like he was trying to keep his composure, before opening again. " you always wet."

" but not like this. I want you to feel how wet, how hot-"

" dont." He commanded forcefully.

" but it's all for you, D."

His hands moved from my ass to my waist, tightening in the process and making my body shiver. " I'll be back in a hour or two, and I'm coming straight to you. Okay?"

" one more kiss? Please, Dryan?" I pleaded, trying to lock our lips together, but he wouldn't let me.
" one more kiss is all it would take for me to miss this pick up. So get down."
I rolled my eyes and sighed, releasing my tight grip on him so that he could place me back on my feet. " I'm going to bed so don't come by."
" stop that. Yo crybaby ass always want to catch a attitude when shit don't go yo way."
" so do you."
He lifted my head quickly so that I was looking up into his eyes. " Leave yo fucking window open. When I come through I want you in bed waiting for me." When I didn't answer he pulled me back into the comfort of his body for a quick hug. " and you better let that attitude go before I fuck it out of you."

" I'll take option B."

He chuckled. " you better be sure you can handle that before you choose it, babygirl, cause this ain't the first time you chose it and couldn't take it."

I breathed deeply as a shiver passed through my body. " you think I can't?"

" I know yo lil ass can't, even though you always wanna be big and bad."

He kissed the top of my head and released me. " now go home."

I didn't respond, just retreated to my car while he disappeared around