The Dopeman's Wife: Part I of the Dopeman Trilogy by JaQuavis Coleman Page A

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    Zion wrapped his arm around Nautica’s waist and kissed her on the neck. “I got a surprise for you when we get upstairs,” Zion said as he took the room key from the desk clerk and made their way to the elevator that led to the room.
    Zion was rubbing his dick and Nautica’s ass the whole way to the room. Nautica knew what his surprise was and wasn’t exactly excited about what was about to go down. As soon as they entered the room, he pounced on her. Nautica couldn’t even put down her bags good before he was kissing on her neck.
    “Slow down, Zion. Damn!” Nautica said as he roughly handled her. She knew she couldn’t have sex because of the abortion she’d just undergone. She’d decided that bringing a child into the world wasn’t good for her right now. She couldn’t stand Zion and couldn’t see dealing with him for the next eighteen years. She wanted to give him oral sex before he tried to go all the way, but knew that it would be difficult, especially if he was on ecstasy.
    “Come on! Shit, I’m hard as hell right now.” Zion ripped her blouse open, exposing her breasts. The only thing on his mind was getting inside of Nautica. He had business to handle in an hour, so he wanted to get off before he left.
    Nautica instantly dropped to her knees and began to unbutton his pants. She prayed to God that Zion didn’t pull down her pants, because she still had on the oversized pad that she got from the abortion clinic. I hope this nigga ain’t trying to fuck. What am I going to tell him? He knows I get my period at the beginning of the month and it’s the middle of May. Fuck! I betta give him the best head ever, so he won’t want any sex .
    Nautica wrapped her lips around Zion’s thick pole. He was telling the truth, because he was hard as a rock. She did her best Superhead impersonation, grabbing Zion’s pipe with both of her hands, twisting and massaging it, while she sucked on it. Zion grabbed the back of her head and began to force himself deep inside her mouth. Nautica wanted to gag so badly, but she knew she couldn’t break his concentration, which could have ruined the mood and give him a chance to ask for sex.
    I hate him. He was never this rough in the beginning . Nautica moaned while hitting him off. “Uhmm!” She knew he was about to explode, the way he was pumping.
    Not even a second later, on cue, Zion came in her mouth. He threw his head back in pleasure and grabbed the back of Nautica’s head and forced all of himself down her throat.
    She immediately jerked her head back and spit his semen out. “What the fuck!” Nautica yelled as she wiped her face.
    Zion knew that Nautica hated when he did that. He couldn’t help but smirk at the sight of her spitting his juices out. He quickly wiped the smile off when he remembered how violent he’d been with her the day before. He knew that he had to act extra nice to her for the next couple days to get back in her good graces.
    Zion picked up his Louis Vuitton bookbag that he put the re-up money in. He had them in neat stacks, each rubber band containing five thousand dollars. He pulled out a stack and tossed it to Nautica.
    “Okay, baby, this is for you. I have to go handle some business in the city, but there is a big mall next door. You can go there and pick you up some things while I’m gone.” Zion said nonchalantly.
    “Thanks, Zion,” Nautica whispered without enthusiasm. She flipped through the hundred-dollar bills.
    Zion stuffed the bag back under the bed and got completely naked. He walked into the bathroom to take a shower, so he could get ready to meet his connect.
    Nautica sat up on the bed and held her stomach tightly. She began to think about the abortion. I should have kept my baby. No, fuck that! If I had his baby, he would really think he owned me then.
    Nautica kept replaying the scene at the club in her head. Zion had never put his hands on her, and that took her completely off guard. From that day she knew they