Teflon Mafia (2 page)

Tiffany saw Tom coming her way and thought how she hated for his fat sweaty ass to touch her. She had to make it look like they were some type of item, but a muthafucka’ had to be out they damn mind to think that she was fucking Tom.
 

“Hey baby,” he kissed her on the lips and she almost threw up in her own mouth. She was so glad this shit was almost over. The men watched as Tom palmed her ass thinking what a lucky bastard. Tiffany cringed knowing if Messiah was anywhere near this act, Tom would have a bullet between his eyes-- a minute ago before Tiffany arrived.

“Hey daddy let’s take this to your office.” She played it off so she could get her money and shake.

They walked to the office where Tom closed the door wishing that Tiffany were really his woman. She was the kind of woman that you could take home to mom, but the job she had was too much to deal with and his heart attack wasn’t too far away. Tiffany took the trash bag from the purse she had thrown over her shoulders. The plastic bag that she handed him contained the pictures and the bloody hands of his ex-employer. Tom opened it, pulled out Luke’s hand, and the sight made him jump back. Tiffany snapped a picture of him.

“Why the hell you just take my picture?” He was pissed.

“It’s called insurance muthafucka’! I could walk out of here and your bitch ass can sail me up the river the minute I leave. And if you do-- I’m pulling you under with me,” she promised him and smiled because he held the bloody bag.

“I am not going to call the police,” he promised her. “I would only be incriminating myself!” he said.

“Yeah whatever, just gives me my money so I can go and it better be cash!” Tiffany warned him.

“I got you love.” Tom tried to be smooth and handed her a large envelope that held fifty thousand dollars. That was a small fee since it was an easy kill. Tiffany always liked to give people a great deal for the service that they provided-everybody enjoyed a bargain.

“Thanks!” she got up to walk out the door when she heard. “I love you,” fall from Tom’s mouth but the looks said it all.

“Ya’ll always do.” She knew that it was coming and didn’t know why men find hit women so sexy. She shook and laughed as she exited the building.

Tiffany jumped back in the rental and headed to her Messiah who was most likely impatiently waiting on her. They both have cell phones but never used them when in the middle of a job. The phones were for personal use only. If you needed their services, you would have to leave your contact information on their website.

Chapter 3

Messiah sat on the full size bed in a little rundown motel. They never checked into any place that required ID, they couldn’t risk the wrong place wrong time situation.
The cheaper the better
. He kept getting up to look out the window to check for his woman, it was a nerve problem he developed since they’d became committed to one another. Messiah never met with the client because most were men that called so Tiffany would always seal the deal.

Messiah was cool with that, he wasn’t a people person and most of the time when he was around men with Tiffany he would be on the verge of killing they ass for gawking at his woman like she was a piece of meat. She was thick in all the right places and yes her body made many men want to scream and some cry. Messiah jumped off of the bed looking out the window again wondering where she was; he hated that she had that effect on him. If she was out of his sight for more than an hour he would become insecure. That shit wasn’t cool, but he couldn’t help it, Messiah just felt he never had enough to offer a woman like her.

He stood six foot four, a hundred and eighty nine pounds, long dreads that hung to the middle of his back that he kept curly so it looked like a mane of a lion; he had a neat goatee and hazel eyes. The nigga was fine but he didn’t care about his looks all he knew was that his money wasn’t right. He was waiting for the big lick so he could buy his baby a beach house
on
the beach so she will never have to ask about it again, she can just step out her front door. To say the least Messiah was a worrywart, he always thought something was going to go wrong and that Tiffany would end up hurt and not make her way back to him. What he didn’t know is that she’s more dangerous than most men that he knew, including him.

****

The gray Charger that Tiffany was driving pulled into the hotel lot. When Messiah spotted it, he grabbed his bag and headed out the door. Tiffany was out the car headed toward the room. He stopped her, “Where are you going you know it’s time to check the hell up out of here?” He was big on time frames.

“I have to piss if you don’t mind.” Tiffany was full of attitude and that was one of the reasons he loved her.

“Man hurry your ass up always got to piss and shit! You know we got a fucking plane to catch.” They lived here, there, and everywhere never locking themselves in to a lease or gave info about who they are.

“Where are we headed anyway?” Tiffany wanted to know.

“Girl, if you don’t get the fuck in there and piss you going to be headed to the hospital after I pop your ass.” Messiah joked, he was very playful and that’s why Tiffany loved him. She needed someone that could bring joy to her life. Even if he said some shit like that it’s the life they lived and he was the only one that could talk to her in the manner.

Tiffany was coming out the bathroom ready to move on to who knows where. Even though she loved living life on the edge she often wished that they had a place to call home. Well she did have a place to call home but she never went there, she let the maid have the place but she knew that she was always welcomed. Yet the spirits that lived in that house would never let her rest. She wanted a place that belonged only to her and Messiah.

Messiah was already in the driver seat, which was cool with her ‘cause she enjoyed riding more. As she got in the car Messiah watched that entire ass spill into the seat and all he could say was “Good God.” He was ready to fuck right there in the car plus he hadn’t touched her body in four days. Not ‘cause he didn’t want to ‘cause he did, but Tiffany never allowed them to have sex the week of a mission cause she say the relaxation of sex takes away your strength. And it takes twenty four to forty eight hours to get that strength back. And they never had that much time to waste after they meet with the person that hired them and signed a contract. Tiffany and Messiah would watch the victim for two days tops after that the person was a done dollar.

Tiffany felt Messiah’s hand rub her ass she giggled, “Siah don’t do that baby.” She was in love with the way he loved her body because she was not a stick figure girl so she was grateful that he enjoyed all she had to offer.

“Girl it’s been four days, you know I need this shit in my life boo.” Messiah’s ten-inch dick was hard as Chinese arithmetic and either she would top him off or get up and get it down.

“You know that I got you boo as soon as we plant our feet in our new home.” She knew they weren’t going back to the last place they were before-- they never did rewind.

Messiah squeezed her breast “Damn, I love your sexy ass.” Tiffany giggled she love the love her man was giving her at the moment.

“You sexy as hell too daddy now drive this car so I can get you home and suck your dick while you smoke a blunt.” Messiah blushed cause that’s what tiffany did for him, made him feel like a boss at all times.

“Yes ma’am,” he stated as he pulled into traffic loving the life that he was living. Things had not always been so great for Messiah, he came from a fucked up family where his mother was his sister and his grandmother was his mother. His mom got pregnant with him at twelve because she was hot in the pants. His grandmother decided that she would take on the mother role for Messiah because his mom was way too young. But by the time he was ten Messiah’s real mother had eight kids that he thought were his nieces and nephews until one night his grandmother got mad and began to fuss at his mother Sadie.

“Ever since I took Messiah off your hands and acted as if I was his mother, you’ve been popping babies out like you crazy. You way too damn young to have all these kids. You shouldn’t be twenty three years of age with nine kids,”
he heard his grandmother fuss at his mother. She didn’t care because she was getting a nice welfare check for all those kids that kept her looking fly.

Messiah’s grandmother died shortly after he found out that she was not his mother. He was twelve, she passed and his real mother was now 25 with two more kids to the eight she already had. Messiah had had enough of not eating or having to share clothing with so many people. He couldn’t take it anymore that’s when he decided to hit the street, he was making good money too until his birth mother Sadie found out and wanted a cut.

Messiah felt it was bullshit because she never did shit for him or any of the other kids. They never knew him as big brother, they all called him Uncle Siah. He never changed that cause in his eyes his grandmother was his mother. Messiah gave her money for a little while, but it was never enough so by the age of fifteen he left and never looked back. The best thing to this very day that ever happened to him was meeting Tiffany, she changed his world overnight.

*****

 
Tiffany and Messiah landed on the West Coast and were getting comfortable in a nice new spacious condo. Messiah dropped their biggest duffle in the living room on the floor and Tiffany ran them a shower. It was one of their favorite places together, before she could get the words out Messiah was ass naked with his dick swinging between his legs. She stripped all her clothes off and went into the smaller duffle, pulling out soap and towels then joined her man. Messiah smacked her on her ass; pulled her hair, and kissed her with all the passion he possessed making her moan when he released her lips from his. Denying that Messiah lacked affection, Tiffany was blessed by a high power for a love like Messiah’s, it was a touch she fell in love with. His whole aggressive aura turned her on to the point of cumming just by looking at him. Dude was one of a kind and if any bitch or any nigga thought for a split second she would let Messiah go was a dead issue- literally.

She felt his dick knocking against her thighs and sometimes she felt like Messiah’s dick knew just where to go when it rocked up. Tiffany couldn’t go any longer than him when it came down to their sexual appetite for one another. It didn’t matter how many days they didn’t sex, long as they knew it was guaranteed satisfaction.

Tiffany backed away and continued to lather the towel up, she was in full catering mode now washing his body from head down to in between his toes. The showerhead spilled on them rinsing Messiah’s body for Tiffany then she passed the towel to him. He lathered her towel up and she stood before him, it was time to TURN UP. Messiah started from her feet on up and soon as he got in between her pussy lips she lifted her right leg resting it on his shoulder while he thoroughly cleaned her pussy and made her cum at the same time.

Tiffany threw her head back and exhaled when he removed his fingers and continued to wash her body. Messiah always outdid her when it came to sex games, with Messiah she tried her best to stand toe to toe and
only
three times at the most she conquered. Tiffany turned around for Messiah to wash her back, but she only felt the thrust of his massive dick. “Shit!” She let out. Her pussy was aching. Messiah pulled her back onto him beating the pussy from behind, watching her ass clap back at him every time he penetrated her; causing his legs to get weak and began to lose his balance. He pulled out and turned the shower off and Tiffany watched his wide back as he stepped out.

“Woman, bring that ass over here!” He ordered. Tiffany’s eyes went low; she was silent and did as she was told. Messiah intently watched her when she was in his arm’s reach. Messiah pushed her head down and she fell to her knees and began to suck his dick with so much precision it made his knees pop and toes curl. After taking it to the throat several times, Messiah gave up and pulled away from her backing onto the wall where he looked at her. He taught her just how to make him nut by using her mouth and knew it was no way in hell another nigga would get the benefit he earned and instructed to perfection.