Baltimore Chronicles Volume 2. Treasure Hernandez
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though, it was a different lecture. Her mother was trying to convince her to go and spend more time with her older sister. Ever since she had turned sixteen, Danielle had begun to smell herself, thinking she was grown.
“Why should I go spend the weekends at her house, Ma? She’s a cop, and I hate the police!” Danielle said. “Plus, she’s boring. Ain’t nobody trying to sit up in her face all day talking about nothing at all.” She folded her arms across her ample breasts and shifted her weight from one foot to another.
Dana was determined to get her to focus on something other than the streets and she wasn’t trying to hear it. “First of all, your sister has a very good job. She helps pay most of the bills in here and keeps you in all of that expensive stuff you like to wear. You can show her you appreciate her. She loves you, and besides, you used to like to spend time with her.”
Danielle rolled her eyes as she applied a full face of make-up. At sixteen, she resembled a grown-ass woman. Thirty-six D cup breasts, a small waist, plump round hips, and an ass you could set a glass on made her a hot commodity in the hood. She got a million attempts at getting with her a day, and knew just how to play the game. Danielle wasn’t interested in traditional school. She was from the “use-what-you-got-to-get-what-you-want” school, having learned from the best—her mother. And she damn sure didn’t have time to spend with her lame-ass sister.
“Look, you’re becoming too spoiled, Dani. One day your sister is going to cut you off, and then what you gon’ do? Huh?” Her mother took a long drag off her cigarette.
Danielle sucked her teeth. She always felt unloved because she never knew her father. And ever since she could remember, Maria had been like a second parent.
“Fine. I’ll go with her for the weekend, if you let me go to a party with Veronica and my friends first.”
“She will be here on Saturday morning to get you, so have your ass back up in here. You act like spending time with her is going to kill you. You should try to appease her, as much as she does for us. When she cuts us off, your lips gonna be poked out. If that happens, your hot ass ain’t gonna get those little stripper-ass outfits you like to wear.” Dana blew a ring of smoke toward her daughter.
“Whatever. I’ll be here. Yeah, sure,” Danielle said, grabbing her purse and heading out the door.
Danielle rushed up the street, switching her hips as hard as she could. She smirked to herself at all of the catcalls she received from the little hood-rat dudes in her neighborhood.
“Yo, Dani, I will fuck those poom-poom shorts right off that fat ass,” a little corner boy called out.
“Nigga, pa-lease! I fucks with real hustlers. Hand-to-hand is played out!” Danielle screamed, craning her neck in true ghetto-girl fashion.
She finally made it to the end of the block, where she spotted the person she was expecting to meet. Her heart jumped in her chest. He was so damn sexy. Danielle let a smile spread across her face at the sight of the gleaming silver Benz S550 he sat in. She rushed over to the passenger side and slid in.
“Damn, baby girl! You got my shit on wood with them li’l shorts,” Sticks said, licking his lips. I have something for this little hottie, he thought to himself.
“Two weeks and you can’t handle seeing me in shorts?” She leaned over to kiss her new man.
Everybody in Baltimore knew Sticks was down with the Dirty Money Crew, including Danielle and her little friends. But she was so excited when Sticks had stopped her in a party. In fact she felt extra special that he had chosen her out of all the girls in the club that night. Sticks had told her she reminded him of Lauren London, a comment she got all the time, but coming from him, it made her blush.
That night Danielle gave Sticks her number. Her best friend Veronica had stayed up with her all night waiting for him to call, but he never did. Three days had passed, and Danielle had gotten a little depressed. Then, when she least expected it, Sticks showed up at her high school. It just so happened, that day she’d decided to attend classes. She’d rolled her eyes at him and told him off.
Sticks laughed at her and told her he liked the way she looked when she was mad. He grabbed her hand and led her to his car. He started calling her every day since.
“Where you wanna go, mami? The world is yours,” Sticks said, tossing a money stack into her lap.
Danielle’s eyes lit up. She didn’t want to seem too thirsty by picking up the stack and counting it, but she wanted to so badly. “I wanna be wherever you are. We could sit in this car all night and I’d be happy,” she replied.
That’s exactly what Sticks wanted to hear. He liked the little pretty girl, but he also had bigger plans for her. Before he put her to work, he wanted to run up in that fat ass. He took her to get something to eat at Ruth’s Chris, one of his favorites.
Danielle had never been to a real restaurant like that. The closest she’d come was when her sister had taken them out to eat at the local Olive Garden.
“Thank you for dinner, baby. I really appreciate everything you do for me.” Danielle smiled, causing her deep dimples to show.
“Yo, ma, you know I keep it one hun’ed, right?” Sticks asked, his tone serious.
“Yes. Why? What’s the matter?”
“I want you, ma. I know I said I wanted to wait until you was seventeen and shit, but I think a nigga fallin’ for you.”
“Ohhh, Sticks, I already fell for you,” Danielle said, leaning over into the driver’s seat so she could kiss him.
“Come home with me.”
“Okay. Anything for you.” Danielle had never felt the warm feeling she was feeling inside right now. It must be love, she thought.
Sticks knew as soon as he gave Danielle a taste of the dick, her young mind would be his to mold.
He and Danielle entered the doors to his luxury condo wrapped together. They were in a tangle of arms and legs, kissing and licking each other hot and heavy.
Danielle straddled Sticks around the waist, and he held onto her plump ass. As Sticks carried her up the stairs toward the bedroom in a rush, they thrust their tongues down each other’s throats. Her breathing was labored, her heart hammering against her chest bone, and her ears were ringing, she was so excited. See, Danielle had only had sex with two other guys, and they were young boys, so she was scared to death.
Sticks lay her on the bed and started kissing her bare butter-colored thighs. Her shorts were hitched up so far into her crotch, she had a serious camel toe. The sight turned Sticks on immensely.
Danielle’s thighs trembled. No matter how hard she tried to control her nerves, she couldn’t. Sticks licked down her thighs to her calves. Then he lifted one of her legs and licked behind her knee, sending needle pricks all over her body.
“Mmmm,” she moaned.
Like an expert, Sticks stealthily removed her shorts before she even knew what had happened. He stared down at her young, fresh, pink, unblemished flesh. “That’s a pretty pussy,” he grunted as he slid his hands up her shirt and pulled it over her head. He unsnapped her bra with one hand as he kissed her deep.
Danielle felt so hot, she thought she would explode. She didn’t know what to expect, but she knew she wanted it badly. She just wanted Sticks to keep touching her and taking her.
When Danielle was fully naked, Sticks got off the bed and stood up to look at her. He stared at her like she was a fine meal that he was about to devour.
Danielle had her eyes closed. When she didn’t feel him anymore, she opened them. “What’s the matter?” she asked, closing her legs.
“Nothing, ma. I just wanted to admire your beauty. You are really gorgeous.” Sticks didn’t tell many chicks they were gorgeous, but Danielle really was. Her skin was smooth and seemingly untouched. He thought she looked so pure, unlike some