#hey wassup it’s birthday number 3

[what-the-fuck-khr]

january ninth

[michaelbfanfic]

2.

Michael

“So we’re defiantly doing the French Alps next week”

“Just for a week?”

I questioned Lori as we went for our morning run. I’ve really been taking a break from everything. Movies, Directing, and Boxing just to focus on the business aspect of life. I stopping to smell the flowers rather than work myself to death.

“I mean, I say a week because of work. But I mean we can do longer”

I shrugged. Like I said, I had no commitments at the time. My Billion dollar.  Where do I start. My name is Michael B Jordan. I’m 30 years old and I am worth $85.112 Billion. How? Easy I decided at a young age I wasn’t going to be hungry forever. I made sure to work smart with my funds and it took me a long way. I realized early I was more than just TV and so I decided to be more than just movies and TV.

I am the CEO Of  Whitley J Incorporation. We invests in and holds dozens of major public and private companies. As part of our portfolio, my company also owns and operates several self-titled companies, including Toussaint Home Services of America and WJ Direct Insurance Company. But apart from our branded companies, WJ does a bit more than provide insurance. In 2017, WJ companies and holdings contribute a variety of commodities and services to the market - including producing computers and electronic products, providing insurance, producing clothing, serving food products, automotive products and services and much more. 

Although I originally started out primarily in the textile industry, I’ve grown to become a conglomerate that invests in a diverse group of major companies and provides the prime example of my famous value investing strategy. 

 I have 100% ownership in multimillion and billion dollar companies. And not all of them are the same. I’ll name a few. For starters, Billups Brick Company, it’s construction, I own it 100%. AlterLinks, Electric Transmission, I own it 100%, and it’s also a  subsidiary of WJ Energy. I mean the list is long, jewelry, auto sales, utilities, Insurance, Bond Insurance, Media,  Logistics, Food and Beverage, Pipeline, Clothing, Luxury, Jets, Furniture, Sports Equipment,  Pharmaceuticals, Materials and Construction, as I said before the list exceeds my age of life. Plus more. 

“Well if you leave baby, I might not come back with you right away”

She shrugged and nodded her head.

“Okay. That’s fine”

Pecking my lips she jogged ahead leaving me behind to catch up. My relationship with Lori was.... nice. I mean she’s younger than me, our view on a few things aren’t the same at all. And where as I wanna chill, she wants to go out and shit. I mean I like going out but, sometimes quality time at him is a better move. 

Feeling my phone vibrate in my phone, I stopped, turning around to see the security car behind me stop as well. Raising the phone to my ear I cleared my throat and began to speak.

Michael: Wassup Johnathan.

Johnathan: Hey man, you got a second

I looked at my watch. This was my don’t disturb hours, but obviously homie had something important to say.

Michael: Yeah wassup

Johnathan: Do you know a Kianna De La Oz?

I didn’t even need time to remember the name. First of all, she’s a well know hairstylist. From LA, to ATL, to NY, to Miami, country wide, she’s a big deal. Oh, and we use to mess around before me and Lori became a item. After I told her I was in a relationship, she dipped out. I still regret that day. I had feelings for her, and no doubt cared about her. 

She didn’t want a relationship on public display though, and that bothered me. I should have went about shit differently. I haven’t heard from her in like 3 years I think.

Michael: Yeah, I know her

Johnathan: Yeah well, she reached out to me through my friend which is also her sister, saying she has a 3 year old daughter by you.

I stopped. Laughing to myself, I rubbed the top of my head. A lot of shit started running through my head. Lori, this child, and seeing Kianna again after years. Damn.

Michael: Uh... damn... uhm

Johnathan: We don’t need  to react at all until there’s a DNA test in place and we confirm it.

I nodded. Not that I needed a DNA test. Kianna was never that type of female. She was too involved in her work to fuck around on me like i did on her. Lori still doesn’t know that while we were in the talking phase I was fucking someone else.

Michael: Just um.... text me her number.

Johnathan: Okay

Hanging up, I exhaled and continued jogging. 

Kianna

So I did it, I allowed Kendall to reach out to her friend, then I spoke with him. It was time to receive help, her father’s help. And besides that I know how much I adore my father, so no matter how me and Mike ended, I’d hate for her to miss out on that type of love. 

Sadly though, that was this morning, and I still haven’t heard back from either Johnathan or Mike, so I’m not really even worrying about it. I am however happy it’s Friday. This weekend is my weekend off. Ima find something for me and my girl to do.

“Did you have a better day today?”

I questioned AnnDrew, looking at her in my rear view. She nodded with a bright smile as we pulled up to Starbucks. One thing another is she’ll tell on her self. When she was spitting and shit she started crying as soon as I walked into her classroom door.

She be knowing when she’s wrong which is why she get’s her ass beat. She knows thoroughly right from wrong. I don’t spare her.

“Good baby. And you need to keep it that way, understand me?”

“Yes mommy?”

Pulling up to the window, I rolled down my window and prepared to place my order.

“Welcome to Starbucks! What can we get for you today?”

Looking at the menu, I took my time as if I ain’t been to this shit before.

“Hey, can I get a Birthday cake pop as well as 2 Vanilla Bean Frap’s. One mini and the other venti. Also can you add caramel to both”

“Yes ma’am absolutely. You’re total is $9.35″

“Thank you”

Pulling up for the next person to order, my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number, thinking it could be family or something, I answered.

Kianna: Hello

Michael: KiKi. It’s Michael

My stomach dropped and my heart began to race. Calming my breathing and the thoughts that were beginning to overwhelm me, I took a deep breath and responded.

Kianna: Uh hey.. hey

Getting to the window, I stumbled getting out my card to pay for my stuff. 

Michael: Wassup. Are you able to meet up. Or can I come by.

This was not the reaction I was expecting. But then again, he knew just the fuck better. One thing I’m not is a hoe, he can look at AnnDrew and dead see that she’s all him. She has my hair, that’s about it.

“Here you go. Have a good day”

“You too”

I spoke grabbing the drinks and cake-pop. Handing Kenya her snack, I exhaled and pulled off.

Kianna: I... umm.... You can...we

Michael: I’ll just come by. Send me your address

Kianna: Okay

Quickly hanging up, I calmed down a bit then looking back at AnnDrew who could give not a shit about anything as she tore her cake-pop up.

7:04 pm

"Whose that on TV?”

I questioned Kenya. This was usually my time to not only watch her favorite shows but test her knowledge, pick her brain and brush up on her conversation skills.

“Dat’s poppy?”

I gave her a surprised face watching as she continued eating from her bag of chips.

“Poppy. Okay, and what color is her hair”

“Ummm... pink”

I smiled, leaning in to kiss her cheek. Returning back to the TV, I then heard the doorbell. It was him. My heart began to race and my stomach dropped once again. Getting myself together, I got up and walked to the front door. Opening it, there he stood with his security in the driveway.

I didn’t say anything, I just stepped to the side. Walking in, he looked around closing the door behind him then following me into the kitchen. Kenya could give a damn, she was in her own world. Didn’t even budge.

Leading him to the kitchen, I handed him a water bottle and we sat at the island. There was a silence, and I watched as he looked over at Kenya he in between her falling asleep ate a few chips.

“Why didn’t you tell me about her?”

“Come on now. You was in a whole relationship. Let’s not forget that part”

He shrugged, allowing his eyes to land on me.

“Still, I would have dropped everything for ya’ll, for her”

I scoffed.

“Listen, my reason was valid. To protect you, me and her. I didn’t want her twisted up in shit, I didn’t want people in my business, and I didn’t want to smear your name”

It’s crazy how even when we’re hurt, we still seem to try and protect black men. I could have aired him out, went to court and all. But one day my daughter would see the hostility, so I opted to not take it that far. 

“So what we gonna do?”

I shrugged. I’ve never shared her before, this was new to me.

“I don’t know. I’m all she knows”

“Well I wanna get to know her as well. I have a part in that. I’m her father”

I nodded. 

“How about this. Talk to your girlfriend about it, this is more than us. Talk to her, come and visit her every day. Stop by her school. let her get use to you. Then we can talk about her spending time with you”

[stripper-patrick]

Lil Mama 🍷 Erik Killmonger

Lil Mama🍷

Oh shit♋️

Here for you📴

Bitch⚔️

Always be my baby💛

Song: Indigo- Chris Brown

Warnings: smut, oral (f), cheating, unprotected, language

Relationship: Erik Killmonger x black plus sized reader

“Ooohhhh Dionte harder” Dionte keeps his same pace. Something he always did. I need him to be rough and smack me with a deep freezer but he just wants to keep fucking me like we’re married.

He grunts cumming inside of me. I moan acting like I had an orgasm. Something I’ve been doing often now.

“Damn girl you still got it” he smiles.

“Mhmm” I nod

...

“Alright I’m leaving” tonight I’m going out to celebrate my best friend’s 28th birthday.

“Ok babe have fun” I smile and leave.

I see Adria outside waiting for me.

“Yessss bitch lets get it”

We head to the club and she has a VIP area for us. We get past the velvet rope and sit in our section.

“Ladies free drinks on us”

“Thank you” I smile taking the drink “Happy birthday bitch”

“Thank you” she smiles. We cheers and sip the drink. It’s so good.

“Damn”

I look around at the atmosphere as everyone dances on each other. I hear some girls gasp and scream and I see a crowd gathering at the door.

I watch the crowd follow some guy and he looks to me. He winks with a half smile showcasing a gold tooth on his fang. I return the smile watching him walk to his VIP area.

“Damn daddy”

“Girl please I call dibs” I smile

“It’s my birthday”

“I don’t give a flying fuck” I laugh

“I wanna ride his face” I shake my head

“Girl please he prolly got hella hoes” I say

She downs a shot then stands up “I’m going to dance you coming?”

“Not right now” I say. She rolls her eyes and goes to the dance floor quickly finding a man to join the crowd of grinders. I feel eyes on me and I look around until they land on the man with the large crowd fawning over him.

He winks at me and I smile he look familiar. Next thing I know he’s strolling over to me.

He comes up the steps stopping and smiling at me. Pearly whites with 2 golds in his mouth. Damn.

“Wassup lil mama” Wayment only one person used to call me that and that was my old best friend in middle school. Erik Stevens.

“Erik?”

“In the flesh baby girl” I stand up and he hugs me. God he smells so good.

“Damn it’s been a minute” he smiles

“How you doin mama” he sits with me and we catch up

“Fine what about you love”

“Perfect so you got anyone special” I think about Dionte

“I mean a lil bit” I smile

“Ard what’s his name”

“Dionte”

“Ok he sound like a bitch but go off sis”

“Don’t be disrespectful” I hit his chest “what about you Mr. Billionaire I bet you got hoes on hoes”

“I mean they blow my phone up but I don’t give them the time of day”

“I respect that”

“You wanna dance?” I look at him and nod. Why not. He stands up and takes my hand leading me to floor.

“Ok diamonds everywhere” I smile

“You know how I do mama” he smiles. We get on the dance floor and my back is to his chest while I grind on him. Thus becoming one of the grinders. I look at his VIP area and see his group of girls glaring at me. I bring his head down on my shoulder so I’m close to his ear.

“I think ya girls are mad” he looks up and smiles back at me

“Let ‘em” he shrugs. We continue dancing and I bend over putting my hands on my knees and working it. Adria comes over screaming and cheering me on.

“Work it bitch” Erik puts his hands on my hips and grinds into me. I can feel him getting hard and I can already tell he’s got Dionte by a long shot.

....

We’re all sitting in Erik’s VIP area because Adria’s dumb ass didn’t reserve hers for the entire night. We all chilling and talking and laughing and Erik’s hand is around my shoulder while my hand is on his leg.

Adria is getting it on with this boy named Carlos. He’s hispanic which is all she really wanted.

I rubbing small circles on Erik’s leg and I notice he keeps fidgeting “am I hurting you?”

“Nah but you making me hard and I know you got a man so I’m not gon fuck the dog shit out of you YET” he emphasizes

“Why not?” I challenge. He raises his eyebrow and he nods

“Say no more aye I’m gone” I get up with him and Adria smiles

“If Dionte ask I was with you and you were drunk as hell”

“Yes ma’am” she nods. We roll out and get into Erik’s Lambo. He always was a show off.

“I see you’ve upgraded to a Lambo from your Honda Civic”

“Big boy things baby girl”

I take ahold of his thigh and squeeze it. I can see his print and I’m kinda scared not gon lie.

“Lil one I think you should stop now cause I pull over that ass is mine”

“When have I ever listened”

“You right but I advise so now. Call ya man and tell him you be home late”

“E” He glances at me then reverts back to the road. I sigh shaking my head and take out my phone dialing His number. It rings but he doesn’t answer.

“I’ll try again so he can’t say I didn’t” he nods and makes a sharp right making me damn near fly into his lap

“Gotdamn Erik Drive like a civilized person” I laugh. I try Dionte again but he doesn’t answer.

“Voicemail again”

“Oh well you tried” he pulls into his house and it’s huge. He opens the front door and shuts it behind me.

“You want anything?”

“You”

“Trust me baby you gon get this”

“Mhmm sure” I smile. He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. He gives me a hard slap to my ass.

“You got a lot to say for someone that’s about to be screaming my name” he takes me upstairs while I struggle to get out of his grip which only results in him slapping my ass again. I smack his ass.

“Listen lil girl stop playin with me” I bite my lip and he sets me down on the bed.

“Damn daddy” I watch something in him switch. “What you like that?”

“Y/N I’m warning you now”

“What are you gonna do daddy?” He grabs me by the throat and I smile at him. His lips crash onto mine. Erik takes off his shirt only breaking the kiss for a bit before pulling up my dress over my head. He gets on his knees and kisses my stomach then my phone rings. It’s Dionte.

“Answer it” Erik holds my leg over his shoulder

“While you’re eating me out?”

“Yes answer it” he pulls off my panties and gets to work. I grab my phone and answer the call. I hold my breath before letting out a moan.

“Hey Y/N you ok?”

“Yea uh I’m gonna be home late so don’t wait up for me I’m d-“ I grab Erik’s head guiding him to my clit “dealing with Adria’s drunk ass”

“Oh ok do you want me to come get you”

“N-no it’s fine either I’ll catch an Uber or stay the night”

“Ok” he nods. I put the phone on mute and my legs starts shaking “Erik please slow down I don’t think I can come while he’s on the phone”

“Well how was it” I take it off mute and answer him

“It was so fun I didn’t get to drunk cause of c-course I had to be the designated d-driver”

“I get it but I’m glad you had fun be safe”

“I will”

“I love you” I exhale sharply and pull on Erik’s hair

“I l-love you t-too honey” I hang up as quick as possible and arch my back wrapping my thighs around his head.

“You so sweet princess” he smiles kicking his lips not wasting a drop. I lay there trying to catch my breath and Erik smiles. I sit up and straddles his waist. I slide down on his thick member. He’s the biggest and longest I’ve ever been with.

Once I’m comfortable I begin to rock back and forth on it. Damn it almost hurts to ride him but mama didn’t raise a bitch. I lean back and get to work holding onto his thick thighs for leverage.

“Gotdamn baby” he moans

“You like that daddy” it was almost like he forgot about it until now of course.

“Goon ride daddy dick this yo dick baby girl” he runs his hand along my body and I throw my head back. I move up and squat above him bouncing.

After about 3 good bounces my check engine light comes on and my knees hit overdrive.

“You know damn well”

“Shut the hell up I wanted to try something new” I straddle him fully again and lean forward.

“I wanna see that ass bounce mama” he smacks it and I bounce on him wildly gripping the pillowcase next to his head.

“Fuck baby” he moans gripping my ass cheeks.

I move to the side of Erik letting him take control. He holds my cheeks in a breathtaking grip pounding me out. Skin slapping on skin and my moans were the only thing that could be heard.

“Daddy fuck it up” this is exactly what I needed from Dionte and more. I’ve wanted him to tear my shit up for a while now. I just feel bad that another man has to do what I wanted my man to do.

“This my pussy”

“Yes it’s yours fuck I’m gonna cum”

“Yea? Scream my name while you at it”

“Oh shit” I moan out “daddy”

“What’s my name princess” he lets out an animalistic growl and I can feel his dick twitch inside of me.

“Erik” I scream. My body rocks against him and we hold each other close cumming at the same time.

Once we slow down and come to a halt I stay on top of him just feeling his dick throb. I look at his chest. I’ve never seen these.

“What happened?” I run my fingers over the welts but they seem more... permanent than welts.

“That’s a topic for another time lil one”

“We’re these there the last time we see each other?” That had to have been well over 10 years ago

“Nah”

I wanna ask more but clearly he doesn’t wanna talk about it “are you ok?”

“I am now princess” I swing my leg over and get off

“Ok” I nod. I grab my phone looking at the time “it’s 4am”

“Yea?” He looks out the window and there’s a very little peak of the sun. “Stay the night”

“Are you sure?”

“If I weren’t I wouldn’t be asking” I smile and he opens his arms. I lay in them and that’s how we fall asleep.

[luthersdream]

Gotta get this out my brain: [!!Warning!!] emotions this way

I’m having a really hard time with a recent break up and I just need to get words out of my head and into the universe.

1. I didn’t do it the right way: This has been eating at me. I could have been smarter, said things differently and made it much cleaner. But I have thought about that interaction a million times and I’ve come to the conclusion that there was other way it could go. I tried to prepare and tried my hardest to do it gently and show that it was necessary and had nothing to do with her. I just wasn't into it in the right way and couldn't keep it up. In a situation with that many emotions going, making it neat is highly improbable. I never meant to cause any harm and I am very sorry for any pain I caused.

2. I was cowardly. I hid behind trying not to hurt her. I tried very hard to not be the bad guy and that was one of the main reasons it was such a tough conversation. Kept trying to steer it in a direction instead of just getting to it and being honest. Wish I knew then what I do know.

3. I wonder what her friends and mine think of me. I haven't given my side of the story to a number of people that I'm sure have her side. I definitely don't want to discount her perspective and I don't think she's lying or anything. However I have a story too and I'm sure i'm being judged without my side being heard. That's uncomfortable and feels unfair. That's ok tho, I guess I deserve it.

4. She deleted me off her social media accounts and unfollowed me almost immediately. I'm sure she's also deleted all pictures of me on her phone. That hurt. I understand the motivation but I just wish I wasn't being erased. I wonder if she'll ever look back on our relationship and think of anything but the breakup. We were so much more than just the ending but the story often gets lost at the last chapter.

5. My friends have said I seem emotionally immature based on what I've told them (they say it constructively). I honestly don't think that's true but I've heard a few people echo the thought so I'm considering it. I don't misunderstand my emotions or change them on a whim. I just don't emote like a lot of people do and I have a hard time verbalizing what I feel. I've always been closed off on that front and I don't think you can call that emotional immaturity any more than you can call someone that cries a lot emotionally immature. It's just a different brand that's all.

6. I feel like a bad person. Causing pain to the person you've interacted with the most for the last year and someone you love deeply will do that to you. I keep trying to tell myself I'm not but I can't shake that feeling.

7. I miss her like crazy. Keep having the urge to call her or text her. Driving past her apartment building suuucks. How long does this stage last? Lol never been in this deep, and I don't like this part at all.

8. Will it ever be okay to text her? Happy birthday? Merry christmas and happy new year? Hey wassup? I don't know what the expectation is. I'd love to be able to check in. I still love her but I'm sure it's not mutual and also not a good idea to assume she's willing to talk. Guess I'll give her space

Anyway there's my word dump. Apologies to you if you're not here for all this sadness lmao. All 20 of my followers will be rattled.

Any typos are intentional. All mistakes are part of the tale. :)