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  Savage

  Instinct

  By Leila Jefferson

  Time Publications

  www.mytimepublications.com

  Copyright © 2011 Leila Jefferson

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without prior written consent of the publisher, excepting brief quotes used in reviews.

  ISBN 13: 978-0-9830518-5-5

  First Printing 2012

  Library Congress Of Control Number: on file

  Printed in United States of America

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  This is a work of fiction. Any references or similarities to actual events, real people, living or dead, or to the real locals are intended to give the novel a sense of reality. Any similarity in other names, characters, places and incidents are entirely coincidental.

  Author’s Note

  Wow, another book. Every time I’m done writing and have reread my story about 72 times, I have the same feeling. I’m excited, nervous, exhaling, sweaty, anxious, can’t breathe, smiling ear to ear, second guessing, and ready for the world to read. I keep asking myself did I do everything I wanted to do with characters and scenes. I always think of something I should have added or something I should have changed. All in all, I’m always very pleased and look forward to feedback I get from readers. That is what keeps this pen moving.

  When I wrote the first book about 12 years ago as I sat at work bored out of my mind, I never imagined I’d be right here, right now finishing up book #8(Survivin’ Tha Game is 2 books in 1 ). Anywho, the feeling is surreal. I’m truly blessed.

  As mentioned in Devious Savages, there are a lot of those Savage women and I know I introduced you to a gang of drama involving them all, and now I’m taking a few of them and telling their personal story. The Savage series isn’t a sequel or trilogy and my goal is for all the books to stand alone. I don’t want my readers feeling lost because they missed a book, but, of course, I’d like you to read them all . These next few books are before the time of Devious Savages and after, and maybe when I’m done giving you more insight on characters I’ll pen a Devious Savages 2.

  Big thanks to Sheperd Photography for the picture and Ashley Paden for bringing Lexi Savage to life by being the model for the cover. Bigger thanks to all my readers. Good, bad, or ugly, you guys support me and that’s priceless! Much love to my kids and grandkids, as always, they keep me motivated. Don’t just follow your dreams, chase ‘em down and catch ‘em in a headlock!

  Over and out 

  Leila J

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  Also by Leila Jefferson

  Survivin’ Tha Game

  He’s A Keeper

  Every Man’s Dream

  Scorned Hearts

  Chronicles Of A Single Chick

  Devious Savages

  Anthologies

  That’s The Way Love Goes

  Tasty Temptations

  A Place To Go

  Naughty & Definitely Not Nice

  Savage

  Instinct

  Chapter 1

  “Lexi, go sit on ya Uncle Bank Roll lap and get ya dolla,” Candy said to her daughter.

  At twenty nine, Candy was gone beyond the point of return. She had been prostituting since she was eleven and her parents made her sit on laps when she was younger just as she did her girls. Her first lap sitting was at five, and she had done so much more before she ran away like her Yesina and hit the streets on her own. While sitting at the bus stop on Telegraph Street a guy picked up Candy and became her pimp. She raked in lots of money for him. She had known so much for her age and the men loved it. She got pregnant by one of her tricks when she was fifteen, who became her man, and had another baby by him a year and a half later.

  Derrick was thirty one when he saw Candy walking down the street in cut off shorts and a half shirt. He knew she was a hoe and that was just what he needed. He had just gotten over the heartbreak of his woman having a baby by his brother and he never wanted to love again. He pulled over and picked her up, and her skills kept him going back for more. He didn’t know how many tricks she had turned and he didn’t know why he trusted her, but when she said she was pregnant he instantly knew the baby was his. Her pimp got rid of her, and she prostituted her pregnant body for food and room money.

  Derrick showed up every now and again to fuck her, but he didn’t want to take her in and take care of her for her to turn around and deceive him. When she finally had Yesina, he saw the Savage genes all over her, only she was chocolate like her mother. A couple of years after Lexi was born, Derrick got tired of trying to chase Candy down to see about his kids or having his ex sister in law, Elizabeth, call him because the kids were over there, so he moved in her two bedroom, low income apartment in East Oakland. Besides, going to Elizabeth’s was a constant reminder of the hurt when he saw the youngest daughter.

  While Derrick robbed, Candy sold pussy when money was gone from her welfare check. Feeling frustrated from having two small babies, they both started getting high to take away from the stresses of their life and the girls were left to fend for themselves.

  Candy’s once chocolate skin looked dull and dry. Her five feet seven frame was once curvy with 38D tits and a round apple bottom. Over the years, her tits and ass became droopy, but at the end of the day her pussy and mouth still worked. That was all she needed to make a few dollars here and there. She used to have long, thick hair but cut it all off so she wouldn’t have to worry about combing it, and she always wore too much makeup when she called herself going out to turn tricks.

  Derrick looked old and dirty. His two front teeth were missing from being knocked out by a young drug dealer he tried to rob. In the end, it didn’t matter to him because he still made out with forty dollars and five rocks. No one would have believed he was once a fine man that made over fifty thousand a year and lived in a plush house with a promising future. The infidelity from someone he thought was going to be his wife made him turn down a devastating path of destruction. There were times he couldn’t look at himself in the mirror because he was so ashamed.

  Lexi laid on the floor on her stomach looking at music videos. Yesina had paid for bootleg cable with money she had gotten from Bank Roll before she ran away. Lexi didn’t know how long the cable would work, but she planned to watch videos until it was turned off or until her parents sold the TV. She loved looking at the half naked girls that the rappers rapped about. She wanted to be fly and fabulous just like them, and she vowed one day she would. She wanted the long weave, the perfect makeup, and a banging body. She practiced her dance moves in front of the mirror, preparing herself for her big break. She turned her head toward the couch behind her and eyed Bank Roll.

  Lexi stood up, smoothed out her dress, and as she walked toward him, Bank Roll smiled and let out a lust filled chuckle as she jumped on his lap. She sat sideways with her arms draped around his neck while she looked at him. Bank Roll was forty three, and looked great for a man of his age since he had never done any hard labor and always had money. He was light skinned with wavy hair and stood five feet eight, although his presence made him seem to be well over six feet. He had a thing for the young girls and had no problem fulfilling his wishes since he had money to throw away. He loved the fact that two of the biggest fiends had the prettiest little chocolate girls. Lexi sat on Bank Roll’s lap plenty of times before, but since Yesina was gone she wondered would it be the time she had been waiting for.

  “Give me my dolla first,” Lexi said in a sassy tone with her hand out.

  “That’s right, ba
by, get ya money first,” Candy rooted before leaving the living room to go to the kitchen for her high.

  Bank Roll went in his pocket and gave Lexi a dollar. She looked at it as if she were trying to make sure it wasn’t fake, and once satisfied that it wasn’t she tucked it in her young cleavage as she had seen her mother do many times before since her dress didn’t have pockets.

  “Ya momma and daddy owe me some money, but I said we can let all that go if you sit on my lap for a little while.” Lexi shrugged her shoulders like it made no difference to her one way or the other. “You miss your sister?” he asked as he patted her back.

  “Yea, I don’t have nobody to play with since she ran away,” Lexi said sadly as she looked toward the floor.

  Bank Roll rubbed her arm. “I miss her, too. I don’t have anybody to play with, either. Can we play together?”

  Lexi gave him a big smile. She was a grown woman in a little girl’s body, and Bank Roll was about to find out she knew exactly what she was doing. “Do you like to play jacks or hopscotch?” she asked innocently as she laid her head on his shoulder.

  “Those games are fun, but I know something that’s funner than that,” Bank Roll said as he moved down to her legs and slightly rubbed them.

  She opened her eyes wide as if she was amazed he knew something better than silly ass jacks or hopscotch. “You do? Like what?” she curiously asked.

  “Your skin is so soft. Bank Roll an old man now. Feel how rough my skin is.” He held his hand out. His hand wasn’t really rough, but it wasn’t as smooth as Lexi’s.

  Lexi ran her hand over his. “Yea, you have a lot of wrinkles,” she said as she softly rubbed his hand and nodded her head.

  Bank Roll laughed. “You’re right, I do. Want to play a game me and Yesina used to play?”

  “Yes, I like games.” Bank Roll turned Lexi around on his lap so her back could face him, and put her legs on both sides of his lap. She gave off a slight smirk that Bank Roll didn’t see since she was no longer facing him.

  “OK, if you don’t like something just let me know and I’ll stop. I just want to rub your skin to remember how smooth mine used to be.” Bank Roll rubbed up and down Lexi’s chocolate arm as he spoke to her in a childlike voice. When he got to her armpits, he tickled her and made her laugh. He figured that would ease her nerves, and it would have if she had any. “You’re so pretty, can I kiss you?”

  “I like kisses.” She turned to face him, and then puckered her lips as she closed her eyes. Bank Roll kissed her lips and moved to her neck. He roamed her young body as he kissed her neck and back. She already had a small B cup and had a plump booty that stuck out. Bank Roll knew she was going to be a brick house like her momma had been once upon a time. Lexi felt something hard between her legs. “What’s that?” she asked dumbfounded as she reached down and felt his dick through his slacks.

  “That’s what happens when you make Bank Roll feel happy. You want to see it?”

  Lexi licked her lips while she nodded her head. “Ummhmm.”

  It was her time. She felt the excitement build inside of her. What Bank Roll didn’t know was that Lexi knew full well what was going on. She had watched her mother fuck tricks over the years. She watched her dad with his head between her legs and was intrigued at how her mother moaned. She had watched Bank Roll fuck Yesina, and she watched Yesina and a few of the hood boys fuck plenty of times.

  She saw Yesina put many dicks in her mouth and heard how the boys moaned, including Bank Roll. They would put their head between Yesina’s legs and she’d moan and yell for them to, ‘keep licking there.’ They would get on top of her and open her legs as wide as they could before they plunged inside of her. They would fuck all night, and Lexi would lie on the floor and play with her bud, wanting to feel like she imagined her sister felt.

  Yesina loved fucking. When Bank Roll first had her sit on his lap she wasn’t sure what was going on, but he played with her bud and made her tingle, and she liked it. He kept doing that and then began sticking his fingers inside of her, which felt even better. When he stuck his dick inside of her, she went wild. He had opened the flood gates and she wanted to fuck all the time. She just didn’t want to fuck Bank Roll. He was old, and she wanted the young dope boys that she saw on the corners. She let anybody fuck her that wanted it. She was an inferno, and when Bank Roll found out she was giving it to anybody free he told her she had to stop or he would have to punish her. She ran away a few days later.

  “Undo my pants and pull it out.” Lexi did as told and freed his dick. It was hard and smooth. Bank Roll put his hands on top of Lexi’s and moved it up and down his shaft. He moaned. “That feels real good. Can Bank Roll make you feel good?”

  “Yes.”

  “Keep doing what you’re doing.” He removed his hands from Lexi’s, slid her panties to the side, and gently rubbed her lips that felt like peach fuzz. “You like that?”

  “Mmm hmm,” Lexi moaned. Yesina was right. It felt good when she touched herself, but it felt better having Bank Roll touch her.

  She watched the late night movies on cable and had stolen an X rated tape from her cousin, Chrisette, and watched it over and over. Her young body always got so hot. She wondered if all the other kids thought about sex as much as she did. She looked at the boys in school and wanted to feel one of them, touch the pole between their legs. She got so hot and bothered that she often went to the bathroom and rubbed her bud until she felt little tingles. At that moment, she had Bank Roll rubbing her bud and her whole body reacted to his fingers.

  She moved her hips and began breathing hard. “You like that, don’t you?” Bank Roll asked as he got harder from her breathing.

  “Yes, daddy,” she said like she heard her sister and mother say before.

  “Want daddy to make you feel a little bit better?” he asked. Lexi nodded her head. He stuck his pinky finger inside her tight hole that was good and juicy. Bankroll could have sworn she had nutted already. As he slowly moved his finger in and out, he told her, “Spit on it and rub my dick faster, baby girl.” Wanting to keep her good feeling going, Lexi leaned down, spit on the top of Bank Roll’s dick, and used it like lotion as she had seen on the tape. She spit again and when she felt it was wet enough, she wrapped both hands around his dick and stroked them up and down as fast as she could.

  He fingered her hole, and she moaned and twisted her hips as he did. Bank Roll was so hard. Yesina had made him cum, but he knew she didn’t like fucking him. She lazily did what he wanted her to do because she knew he would give her a few dollars when she was done. It was different with Lexi. He knew she was about to make him cum harder than he had in a long time. She spat on his dick again to add more lube and stroked until Bank Roll yelled, “Fuck, I’m about to nut, bitch!” Lexi stroked and stroked until she saw the creamy liquid spurt from his dick, and then she rubbed it against her bud while his cum shot on her stomach. “Goddamn!” Bank Roll expressed out of breath. “Here’s a fifty. This your money, don’t give it to ya greedy ass folks.” Lexi took the bill and stuffed it in her cleavage next to the dollar she had collected earlier.

  “Thanks.” She laid back on the couch and took her panties off. “I made you feel good, now you gotta make me feel good. Taste me,” she demanded as she held her pussy lips open like a grown woman while looking him in the eyes. There was no way she was going to let him go without experiencing what it felt like to have someone licking her bud.

  Bank Roll raised a brow and got aroused all over again. “I like a bitch that know what she need.” He leaned down and buried his face between her legs. He had already tasted her sweet juices from his finger and wanted to taste her directly, but wasn’t sure she was ready to go that far.

  Yesina was right, having a tongue lick her felt better than she could have ever imagined. Lexi wrapped her legs around Bank Roll’s neck as she rotated her hips. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as the sensation gave her a feeling she hoped would never end. She felt tingles and tried to think
of something else to keep that monster feeling from coming that always drained her. Not able to hold on much longer, she finally whispered, “Right there, daddy. Lick that pussy good,” just as she had heard Yesina say many times before. Bank Roll sucked and licked until her young body convulsed wildly. His dick was so hard he knew it was going to explode. He wanted to slide between her chocolate thighs, but he knew she definitely wasn’t ready for that. Lexi sat up and kissed his lips so softly. An outsider would have looked at the scene as disgusting and mind boggling, but to people who lived life as Bank Roll and Lexi had, it was the norm.

  He went in his pocket and gave her another fifty. “You gonna be Bank Roll special bitch. I got plans for you.” She got up and went to the bathroom while Bank Roll fixed his clothes and walked to the kitchen. “Fuck! That lil’ bitch a thoroughbred up in there. I ain’t never came so fuckin’ hard. Y’all been training her ass?” Bank Roll asked Derrick and Candy.

  They both sat at the table with wide eyes. “She good to clear shit?” Candy said, her words jumbled together.

  “Y’all niggas can get high anytime ya want if I can have her.” Bank Roll tipped his hat and walked out the door.

  Lexi felt excited. She went to the bathroom but remembered the soap was in the kitchen because she had to use it to wash dishes, so she stopped on the other side of the wall to hear what Bank Roll said about her. She knew her parents loved to get high, so she would have Bank Roll making her feel good all the time. She didn’t know why Yesina ran away. She could get fucked by Bank Roll, get money, and she could fuck all the hood boys, too.