Upside Down In Love

by Dominique Thomas

  Durand lit up the blunt as Novah processed his words. Novah gingerly slid off his lap and turned to him. She kicked off her heels wanting her feet to get a break and Durand’s intense gaze shifted her way. She watched him inspect her toes before licking his lips.

  “You mad about what I said?”

  Novah shook her head. She was lowkey pissed but lied to not show her pettiness.

  “I just hate when people assume. People lie daily. You can meet someone, and they can pretend to be everything you ever wanted in a person. They can be perfect for you until you’re so deep into love with them that when the real them comes out it’s too late. Years have gone by, you’ve built a life with this person and now you have kids with them. Nothing is ever what it seems Durand. I didn’t fuck Carter because he had money. I had money then and I have money now. I never needed for no man to fucking take care of me. If I wanted that I could be with a million men getting their money. I’m different though. I always wanted to be more than a pretty face. I used the video modeling money to buy a spa. I turned that into something that I could give my kids if they wanted it. Yes, its stressful but it brings in great consistent money. I’m hoping to open another one in a few months. But back to Carter he was different in the beginning.”

  Durand blew weed smoke from between his thick lips and stared at Novah.

  “Was he really though or was you seeing only what you wanted to see? So many women will make a dog ass nigga the man of their dreams because he a good look for them. They’ll pass up the garbage man and post office working nigga for the hustler. Or for the blue collared nigga and get fucking dragged in the end. People show you even when they hiding it who they are. He gave away signs in the beginning ma, trust you just missed them,” he told her.

  Durand passed Novah the blunt and she took it as her eyes narrowed to slits.

  “Don’t shoot the messenger beautiful. I’m blunt and if you can’t take that then our friendship won’t make it.”

  Novah hit the blunt twice before passing it back to Durand.

  “Who said I wanted to be your fucking friend?”

  Durand chuckled. He leaned towards Novah and his lips brushed against her cheek before he whispered in her ear, “That wet pussy that you got is telling me that. I can smell you from here and not in a bad way. In a way that so good, it’s got me wanting to take you to the back,” he revealed.

  Novah swallowed hard and looked away from Durand.

  He kissed her neck before sitting back. Quietly they finished the blunt together and an hour later Billie walked into the room all smiles. She advanced on Novah as Durand massaged Novah’s foot.

  “Novah, you ready or you staying the night?” she joked before yawning.

  Novah’s relaxed body that was sedated under the influence of the loud sativa strain had her smiling. She stared up at her girl all smiles and Billie laughed lightly. Billie leaned down and kissed Novah’s forehead.

  “You sure?”

  Novah’s eyes connected with Durand’s and he licked his lips. He applied pressure to the ball of her foot and a light moan escaped her lips. If he had her foot feeling so well how would he handle the rest of her body?

  “Umm...yeah. I’m good.”

  Billie nodded. She looked to Durand and he smirked up at her.

  “Aye, you know how far we go back. I been asking you about this beautiful ass woman. Don’t front like you ain’t know,” he said to her.

  Billie narrowed her eyes as she placed her hand on her hip.

  “For this one here I will go First 48 crazy on your ass. A piece of my heart is in your possession. Don’t fuck it up,” she warned him.

  Durand nodded.

  “I won’t and I respect that. She’s in good hands,” he said sincerely.

  Billie stared at Durand a little longer before nodding. She smiled at Novah and winked.

  “Call me and if it’s any problems definitely call and let me know,” she said before walking off.

  Novah watched her girl exit the room before looking back to Durand. Slowly his hand went from rubbing her foot to sliding up her right leg. Novah’s eyes darted around the room and she realized that they were nearly alone. A couple sat in the front of the lounge lost in their own conversation. Novah looked back at Durand and he licked his lips.

  “I wanna tell you some shit bout me. If you don’t like it, I’ll take you home. If you do like it, we can really have some fun. Okay?”

  Novah’s heartbeat increased. She slowly nodded and his hand slid further. It rested under her dress and in between her thick thighs. She felt him slowly massage her fat vagina lips and she moaned.

  “I like to fuck. Something might be wrong with me. I think bout pussy all fucking day. Like when I saw you at your spa, I thought damn, she beautiful as shit. I wonder how her pussy taste? And let’s be clear I don’t go around eating pussy like that, but you got me curious. Then you turned around and…” Durand stopped talking and slid his fingers to the side of her thongs. Two of them probed at her saturated opening before sliding in. They groaned in unison and Durand sat up. His fingers ventured deep into her warm canal and he curved them upwards. “And I wondered, what her ass taste like? I love everything about a woman. Its niggas that just like to get they shit off then there’s me. I promise you aint never met a nigga like me before. I’ma pussy monster. You know what that mean?” he asked fucking her hard with his fingers.

  Novah’s eyes shot to the front of the lounge and the couple in the room continued to talk oblivious to the pleasure mounting from the back of the room.

  Novah shook her head as her thighs began to shake. Durand pumped his fingers harder into her and she whimpered. It was taking everything in her to keep quiet.

  “I come through and I kill pussy. Murder that shit. Make it hard for you to do anything without thinking about me fucking you, licking you, sucking the cum out of your ass. You think you can handle that?”

  Novah stared into Durand’s eyes and he leaned towards her. He bit her bottom lip hard and seconds later her body fell apart for him.

  “Ahhhhhhh,” she whimpered as he sexed her with his fingers so roughly, yet so sensually that she climaxed again.

  “Shhhh…this aint shit sexy. Come on, I wanna show you something,” he said and pulled his fingers out of her.

  Durand helped Novah stand and she leaned on him as they slowly exited the room. Novah could feel her wetness sliding down her legs as they walked down the hall. Slowly the party was emptying, and the further Durand took her away from the get together the more nervous she became.

  Durand took Novah to a door in the back of his apartment on the other end of the floorplan and unlocked it. He pushed it open for Novah and she walked in. Her eyes soaked in the room as he stepped in behind her.

  “Why is it padded?” Novah asked wondering if she was making the wrong decision.

  She’d seen things like this, even read about it before but never had she been in a sex room. Thoughts of murder from rough sex began to plague her mind.

  “My mom lives with me. I don’t want her to hear me getting down and shit,” Durand replied casually.

  Seconds later the lighting was dimmed, and soft, soulful music began to play in the room. Novah walked over to the swing that sat in the middle of the floor and she touched the straps.

  “I can’t fit in this,” she murmured quietly.

  Durand took off his shirt and chuckled.

  “That shit holds up to seven hundred pounds. Trust you good ma. Come here,” he demanded.

  Novah turned and her eyes slid over his exposed muscular chest. He wasn’t as big as Carter but still he was toned up. Tattoos decorated his chest and neck while two quarter sized circles decorated his top pecs. Novah walked over to Durand and touched the marks.

  “What happened?”

  Durand’s hands went to her hips before sliding around to her ample ass. He squeezed it hard and she groaned. He was so rough.

  But she liked it.

  “I was shot
when I was fourteen for carjacking somebody. I almost died,” he revealed lowly

  Novah swallowed hard at his revelation.

  “I didn’t know that,” she said quietly.

  Durand leaned down and his lips brushed against her forehead before he kissed her lips. The look he placed on her played tricks with Novah’s mind. They were practically strangers. Had only interacted with each other twice yet she felt connected with him. Felt a closeness to him that she hadn’t felt before.

  “This weed has me tripping,” she said and laughed.

  Durand nodded.

  “You know what we doing right? I don’t think you the type, but I don’t want no funny style shit in the morning. Do you want this? I need you to verbally tell me yes Novah,” he said and began to kiss her neck.

  Novah closed her eyes as his lips gave her neck pleasure like never before. Her body relaxed into his as she let go of her inhibitions. Even if only for one night.

  “I do. I want it so fucking bad,” she admitted.

  Durand chuckled. He pulled back and licked his thick lips.

  “Good girl. I do too and now I’m bout to give you what you need. Get naked,” he told her and walked off.

  Novah’s eyes slid across the room once more and she took off her dress. A large four poster bed sat to the left of the room. To the right was a mini bar and stripper pole. In the middle of the room was the swing and while the walls were a soft ivory color the carpet was blood red. The room held gold accents of candles and lamps even the drapes were gold.

  Novah allowed for her dress to slide to the floor and she yelped when Durand’s warm hands slid over her ass.

  “Get in the swing,” he said quietly while still gripping her large behind.

  Novah smiled.

  “I need a drink. I’m nervous.”

  Durand chuckled.

  “I got you, but we not gone get drunk. I want you to remember all the shit that’s bout to happen,” he murmured and led her over to the swing.

  Novah allowed for Durand to strap her into the swing and position her legs so that they were opened in a V-shape. Durand made sure Novah was strapped in tightly before standing up. His low lids soaked in her body as he looked at her.

  “I’ve never seen anybody as sexy as you. You beautiful as shit,” he revealed before walking over to the bar.

  Novah’s heart raced as Durand opened the seal on some white liquor. She watched him pour them both a glass and water her drink down with juice. She gave him a nervous grin as he walked back over to her carrying the small glasses.

  “I didn’t want any juice.”

  Durand nodded.

  “And I don’t want you drunk ma. Not tonight maybe next time,” he replied.

  Quietly they finished the drinks while looking into each other’s eyes. Durand then put the glasses away and took off his clothes. As Novah stared down at his large member he grabbed nipple clamps and a cup of ice.

  Durand walked over to Novah and kissed her lips sensually. Novah felt so exposed and bare to him as she peered into his eyes.

  “I’m nervous as hell,” she admitted lowly.

  Durand nodded. He placed the gold nipple clamps onto her hard nipples and ran his free hand through her hair.

  “Don’t be. If you don’t like it just let a nigga know. My only goal is to make you cum until you can’t take anymore. Now stick your tongue out,” he instructed.

  Novah’s heart pumped wildly as she did as he’d asked. Durand leaned down to gently suck on her tongue as he shoved a small ice cube up her vagina. Novah’s thighs immediately began to shake as the cold cube awakened her sex.

  “Relax baby,” he whispered pulling back.

  Durand dropped down to his knees and while staring up at Novah he began to catch the liquid falling from her opening. He pulled on the clamps gently and Novah cried out.

  “Oh God! Damn!” she whimpered.

  Durand lapped up her pussy like he was licking a bowl of milk and pulled the clamps harder.

  “You like that?”

  Novah nodded. He pulled the clamps again this time with more force and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

  “I do, I do!” she yelled.

  Durand zeroed in on her clitoris and Novah feared she would fall from the swing as her body began to shake. Within minute she came into Durand’s mouth.

  Durand licked her clean before standing up. He grabbed a XL magnum and joined her at the swing. After wrapping up his member he slid his hands up and down her legs that were still aimed up in the air.

  “You taste so fucking good. Give me a kiss,” he demanded.

  Novah swallowed hard and leaned up as much as she could to bless him with her lips. As Durand attacked Novah with his full lips his dick pushed into her tight walls. Novah tried to pull back to cry out and he shook his head.

  “Don’t run. Take it ma,” he whispered against her lips.

  Novah stared into his alluring eyes as rapture covered her face. Weakly she nodded as her body received pleasure like no other.

  “Damn…. shit you feel good,” Durand said pulling back. He grabbed Novah’s legs and while staring into her eyes he commenced to beating her pussy up. Loud cries of pleasure bounced off the walls as he rocked her back and forth on his large penis.

  “Oh God! Oh Fuck! Damn! Shit!” Novah cried feeling like a virgin.

  Durand moved slightly to the left and Novah’s body jerked. She felt him began to knock against an unfamiliar spot inside of her and she grew worried.

  “Wait! What the fuck is happening?” she asked while tingling.

  Sweat gathered at the top of Durand’s brows. He glanced down at his dick as it slid in and out of Novah and he swallowed hard.

  “That’s what I was looking for ma. Didn’t I tell you I was a pussy monster? You thought I was fucking playing? Relax and cum. That’s all I want you to do,” he replied.

  Novah shook her head while trying to pull him closer to her. Tears filled her eyes as her heart raced.

  “I can’t! Oh God! I can’t”! she whined with a tear falling from her eye.

  Durand pulled on her nipple clamp and pounded into Novah aggressively. Novah’s head fell back and while she cried out at the top of her lungs a fountain of pleasure erupted from her thick frame.

  5

  #do4love

  9:52 I need to borrow $3000 to fix my car. What’s up?

  10:30 You ain’t shit. I need to use that money for my damn car. That’s how our son gets around.

  11:00 Aye you gone let me have that shit or not? I been helping my mom with bills and shit is tight for me.

  11:30 Fuck you.

  11:40 Drunk bitch.

  Billie rubbed the crust from her left eye and sighed. Her eyes shifted to Dreux before gazing back to the large cellphone screen. She watched another bubble pop up and she sighed.

  11:42 My bad, I been stressing. I really need this money. Can you do that for me?

  Billie’s fingers moved quickly against the screen.

  Yeah.

  11:45 that’s what’s up. Can you bring it to my job at one?

  Billie rolled her eyes. She read over Malachi’s earlier texts before responding. Everything in her wanted to text back fuck you but she didn’t. For her son she would play nice.

  Only for him.

  Yeah.

  She responded instead. Billie put her phone away after clearing out his hateful words. Her eyes ascended to the ceiling as she contemplated on if she should really give Malachi the money. He possessed a great job and was paying no rent. His money only went to things of luxury still the guilt of losing her son and knowing that he was with his father made her wanna pay it.

  “What’s wrong?”

  Dreux’s warm large hand slid over to Billie and caressed her bare thigh. He squeezed it gently before slipping it between her feathery soft legs. She closed her eyes as he protectively held her velvety mound.

  “Nothing.”

  Dreux sighed. He massaged her lips sen
sually until wetness seeped from between her opening.

  “If you say so beautiful. How you feeling?”

  Billie had been suffering from cluster migraines lately and she was certain it was from her stressful encounters with Malachi. She gave Dreux half a smile and sighed.

  “Better. My doctor put me on some stronger migraine pills and hopefully they work. My headache was so bad last night baby that I had to pull over onto the side of the road. I was scared I might crash, and you know that made me think of my wreck.”

  Dreux shook his head with his brows furrowed.

  “Until we get this shit in order, I can take you wherever you need to go or get you a driver. You had me scared as fuck last night. I almost crashed trying to get to you. You know I can’t handle nothing happening to you baby,” he replied.

  Billie nodded. She believed him because she felt the same way. Some may have felt it wasn’t healthy, but her life wasn’t worth living without her son or Dreux in it. They honestly completed her.

  “I know baby and I’ll be fine. What’s your plans for today?” she asked.

  Dreux removed his hand and licked his fingers before gazing over at her. The way his sorrel hued eyes peered over at Billie it made her heart race.

  “A lot. I found a new location for my latest warehouse. I need to get that in order then meet up with my brothers’ lawyer to see what’s going on with his early release. I gotta meet up with Malachi too. You know I stopped by to see my mom’s the other day, right?”

  Billie nodded. She lit up her pink and chrome vape pod and hit it twice before glancing over at Dreux.