Obsession 3

by Treasure Hernandez

  “Oh my goodness,” Secret moaned.

  Ray began licking Secret’s clit like it was a lollypop. She sucked the clit and could feel Secret almost lose her balance. Ray sucked and licked like the last supper was between Secret’s legs. With her hands pulling Secret into her face by her butt cheeks, she toyed and teased Secret’s clit.

  “Oh, oh, oh,” Secret began to holler until the sound of the doorbell interrupted everything. “Oh, shit,” Secret said, coming out of the trance Ray’s tongue had her in. “That’s my company.” Secret frantically began to put her clothing back on.

  Ray watched at first, trying to get in where she could fit in to help Secret. “Here.” Ray handed Secret her flip-flops.

  “Thank you,” Secret said, taking the shoes and putting them on her feet. She looked around the kitchen while patting her hair down. Everything looked and felt okay, so she headed to the front door. The doorbell rang one more time before she could get to it. “I’m coming,” Secret called out in a hard whisper, not wanting to wake Dina up. Before opening the door, she gave herself one last pat down. She cleared her throat and then opened the door. “Lucky,” she greeted him upon seeing him standing on her doorstep.

  He looked Secret up and down, admiring her outfit and her post-baby body in the outfit. “I’m lucky as hell. I get to have dinner with your fine ass.”

  Just then the door opened farther and for the first time Lucky spotted Ray. The smile that had been on his face faded.

  Noticing the look on Lucky’s face, Secret turned her neck to look at Ray. “Oh, Ray, yeah. Ray, this is Lucky. Lucky, this is my friend Ray. She just stopped by to say hey. She was just heading out.”

  Ray came around, basically trading spots with Secret and extended her hand to Lucky. “Nice to meet you, Lucky.”

  Lucky stared at Ray’s face while extending his hand. “You look so familiar,” Lucky said, shaking Ray’s hand.

  “I work in the ER at Genesee Hospital. Ever been shot or stabbed? Perhaps I’ve stitched you up before,” Ray said.

  “I have a couple soldier wounds. Maybe so.”

  Not 100 percent certain, but Secret felt as though there was some tension in the air between Lucky and Ray. It could have been all in her head considering she was in the middle of getting eaten out by Ray when her date for the evening, Lucky, knocked on the door. A little awkward standing between the girl who just ate you and the guy who you’re about to feed.

  “Well, uh, Ray, I’m so glad you stopped by,” Secret told her. “It was good seeing you. I’ll call you. We’ll have to do lunch or something.”

  “Yeah, that sounds good, considering I didn’t get to finish eating, so I’m still a little hungry.” She rubbed her stomach while winking at Secret.

  Secret began blushing and her cheeks turned a fiery red. Her mouth dropped open. She could feel Lucky staring at her. She looked to him and he had a proverbial question mark on his face. He wanted to know what was really going on.

  “Uh, yeah,” Secret began to stammer to Lucky. “I, you know, had Ray taste the meal I prepared for you. I wanted to get her opinion.” There was silence. Secret didn’t know if Lucky was buying her story. “Right, Ray?” she turned to Ray and said, her eyes begging for backup.

  Ray paused for a minute, watching her friend squirm. She then replied, “Yep, that’s right.”

  Secret and Ray stood there staring at each other. Lucky stood staring at them, his eyes going back and forth from one to the other.

  “Well, Ray, how was it?” Lucky decided to ask.

  Still staring into Secret’s eyes Ray replied, “How was what?”

  “What you tasted,” Lucky said.

  “Oh, that,” Ray said, snapping out of her trance. “It was delicious.” She licked her lips.

  Secret pictured Ray’s tongue rubbing across her clit. She twitched her legs a little and a moan escaped.

  Both Ray and Lucky looked to Secret. Embarrassed Secret said, “Sorry. I’m just a little faint. Had to work all day, get Dina down for bed, and cook. I haven’t even eaten myself, so perhaps we should go on inside and eat.” Secret took Lucky’s hand into hers.

  “Yeah, perhaps we should,” he agreed.

  That was clearly Ray’s hint to leave, but it took her a couple of seconds to get the hint. She then cleared her throat.

  “Oh, yeah, well let me let you two go ahead and enjoy your meal.” Ray gave Secret a hug. “You take care.” She then pulled away and looked to Lucky. “It was nice meeting you. Enjoy your meal. Save me some.” She winked and then left.

  Secret thought she was going to faint and only prayed that Ray’s subliminal messages to her had gone over Lucky’s head. She closed the door, locked it, and then turned to see Lucky standing there staring at her.

  “What?” Secret asked.

  Lucky shook his head. “I know ol’ girl from somewhere.”

  Secret shrugged. “Like she said, maybe you have seen her in the ER or something.”

  “Yeah, maybe,” Lucky agreed, still pondering where he might know Ray from.

  “I know.” Secret snapped her finger. “You might have seen her that night at the gas station when you came to pick me up after my mom put me out. She’s the one who let me use her phone to call you. She was still there when you came to pick me up.”

  Lucky twisted his lips while in thought. “Maybe. Must mean she was really worried about you if she waited there with you for me to show up.” Lucky let out a harrumph. “Your store manager, Ray . . . You got a lot of people who just happen to be in the right place at the right time showing up to rescue you, huh?”

  Secret thought about Lucky’s comment for a moment. “Hmmm, I guess I do. And you were one of those people as well,” Secret concurred. “Anyway, dinner is ready. Let’s eat.”

  Secret headed into the kitchen and fixed her and Lucky’s plates. She set them down on the dining room table. Lucky was sitting over on the couch watching television.

  “Your feast awaits you,” Secret said to Lucky.

  Lucky picked up the remote, turned the television off, and then went and joined Secret at the table. “Damn, you showed out,” Lucky said. “Roast, mac and cheese, greens, corn muffins, sweet potatoes. Is it Thanksgiving already? This is better than me taking you out to dinner.”

  Lucky had called Secret a couple days ago and invited her out to dinner. Secret hadn’t called him since their little tiff in the grocery store, so he’d decided to make the first move. Secret declined. She didn’t really want to take Dina out in the evening to her babysitter. It was bad enough Dina was away from her all day while she worked. The last thing Secret wanted to do was dump her off back to the babysitter’s that evening.

  Knowing she had to start moving things along with her and Lucky’s connection, Secret didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to spend time with him, so she opted to cook dinner for him at her place instead. He’d gladly accepted, so now here the two sat breaking bread together.

  “This looks good as hell,” Lucky said about the spread on the table.

  “Let’s hope you think it tastes as good as it looks.” Secret said grace and the two began to dig in.

  “Ray was right,” Lucky said. “This is delicious.”

  “Thank you,” Secret said not sensing any type of sarcasm from Lucky at the mention of Ray’s name.

  The two finished off their meals and sat at the table full and satisfied.

  “You want dessert?” Secret asked Lucky.

  “What you made dessert too? What is it?”

  “It’s a cherry pie, but I cheated. It’s from the frozen section at my store.”

  Lucky laughed.

  “But it’s still good,” Secret said.

  Lucky looked Secret up and down. “Mmmm, I bet it is still good.” He licked his lips.

  Secret wriggled in her seat a little bit, blushing.

  “You look good tonight.”

  “Thank you.” Secret smiled.

  “You can’t even tell you just had a b
aby.”

  “Well, the baby is four months old, so technically I didn’t just have a baby.”

  “Yeah, but chick’s kids be twelve and they still be talking about they carrying baby weight.”

  Secret laughed.

  “I’m serious.” Lucky laughed as well. “But you do look good though, ma.”

  “Thank you,” Secret said.

  “The food tasted as good as it looked, so I’m wondering if the same goes for you.”

  “Huh? What?” Secret said in a coy manner.

  Lucky got up from the table and walked over to Secret. “Girl, let’s stop playing games. Clearly we still have a connection.”

  “And what makes you so sure of that?” Secret asked.

  “I wouldn’t be here right now if we didn’t.”

  “You think?” Secret asked.

  “I know. If I don’t know anything else about you, I know you don’t play games. It ain’t in you. You keep it one hunnid, which is what always turned me on about you. And as you can see, I’m turned on now.” Lucky’s eyes roamed down to his manhood that was practically bulging out of his pants.

  Secret caught herself staring at it, reminiscing on how good Lucky used to make her feel. No, no, no, she scolded herself. This assignment does not have to include sex.

  Sure she had to form a relationship with Lucky, but Detective Davis never said it had to be sexual. Secret’s mind was telling her no, but her body was damn sure telling her yes.

  Lucky extended his hand. Still torn in her own thoughts, Secret just stared at it for a minute.

  Seeing the contemplation written all over her face Lucky said, “I’ll never hurt you again, Secret. Anything I do from this point on will only make you feel good. I promise you it won’t hurt.”

  Secret couldn’t resist one second longer. It had been so long since she’d been made to feel good. Lucky didn’t deserve her. He didn’t deserve her body. She knew that deep inside. Not after the way he’d played her. But for just once in her life Secret wanted to be selfish. She wanted to make this all about her and her needs. Yeah, Lucky might get his off as well, but she was damn sure going to get hers.

  Chapter 21

  Secret slowly placed her hand into Lucky’s. He smiled and pulled her up to him. He slowly led her up to her bedroom, closing the door behind them.

  Secret lay across the bed as Lucky slowly began to undress her. He removed her flip-flops first, then slid her panties and pants down. It felt like déjà vu. Not too long ago it was Ray who had been doing this exact same thing to Secret.

  Ironically, Lucky had finished off the meal Secret had started with Ray. Now Lucky was about to finish off what Ray had started with Secret.

  “Damn, you wet as hell down there,” Lucky said, staring down at Secret as he began to undo his pants. “I can see the juices flowing already.”

  There was no telling whether it was freshly squeezed juice, or the juices Ray had already gotten to flow earlier. Nonetheless, the wetness drenched Lucky’s fingers when he began plunging them inside Secret.

  She crooned and grooved her hips as Lucky played inside her sugar walls. He got harder by the moment watching her lie there with her eyes closed taking in his fingers.

  “Damn, I got to get in that pussy,” he said, taking his hands and spreading Secret’s legs apart. The two were naked from the bottom down, still had on their shirts. They were both so heated that there was no more time for foreplay or for removing the remainder of their clothing. Lucky placed the tip of his penis inside Secret. He was confused when she pulled away from him. “What?” he asked.

  “Hello, condom.”

  “You serious right now?”

  “I just had a baby. My stuff if like fertilized ground right now. I’m liable to have twins if I get pregnant,” Secret argued.

  “Please just the tip. Please, Secret.” Lucky began to kiss Secret. “Please.” He managed to use his hand to maneuver his penis back to Secret’s wet pussy lips. “Please, baby, please.” He kissed Secret and pumped the tip of himself in and out of Secret.

  “Lucky, no,” she moaned loving the way just that tip of Lucky felt inside of her.

  “Come on, you know this shit feels good. You know you miss this dick,” Lucky coaxed as he slipped more and more of himself inside her.

  At first Secret subconsciously began to throw her hips back and forth, taking more and more of Lucky in and loving every inch of it. But then upon him thrusting his entire vessel in her, her eyes opened wide. Not just her two eyes, but her mind’s eye. What was she thinking? As bad as she wouldn’t mind experiencing an orgasm right about now, no way should it be with Lucky. She forced herself to replay in her mind him allowing her to be handcuffed and thrown into the back of a police car while eight months pregnant. He drove off and left both her and her baby for dead. No way was he about to bust one off up in her.

  “No, we can’t,” Secret said as Lucky thrust in and out of her.

  He was so caught up in the feeling of being inside of her, he continued his strokes. His ears were tuned in to the sound of him dipping in and out of Secret’s wetness. “I’m ’bout to come,” Lucky moaned.

  Finally Secret placed her hands on his chest and in one powerful thrust, pushed him off of her.

  “Secret, what the fuck,” Lucky said right on the verge of coming. He grabbed himself and began to jack off as cum squirted on Secret. “Fuck,” he said, throwing his head back, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he continued to jack off.

  Secret jumped out of the way, got up, and ran into the bathroom. She placed her hands on the sink and just stood there breathing heavily. Her eyes caught the stains on her shirt from Lucky’s fluid. She gagged. She felt so dirty, so nasty. She put her hands behind her head and attempted to unzip the shirt’s zipper that went from her neck slightly down her back. She got it somewhat but then it got stuck. She struggled and fought with it until she ended up ripping the shirt off.

  Tears flowed down her eyes as she turned on the shower water. She didn’t even wait for the water to warm up. She stood in the shower and allowed the cold pellets to hit her skin. She felt the same way she felt after having sex for the first time with that stranger, who she now knew to be Major Pain.

  Secret grabbed the soap and began washing up. She had a mental pep talk with herself at the same time. She was not going to beat herself up about this. She was going to go back out there, apologize to Lucky, and get her head back in the game. After all, this was just a game.

  Secret came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She stopped and peeked in on Dina to make sure she was still sleeping sound. She then walked into her bedroom where she found Lucky sitting on the edge of her bed, his elbows on his knees and his hands resting in his head. She pushed the bedroom door closed behind her and it creaked. Surely he’d heard her enter the room and could feel her presence, but still, he never looked up.

  After letting out a deep breath, Secret went and sat next to Lucky. She just sat there twisting her lips for a second, trying to think of what to say. Finally Lucky slightly turned his head, still buried in his hands and looked at her with one eye.

  “What’s up?” Lucky asked.

  “You,” Secret replied.

  He looked down between his legs. “Not anymore.”

  “Yeah, about that.”

  “Naw, it’s all good, ma. You don’t have to explain nothing to me. That’s your body. No means no, right?”

  Secret couldn’t tell if he was being serious or a smart ass. She didn’t reply.

  “Well, let me go get cleaned up and get out of here.” Lucky stood. “Can I use your bathroom?”

  Secret looked up at him. “Lucky, you don’t have to ask me if you can use my bathroom. You’re not some stranger.”

  “Oh, for real? ’Cause I couldn’t tell just a minute ago. You pushed me away like I was a stranger.”

  “I’m sorry about that. I was tripping,” Secret said.

  “Tripping or teasing?”


  “You know I’m not that girl.”

  “Really I don’t, because you let a nigga get all up in there and then cut him off right when he ’bout to nut.” Lucky rolled his eyes and a look of embarrassment covered his face. “Man, you know how long it’s been since I had to jack off? Then to do it in front of a female.” He shook his head.

  “You mean on a female.” Secret was hoping her little comment softened Lucky up.

  He looked at her and cracked a smile. “Yeah, that shit was kind of nice.”

  Secret laughed. “You so nasty.” Lucky laughed a little too and then both their laughter died down. “I’m sorry I freaked out like that. It’s just that it’s been awhile. And having Dina was rough. I can’t imagine getting pregnant and have to go through all that by myself again.”

  Lucky cut her off. “But you wouldn’t be by yourself. I’m here.”

  “But how can I trust that, Lucky? My mom threw me away. My dad didn’t want me. You threw me away and my best friend has obviously already learned the street code of money over bitches because she’s not around. I can’t set myself up for that again. It’s sad, but a baby who can’t even walk or talk is all I trust wholeheartedly right now.”

  Lucky took in her words. “I feel you on that.”

  “Do you really?” Secret asked. “You get where I’m coming from?”

  “Yeah.” Lucky exhaled. “I still don’t know why you ain’t let a nigga come up in there though. I was only like this much from coming.” He used his index finger and thumb to express how close he was.

  Secret laughed and stood up. “Yeah, I was too. But at least you got yours.” And Secret wasn’t joking when it came to that. For the second time tonight she’d been on the verge of coming with no such luck.

  Lucky brushed a loose piece of hair down on top of Secret’s head. “You really are special.”

  “And you really make me feel special.”

  The two stared into each other’s eyes.

  “Let me go get cleaned up before I find myself jacking off again,” Lucky said. He turned to walk away.