Betrayal

by A. Marie

  “Where’s my god mom?” she asked, taking a seat on the chest this time instead of the bed.

  “She let me in like an hour ago and said she was going up to Detroit to the MGM Grand Casino to gamble and eat.”

  “Oh,” Leah said simply as she crossed her arms and grew silent.

  Leah really had no other words for Marcus at the moment. She was still pissed about his actions from yesterday and didn’t want to be bothered with him today. If she was being honest with herself, she didn’t want to be bothered with him ever again. Marcus shoving and calling her a bitch had left a bad taste in Leah’s mouth. She had never endured disrespect from any boy, and she wasn’t about to start with this one.

  “Why you sitting way over there?” Marcus asked as he patted the space next to him, motioning for her to come sit next to him.

  “Naw, I’m good, but you can tell me why your stalking ass has been here a whole hour watching me sleep?” Leah said as she remained planted in her seat. That’s some weird shit.

  Marcus ignored her question as he stood up rounding the bed and sat on her lap.

  “Get your heavy ass off me boy, damn,” Leah said as she struggled to push him off of her.

  Marcus started licking her ear while she fought against him. He knew she was still mad and wanted to make it up to her and he knew for a fact that Leah’s ear was a weak spot of hers.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned softly as she instantly started getting a pulse in her clitoris.

  He was slowly disarming her as she started getting into the mood.

  “No, no, no,” she said, trying to get him to get up, but he was barely budging.

  This nigga thinks he slick, she thought to herself. Leah was battling with trying to stand her ground about what happened yesterday. She didn’t want Marcus to think that sex would be accepted as a form of apology, or could it?

  He traced his tongue down her neck and she sucked her teeth. Leah, you bet not fucking give into his stalking ass, she coached herself. Marcus stood, picking Leah up with ease as he carried her over to the bed and arrested her arms so she couldn’t resist him. “I’m sorry baby,” he said, kissing her and then quickly moving to her right ear and then licked it slowly. The pulse in her clitoris became more intense and she couldn't help but be a willing participant in extracurricular activities that was about to take place. Marcus moved from Leah’s ear down to her neck sucking so hard that it both hurt and felt good. I know this nigga not putting a fucking hater mark on me, she thought as she moved her neck from his grasp. Marcus snickered when Leah moved. “I see you don’t want me marking you up.” He then pulled her shirt up and lifted it over her head and attacked her right breast knowing her right side is the most sensitive.

  Leah moaned as she squirmed and started pulling her pants down while he drove her crazy sucking on the right areola. Marcus had mastered her body over the summer and knew exactly what she liked and what she didn't. He rolled his tongue over to the left side giving that side a little attention as well. Leah pushed at his head making him go down south as she anticipated the warmth of his mouth reaching her southern lips. He kissed down her flat stomach slowly, dipping his tongue in her belly button and then tracing his tongue along the creases of her inner thighs as she spread her legs open wide. Marcus stuck one finger inside of Leah's wet walls and the way she clenched down on that one finger made his boy hard. She is fucking drenching, damn, Marcus thought to himself as he fingered her for several seconds before replacing his finger with his stiff tongue. As soon as Leah felt his tongue her whole body lifted from the bed as she moaned loudly.

  “Dammit baby,” she moaned as he pulled her back down and slid her more toward him. “Naw, don't run now bey, this what you wanted right? Take this shit like a big girl.”

  Leah let her legs fall to each side as she shoved his head into her pussy and grinded against his face.

  “Just eat your damn lunch baby,” she said with authority.

  It was 12 in the afternoon, so she was serving up a special meal for him. Marcus circled his tongue over her entire pussy as she worked her hips, he was licking her shit like it would be his last lunch meal. “I’m sorry baby,” he said in between each lick. Leah didn't respond, she was too busy wanting to catch a spasm. Marcus jabbed that tongue in her pussy.

  “I said I’m sorry,” he moaned.

  “Okay, baby Okayyyy,” she squealed as Marcus started flicking his tongue against her clit faster and applying pressure as he did it. Leah was dripping wet and was ready to fuck. “Take your pants off baby,” she said all while making sure he never took his mouth off her flesh as she moved her hips to a rhythm. Marcus reached up and started flicking at her nipples as he applied more pressure to the strokes he was giving her womanhood with his tongue. This had Leah spent as she felt her orgasm building and her legs started trembling.

  “Wait, baby stop.” Leah grasped Marcus by the ears, tugging him up and stared in his beautiful light brown eyes. “I want to cum all over that dick,” she said. Leah was ready for him to penetrate her with his love stick. Marcus entered her dripping box and groaned in satisfaction as he stroked her clit while pumping in and out of her. He was enjoying the view as she was playing with her own nipples now and making herself even wetter from the sensation. Marcus then laid on top of her as she locked her legs around his waist.

  “Damn, bey you soaked,” he growled in her ear and then kissed it softly.

  He was gassing Leah head up with so much confidence in her sexuality, she smirked slightly. Leah took him by surprise when she started matching him pump for pump. He was used to doing all the work when she was on the bottom. Leah fucking him back made him go crazy.

  “Leah.” He grunted.

  Her sex had him feeling soft. She felt good. This sex with her wasn’t normal, the feelings inside him weren’t normal. He sucked his teeth and bit into his lip as he shook his head. Marcus had never experienced this emotion. The words that were forming at the tip of his tongue were threatening to escape. Shit, he thought.

  “I fucking love you,” he called out as he started picking up his pace.

  Leah moans seized and her eyes filled with not only passion but with emotion as well. That statement had come out of nowhere, taking the air out of Leah’s lungs. Did he mean it or was he just that into the bliss she was serving? Leah wasn’t sure how to feel but her heart swelled as she picked up her pace.

  “I love you too baby,” she whispered back.

  Marcus retreated from inside her, he wasn’t ready for this ride to end. He lifted her right leg and started licking, up and down her thigh, sending chills through her body.

  “Give her a kiss baby,” Leah moaned as she caressed the top of his head.

  Marcus licked his full lips and made his way to her. He wrapped his lips around her sex giving it one long suck, tasting her before he kissed it and then inserted his man back inside. Marcus hit her with a deep stroke and kissed her as he hit her with one more deep stroke causing her to cream all over him. “Agh,” Leah cried out as her body went through different channels of pleasure. She rode the wave of ecstasy, enjoying every second.

  “Fuck bey,” Marcus said as he came hard inside of her, no pulling out and no thinking of the possible consequences of his actions by being caught in the moment since he slid up in her raw.

  They laid there breathing heavy and exhausted because of the race they were just in to get to the finish line. Leah was on a sexual high that she didn’t want to come down from. Marcus had depleted her and snatched all her self-discipline she was trying to hold onto. She had allowed his sex to become a form of apology and didn’t care one bit because it was an excellent one. Marcus rolled over from off Leah and stretched his arm out so she could snuggle under him.

  “I think I want a job,” she stated as she rubbed his chest, glad that he didn't have hair on it.

  Leah didn't like hairy chest boys and she was appreciative that he was one of the ones without it.

  “That’s cool, but what m
akes you want to work all of a sudden?” He asked.

  “Well, I've been thinking about it all summer, I really want to start doing things for myself without having to ask my mommy for nothing.”

  Marcus looked at her and was confused. He didn’t understand why she felt like she couldn’t ask him for what she needed. He was her man and could provide for her. He wanted to provide for her. She never asked him for anything, which made him want to give her everything.

  “I mean that's cool and all but I got you bey.”

  Leah stopped him mid-sentence. Sitting up she adjusted the sheets to cover her breast as she looked him in the eyes. She had realized she didn’t know what all he did to make his money. They had laid around numerous of times talking, but never did his hustling come up. Leah would always see him selling different merchandise and wondered why.

  “Marcus we never really talked about what all you do to get your money and I want to know.”

  “I’m a stick up kid and slang them thangs, that's all there is to it,” he said ready to change the subject.

  “Yeah okay just make sure you’re being careful stick up kid,” Leah shot back.

  “You don't have to worry about me bey, I'm straight, but I'm glad you want to hustle to get your own bey, straight go getter,” Marcus responded.

  Marcus started kissing on Leah's neck as the thought of her wanting to be independent turned him on but cut the encounter short when his phone chimed. Marcus leaned over the side of the bed to retrieve the phone, he checked the alert and smirked. Leah noticed him grin and then quickly stuffed it back in his jeans. This nigga phone sure has been rocking lately, she thought to herself as he started to kiss on her again. She was no longer in the mood as her mind began to race at what the hell could be going on, first he seemed sneaky when she first walked in the room from brushing her teeth and now this.

  “Listen I'm about to shower and get my day started,” she said as she moved her face away from him.

  He looked at her like he couldn't believe what he was hearing and caught an instant attitude.

  “So, you just going to leave a nigga with blue balls?” he asked as he rubbed his pole against her. He was ready to try any and everything to get her soaked for him again.

  “Um, yeah I am home skillet, I got stuff to do,” Leah replied dismissing the conversation.

  She stood from the bed and started preparing the things she needed for her shower. She didn't care one bit that he was still laying there, dick hard and attitude all over his face. As she finished her preparations, she looked at him and shook her head. “So, are you going to chillax or are you leaving, cause if you're leaving, I need to lock the door behind you real quick.”

  She started making her way to the bedroom door. Marcus was pissed, she was letting him leave with a hard dick and an attitude. To him, that shit was disrespectful. He had never had a chick deny him of sex or anything for that matter. Marcus thought about staying, hoping Leah would change her mind, but when he noticed her mood not changing as she stood and waited by the door, he said fuck it. “Yeah, imma bounce,” he said climbing out of bed and dressing in haste. Leah held onto the doorknob as she waited for him to get his things. She knew he was livid. She could see it all over him. “I guess I'll hit you later,” he said as he exited the bedroom and made his way to the front door.

  Leah trailed behind him with her arms folded and a look of disgust on her face. Marcus turned to peck Leah on the cheek when they reached the front door. She wanted to move her face away, but she didn’t. She let him peck her cheek and then make his exit without a word. Leah didn't know what it was, but she had a feeling that he was up to something. Her god mom had always told her to never go searching for things you are not prepared to find. So, Leah dismissed her negative thoughts and headed back to her bedroom to get in the shower. She wasn’t prepared to find something that could possibly cause her heart ache. If Marcus was doing dirt she would sure find out and be sure to clean it up when the time came.

  Leah showered and dressed in plain blue jeans with a casual button-down shirt to match with a white tank top underneath and all white K-Swiss. She pulled her hair up into a neat ponytail with bangs and looked at her reflection in the mirror, loving what she saw staring back at her. “I guess I'll make this a productive Friday,” she said as she grabbed her purse and started making her way out the door. When she opened the front door, she jumped slightly dropping her house keys as Tyson was in mid knock.

  “Dammit Ty, you scared the hell out of me,” she shrieked as he kneeled, picking her keys up for her.

  “My bad lor sis,” he said, handing her keys over.

  “What's poppin baller?” She said chuckling.

  Tyson stood there wearing a blue jean Levi outfit with a black t-shirt underneath and all black Air-Forces on his feet and a gold chain with the letter N that hung from it. Leah knew that N stood for NuNu and she smiled at the way Tyson was repping her friend.

  “It’s all good, but what are you doing here Ty and what’s lor?” She asked, confused as she closed the front door and locked it.

  Tyson laughed, he always forgot he wasn’t back home, so they didn’t know the slang they used in Maryland. “My fault, I forget I’m not in B-More, but lor means little,” he explained.

  “Where are you heading, you need a ride?” He asked as they both started walking off the porch.

  “Well, I wanted to go fill out a couple applications real quick,” she replied. “Aight, I got you. Let's go, I need your help with a few things anyway, so we can roll and talk.”

  Leah hopped in the car wondering what he wanted help with, whatever it was she knew he was desperate if he wanted her help. It was a nice Friday afternoon. Leah rolled down her window letting the breeze blow through on her side.

  “You know Nu birthday is in two weeks and I want to throw her a party and surprise her with a car,” Tyson said as he steered with one hand and tried to flip through his cd case with the other.

  “Boy, give me that you just drive and I'll DJ,” Leah said, snatching the case away from him.

  “Aight Leah, damn with your bossy ass,” he said laughing. Leah laughed as well as she flipped through the case, picking out Jay-Z’s cd. She popped it in and the first song that played was her cut. Leah started jamming before Tyson interrupted her vibe.

  “What do you think about the party and the car idea?” He quizzed as he hit his turn signal to get over into the next lane.

  “I mean the party is a great idea and the car thing I'd have to get with Ms. Andrea to see what she thinks,” she said. Leah’s brain started working as she started thinking of party themes. Then an idea clicked in her head. Her friend Tasha’s uncle owned a nightclub that she was sure he would let them rent out for the night of the party. “Wait, Nu ass can't even drive so how the hell are you getting her a damn car Ty, she would hit some shit and tear it up all in the same day,” Leah said laughing.

  “Naw, my lor mama knows how to drive. I’ve been teaching her all summer and she finally got it,” he shot back in NuNu’s defense.

  She couldn’t believe that this conversation never came up between her and NuNu. The girls had been so distracted by the boys lately that they were missing time and Leah didn’t like that feeling. Tyson noticed the look on Leah’s face and was able to dissect her thoughts. “Don’t trip you've been laid up with my dummy Marcus that’s why you didn’t know,” he said with a smirk. Leah punched him in the arm, “boy shut up talking shit.”

  I wonder what the hell his stupid ass doing, she thought. She wished Tyson wouldn’t have mentioned his name, she still wasn’t feeling him at the moment.

  “Aye,” Tyson called out, yanking her out of her thoughts.

  “My fault Ty, but we can start planning the party later or over the weekend, if that's okay with you.”

  “Yeah I'm fine with that lor sis, just make sure you respond to my text.”

  Leah looked at him in confusion as she checked her phone, realizing it was on silent and
seeing the missed calls from him and her godmother.

  “Yeah, I see that now, my phone is on silent.”

  “Oh you must of didn’t want no interruptions while you and Marcus were going on half on baby,” he said grinning.

  “You and this half on baby shit is getting on my damn nerve Ty. Just cause you and Nu were playing house and now got a baby, don't be burning bread on me homie. Besides I’m on birth control, so it ain’t no going half on a baby this way,” she stated.

  “Yeah ard,” Tyson said, still grinning.

  “Speaking of the baby, you happy ain’t you?” Leah asked.

  She remembered the day he had announced that NuNu was pregnant. Tyson’s face was filled with so much adoration. Leah could feel the love and excitement radiating from him, she was certain everyone in the room could feel it. It was that strong.

  “Yeah I am, Nu is something special and I’m grateful for sharing this experience with her. I’m grateful for her having a friend like you as well. You always ride for my lor mama and I respect it cause most girls are scandalous as hell, a perfect example is the shit y’all home girl pulled. I got to give you your props for being a trill friend to my baby.”

  He held out his hand for a fist bump and Leah did the same. Leah smiled as their fists connected and then Tyson’s face became Mandy’s for a split second. Leah snapped her eyes shut and then opened them again.

  “Yo, you good?” Tyson asked, noticing the disturbed look on her face.

  Leah nodded. She was bugging out again and had to get it together.

  “Yeah I'm good Ty, but that's my sister, me and Nu have been friends since 5th grade we locked in for life.”

  “Fa sho,” Tyson said as he pulled in Wendy’s parking lot.

  “I’m coming in with you a nigga hungry and I might as well get some food while I’m waiting,” he said.

  They both walked in and stood in line waiting to place orders and talk to someone about getting an application. Leah heard chatter coming from the back as she approached the counter with Tyson right behind her.