by A'zayler
He’d practically cursed her out to pay the few bills that he did pay, but everything else was draining as fuck. He was used to providing; not being provided for. He was over that shit. Logan was his li’l baby, but he was being deprived in their relationship or whatever it was that they were calling themselves. Which was why when his phone beeped with a text, he was open for whatever it was.
7045470567: Come get you some…
Yeshi frowned as he studied the number. Who in the hell? It took him a minute before he realized it was East’s sister. A sinister smile crossed his face as he began to text her back.
Yeshi: How much can I get?”
7045470567: As much as you need.
Yeshi: Bet. You at your sister’s spot?
7045470567: Yep, wet and waiting
Yeshi’s hand immediately went to his dick.
Yeshi: Say no more, I’m on the way. They sleep?
7045470567: I believe so. If they ain’t, I’ll come out
Yeshi: Aight, I’ll hit you when I’m outside
Yeshi was out of the bed and finding him something to toss on in no time. By the time he was dressed and sticking his phone and keys into his pocket, Logan popped into his mind.
“Fuck!” He’d been moving so fast that he’d forgotten he lived with that damn girl. “Shit… shit… shit.”
He stood in place for a minute trying to think of something to tell her if she saw him leave. It took him a minute, but once he was able to come up with something reasonable, he exited his room and went to the bathroom. He hurried to close the door behind him and brush his teeth. Yeshi stood in the mirror washing his face while gargling mouthwash. When he was completely done, he slid some Vaseline on his lips and exited the bathroom.
“You ok…” Logan’s words trailed off when she noticed he was dressed.
Her eyes looked from the hoodie to the basketball shorts and sneakers. When she finally made eye contact with him again, she raised her eyebrows but said nothing. Yeshi thought about answering her question without her asking it but changed his mind. He wasn’t about to help her out at all. He was having a hard enough time getting out of there, and he wasn’t about to drop himself in even hotter water.
“Going somewhere?”
“Yeah, I’m about to go grab me some food and probably just ride around to clear my mind for a minute.”
“Hmm.” She crossed her arms over her chest while looking him over with an expression that screamed she didn’t believe him. “Where you riding to?”
“Nowhere in particular, just riding.”
Yeshi made sure to keep eye contact so that he wouldn’t appear to be lying. Logan was on his ass hard, and he could see the displeased feelings she had for his three am ‘food run,’ but that was all he was about to give. Anything more, and she would have to get it from somewhere else.
“Fine… I guess.”
“I won’t be long.”
Logan slowly nodded. Yeshi had been in similar situations in the past, so he knew what that slow, one head nod meant. She didn’t believe his ass at all, but she was going to chill and let it play out.
“No liquor stores, right?”
Oh, hell yes! Yeshi screamed in his head. It wasn’t that she assumed he was about to fuck off; she thought he was sneaking off to drink. That, he could handle. To help ease her mind and make it easier for him to go ahead and slip out, he stepped forward and pulled both of her arms down so that he was holding her hands.
“You have my word. There will be no drinking.” A quick kiss to her mouth softened her mood. “You believe me?”
She paused before nodding.
“Okay, I’ll be right back. You want something?”
“No, I’m fine.”
Yeshi grabbed Logan’s face and kissed her passionately before pulling away and walking down the hallway then out of the house. He made sure to lock the door before making his way to Jerian. She was a real tough li’l joint who was apparently on the same sex shit that he was on. Nothing more, nothing less. In the back, front, and on both sides of his mind, he knew what he was doing was wrong, but oh well. He was a man who needed what he needed, and as long as Logan never found out, he’d be cool.
Versus entertaining the thoughts of Logan that kept trying to resurface, Yeshi turned his music up and sped to Killian’s house. When he was outside, he hit his headlights and cut the engine to his truck.
Yeshi: Outside… what’s up?
7045470567: I’ll come out there just to be safe.
Yeshi: Bet
While waiting for her, Yeshi pulled his phone out and texted Logan.
Yeshi: Thanks for being here for me… I really appreciate you for all of this.
Logan: Don’t thank me, you deserve it.
Logan: Hurry back
Yeshi: I will
He had just turned his phone off when he saw Jerian ease out of the house. She was in a short li’l purple robe with her hair pulled back off her face. She was bad as a muthafucka. Yeshi smiled and let his seat back; he was about to enjoy this shit. Her long legs stretched out toward his truck, making him even more ready than he had been before.
He couldn’t wait to feel those legs around him. When she finally got to his truck, she didn’t go to the passenger seat. Instead, she walked right to the driver’s side and opened the door. As soon as he came into view, she smiled and reached her hand out to him. Since he’d already let his seat back, Yeshi enveloped her small hand and pulled her into the truck with him.
One long leg after the other, she straddled his lap before leaning out to close the door. As soon as they were safely inside together, Yeshi hit the locks and wrapped both of his arms around her waist. Jerian wasted no time on pleasantries. Her mouth devoured his the moment their lips collided. Her hands were soft as they gripped both sides of his face and neck.
A lone moan sounded through the car when Yeshi’s hand found her exposed honey. It was wet and waiting, just like she’d promised.
“Gotdamn, you’re a woman of your word. Pussy wet as hell.”
Jerian smiled cockily at him. “Get some.”
Yeshi’s eyes lowered at her boastful talk. With one hand, he lifted her from his lap before pushing his shorts down with the other. Jerian sat up off him and patiently waited for him to get himself prepared.
“Get in the back,” he told her.
Obediently, Jerian climbed over his armrest and into his large backseat. The cab of his truck was extremely large and spacious, so he had plenty of room to bang her out. Instead of climbing over the armrest like she’d done, he got out and opened the backdoor to let himself in. Jerian was sitting with her back against the door, legs open, and a smile on her face. One of her pretty hands was between her legs, keeping her ready for him.
Yeshi had to bite his lip to keep himself from diving head first into her. With his dick out and a condom in hand, Yeshi reached out to her. Jerian shook her head from side to side.
“Nah, you come here. I got something for you.”
Yeshi licked his lips at the glistening finger she had stretched out toward him. There was no thought in tasting her; he wanted to do that shit anyway. After sucking her finger, he had to have more. Lucky for him, Jerian was eager to give. Her legs fell open wider the moment he lowered his head between them. A mouth full of her juices had him smacking like a lost dog.
He’d been enjoying every share of Logan’s goodies whenever she let him get a taste, and it was the best feeling next to sliding off a pint of some top shelf shit, but it was so few and far between that he still didn’t get enough to ease his urge. Logan was stingy with her shit while Jerian was practically force feeding it to him.
“Taste good don’t it?”
“Hell yeah.” Yeshi wiped his mouth and snatched her down below him.
Her small body came willingly, and he was sheathed and dipping into her before she could say another word. The way she moaned and squeezed her eyes closed was familiar. Most of the women he indulged in had encountered that
same feeling. After a few uncomfortable strokes, Yeshi was able to position himself right enough to enjoy the quick sexual exploit.
“Oh damn,” Jerian squeezed out with her face distorted in pleasure. “Yeshi, shit.”
“You alright. You can handle this dick, ma,” he coached her while still stroking deeply.
Jerian’s slim body didn’t have as much cushion as Logan’s had, but she was just as soft and just as deep. He could definitely fuck with it. On top of her being easier to move around and maneuver, she was with it all. Not one time had she objected or pushed him away.
“You taking this dick better than thick bitches.”
Jerian’s eyes were on him when she winked. “Don’t underestimate me because I’m skinny. We really lit. Y’all niggas just be sleep.”
“Well, I’m woke now. Gotdamn,” Yeshi told her before leaning over her body and speeding up his pace.
It was a good thing that Jerian had been down to fuck off in his truck because she was making all kinds of noises, even making him release a few moans of his own. They most definitely would have gotten caught up by East and Killian.
“Yo, get it, ma.”
Jerian moved her body feverishly against his until her body tensed up and gave way to the ripping orgasm.
Yeshi leaned back just enough to watch her. It was cute as hell how she shivered every time he touched her after she busted. He was about to smile but stopped when he felt himself nearing his end as well. The feeling was euphoric and made him feel like he was on top of the world. Hell yeah! Bagging bad bitches was what he did, and Jerian was bad as fuck.
Once they’d both gathered themselves, Jerian gave him a sly smile. “Thanks for that.”
“Ain’t no thang,” he smoothly told her.
She was staring at him, smiling and shit. That dick glow was so pretty on women that he’d learned to distinguish it from an ordinary smile. It was different and the norm for him.
“Gone in the house.”
“I’m going.” Jerian turned to get out but stopped and looked back at him. “I leave this weekend. We should hook up again.”
“Just hit my line, boo, and I’m here for ya.”
Her smile grew bigger before she exited.
Yeshi waited until she was back in the house before he cranked up and pulled off. The entire ride back to Logan, he allowed his thoughts to get to him. They weren’t the worst ones he’d ever had, but they weren’t any of the best either. It took a while because he’d been purposely driving slowly, but he pulled back into the parking lot and parked.
He looked around the car to make sure everything was straight before getting out and fixing his clothes. Once he’d checked his reflection in his truck window and fixed his hoodie, he headed inside, hoping all the way that Logan would be asleep.
***
With shaky hands, Logan rushed back to her bed and slid beneath the covers. She had been out of her bed, and in the window the moment she’d heard Yeshi’s truck. Discreetly, she’d watched him check himself out in the truck before proceeding in the house. Nothing looked out of the ordinary with him, but it definitely felt wrong. Something about his whole need to ride around, as he so eloquently put it, didn’t sit right in her spirit.
She wasn’t sure why because he’d seemed so sincere upon leaving, but all of that had slipped right out the door behind him when he’d left. She’d tried not to worry herself about where he was or what he was doing, but she hadn’t been able to. Even with her being unable able to put her finger on it, she knew something wasn’t right, but she’d just keep that to herself until she could feel him out.
The pink blanket on her bed was up to her eyes when she heard him coming down the hallway. Her heart was beating fast as she waited to hear him do or say something. Oddly, she had been waiting for him to open her door and let her know that he was back, but that was too hopeful. Her room was just as quiet as it had been since he’d been gone.
“Wait a minute,” she said to herself when she heard him in the bathroom.
There was water running. Not from the shower but the sink. She wasn’t sure what that was about, but it only added to her uneasy feeling. She wanted so badly to hop up and go check him but didn’t want to be too crazy or too intrusive, so she just chilled.
Unconsciously holding her breath, Logan lay in bed until she heard him walk into his bedroom and close the door. She was up immediately afterward. Quietly, she checked the bathroom for any signs of misconduct but found nothing. Somewhat annoyed, she went back to her bed and closed her eyes. A quick prayer was sent up for herself before she slipped off to sleep.
10. I’m Not What You Think I Am
“Bad li’l vibe she been on my mind,” Yeshi smiled as he sang in Logan’s face.
Logan was smiling hard as hell while she leaned on the brick wall of the car wash building. They’d been headed out to eat when he’d decided to stop and get his truck cleaned. It was looking a little dusty, and he hated that with a passion. He was too player to have his whip looking dirty. On top of that, he needed any signs of Jerian cleaned and vacuumed out before Logan could catch a whiff of her. Of course, li’l Logan had been down for whatever, so that worked out perfectly for him.
The music playing around them was coming from a large speaker box near the back of the building but was loud enough for them to hear it where they were. Logan had been chilling and minding her business, but Yeshi was feeling too good not to bother her. She’d been so lowkey all day that he’d been nervous that East had actually told on him or that she somehow knew about his rendezvous with Jerian, but she hadn’t said anything about it. Her vibe had been a little mellow, too mellow, but he’d been doing his best to remain cool.
He’d been fucking off on women for years, so he knew how to control himself. He hadn’t given off any signs that might tell on him, so if she felt some type of way, she would have to say it. He wasn’t helping. Until then, he’d just keep being himself to maintain the normalcy of their relationship.
“You too fine to be standing there looking that mean.”
Logan blushed and playfully pushed him away as he leaned over in her face singing and rapping. Yeshi grabbed both of her hands and pulled them to his mouth, kissing all over them before placing them on his chest. He thought she’d drop them once he let her go, but she didn’t. Instead, she smiled harder and pulled him to her.
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed the front of his neck. It felt so good that Yeshi had to grab onto her. His eyes had closed, and he’d inhaled deeper. Logan’s hands slipped beneath his shirt and rubbed the bare skin of his back as she held him close to her.
“What got you feeling this good? You’re on cloud nine. I love it,” she whispered to him.
Yeshi opened his eyes and looked down at her. He was in fact in a good mood, and it was all because of her. Her birthday was the next day, and he had been planning something extravagant all day, but she didn’t even know it. To actually be in a position to make her special day even more special made him feel good.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
Logan’s eyes sparkled when she looked up at him. She was staring at him hard as hell, but since she was smiling, he was sure it was for a good reason.
“Tell me and see.”
Yeshi pulled out of her embrace and walked backward with his hands stretched out on both sides. His smile was wide as he sang along with R. Kelly about going half on a baby. When she smiled and dropped her head, he went back to her and touched her flat stomach.
“It don’t have to be today, but one day.” He pecked the side of her face.
“It’s already today.” Her smile left, and Yeshi frowned.
“Yooo, I know you ain’t pregnant?”
Logan leaned her head to the side and looked past him. When she didn’t say anything right away, Yeshi leaned down in her face to see her expression.
“Logan?”
“What?”
“You pregnant?”
He watch
ed her play with the bottom of his shirt before finally making eye contact. When she nodded, his chest dropped momentarily. He’d been fucking the shit out of her with no protection, even playing with the thought of having kids with her, but he hadn’t known it would happen that soon.
“Aight.” He nodded. “Good. We gon’ be straight.”
Her voice perked up. “You sure?”
Yeshi quickly kissed her forehead before grabbing her in a hug. “For sure. It ain’t no thing. It ain’t like we hurting and can’t afford the baby.”
“But, we’re not even married.” Her head dropped.
Yeshi played with what to say next. He most definitely didn’t want to say something that would fuck him up, but he didn’t want her to feel bad either.
“It’s cool. We will be.”
That was the best he could do to keep her satisfied for a minute. At least until he could figure out what was really about to happen. Could he really be faithful to her? He’d been trying, but even his best wasn’t enough sometimes. He had literally been preparing for sex with Jerian a few days prior and had every intention of following through with it. As jacked up as it was, he would really fuck her if she’d let him, and wouldn’t feel bad about it. Luckily, for the both of them, East was doing all that she could to stop that from happening.
“When you found out?”
Logan looked off to the side for a long time before looking back at him with a large smile on her face. “I’m just playing. I’m not pregnant.”
It was like a weight had been lifted off him. “You for real?”
Her laughter confirmed the seriousness of her joke. “Yeah, I just felt like messing with you for a minute.”