“Get on my face,” Kevin said.
I stopped sucking his dick and he slid down a little to give me some room. I placed my flesh on his lips and he blew on my opening. He opened his mouth and slid his tongue up and down my clit. I continued sucking his dick, both of us was lost in the mix. Our phones were going off nonstop, but between the moaning, sucking, slurping, and heavy breathing, the phones fell death to our ears.
Kevin finally had his orgasm and I had about ten before he had his one. I got off his face and my mood changed, my emotions were all over the place. I sat down on the floor and began to cry. I placed my head in my hands and cried harder. Fuck, I just had some bomb ass orgasms and here I am crying my eyes out.
“What’s wrong, baby girl?” Kevin asked taking my hands from my face, he lifted my chin, so I could look at him.
“I just feel like shit. Here I am getting treated like I’m your woman and I’m still with your brother,” I said why my eyes filled with tears that were slowly escaping.
“Joy, I want you to be with me, please give me a chance to show you how to be treated like a queen.” Kevin wiped my tears.
Not sure how to answer Kevin, because my heart was beating for Anthony, but my pussy was beating for him. I felt like my heart was torn in two, and I really don’t know what to do.
“Look I’ll give you time, but know that I will always, always, be here for you. Just don’t let me wait too long please.” Kevin helped me up off the floor and kissed me.
“Let’s stop before you have me sitting on your face again,” I said breaking our kiss.
I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and to brush my teeth. I went downstairs, opened my suitcase and pulled out a bra and pantie set. I grabbed a pair of black yoga pants and a sweater. I got dressed and waited for Kevin. He was finally done getting dressed. He helped me with my bags and put them in his Black Lexus in the garage. We got in the car and were on our way to my broken home.
The ride to the house was silent, we were both lost in our thoughts. The closer he got to my home, the faster my heart was beating. My palms were sweating, my mouth was getting dry and my legs were starting to shake. Kevin turned down my street and my forehead was starting to sweat.
“Pull on the side of my car so I can put my car in garage. I can’t stay here with your brother.” My voice was shaky.
“Do you need me to help you with anything?” Kevin said placing his hand on my leg that was shaking nonstop.
“Can you help me put some clothes in my trunk? I need to go to my mom’s house,” I said getting out of his car.
I pulled my keys out of my purse and opened the door to my new purple Dodge Challenger. I started the car, opened the garage with the opener and pulled in and shut the engine off. Kevin parked across the street, he jogged back across the street and walked into the garage. Once he was in, I pushed the button and closed the garage. I opened the door and went up the stairs slowly, my body was starting to feel a little pain. Kevin was right behind me. I opened the closet and started pulling clothes off the hanger and shoving them in bags and suitcases. As I was placing the clothes in the bag, Kevin was closing them and taking them down to my car. I was moving so fast my heart was racing and my adrenaline was pumping. It felt like I could hear my heart beating. I overlooked the room one more time to be sure I had everything. I opened the safe that was under the bed and put in the code 3-5-7-1-0-0-4, waited for the green light to come on and opened it. I grabbed ten thousand and shoved it in my purse.
“Joy, let’s go!” Kevin yelled from downstairs.
“I’m coming!” I yelled back.
I got up off the floor and hurried as fast as I could down the stairs. I went to start my car and realized I left my keys on the dresser. Kevin was in his car waiting for me to start it, so he could follow me to my mom’s.
“I left the keys upstairs!” I yelled to Kevin walking back in the house.
I walked up the stairs again, out of breath and in a hurry. When I finally made it downstairs, I was face to face with the devil himself. Anthony was standing there looking at me, his eyes were blood shot red and his breath reeked of Jack Daniels. I stood there, and pee escaped my body.
“Joy, let’s go,” Kevin said coming through the side door.
Kevin and Anthony stood there looking at each other.
“So, you’re playing captain save-a-hoe now?” Anthony asked Kevin.
“I’m not playing shit my nigga. She doesn’t want to be here with you, so just let her go,” Kevin said.
“So, what y’all fucking now?” Anthony asked looking at me and then back at Kevin.
The room was silent.
“How did you even get here?” I asked trying to change the subject.
“I made bail, caught a flight, and I caught a taxi here. What you think? When I saw my brother sitting in the car on the phone and my garage open, I knew something was up. So, I told the cab driver to drop me off on the next street. The man behind me let me climb his fence and I came through the back. Enough about how I got home, are y’all two fucking?” Anthony asked again.
“And if we…”
“No!! We are not fucking!” I had to stop Kevin before he said some shit to get me fucked up.
“Look Joy, I’m not here to force you to do nothing you don’t want to do. Do you want to stay here or not?” Kevin asked me.
I didn’t know what to say, stuck between my heart and my pussy; I chose my heart.
“I’m sorry Kevin,” was all I could say.
Turned to walk away, Kevin pulled my arm.
“Joy are you sure this is what you want?” Kevin asked looked me right in my eyes.
“Nigga, I know you not hard of hearing,” Anthony spoke snatching my arm from Kevin’s.
“You know what, I’m gone. Y’all just don’t bring this shit to work.” Kevin slammed the door.
“Go get your pissy ass in the shower and be ready to give me that pussy,” Anthony said.
I walked upstairs to the bathroom and ran the shower water. I pulled opened the dresser and remembered all my clothes were in my car. I walked back to the bathroom, removed my clothes and got in the shower. I grabbed my wash rag and washed my body. I let a few tears escape my eyes, I felt so bad that I lead Kevin on. My mind drifted off to the oral sex we had.
“What the fuck got you all stuck on stupid?” Anthony scared the shit out of me. I jumped so hard I got soap in my eyes.
“Nothing got me stuck I’m just happy your home baby,” I said lying my ass off.
“Well hurry up, I need some of that good pussy,” he said smacking me on the ass.
“I’m getting out now.” I rinsed off and turned the water off.
I grabbed the towel and dried my body. I walked in the bedroom and Anthony was sitting on the bed playing with his hard dick. Usually, I would be turned on, but I felt like I shouldn’t be here.
“Come on and get in this bed baby,” Anthony said tapping the spot next to him.
Still with the towel wrapped around my body, I walked over and sat next to him.
“So, you just going to sit there and be covered up?” Anthony asked.
I removed the towel from my body and looked at him. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his dick. I moved my hand up and down, Anthony laid back and closed his eyes. “I should pull this motherfucker off and leave his ass for dead,” I thought to myself.
“Suck it baby,” Anthony said in a sexy tone.
I didn’t even lick my lips. I sucked his dick, but it wasn’t my best work. I felt like biting this bitch off. Anthony sat up and looked at me.
“What’s wrong, you forgot how to suck dick?”
I sat there with his soft dick in my mouth.
“No, I didn’t forget,” I answered.
“Well let’s get this shit together,” he said laying back down.
I licked my lips and got real sloppy with it; spit all over the place. Is this how you want it, huh nigga? I was speaking to myself as if he could hear me.
I guess this is how he wanted it, he was moaning and groaning.
“Get up on the bed,” Anthony demanded.
I was about to lay on my back and give him some lazy sex, but he told me to get on all fours. As soon as I arched my back he rammed his dick inside my pussy and was pumping in me like a wild lion or some shit. I was getting dry. This shit was not a turn on at all, I was feeling like my pussy was going to leave my body and never come back. Anthony took his dick out of my pussy and shoved it in my ass. I screamed out in pain, but my scream went unheard. I’ve never experienced anal sex in my life and this shit here, oh no. I tried to escape this pain, but Anthony was holding my shoulders.
“Anthony, please stop your hurting me,” I begged over and over.
He didn’t seem to care that he was hurting me, he shoved my head in the bed and nutted all over my back.
“Now get your ass up and go get in the shower.” I got out the bed feeling so violated, I wanted to throw up.
“Fuck my brother or any other nigga again and I will kill you. Do you understand?” He had me by hair.
I shook my head yes and stormed off to the bathroom. I lifted the toilet and threw up. I felt the semen slid down my back. After I was done throwing up, I turned on the shower water. I placed my back against the water, letting the semen go down the drain. I grabbed my back washer and washed my back until I felt like every pinch of semen was off me. I grabbed my wash towel again and washed my sore pussy and ass. When I went to rinse my towel, blood mixed with water went down the drain. I rinsed my body and got out. I walked to get my towel off the bed, dried my body and laid in the bed. It was every bit of six o’clock. I should be out having a good time, but no, I’m laid up with the devil himself. I turned on the TV and watched repeated episodes on the ID channel. Killer Women was on, I thought to myself maybe I could just kill him and live happily ever after with Kevin. Anthony came in the room and snatched the remote from my hand.
“You don’t need to watch this shit, it’s bad for you.” He turned it to boxing.
I laid there and stared out the window, looking at the city lights. Anthony was making noise and moving all in the bed. I wanted to tell him to be still. My eyes were getting heavy. I tried so hard to stay woke, but it didn’t work, sleep was winning.
Chapter 9
I tried to move but Anthony had a hold on me. I tried to lift his arms, but it was useless.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
To the fucking moon, is what I wanted to tell his stupid ass.
“I have to go pee,” I answered.
“Pee on yourself, you’ve already done it before,” he said.
“Ugh please let me go,” I whined.
He finally let me go. I powered walked to the bathroom and released my urine, it felt so good. I wiped and checked to make sure the bleeding had stopped. It did, but I was still in a little pain, but not as much as before. I was becoming more comfortable with moving around and breathing. This weekend coming was my birthday. I was excited, but then I realized I didn’t have no one to share my birthday with.
“What you do, go and marry the toilet?” Anthony yelled.
I flushed, washed my hands, brushed my teeth and walked out the bathroom.
“I’m going to put on a pot of coffee, we need to get ready for work,” I said walking out the room.
“You are not going to work today. I don’t need you in my brothers face for a few days, so sit down. You will be working from home for a few days.
I turned around and looked at Anthony. He had a serious look on his face. I can’t believe he is going to make me work from home, this is some bullshit. I slammed the bedroom door and stormed down the stairs. When I got in the kitchen I rambled through the cabinets looking for the damn coffee. Once I finally found the coffee, I put the filter in and started the coffee pot. I turned on the television and sat on the couch, my attitude was showing all over my face.
“I don’t know why you’re sitting there with your lips all poked out,” Anthony spoke coming down the stairs.
“Anthony, I don’t understand what the big deal is with me going to work today. I told you me and Kevin didn’t do anything. He picked me from the hospital, the hospital you put me in. What was I supposed to do? You did this, you can’t be mad at me for something you did.” I was now in his face I was so mad, I was poking him in the chest.
“Look just sit home and after your birthday weekend you can go back to work,” he said turning away from me to grab a cup out the cabinet.
“I was pregnant Anthony,” I said in a low tone and let the tears escaped my eyes.
Anthony walked to me and hugged me tightly. He rocked me back and forth.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know baby. Please forgive me please,” Anthony begged, he was now crying.
He kissed my neck and kissed the tears that were on my face. This is the Anthony I love. The man that is holding me, is the man that’s caring and loving. He picked me up and laid me down gently across the couch he caressed my body with his tongue. Pushing both of my legs back.
“Don’t put too much pressure against my stomach,” I said.
Anthony dove inside my honey pot, licking my clit up and down, sucking. He wrapped his lips around my pearl tongue and sucked it, placing two fingers inside my wetness. I was cumming back to back, I was loving this moment. I wish it could be like this all time. After giving me uncountable orgasms, Anthony removed his boxers. he rubbed the tip of his dick up and down on my lips. He entered me slowly and worked me slowly as I matched his rhythm. He reached in and sucked on my neck.
I let out a soft moan and curled my toes. Anthony was now picking up the pace. I dug my nails in his back.
“Whose pussy is this?” he asked.
I wanted to say your brothers, but I didn’t want to be back in the hospital, so I lied and told him it was his. He pumped faster, I knew he was about to cum any minute.
“Oh, baby I’m about to bust. Oh, shit.” He sucked on my nipple.
Bang…Bang
Whoever was on the other side of the door was really pissing me off. I was ready to have my final orgasm. Anthony got up and put on his boxers then stormed off to answer the door. He swung open the door and his face looked like he’s seen a ghost. I grabbed the quilt that sat on the arm of the couch, wrapped it around my naked body and went to the door.
I couldn’t believe this bitch had the nerve to come to my home. She was smiling at the both of us. Her small belly pissed me off.
“So y’all going to let me in or keep looking at me?” Vivian said with her hand on her hip and popping her damn gum.
I lunged at that bitch and took off on her. I was hitting her all in her face. She screamed and cried.
“Anthony come get this fat bitch off me please,” she yelled.
“Oh, so I’m a fat bitch now, huh? Was I a fat bitch when you were up in my house and my mama was taking care of your ass? Was I a fat bitch when I was the only one that had your back when shit got tough?” I was upset.
Yes, I wanted her to know how I felt. Anthony finally pulled me off her, the neighbors were now coming outside. I forgot I didn’t have any clothes on. I walked back in the house and slammed the door and locked it, leaving the two of them outside.
“Anthony, I want to press charges. I’m calling the police,” I heard Vivian say.
I went to the garage opened my car door grabbed the first pair of sweats and shirt I saw. I put on my tennis shoes and walked back outside.
“Call the police bitch and when they get here you will be one dead bitch,” I said punching her right in the mouth.
Anthony got between us. I looked at him and slapped him across the face.
“Is this what you want Anthony? Huh, I gave you the best of me and you go and sleep with my best friend, someone that I loved to death.” I pushed him in the chest.
I wanted to kill them both, but it was too many witnesses outside.
“Look, what me and her has is done and over with. Bab
y, I don’t want her, she’s not even carrying my baby.” When I heard him say that I slapped him, again.
“Both of y’all are dead to me!” I yelled.
I stormed back in the house ran up the stairs and started throwing everything out the bedroom window. clothes were flying everywhere. Anthony looked up at me and yelled for me to stop. His voice went deaf to my ears. I was hurt by two people that I would give my last to and this is the thanks I get. I heard the sirens of police cars coming. Once all his clothes were outside, I sat on the bed out of breath and tired. My ribs were bothering me a little. So, I grabbed my purse, took out the pill bottle that was prescribed by the doctor in LA. I went in the bathroom and took two of them with some water, hoping they would kick in fast. I grabbed the weed out the dresser, along with the blunt wrap and filled it with weed. I grabbed the lighter and walked downstairs and sat on the couch. I lit the blunt and the police were banging on the door.
“Miss, we need you to open the door!” The cop yelled.
I got up opened the door and blew smoke in the officer’s face.
“Can I help you?” I asked.
“Yes, we received a call about a fight,” he said waving the smoke out his face.
“Well there was a fight, but I think everything is okay now. Ain’t that right Vivian?” I said giving her a big smile.
The officer looked at Vivian. Her nose, had dry blood on it and her cheek was swollen. She looked at the officer with sad eyes.
“Yes, everything is fine, we just had a misunderstanding,” she said looking at me.
“Do you want to press charges? Do you need any medical care?” the officer asked looking at her, waiting for an answer.
“No, I’m fine,” she said and walked off to her car.
Anthony was picking his clothes up off the lawn. I watched him, he was mumbling some words, he had a handful of his clothes and stormed passed me and walked in the house upstairs to the room.
“I don’t know why you didn’t leave with your bitch!” I yelled to him as he walked outside to retrieve more clothes.
“Look, Joy, I’m not in the mood for your shit, so go sit the fuck down somewhere,” he said walking back in the house.
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