by Belleza
“Are you on any birth control?” I randomly questioned her. It just dawned on me that I’ve been having sex with her unprotected and it was best to address it now than later.
I felt her head shift upwards to look at me, then back done.
“Yes, I’m on the shot. If you don’t believe me I can take the pill.”
The way she said the last part sound like she was a bit offended even though I wasn’t accusing her of anything.
“I trust you, Corryn. You never crossed me to be that kind of woman to try and trap someone back then and I don’t take you to be that woman now.”
“How you know?”
“I’m good at reading people.”
Corryn got up and positioned herself on me sitting her warm pussy on my growing dick. I grabbed her waist and rocked her a little into me.
“A baby we can always decide to not have. What about things a pill can’t take away?” she questioned me.
“I’m clean. I don’t slide up in nothing raw. Ya pussy gotta be lined in gold, because I’m doing shit I never do.”
She raised her eyebrows at me as if I was lying and just laughed.
“You got my word. Bitches don’t come in my house or get the full package of this.” I grinded her into my lap and she winced before she nearly threw herself off me.
“Oh, no I ain’t messing around with you.”
Pinning her on the bed, I wedge my body between her legs, resting my weight on my forearms as I hovered over her. I kissed her forehead and then lips before peering into her eyes.
“You’re mine. And this dick belong to you.”
“Just the dick?” she frowned.
“That means a lot coming from me,” I bragged and she rolled her eyes making me laugh and peck her lips again.
This time she threw her little ass fist into my shoulder. “Don’t play with me, Mar!”
“A’ight I’ll stop playing around. Let’s not complicate things by seeing how everything goes. Is that fair enough?”
“I can agree to that,” she said sealing the deal with a kiss.
Trina
“It feels so good to have both my girls back here.”
I rolled my eyes to the top of my head hearing Corryn’s mother refer to me as her daughter. I had a mother and she wasn’t it.
“Trina been a little busy body. She doesn’t answer my messages any more, Mom.”
I looked up and saw Corryn biting into an apple she took off the island.
“I have a man now, auntie.”
“Oh really?”
“Yup. He’s paid. I am trying to keep a man so I’m doing whatever I can to secure that bag and ring,” I responded throwing shots at them both and it worked. My aunt gave me a blank expression and Corryn balled up her face.
“I’m glad it’s working out for you. If you’re the woman he wants, he will do whatever it takes to keep you,” her mother said.
“Of course you will know,” I mumbled.
“What was that?”
“I said, I know,” I fake smiled.
“Good. At least I have a future wedding to attend. That friend of yours broke up with Pitt.”
“Oh, I know. She ain’t tell you why?”
Corryn looked up from her phone giving me a look to shut the fuck up. I smiled and held up my hands in mock surrender. I had a feeling she was messing with Amare. She didn’t say it but I wasn’t dumb.
My aunt spun around from the sink to stare at the both of us. “You know what, she sure didn’t. Why aren’t you and Peter together?”
“Mom, I already told you we’re not together. That should be all that matters. I’m your daughter and you should be on my side.”
“Honey, I will be on your side.”
“Trust me. I know you won’t. Let’s just drop it, Mom.”
“Maybe she doesn’t want to talk about it because she have a new little boo named Amare,” I added just to be a smart ass.
Now Corryn was shooting daggers at me.
“Who’s Amare?”
“Nobody. Trina is just acting weird and saying stuff to get you riled up.”
I was officially done with this get together. I don’t know why but Corryn being happy when she should’ve been suffering from her break up irked me.
Checking my phone, I saw I had a bunch of missed calls from Pitt and a text message saying he was around the corner. I was only there to take the new set of keys off her key ring. We had to get back into the shop and now that I quit I still needed to be able to get in when she wasn’t there.
“I gotta go,” I told them getting out of my chair.
“Why are you in a rush and you just got here,” her mother snapped.
I gave her a quick kiss. “It’s my man. He hates waiting. I love you!”
“Are you serious? A real man will come inside and meet your family, baby.”
Corryn and I made eye contact and I threw her a fake smile. “We have a lot to do. He’s probably taking me shopping.”
Giving my aunt one last hug and kiss, I waved to Corryn and rushed out the house.
By the time I got to the car, Pitt pulled off almost dragging me down the street before he abruptly stopped.
“What’s the matter with you?” I asked giving him a weird look.
All he did was balled his face up and turned up the music. It was a long ass drive to the condo he allowed me to stay in now that Corryn was gone.
When we arrived , I got out the car and let myself in so I can get away from him. I was officially living with him but was sort of regretting it because I ain’t want to deal with his attitude. It has been just about a month and I was getting sick of him. I never got tired of shopping to stunt on bitches but the shit that came with it was irritating.
I walked straight to the kitchen and searched the cabinets until I settled on a bag of tortilla chips and salsa that was in the fridge. Opening it up, I leaned against the counter and enjoyed the chips while I eased dropped on his conversation.
“Manny is missing and I heard Mar got money on my head! I can’t be in the hood like that.”
I stopped chewing hearing Amare’s name, but it was like he knew I was listening so his response so his tone became a whisper.
When he came to the kitchen, I put my food up and took a chance on questioning him.
“Is everything ok? You’ve been acting funny.”
“Yeah.”
“Is it because you think Corryn is with Amare?” I asked for the hell of it and he turned to me slowly with an evil look on his face.
“What the fuck you say?”
Knowing that it made him get in his feelings had me pissed. “I can’t believe you still want her! And she told me you got a wife, Pitt. I thought you were going to marry me?”
“Don’t listen to that bitch.”
“I swear if you’re married, I'm done with you.”
He moved into my space quickly and had his hand wrapped around my throat.
“Let me put you up on game. This is my fucking house. I pay that phone bill. The clothes on your back, the shoes on your feet, the purse you carry have money I gave you to buy all that shit which means I’m running shit. Do you hear me? It’s not over until I say it’s over.”
I glared at him really wanting to say fuck him, but how could I? He was right. I didn’t have shit. Funny, the conversation Corryn and I had ran through my mind and this was the shit she was warning me about.
“Do you hear me!” he spat gripping my neck tighter I almost felt light headed from the lack of oxygen.
I managed to nod my head and he released me throwing me into the wall. I slid down it until I ended up crouched on the floor.
“Get the fuck up and clean this place up,” he barked.
He walked away from me and I eased up off the ground wondering if I should just leave. But where would I go? My apartment was gone and I wouldn’t dare go to my Corryn’s mom house. There will be too many questions after I was rubbing my new relationship in their face.
> There was nothing left to do but make the best out of my situation, so I went and began to clean to make Pitt happy.
The condo was huge, but fairly clean so it didn’t take me long. Once I was done, I went and took a hot shower because I felt like I was covered in dust.
As the water poured down over my body, I heard the shower door open. The house was so quiet I assumed I was in there alone.
My body got tense feeling Pitt wrapped his arm around my waist. I most definitely wasn’t feeling him.
The kiss he placed on my shoulder and neck began to ease the tension I had though.
“I’m sorry babe,” he mumbled between kisses. “Things been great between us and I don’t want what happened earlier to become a habit. Don’t question me. I hate that shit.”
Standing with my back against him, I crinkle my eyebrows ready to say something but thought against it. There was no point. I completely understood where he was coming from. He had the money, so he can do whatever he wanted. The bad part is I was catching feelings.
I never had anyone take care of me. I got smart alot but I wanted this shit with Pitt to work so bad. I deserved it.
“You forgive me?” he asked slipping his hands between my legs. I opened my legs granting him access ready for him to fuck my negative thoughts away.
“Uhmmmm,” I murmured with my eyes closed tight.
“Good, let me get some of this good pussy and we can go spend some time with each other.”
It was music to my ears. I was going to get dick and a shopping trip making the incident a distant memoru.
CoCo
Glancing at my ringing phone, I sighed heavily silencing the call that was coming through. I already had Pitts number blocked but since getting my new number he has not let up on contacting me. If it wasn’t phone calls, there was text messages nonstop. Putting a number on the block list wasn’t no help because he would simply get a new number and start the process all over again.
It was annoying and driving me crazy. I would’ve been at my mother’s house but knowing that he was infamous for popping up there I was staying with Amare until I found a place of my own which had me putting my phone on do not disturb when he was around simply because I was trying to keep the peace. I didn’t care for Pitt but I didn’t want Amare doing something that can land him in a bunch of trouble over an ex that couldn’t get over me, so I handled it the best way I could and that was blocking him.
“Still calling you?” Sharita asked flipping through the appointment book. Right now all the customers were getting serviced and we didn’t have any one waiting. This was our only down time of the day mainly because people were at work.
“Yup.”
“Tell him to fuck off!”
“Trust me I did.”
“Threaten to tell his wife.”
“Please, as if that’s going to work? She came up here telling me to stay away from her husband and she’s pregnant.”
Sharita made a face. “Isn’t she like fifty? Does that thing down there still work?”
“Yes, girl and she’s in her forties. But speaking of down there? You reconnected with you lover boy, Kenton?”
She grinned. “Oh great, you getting good dick from Amare and now you’re concerned about my sex life?” she asked.
My face had to have been burning red from blushing. “Who said it was good dick?”
She waved her hand at me. “Bitch bye, your skin is glowing, you’re in your phone smiling all day and that ass getting fatter,” she responded swatting me on my behind causing me to jump.
“Aye, watch ya hands! That belong to me.”
We both followed the sound of Amare’s voice and I beamed watching him swagger through the door. He was the truth in every way. All the women in the shop couldn’t keep their eyes off him because his aura was that addicting. There wasn’t a twinge of jealousy or annoyance in my body because he only had eyes for me and that was the best thing about it.
I didn’t get into his business but Amare was always on the go. The good thing about it is that he made time for me and I didn’t feel neglected. Even with knowing I was actively looking for a place to live, he made it clear that I didn’t have to go.
“I don’t want no problems?” Sharita laughed holding up her hands. Amare approached us and gave her a hug and pecked my lips before he made his way to my office.
All heads turned to watch him go and just as he shut the door my salon went in an uproar of women laughing and fanning themselves. The shop consisted of older women so they didn’t hold back when it came to seeing a good-looking man. That was pretty much the topic of discussion when they frequented.
“Oh, no I will like Corryn to do my nails,” I heard Ms. Margaret tell one of my employees. Breaking out of my trance about Amare, I went over to the table she sat smiling at me.
We were all used to Ms. Margaret’s behavior. It was flattering that she liked my work but my employees all did a great job. I wouldn’t have hired them if their work ethic wasn’t just as good as mine. She got a basic manicure every week and tipped me generously. I think it was personal because the entire time I did her nails she talked my head off and continuously said I reminded her of someone.
Putting on gloves and an apron to protect my clothes, I sat down in the seat and finished up the process. This time she didn’t say much, until I began to paint her nails with the red polish she picked out.
“You speak about your mother all the time, Corryn, what about your father?”
“Um… I don’t know much about him honestly. My mother raised me by herself.”
I placed the red polish down and switched to her other hand to finish it off with our quick dry top coat.
“It had to be difficult to raise a child on your own,” she responded.
Before I knew it fifteen minutes passed after I done her nails after listening to her spiel about how much family was important. I appreciated talking to Ms. Margaret but this time she was going hard and I was starving by the time she left. The good thing about it is that she left a twenty-dollar tip which I gave to Veronica. I made so much money the tips weren’t for me.
I hurriedly went back to my office where I took in the sight of Amare lounged across my couch. He had his phone in his face, so he didn’t notice me. I allowed my eyes to travel his body down to the Retros on his feet. I walked over, shutting the door and carefully laid my body on top of him. I felt like a child in his arms. My short body was nothing in comparison to his frame and build.
Taking his phone from out of his face, he pecked my forehead sending the butterflies to dance around in my stomach again. I thought by now they would stop but it feels like they always lived inside of me, they just haven’t had a reason.
“I’m sorry about that. Ms. Margaret is picky and she always have the raps. I wish I would’ve known you were coming; I would’ve dodged her like a bullet.”
“Nah, this ya money. I wouldn’t have you stop working for me. You don’t seem too happy to see me though.”
“Trust me, I am. Me and every woman in here probably gotta ring out our draws,” I joked. “You can’t be walking up in here looking like that. I can’t go toe to toe with an old lady.”
“Yes you can,” he laughed. “If you want your man that bad you would.”
I got up off of him cutting my eye at him. He leaned up, swung his legs off the couch and sat up before pulling me down onto him again.
“I’m fucking with you. All I wanted to do was treat you to lunch. I had some down time, so I figured it’d be nice to see you, feed you, get some pussy and finish handling business.”
He finally had a smile on that with a lustful look in his eyes. I enjoyed seeing this side to him. He was always so serious and hard to read whereas he could tell me what I was thinking. As annoying that was it was very attractive because it showed he paid close attention to me.
“You smell good,” I told him pressing a kiss on her lips. He moved from my lips, to my neck and the exposed skin from my v
neck shirt on my chest.
“You do as well,” he mumbled slipping his hands between my legs and rubbing on my spot that got us caught up the very first time we were behind closed doors.
I wore tights at work, so it gave him easy access to touch and feel. I almost fell victim to him until I remembered we were in my office with a salon full of clients. The way we went at, sex was definitely out of the question.
“I’m not messing around with you Amare. Let’s go eat because I’m starving and you’re dropping me back off here.”
Amare delivered a few more kisses totally ignoring me before he tapped my thigh for me to get up. When he stood my eyes followed his hand that adjusted that massive print that was impossible to hide even in jeans.
“Weren’t you the one saying no sex?” he teased and I smacked my lips as I walked over to my desk to retrieve my purse. He held the door open for me and grabbed a handful of my ass as I walked past him to the front.
Again, all eyes were on us as we made our way to the door.
“I’ll be back in an hour,” I informed Sharita who was cheesing her ass off. She really liked Amare for me so anything that had to do with him she was all for it. “Call me if you need anything.”
“No, I got you covered. You go ahead and have a good time.”
“It pays to be the boss,” Amare stated, as he placed his hand on the small of my back leading me out of the salon.
“I’m sure you know,” I shot back and he shrugged. I never heard him cursing people out like Pitt did or flexing his authority but you just knew Amare had it like that by the way everyone greeted him when they saw him. I loved that about him. He was powerful yet very humble.
“So is this why you’ve been ducking my phone calls?” My heart dropped to my stomach when I realized Pitt was walking our way with the nastiest scowl on his face. My mouth dropped and I looked up at Amare who looked pissed as well.
Fuck! This wasn’t going to end well!
To be continued…
Part 2 will be available July 9th!