Life After Sadie

by Natalie Weber

  “Yes, baby,” she whispered in his ear as he lifted her leg. Just as the getting was getting good, he released one big moan.

  “Oh shit,” he whispered as she felt him release. They hadn’t been fucking for ten minutes, and he was already a goner, leaving her with a soggy ass and a frustrated clit.

  What the fuck? she thought. This didn’t happen before.

  He pulled out of her. She didn’t want to say anything to embarrass him so she just remained silent.

  “I’m sorry, ma. That shit was just too good,” he said. He kissed her forehead.

  She smiled halfheartedly and followed him out of the bathroom stall after fixing her clothes. This nigga has everything—money, his own business, a nice car. He’s good looking, and he is blessed in the dick department. He has the total package.

  Cass didn’t bother to wait for her as he left the bathroom. He walked back into the VIP section and saw the waitress arriving with their drinks. He pulled out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, took a seat fully relaxed, and sipped his Grey Goose with cranberry.

  Serenity took her time in the bathroom. She went back into the stall and pulled out a flushable wipe, then cleaned her vagina. She fixed her clothes and pulled out her panties from her purse and slipped them on. After that, she walked out of the stall and proceeded to wash her hands. Damn, I wonder if he feels the same way I do. Can this even last? she thought, allowing her hands to dry under the dryer. I could use a man like Cass in my life. He’s dependable and sweet, so she thought.

  Serenity walked out of the bathroom to see Cass conversing with another female. Her body immediately tensed. She wanted to stomp over there and tell that bitch to get out of her man’s face before she put a stiletto up her ass. She watched Cass shake his head no and pointed in her direction. Her stilettos stabbed the ceramic tiled floor walking toward them. Before she reached them, the other female left with a look of pure hatred in her eyes. Serenity kissed his lips before she sat down. Cass handed her the glass of wine.

  “No, I’m good. Don’t feel like a drink anymore.”

  “I know you not gonna let that female upset you from havin’ a good time with your man.” Cass offered the glass again.

  “From the looks of things, I think you told her who I was so I’m not worried about that, just so you know. Why don’t we hit the dance floor and let me show these bitches what they don’t have.” Serenity grabbed Cass’s hand and led him back downstairs.

  As she walked through the club, she noticed that the intensity had gone from hot to scorching. A flashback of her rendezvous with Heaven entered her mind, but she quickly brushed it away. The crowd was too thick in the club, and the patrons were at full throttle by now. She felt molested by jealous eyes as she danced around Cass.

  “Is that Cass’s new bitch of the month?” she heard one girl say as she swished by.

  “She’ll be right here with us once her pussy is used up,” another said.

  Serenity rolled her eyes and thought, I’ve got to get out of the range of these hating-ass bitches. It’s time to go! She couldn’t wait to get out of the club, but she wasn’t going anywhere without Cass close behind her. Her feet were starting to hurt, and it was beyond blazing in the club. It seemed like the later it got, the freakier the people in the club became. They walked by many sexual encounters. Bitches had no shame. Some were getting down, grinding, sucking, and damn near fucking niggas in the middle of the club without shame. They walked past the bar on their way out when Cass was stopped by some dude. She stood there impatiently as they talked. She was just ready to head to the crib and crash when she felt a hand tap her on her backside. She whipped around in irritation. The nigga in front of her was fine. Finer than fine, as a matter of fact, but she wasn’t in the mood.

  “Can I get a dance, baby girl?” She saw his lips move, but the music in the spot was so loud that she wasn’t sure about what he said.

  She stepped closer to him, and his breath reeked of liquor. He was so drunk it was seeping out of his pores. “I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you. It’s too loud in here,” she said as she gave him her ear, leaning toward him so that she could hear him over the loud noises around them.

  “What you drinking?” he asked.

  She shook her head and replied, “Oh, no, thanks. I’m on my way out the door.”

  Serenity began to turn around to tap Cass when the guy pulled her back toward him. She rolled her eyes impatiently. She hated when niggas got drunk and rude.

  “Come on, baby girl, have a drink with me. The night is young, baby. I want you to dance for me.” He never released her upper arm and turned to the bartender. “Aye, let me get a Long Island and a Remy sour for the lady.”

  Serenity shook her head and spoke to the bartender, “No, cancel that. I’m leaving.” She turned to the dude. “Can you let go of my arm now?”

  The dude smiled slyly and whispered in her ear. “Loosen up, ma. I just want a dance from you, and if you’re lucky, I’ll give you some of this dick. My pockets are fat, baby girl. You know you want it.”

  He pulled her even closer, his grip on her arm getting tighter, then fondled her roughly with his other hand, squeezing her ass, then moving his hand upward until he had a feel of her breasts too.

  Serenity smacked him hard across the face. “Muthafucka, do I look like a fuckin’ stripper to you? Fuck a dance! What the fuck is your problem?” she demanded. “Loser-ass nigga!” she shouted.

  “Bitch!” he mumbled angrily. He smacked the shit out of her, and the DJ instantly cut the music. Serenity felt her face getting red as a circle formed around them. The drunk pulled her toward him and threatened, “I’ma have fun fucking you up. I was willing to pay before. Now, I’ma take what I want.”

  Serenity struggled against him to get Cass’s attention.

  Cass stopped his conversation and turned in Serenity’s direction. He stood up and faced this guy. “What the fuck you think you doin’?”

  Both men stood face-to-face, about to square off. The patrons in the club didn’t interfere, suspecting that it was a lover’s quarrel. They just gathered around to watch the drama go down.

  Out of nowhere, Cass knocked the drunk to the ground. “Yo, my man, what the fuck you doing, fam? You might want to say you’re fuckin’ sorry to her,” he said. His voice was steady, and he was calm, but the look in his eyes let the dude know that he needed to take heed.

  “Cass, man, my fault. I didn’t know this bitch was taken. No disrespect, fam,” he said. His angry tone was now a submissive one as he got up off the floor.

  “You need to go sleep off that liquor, my man. Head out and get your head together.” Cass then stepped closer to the guy so that Serenity wouldn’t hear his next words. “The next time you see her, lower your head, nigga. You see all this pussy roaming around here? You’ve got to pay to play. This one is off-limits. Choose another bitch next time because if you ever touch her again, I’ma see you.”

  The dude scattered out of the club, and Cass put his arm around Serenity and squeezed her tightly. He whispered in her ear, “I’m sorry that happened. Next time, it won’t be that pretty when another man lays his grimy hands on you. I’m sorry.”

  “Can we leave now?” Serenity whispered back.

  The crowd began to disperse.

  “Yeah, come on, let’s go back to my crib, okay?” Cass grabbed her hand and led her out of the club.

  Chapter 18

  Serenity was shaken and rubbed her shoulders to soothe the goose bumps that had formed. If Cass hadn’t intervened she didn’t know what might have gone down. Niggas nowadays were so crass. She didn’t know why dude had pushed up on her so disrespectfully, talking about paying her for dances and shit, but she wasn’t the one. The situation could have easily turned ugly, and she sighed in relief that Cass had stepped in when he did.

  “You all right?” he asked her while standing directly in front of her in his house.

  She nodded and stepped closer him. He wrapped his arms around
her waist as she placed her head on his chest.

  “You’re shaking,” he whispered as he kissed the top of her head.

  “I’m fine. It’s not a big deal,” she replied. She hadn’t even realized that she was shaking. She just really wanted to sleep. “I’m exhausted. I just need to find a bed and forget about today.” Cass thought she was referring to her confrontation with ol’ boy, but she was referring to it all, including sex with Heaven.

  “I really need to get my own place. That way, I can come and go as I please. I feel like a kid again. My sister been on some bullshit,” she complained.

  “Stay with me tonight,” he suggested.

  Serenity shook her head. “Nah, I’m good on that. Tell me, have you fucked any of those chicks in that club?” she asked.

  “I’ma be honest with you. Yes, I have, but they just toys, nothing that would keep my attention. Maybe they see you as competition. You know, the new lady on the block that’s coming to take their cash—I mean tryin’ to take what they thought they could get,” he added with a smile.

  “I don’t want nobody else’s spot. If I got to take it, then it ain’t mine from jump, so it’ll be easy for the next bitch to steal it from me,” she countered.

  Cass laughed and nodded. He sat down next to Serenity. “You don’t have to worry about no other chick checking you about me or coming at you wrong. If anybody does, I’ll take care of it. Okay?”

  “Okay,” she agreed. “You’re really a good guy, aren’t you?” she asked. He was sweet, and she liked him. Maybe my pussy is just that good, she thought with a smirk.

  “Nah, not really. I don’t claim that good-guy shit,” he flirted. “Chill out here. I gotta go take off these slacks and shit. I’ll be back. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen.”

  Serenity sat down on the leather sofa, and before she knew it, she was out like a light. Cass came back to find her fast asleep. He scooped her up and placed her in his bed. He lay next her, not wanting to give her up. He thought about the past two months. Now if Shawn P ain’t never offered me money, she probably would be wifey! Damn, can I do this? Do I want to do this? With the money I’m getting from the strip club, restaurant, and chicks I be gettin’ to Iris, shit, I’m fuckin’ good! But damn, I want more! Shit, I got ’til tomorrow before this shit go down. Fuck!

  When Serenity awoke, she was in a plush room, and her body felt like it would sink deep into the luxurious bedding and pillows. She knew where she was. She arose from the bed still wearing the freak ’em dress Cass had chosen for the club. She walked out of the room in search of Cass, but he was nowhere to be found. She took it as an opportunity to snoop through his things since the last time she was in such a rush to talk to Heaven.

  She quickly went into the bathroom. She knew if there was a woman in his life, that would be the place where her presence would be most felt. She knew game, and it always started out with leaving perfume, deodorant, and little products like that behind, but as Serenity nosily opened his medicine cabinet, all she saw was Cass’s stuff. “I know this nigga be fucking around as fine as he is,” she whispered. She decided to check his room, and when she turned around, she saw Cass leaning against the bathroom door, watching her.

  “Shit!” she exclaimed with her heart jumping in her chest. “You scared me!”

  “You find what you looking for?” he asked with a smile.

  “I uh—was looking for Tylenol. I have a headache,” she lied, unconvincingly. “Where’d you go?” she changed the subject.

  “Come on,” he said as he led her to the kitchen. When Serenity entered, the table was set with blueberry pancakes, eggs, bacon, and biscuits. A feast fit for a queen. His queen. “I hope you hungry.”

  Serenity nodded. “Starving,” she answered.

  The two enjoyed breakfast, talking and laughing with each other. He fed her; she fed him. They clicked instantly, and when he leaned in to kiss her, she kissed him back. He put her on top of the table, spreading her legs, and to his surprise, she was wearing panties. He couldn’t remember having to remove her underwear when they were in the club. He quickly shook it off and slipped his finger inside her.

  She had been so disappointed with his sex game earlier; she hoped he’d redeem himself now because she had a big juicy nut building in her pussy. Cass’s penis grew, and he pressed his hardness against her stomach.

  “It’s so big,” she whispered in his ear. “Can I taste it?”

  “Yeah, ma, suck it for daddy,” he urged.

  She got on her knees and opened wide as she grabbed his shaft and licked the tip of his dick. His balls were tight and large, which turned her on. She fingered herself while sucking him off. Cass was moaning so loud that she said, “Don’t nut, Cass. I want some of that big dick inside me.”

  He was thrusting into her mouth, and she was taking his entire eleven inches, releasing her throat muscles so that she wouldn’t gag. The scent of him was so sweet, and surprisingly, this time, he was controlling his orgasm. She figured it must have been a onetime thing and continued to please her new man. She wrapped her hands around his shaft, put saliva all over it, and twisted her hands in different directions as her tongue caressed him. His knees wobbled.

  “Damn, ma, ooh, shit. You’re the best,” he moaned as he gripped her head. He was straight fucking her face, but she didn’t mind. She was working her own fingers on her pussy like her life depended on it. As she fingered herself she thought of Heaven. She worked them faster.

  “Mmmm,” she mumbled, causing Cass to feel vibrations on his dick. She put his balls in her mouth. He was really bringing the freak out of her, and she loved it. He was hairless and fresh smelling, so her tongue explored everywhere.

  “Serenity, stop, baby. I’m about to nut,” he begged, his voice rough and strained, yet he was still gripping the back of her head.

  “You almost there?” she asked.

  “Yes, ma, shit!” he screamed like a bitch. Serenity was literally blowing his top, giving him the best head he had ever received.

  “You gon’ beat this pussy, Cass?” she asked. She stopped sucking and waited for his answer.

  “Hell, yeah, ma, but keep sucking,” he moaned. She gave him another long, hard suck.

  “You gon’ make me cum, Cass?” she asked.

  “Yeah, ma,” he promised.

  “You want me to swallow it, baby? Is it sweet?” she asked, referring to the cum that was threatening to ooze out of his tip at any moment.

  This time he couldn’t respond. Serenity had him in a zone. “If you fuck me good, baby, I’ll swallow it all,” she promised. She stood up with her pussy throbbing and ready to be pounded and turned around so that she was leaning over the table.

  He didn’t hesitate to spread her legs. He rubbed his dick against her wetness and spread it over her asshole. He was circling his tip against it, wetting her anal opening and turning her on. She had never had a nigga go in her ass. She had heard that the shit hurt worse than life, but the way her body was feeling, she was open to try any freaking thing he threw at her. She wasn’t going to invite him in, but if he took it there, she wouldn’t stop him.

  “I’m just gon’ put the tip in, ma. If I go in this pussy right now, I’m gonna nut,” he whispered. He inserted his penis into her asshole slowly. She tensed up. “Just relax,” he urged. She released her muscles and inhaled as he got the tip in. That shit made her clit harder. She felt him stroke his shaft while the tip was in her ass. She couldn’t take it anymore. She had to get hers. She felt like an unrestrained fiend. She was so horny, and she needed his dick just that bad.

  “Cass, put it in, baby. Fuck me,” she begged.

  Cass removed his dick and shoved it into her pussy, filling it up. He lifted her hips and the first stroke put her in bliss. Their moans were loud, and his strokes were deep and firm, just like she liked it. He was killing it, but not even twenty strokes in, he was pulling out and shooting his seed all over her ass and back. Her cunt was aching because she hadn’t
gotten hers. He had lasted so long while she was sucking his dick, but as soon as he got inside her, he was a goner. She was frustrated, and her clit was protesting by throbbing. She had to relieve the pressure or that orgasm would fuck with her all night. Cass turned her around and kissed her passionately, with his hands roaming her body.

  Serenity smiled. She was disappointed, but there was something about that man. He gave her butterflies in her stomach; he made her clit tingle and swell; he even made her feel like his queen.

  “That was good, ma,” he said. He picked her up all the while kissing her and making her feel special. He looked in her eyes. His gaze was so sincere. He instantly melted her heart. “I want you to stay here with me, Serenity. I’m feeling you. I want to take care of you.”

  How could I be mad at him for wanting to keep me for him? He’s good in bed ... or at least when he wants to be. He barely knew her. In fact, he didn’t know her, but she could see it in his eyes that he was smitten.

  But her clit was still throbbing.

  It was still lonely.

  She was still craving fulfillment.

  “Cass, I can’t—We only been seeing each other for a short while, and besides, this is the only the second time I’ve been to your house. You like my company, but that don’t mean we’re supposed to live together, Cass. It’s too soon,” she said, still in his arms.

  “Shh,” he whispered. “I’m a grown man, and I know what I want, Serenity. Yeah, it’s soon, but I’m feeling you. I want you, ma. Fuck all the bullshit. I’m not a young nigga no more. I know it’s gon’ be days that you gon’ get on my fucking nerves. And, I know it’s gon’ be days that will be hard, but I want it, ma. I want you. I don’t give a fuck about any other bitch, Serenity. These bitches don’t stimulate me like you do. I love the way my name sounds rolling off your tongue, baby. If it don’t work out, then we’ll both move on, but right now, today, I want you, Serenity”—he stopped to kiss her—“I want you.”

  “I want you too, Cass,” she replied, and she wasn’t lying. She really did want his ass. At that moment she wanted him to make her cum more than she wanted to breathe air. The way he spoke to her, the way he commanded her attention, the way he made her want to follow his lead was pulling her in, but what was she going to do when she wanted him to beat her pussy up? She could feel her heart beat in her clit. She tightened her thighs to apply pressure to it. She told herself that she was going to masturbate as soon as Cass went to sleep.