A Dangerous Love 7: Smiling Faces Hide Lies

by J Peach

  Blaze looked at King them picked up Keema. “Who you think you talkin’ to? Huh? I’ll throw yo little butt in the pool.” He pretended like he was going to do it as he tossed her over the water.

  “Ah, stop!” She screamed out a laugh. “I’mma tell you mommy on you.” She threatened still laughing.

  Blaze laughed with her. “What’s up, little mama? You been looking after yo auntie for me?” Blaze asked when I stood next to him.

  Keema grabbed his face and pulled it close to hers. She tried to whisper to him. “Yeah and her was crying bad.”

  Blaze looked over at me then back to Keema. “Why was her crying?” Keema bopped him on top of his head with her fist. The surprised looked that covered his face made me laugh. “Why you hit me?”

  “Because you didn’t call her. She called you and daddy. Tell her you sorry.” Keema grabbed Blaze’s face and turned it in my direction. “Say I’m sorry, Auntie Peaches.”

  “I’m sorry, Auntie Peaches.” Blaze repeated.

  I bit into my lip and rolled my eyes in order to stop my smile. It didn’t help once Blaze’s arm went around my waist.

  “I’m sorry, Auntie Peaches. My battery died and King didn’t have a charger. All he had was a burner and I wasn’t calling or texting you from that. You see I came home early, I ain’t want you to worry.” He pulled me even closer to him.

  Again my eyes rolled. I wanted to be mad longer. I should be, given all the crying I had done.

  Blaze head came down and he bit into my cheek as his hand grabbed my butt. “Peaches, you gon’ accept my apology?” He kissed my cheek.

  “You get on my nerves. I shouldn’t.” Regardless of my ill feelings for him not calling and checking in, the most important thing was he was okay, safe and in front of me. I stretched my neck up and pressed my lips to his. “Next time you do this, I’m not gon’ be too forgiving.” I kissed him again and then wrapped my arms around his neck.

  “Uncle Boon, you son slashed water in my face. Auntie Peaches didn’t whoop him. Can you?” Keema stopped talking when she looked at King. She wiggled out of Blaze’s arms and ran to her dad. “Daddy, Blake said he gon’ beat you butt. And he slashed water in my face.” She fussed.

  I started laughing because she was lying. Keema’s little butt was determined to get Blake in trouble for slashing water in her face.

  “No I didn’t! Sha, stop lying.” Blake walked toward us. Once he was close to Keema, he jumped at her.

  “Say it in my face, then. My daddy gon’ beat you butt. Ugly little boy.” Keema snapped at him.

  She was gon’ get King in a lot of trouble. Keema’s mouth was terrible.

  “Sha, shut up. Dang you talk too much.” Blake snapped at her.

  I laughed at them before I tuned them out. “Who’s your friend?” I asked Blaze, nodding toward the dude that came with them.

  “Oh, this my nigga, Mac. Mac, my girl Peaches.” Blaze introduced us.

  The dude looked at me smiling. “I remember you.” He laughed. “You used too whoop my mans’ ass. Have my nigga walking around beat the fuck up.” He continued to laugh.

  “Mac, shut the fuck up.” Blaze pushed him away from us before he looked at me. “You find something funny?”

  I laughed. “No, I don’t.” I looked back at Mac, returning his smile. Blaze must had really trusted him to bring him over to the house. As I thought that, King’s visit to Muncie came to mind. That must had been the young dude he was talking about. “It’s nice meeting you, Mac. We have lots of food, feel free to get whatever you like. Make yourself at home.”

  “Thanks, Peaches. Y’all got it smelling good out here.” He rubbed his stomach.

  “Gon’ make yourself a plate,” I waved him toward the table where the food was. Blake walked over to where we stood, going up to Blaze.

  “What’s good, man? You been looking after yo moms?” Blaze asked him as they did their hand shake.

  “You know I was—” Blake was cut off.

  “Damn B, Lil homie look just like yo ass.” Mac looked from Blaze to Blake. A thoughtful look soon came to his face. His head nodded “I understand now. I respect that, big homie.” He shook up with Blaze.

  “Yeah,” was all Blaze said as he pulled Blake to him.

  “I’m about to go get me something to eat.” He laughed then walked off.

  Blake turned toward his dad, not saying anything. He reached in Blaze’s pockets then pulled out his phone and the money that was with it.

  “Boy, what the hell you doing? Get yo ass out my damn pockets—” Blaze’s sentence was cut off as Blake pushed him in the pool.

  “Ah!” A scream tore from my throat as Blaze pulled me with him.

  We went under at the same time but once I came up and caught my breath, I hit Blaze.

  “Why would you grab me?” I slashed water into his face.

  He ignored me. “Blake, I’m gon’ fuck you up. Why the hell you do that?” He fussed at him. He rubbed his nose trying to get the water out of it.

  “Blake, I will knock you out if you push me.” King threatened as Blake eased over to him.

  “Daddy knock him out.” Keema excitedly yelled.

  “Don’t worry, baby girl. I’mma get him. Aye but you better watch that little smart mouth of yours before I tear yo little butt up.” He warned her.

  Keema looked over at him for a long while, with her cheeks puffed up. She dropped her head and her lips poked out, Keema then looked up at him through her lashes. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be sorry, just watch yo mouth.”

  “Okay, Daddy. Gimme kiss.” Keema lips puckered up and she gave him a big kiss. She wiggled out of his arms. “Nana!” She yelled running to Bianca.

  That little girl was just too damn busy for her own self.

  “B, don’t think I’m playing. Wait until yo ass get out that fuckin’ pool. I’mma fuck you up.” King snapped at him once Keema was out of earshot range.

  “I’ll be ready.” Blaze responded as he grabbed me from behind. He didn’t seem bothered by King’s threat. “Where you think you’re going?” He pulled me from the edge of the pool. Blaze kissed my neck then turned me around to face him.

  “I’m still mad, Blaze. You need a backup battery or something. Not calling while you’re out ain’t gon’ work for me.” My arms wrapped around his neck.

  “Yeah, I hear you,” his nonchalant demeanor didn’t go unnoticed.

  “I’m serious, Blaze. Otherwise, we’re leaving—”

  “Peaches, shut the fuck up. Damn. I don’t wanna hear that bullshit, man, and we ain’t going nowhere so kill that noise.” He kissed me again, trying to shut me up.

  I bit his lip then laughed. “Yo ass get on my nerves.” My arms tightened around his neck and my legs went around his waist.

  Blaze walked us against the wall. “You wanna go get cleaned up?” His tongue played with mine while his hands slapped my booty.

  “Nope, I plan on swimming until midnight. Now go play with Blake.” I kissed him again then pushed him away from me. I turned and pushed myself up but ended up falling right back into the pool.

  “Damn, Peach!” Missy burst out laughing. “That would’ve been a badass exit if you had of gotten out.” She continued to laugh at my failed attempt to sashay off.

  I was hella embarrassed and Missy’s ass didn’t have to blast me like she did.

  “Shut yo duck lip having ass up! You talk too damn much, big lip ass wanch. I’ll come over there and smack the shit outda you.” Blaze snapped at her while he picked me up and sat me on the edge of the pool. “Fuck her! I got you.”

  My lips was parted the whole time not believing he just went off on her like that.

  Missy stopped laughing and stared at Blaze. Her eyes cut into slits at him. “This why I never liked yo ass. That mouth of yours gon’ get you hurt. Keep on here, play with me, Blaze.” She reached under her seat and grabbed her bag. “Talk that sweet shit.”

  “Fuck you, Lips. You don’t want
it, I promise. Peaches, watch out.” Blaze waved me off.

  I didn’t need to be told twice. I hurriedly got up and moved away from the pool.

  Blaze pulled off his shirt and tossed it outside the pool. “Aye, King grab her big lip ass.” His fingers waved beckoning her toward him.

  King was already standing on the side of her. Before Missy could jump up King snatched her ass up so quick. He ran and jumped in the pool with Missy in his arms. King came up for air first. Then once Missy came up, he grabbed the back of her thigh and forearm, lifted her in the air and tossed her to Blaze. He caught her and dunked Missy under.

  “Blaze, stop! Don’t do her like that.” I yelled at him, unable to contain my laughter.

  “You want some?” he asked.

  My head shook fast. “No, I don’t. My stomach hurt.” I rubbed my belly and laid back on the lounge chair. That was not my fight. I wasn’t about to play with them. They never knew when to stop. Those two will have you pissed the fuck off for a week when they got playful in the pool. King and Blaze just didn’t know how to act, with their childish asses.

  “Ooh, Keema, gimme some.” She walked out the house with a Pure Leaf extra sweet tea in her hands. “Come here, Keema.” I held my arms out for her. She walked her little self over and let me pick her up. I sat her on my lap.

  “Auntie Peaches, what you gon’ name the babies?” Keema asked as she handed me her drink.

  “I don’t know just yet, I don’t even know what I’m having.” I told her, just now remembered to tell Blaze about my doctor’s appointment in a few days.

  “Can I have one of your babies?” Her hand rubbed over my stomach.

  I didn’t know how to respond. My eyes squinted in a confused like manner. “Um…I’m only having one baby—”

  “Nuh uh! Uncle Boon, ain’t Auntie Peaches having a lot of babies?” She yelled over to the pool and quickly got everybody’s attention.

  This little girl here. I finished off her tea and laid back on the chair waiting to see what her parents would say.

  King gave Keema a look and she quickly hopped off my lap and ran to her momma, tucking herself under her arm. Well, damn, if a look was all it took from King to give her some act right. I needed to learn it, shit. Both Blaze and Blake needed some gotdamn act right.

  ***

  For the next few hours we all sat outside in the back talking. The mosquitoes started to get bad so the boys started a fire to keep them away.

  I sat in a lounge chair laying against Blaze. My arm clung to his while he ran a hand over my stomach.

  “Look at Peaches’ ass.” Kim pointed out.

  My brow rose as I looked at her. I didn’t understand why she was telling them to look at me. “What?” I pushed myself more into Blaze.

  “Y’all should have seen her earlier when neither of you were answering your phone. Baabae, listen, she cried and made threats. Blaze, she was gon’ get you. She promised y’all were moving from Gary as soon as you got back. Now look at her ass, all caked up like she ain’t made not a threat.” Kim laughed at me.

  Ebony clapped her hands together in agreement. “I swear she acted a whole ass fool. I personally think it’s cute to watch someone else go through those same pregnancy hormones I went through.”

  “So you was worried about me like that, huh?” King chimed in sitting on the chair with Ebony.

  She cut her eyes at him then pushed King away from her. “Hell no! And don’t you even start thinking that I was because I promise you I wasn’t.” She shrugged King off as he tried to lean into her. “Gon’ somewhere now.”

  “E, I don’t know why you acting. Y’all need to stop playing and give my niece a baby. I don’t know what y’all gon’ do with that little girl. Y’all heard her ask me if she can have one of my babies.” They had their hands full with that one. I truly felt sorry for them.

  “I told her she had to ask her momma about that. Shid, I’m tryna work on my boy but Ebony’s ass be acting funky and stingy.” King slapped her on the thigh hard.

  Ebony whacked the hell out of him in his back. “You play too much.”

  King turned around to face her fully. He took ahold of both of her wrist, locking them in one of his hands. The other went between her legs as he leaned into her.

  “Y’all take that shit in the house some fuckin’ where.” Blaze snapped at them.

  As expected, King paid him no mind and he continued to mess with Ebony.

  “I’ll be back. I gotda go to the bathroom.” I unwrapped myself from Blaze and got up.

  “I’mma come with you.” Blaze hopped up with me.

  I stopped walking to look at him. “Why are you coming with me?” My brows raised and my head tilted, waiting on his response.

  “I gotda piss. The fuck kinda question is that? Why I gotda have a reason to piss?” Blaze pushed passed me and walked into the house.

  “Yo ass know good and well why he going to the bathroom with you. He about to be all up in those guts.” Missy linked her fingers and pumped her palms together.

  “Miss, shut up with yo stupid ass.” Laughing at her, I went into the house. I stopped by the living room to see Keema stretched out sleep and Blake on the floor playing his video game.

  I left out and rushed to the restroom.

  Once finished I washed my hands and walked into our bedroom. Blaze laid stretched out on the bed, watching TV. “Why are you in here?”

  “Shit, just thinking.” His hands slid into his basketball shorts.

  Biting into my lower lip, I stopped myself from laughing. I knew exactly what he was thinking. A hum left my mouth. I kicked off my sandals and got into the bed. “What are you thinking about?” I crawled over to him until I was close enough to straddle his hips.

  “Just shit.” He shrugged.

  I pushed the hem of his shirt over his stomach then pulled him up, removing his shirt fully. “What did you do today? Did you find out anything?”

  “Mhm,” he hummed as he untied my swim top. He pulled the string from my neck, releasing my breast. Blaze cupped each breast and held them up. His tongue flicked over my right nipple before he pulled the small nub into his mouth, sucking until it became erect. His head pulled back, letting the little pebble pop from his mouth. He gave my left nipple the same treatment.

  A big smile came to my face once I felt his friend poke at my sex. I grabbed the sides of his face and bought it back mine. My tongue played with his lips before I gave them a peck. “Bae, we have guests. We can’t just leave them out there.” My tongue curled as I licked his top lip.

  “Fuck them, they ain’t guests. We past all that bullshit.”

  “Ahh!” A laugh full scream left my mouth as Blaze suddenly flipped us over. “B, what are you doing?” I laughed as he quickly pulled his basketball shorts down.

  My fingers wrapped around his dick, slowly I began to stroke him.

  “Yo ass playing. I’m about to get in yo guts before yo worrisome ass son come knocking on the door or one of those irritating as tricks you call friends come looking for you.” He pulled my shorts off and tossed them to the floor.

  I stood up and kissed his tip but before I could go any further, Blaze stopped me.

  “We ain’t even got time for that. It’s been two weeks. I want some pussy. You can suck my dick in the morning.” He pushed me back onto the bed and placed himself between my legs.

  All I could do was laugh at his seriousness. My hands went to his sides, my legs spreaded as my neck stretched up meeting him have way.

  Blaze placed his dick at my opening and pushed the tip in. His arms went under my thighs, lifting my legs up as his hips started a slow deep stroke. His hips began to roll while he was deep inside of me.

  He pulled out, ran his tip through my slit before pushing inside of me only to pull out again. Blaze thrusted back in fast and hard.

  My inner muscles squeezed tightly around him as my hips started to roll and grind against him. My nails dug into his side, my lips parted as
his hips slapped into mine, hitting my sweet spot. “Ooh, sss! Baby, harder!” My mouth went to his chest and kissed the skin before I bit him. My head fell onto the bed as my back arched. “Blaze, oh, my God. Sss, baby! Ooh!” I cried out.

  Blaze brought my thighs up to my shoulders, picking up the pace as he went deeper.

  “Oh, my. No, nooo, ooh, sss…” My hands went to his hips and I tried to push him back as my hips raised. My muscle tightened and my body started to shake. “Ah!” I screamed as I came hard around his dick.

  Blaze slowed down to flip me over. He slapped my ass hard as he pushed inside of me.

  My inner walls squeezed around him as my body continued to tremble. I fisted the sheet and bit into the pillow remembering we had a house full of people.

  Blaze pulled out once more, slapped my ass then thrusted in deep. His hips began to slap against my ass.

  I screamed into the pillow and gripped the sheets tighter. Moan after moan left my mouth but was muffled.

  Blaze’s hand grabbed my hair and he pulled me into him.

  My head twisted so my lips could press into his. I gave him a peck.

  With one hand fisted into my hair, the other came around to my front going between my legs. His fingers found my clit and he began to toy with my swollen pearl.

  Again, I came moaning loudly, causing my sounds to echo through the room.

  Blaze’s head went into the side of my neck, muffling his grunts and groans. “Ooh fuck, Peaches.” He grunted into my neck. His movements became frantic as his thrusting became harder.

  My sensitive sex just couldn’t take no more. I screamed as tears left my eyes. The feeling was just too much, but it felt amazing. I wanted him to stop but at the same time I didn’t.

  “Oh, my God! Blaze, ooh baby! Ah shit! Ooh sss! Ooh, I love you.” I cried out as my inner walls milked him.

  “Ah fuck!” Blaze pumped into me three more times before he came. His hands held my mount, holding me to him as his hips jerked against my ass as he released his nut inside of me. Blaze kissed my neck before he made his way to my lips.

  Kissing me, he pulled out then turned me to his front and laid me on my back. Blaze grabbed his dick then pushed inside of me.