You Needed Me III: A Love Story

by Shvonne Latrice

  Scratching his ear, he stared at the floor in deep thought, before gulping his drink.

  “I know. Look, the next time you see your mother, tell her that I want to talk to her. Tell her that I’m sorry, and I may have gotten a little bit carried away.”

  “You tell her.”

  “I’ve tried, but she doesn’t answer my calls.” He pleaded with his eyes.

  “Okay, but under one condition. Send a flower arrangement to my shorty’s job, with a card and a written apology. If it’s not delivered by this afternoon, you can forget about me talking to mom.”

  “Britain—”

  “That’s the deal.”

  “What does she like?” he sighed. I’d finally found a weak spot on this nigga. Nothing scared him, not even death, but losing my mom seemed to be the sweet spot that we’d all been searching for, for years.

  “Roses, white and red. She’s pregnant, so get her some chocolates, too.”

  “Shake on it.” He reached his free hand out, while sipping his liquor.

  I shook his hand, gave him a fake smile, and then turned on my heels. Bitch ass nigga.

  Chapter Six: Saya Quinton

  I was finally home from that awkward ass meeting with my brothers, dad, and how could I forget… Pharaoh. He was looking so good dressed in that all black Gucci suit, and he smelled just as good too. I don’t know, it could’ve been my brothers’ cologne, but I’d like to think it was him. I could barely look at his ass without wetting my panties, so after getting one good look, I quickly turned away and kept it that way. He and I had never slept together, and I would be lying if I said it didn’t cross my mind earlier.

  I smiled when I walked into my living room because I saw Aries wasn’t here. For the past few weeks, every time I got home I was walking in on him chilling with Jamie and smoking. Not only was I annoyed by his bum presence, unless he had his tongue out, but I didn’t feel like being interrogated on why he hadn’t been brought into the family yet.

  I was gonna ask and see if he could somehow help out, but when I got ready to, I came to my senses. No way was my father gonna give him access, and honestly I couldn’t blame him. What the fuck did the family need Aries for? And then, even if he did get on he wouldn’t be getting much because you only got money when you worked for it.

  Not only that, but now that my mom was looking to separate from my dad, I wasn’t sure about how our escort business was gonna run. My dad got a cut from that, and I highly doubt he would just let my mom and me have it. I had bigger problems and no time to be worried about helping Aries. I shook my head at my thoughts as a loud knock was heard throughout my living room.

  “Who is it?” I called out as I pulled my gun from the secret drawer in the kitchen. As I pushed the loaded magazine up into it, I looked through the peephole to see Pharaoh’s fine ass smiling. He knew I was looking. “Did you follow me?” I opened the door, cocking my head sexily. At least I hoped it was sexy.

  “Yeah, I did. Can I come in?”

  “How do you just pop up on people, Pharaoh? What if Aries was here?”

  “So what if that broke ass nigga was here. He had no business pushing up on you when I got knocked anyways. He deserves an ass whooping.” He barged in with his rude ass, hitting me in the face with his cologne. I closed the door behind him once I came out of my trance.

  Pharaoh was a muthafucking twenty out of ten, especially since he’d bulked up a bit behind bars. He had smooth, light skin, luminous, curly hair, a scruffy beard, tattoos, a banging body, and the best feature of all, he got to the money. He was the total opposite of Aries in the sense that he would never be chilling in my condo on the daily not doing shit, and begging for a handout. Yeah, Pharaoh had the luxury of being in the family, but that’s because he proved himself to my father, and showed him that he was needed. Pharaoh wasn’t some trap star like Aries, he was a for real criminal.

  “I wasn’t your girl,” I finally replied as I walked my gun back to the kitchen.

  “You were about to be. And if anybody knew how I felt about you, he did. I know he ain’t hitting that shit right.” He ran his tongue across his full bottom lip. Damn.

  “You don’t know what he’s doing,” I smirked and so did he. “Would you like something to drink? I have wine, dark liquor, clear liquor, champagne, pretty much anything you can think of.”

  “I will take some Bourbon if you have it.”

  “I do.” Pulling two glasses down, I filled them both with Bourbon and then walked them to the couch where he was sitting.

  “Don’t sit so fucking far away, Saya.”

  “Pharaoh, don’t. You know I have a man, so stop acting like that. I’m not a cheater aight?” I frowned.

  Throwing his glass back, he set it on the coffee table and then yanked me into his lap. Pushing my dress up past my thighs roughly, he began moving his fingers across my pussy slowly, while staring me in the eyes. Good Lord this nigga was handsome as fuck.

  “Robert, stop,” I moaned his government name, while grinding against his fingers.

  “You want me to?” he moved my panties to the side, and slipped his fingers inside of me.

  I began moving slowly, riding his fingers like they were a dick. Why was his finger game better than Aries’ dick game? I kept moving slowly as he plunged his fingers in and out of me feverishly. Moments later, I was spilling all over his hand. He immediately removed his dick, and then pulled a condom from his wallet.

  “This is how you want the first time to be, Pharaoh? Really?” I furrowed my brows at him.

  “You’re right,” he sighed. “I haven’t had any pussy in a while, shorty, so please forgive me.”

  “You haven’t had anything since you’ve been out? Not even from Kat?” I smirked, referring to this bird he used to fuck with.

  Smiling, he rubbed his beard and said, “Yeah I fucked Kat, but only a few times since I’ve been out. I haven’t had the pussy that I’ve been craving for years.”

  “Well I think you know how to go about getting it. I just don’t know about this, Pharaoh. I’ve been with Aries for years and I just can’t leave like that. And why would I leave him without even knowing if you’re serious?” I moved from his lap and stood up so I could go to the bathroom. He followed me, and as I wiped myself up, he washed his hands.

  “Saya, I’ve been serious since before you got with this nigga. I’m the one who needs to be worried and shit. You like to play games, ma.”

  “No I don’t.” I turned the faucet back on to wash my hands.

  “You’re telling me that you’re happy with that nigga? You can’t be, look at your fucking collarbone, it has a damn bruise on it. You’re lucky I haven’t killed his ass yet.”

  “It’s not like that. He gets mad and he will get a little rough with me, but it’s not like he slaps or punches me,” I shrugged, a little embarrassed.

  “Do your brothers know that he just gets a little rough with you?”

  “Fuck no! And you better not tell them, not one of them. They’re all a little off in the head you know.”

  I shuddered as I thought about their reaction. Not one of my brothers had a sane bone in their body, so if they found out some nigga was hitting me, especially Aries, they’d kill his ass.

  “Agree to give me a chance and I won’t say shit.” He raised his brow as he stared down into my face. “You are so pretty, Saya.” He thumbed my cheek as I pondered.

  “Fine, I will give you a chance. A low key one, but a chance nonetheless,” I smiled because he was smiling. I was also a little happy that he was out and still on me.

  Tugging me close, he pressed his lips against mine as his big hands rubbed my ass. This was gonna be interesting, but I couldn’t wait.

  Kimberlyn

  One week later…

  Saya invited me over to her condo because she wanted to see the baby, and she was gonna cook for me. I was excited to come because I wanted to get closer to my husband’s family. Because his father didn’t care for me, I
felt a little bit of a disconnection from his people, despite his mother adoring me. For some reason I really wanted Stony to like me, but that was before he tried to kill TQ, before his people kidnapped me from the damn bed, and before he put a gun to my head. That nigga was crazy, and I wanted no parts of him any more.

  “He is so cute, Kimberlyn.” Saya took Baby Tarenz from me and kissed his fat cheeks. Like always, he grabbed some of her hair, clutching it tightly in his chunky hands, before shoving it into his mouth.

  “Don’t do that,” I chuckled and tried to gently pry her hair from his hands.

  “It’s fine.” She kissed him again and then handed him back to me.

  “You are gonna love women with long hair, huh?” I smiled at him as I stood him up in my lap. He was the cutest little thing in the world, and so well behaved. He had his moments where he would cry for the longest and couldn’t be consoled, but it was rare.

  I played with my baby as Saya made her way around the kitchen, and I couldn’t wait to see what she was making. I was sure it was some Russian food, and since being with TQ, I had come to love it. I absolutely loved having Russian food for dinner, not only because it was scrumptious, but also because TQ and I usually cooked it together. Any time I got to spend with him was always bliss. I didn’t know I could love someone that much.

  “Fuck you making?” Aries walked into the condo frowning. That frown immediately turned into a smile when he saw Baby Tarenz and I sitting on the couch. Why did I wear a tube top and skirt? I thought. “What’s good, shorty?” he strolled over to me, dragging his corduroy slippers across Saya’s laminate flooring.

  “Hi,” I said in a low tone, before adjusting my son in my lap.

  “Damn, when did you have him?” He looked at my body.

  “Just four months ago.”

  “Shit, and you’re already looking like that? I know that nigga TQ is happy yo’ ass didn’t blow the fuck up and stay that way. These bitches these days stay fat for years after their kids.” He fired up his blunt.

  “Having children does a lot to a woman’s body. You shouldn’t speak on things that you’ve never experienced, and I would appreciate it if you didn’t smoke that while my baby is right here.”

  Grinning, he paused for a second before putting it out. Thank God, because I would’ve had to leave. If my own husband couldn’t smoke around my baby, I damn sure wasn’t about to let this trash ass nigga do it.

  “So I heard you just graduated from college.”

  “Yes I did. It was about a week before I had him,” I chuckled and kissed Baby Tarenz’s cheek.

  “Cool, cool. So umm, is that nigga treating you right? I know he has a reputation for being a bit of a ladies man, and I’m just wondering if he’s changed up for you.”

  “We’re married.”

  “Being married doesn’t mean shit these days, especially to niggas like TQ. And y’all only have been married for like a month. Anyway, shorty, I’m just asking because if not I wanna take care of you.” He got up and sat next to me.

  “Take care of me? Are you crazy?” I already knew his ass was broke, so he was crazy to make such a comment for more reasons than one.

  “Nah I’m not crazy. I don’t give a fuck about what Saya has to say. That bitch is fucking around on me anyways. And I damn sure don’t give a fuck about what that nigga, TQ, thinks. I’ve been dreaming about eating your pussy for months, even while you were pregnant.” He touched my thigh and bit his lip.

  “Uh, Saya, I’m gonna go.” I rose to my feet, and when Aries grabbed my wrist, I yanked it away.

  “What? Why?” She came running into her living room.

  “Baby Tarenz isn’t feeling well, so I’m gonna take him home. I’m so sorry, maybe we can do this another time okay?”

  Before she could answer I just darted out. I didn’t want to say anything to her in front of Aries, because I wasn’t even sure if she would believe me or get mad as fuck. I’m just glad I got out of there before he pounced on me.

  ***

  I was staring up at the ceiling, lying in bed, when TQ walked in from his shower. My son and I had just taken a bath together, and although I was in the comfort of my own bed, I couldn’t get what Aries had done off of my mind. I no longer wanted to be around him, and I had a feeling that would be hard to do since he was Saya’s man. A part of me wanted to say something to someone, but the other part of me felt like it wasn’t even that serious. All he did was touch my leg and flirt a little bit.

  “You should’ve known better than to put something on.” TQ got into the bed and began pushing my little nightgown up until it was off. “So sexy and beautiful,” he whispered as he kissed on my neck and then took his lips to my nipples.

  Once he got his fix, he made his way down my stomach and spread my legs so that he could suck on my clit. Throwing my head back, my breathing became heavy as he groped my thighs while eating my pussy. His face was pressed into my center as he sucked gently on my button. I loved that when he ate pussy he moaned very subtly here and there, letting me know how much he enjoyed it. Flicking his tongue over my bud, he let it travel to my hole and stuck it in for a little bit before bringing it back up.

  “Tarenz,” I whimpered while I caressed his fresh fade.

  “Give it to me,” he growled, seemingly pulling the orgasm out of me.

  “Ahh, uhh, mmm.” My body trembled as I called out loudly, brushing my toes against his strong back.

  He French kissed my pussy very slowly as I let it all out, sniveling a little bit. He made eye contact with me as he swiped his soft tongue over my clit, causing me to shiver violently for some reason. Trailing his lips up my body, he positioned his head at my opening, and pushed into me gently. It was a little painful, I guess because my body hadn’t come all the way back yet. Stroking me slowly, he gripped the sides of my face and kissed me hungrily yet softly. He hugged my body as he wound his hips into me, hitting my spot and delivering pain and pleasure every time.

  “You okay?” He stopped.

  “Yes, why?”

  “Your body isn’t relaxed.”

  “I am relaxed.”

  “No, shorty, you’re not. I’m inside of you, I can feel how tense you are.” He pulled out of me.

  “No, Tarenz, I’m fine. Just keep going I don’t mind.” I shook my head ‘no’.

  “I mind. I ain’t trying to be fucking you if you’re not enjoying it, shorty,” he scoffed and laid on the side of me. Rubbing his hands down his face, he reached over for his phone to check it.

  “I’m sorry, let’s try again.” I pecked his lips. I didn’t want it to be like this. He was my husband and I wanted to make sure we stayed married.

  As I was kissing down his chiseled abs, he gripped my bicep and yanked me up and off of him.

  “Fuck is wrong with you, Kimberlyn? Tell me right now. Did somebody do something to you?” he grimaced, staring into my soul it seemed with those deep blue eyes.

  “He umm—”

  “Who the fuck is he?” He sat up, and I’d never seen him so angry.

  “Aries, he just touched my leg and he told me that he wanted to take care of me earlier today. That was all, nothing else. It wasn’t that bad.”

  “It wasn’t that bad, yet you can’t even fuck your husband because of it.”

  “I can, I told you let’s try again.” I moved towards him but he stopped me, and then got out of the bed to pull on his boxers. “Tarenz, don’t leave! We can still do it!”

  “I’m just going to get some water, stop acting like that. What you think I’m only with you for sex? I can go out and fuck anybody, Kimberlyn. I married you and I’m with you because I love you. Yes the sex is a bonus, but that’s all it is, shorty.” He held my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. “Come on, we can go chill in the living room for a little bit.” He picked me up off the bed once I pulled my gown over my head.

  I smiled once he placed me to my feet, so he pecked me again.

  “I love when you smile, shor
ty. I swear it’s more contagious than Ebola.”

  I just chuckled before slipping my hand into his, as we made our way to the bathroom so I could clean up and he could brush his teeth. We then went into the kitchen to shop. While we gathered our snacks, he was quiet and in deep thought, so I knew it was over for Aries. I didn’t feel bad either.

  Aries Jenkins

  I pulled up to the curb in Saya’s Maserati, before hitting the unlock button. One of these little shorties I was messing with named Melina gave me a sweet smile as she took her seatbelt off. And if you’re wondering, hell yeah she thought this was my whip, and that’s the way I preferred the shit.

  “You’re coming back to see me tonight?” she smiled.

  “I might, why? What incentive would I have to come back and see you?”

  “Good food, sex, and conversation. I’m sure Saya is gonna be working late like always, instead of tending to her man like she should be.”

  Melina was right as fuck. Saya had been working extra late, and all fucking day lately. Now don’t get me wrong, she always had late hours and long days, but recently shit had been different. Usually during the day she would have little breaks and shit where we would converse or go eat. Now, she was too busy to have a break. Then the last three nights, she didn’t even come to her condo. I woke up at 8am and her ass still wasn’t there, talking about she did come home, she just left before I woke up. I wanted to believe her ass for the sake of my ego, but damn if it wasn’t fucking with me.

  “Alright, I will text you if I’m gonna come, ma.”

  “Okay, bye, baby.” She leaned over and pecked my lips, before climbing her sexy ass out of the whip. Damn, I couldn’t wait to slide up in that shit again.