by J Peach
“You know why I got more purple roses than red?” He suddenly asked confusing me.
“What? What does that have to do with this?” Instead of answering, he pulled one of the roses from the bunch.
“Just answer the question.”
I rolled my eyes realizing he was trying to distract me from the subject. So, I went with it.
“I like purple so I figure that would be why.” Blaze laughed at my answer.
“No, I wore purple because you like this lame ass color.” He looked down at the rose and pulled one of its pedals off. “Do you know the meaning for this rose?” He glanced at me as he raised a questioning brow.
“No,” my head shook slowly as confusion settled across my face.
“It stands for enchantment. It represent how I felt when I first laid eyes on your big mouth ass. It was then that I knew I was in love. And just within a few days of knowing you, I was thinking about marriage. Me, Blaze, actually thinking about that scared the fuck outda me.
“So I tried convincing myself it wasn’t love at first sight but fascination instead because I had never meant a chick like you in my life. But that only worked for about a month.” Blaze let out a loud laugh and his eyes gazed over as if he was thinking back on a memory.
I just sat there listening to him not believing he was actually telling me this.
“Fascination left when yo ass locked us in the room and put on yo brass knuckles and squared up with a nigga. Before that I couldn’t get a bitch to talk shit, let alone swing on my ass. And I couldn’t have no spineless, leeching, yes bitch be my future. Deep down, I knew you were the one.
“But it was too soon and I ain’t want to admit that shit to myself. Like usual, back at the doc’s office, you spoke truth on everything you said about me. For the past ten/eleven months of knowing you, I wasn’t being honest with myself. I loved you but I didn’t want to. Peach, I was no good for you. I knew that. Shid, everybody did. Marcus told me that the first time he saw us together.
“He was right, though. I wasn’t shit but poison to you. You could have done so much better than me, which I knew but at the same time I ain’t want nobody else to have you. Yo ass had a nigga feeling bipolar as fuck. One minute I wanted to strangle yo ass, then the next I just wanted to chill and then I ain’t wanna have shit to do with yo ass. I didn’t know what the fuck I wanted, yo.” Blaze laughed, shaking his head as I smiled. I already knew the feelings he spoke of.
“Fuckin’ with Krystal was stupid but it was a distraction. Yo ass had me feeling shit I ain’t never felt, shit I didn’t want to feel. So, I kept her ass around and even tried to convince myself I felt something for that broad. I’m a dummy ass nigga for doing and saying half the shit I had said to you. I gotda live with that but I’m willing to do whatever and for however long it might take for you to trust me with everything that’s you again.
“So even though dark purple roses means enchantment, it don’t make what I feel permanent. This feeling can go away unexpectedly at any given moment.” Blaze confused me.
Hearing him say the feelings he have could leave, brought this knowing dread I’ve felt since realizing I was in love with him.
I didn’t know what to say, so I silently watched as Blaze untied the bouquet of roses. My brows soon went up as I watched him unwrap the tissue, pushing the purple roses aside.
“Purple roses don’t necessarily means forever, but a red rose symbolize true love that’ll last forever. Even though it means never ending love it also stand for the test of time. No matter how strong our love is there’s always going to be an obstacle thrown in the mix.
“Nothing is ever gon’ be smooth with me. It’s just going to be ten times harder but if you’re willing to continue to deal with my bullshit, I’m willing to put in just as much plus more effort to make this work. I can’t do this without you, Peach. I know you don’t believe that now but I ain’t never been more serious about shit in life. Peaches, I love the fuck outda you. If it takes me telling you that every day in order for you to believe me, then that’s what I’ll do. I’m feeling like a real bitch right now but I’d rather feel like this then not have you.” He held the four red roses that where hiding inside of the purple ones, then he untied the string that kept them bound together.
The pad of my thumb constantly wiped at my eyes and swiped at my cheeks to stop the droplets of tears that continuously flowed.
I tried keeping it together but it was very obvious I wasn’t doing such a good job at it.
How could I?
Blaze was sitting there pouring everything out to me, which was all I ever wanted when we were together. I wanted him to express some type of loving emotion toward me because everything was always an I don’t give a fuck attitude with him. Now, the words he spoke were hitting me deep as he let me know how I made him feel and how he felt about me.
All the harsh bullshit he’d ever spat at me couldn’t compare to this moment.
“Blaze.” The shock in my strained voice had my words cutting off, which Blaze countered on.
“You ain’t gotda say shit. I ain’t looking for an answer. You’ve been a down for a nigga since we met. You done rocked hard as fuck with a nigga without needing to be asked. Yo ass done put up with all my shit and still stuck with my ass. Not to mention my moms love the fuck outda you.” He held up an 18kt white gold ring between his fingers. “I know you don’t trust me and taking this don’t mean you have to, but I want you to know I’m serious and I don’t want to be committed to nobody but you.”
I just broke down even more. My tears blurred my vision as I cried. I didn’t know who the hell this man was in front of me. “You are such a bastard.”
“Man, stop with that stupid ass crying.”
I set my blurry sights on Blaze and punched him in the arm. I couldn’t get no other words out, I was happy about his love confession but mad that he waited until now to say something.
“You want some tissue or something?” Blaze’s question showed just how little he knew about a woman and her feelings.
I covered my face with his jacket not wanting to seem like more of an emotional idiot than I was already portraying. I tried to stop myself from crying but couldn’t. It was like a wave of emotions just attacked my nervous system because all I wanted to do was ball myself up and just cry.
A loud sob broke from my throat, causing me to cry harder.
“Damn! Come here, man.” Slipping one arm behind my back and the other under my knees, Blaze sat me on his lap then pulled the jacket from my face. “I’m confused. You crying never means anything good. So, what I do or say that was wrong?”
The crease lines on his forehead and the slant of his eyes on his frowning face had a tearful laugh leaving my mouth.
“Nothing, I just, I just— I just wasn’t expecting none of this and—and—and you saying you love me—you’ve just been amazing today. This— this— has been the most perfect date ever and…” I stopped in mid-sentence, trying to get myself under control but I couldn’t. “…for you to be so open to me and the beautiful explanation behind the roses. You are such an asshole for this. B, you already knew how I felt but then you— ooh.” I was a mess. My hands were shaking so hard and my words kept breaking up. I doubt Blaze heard a word I said. I was now beginning to think my hormones were acting up for no reason.
“So, you’re crying because you’re happy?” Nodding, I covered my face again. “Peach, stop crying.” Pulling the jacket down, Blaze wiped my eyes then nose with some tissue.
Taking the clean tissue from him, I wiped my eyes again. “Does Blaze love Peaches?”
Blaze laughed before grabbing the back of my neck and kissing me. After pecking his lips once, I pulled back.
“You can have me feeling like I hate you so much and want nothing to do with you then you turn around and do this, and the roses—” Feeling my eyes starting to water again, I stopped talking.
“I spent two hours in the damn flower shop listening to this old a
ss woman talk. She was on point, though, so I gotda go back and thank her old ass. Here,” he grabbed my hand and swiftly slid an 18kt white gold ring on my ring finger.
The ring was simply beautiful. A diamond stone sat in the center and three rows of small diamonds designed the band. It looked way too expensive and he already spent way too much on me as it was.
“B, this ring is beautiful but I can’t take it”
“You can and you will. I’m not taking it back. I want you to have it even if you don’t wear it,” he explained.
Biting into my lower lip, I stared at the ring then him. “If I wear this, everybody gon’ think we’re engaged.” A wide smile suddenly came to his face.
“Shid, I’m cool with that if you are.” My bottom lips shook slightly, clearing my throat I looked away from him. “You’re about to cry again? Why you crying?”
“I’m not crying.” Lie. “I just know once we get back home all this gon’ be like it never happened and I don’t want to pretend it didn’t. You not gon’ be this care-free person you are now.” I explained while wiping my eyes again.
“I’m probably not gon’ be, but when we together I’m gon’ try to be this person so don’t worry about shit changing, i’ight. Man, you sho’ you ain’t got shit to tell me? Thinking about this shit now, yo ass been emotional as fuck lately.” I slapped him. “Why the fuck you hitting me? Shid, I’m saying, though.” Blaze laughed and I rolled my eyes. I didn’t even reply back to that. He got serious and turned my face toward his, leaning forward I brought my lips to his. “You just make sho when we get back you don’t forget this.”
Shaking my head at his words, I leaned in to kiss him again. “I will never forget this day.” How could I forget something like this? Forget that Blaze was actually being unguarded and completely open to me?”
I couldn’t.
Laying against him, I sighed. I wasn’t ready for the night to end but it was coming to a close.
Chapter 19
Peaches
Blaze walked me to my front door. After unlocking it, I turned to face him.
“Thanks for the truck, dinner and my roses. For this whole evening.” Nodding, Blaze handed me my roses.
“Yeah, today was cool. I’ll be here tomorrow around eleven to pick you up.” He referred to the fair.
“Alright, I’ll be ready.” Taking off his jacket, I handed it to him. He took it from me before his arm wrapped around my waist. My hand automatically went to his chest. “You should go, it’s late.” My palm smoothed over his chest.
“I should.” He mumbled.
Letting out a small laugh, I stretched my neck up, pecking his lips. Blaze’s hand tightened around my waist and his lips pushed into mine.
After that, everything seemed to move fast. One second we were outside kissing then the next moment, I was being pushed inside of the house. His jacket as well as my roses quickly found the floor.
Pushing Blaze through the front door, my kisses trailed down his neck to his collarbone. As I kissed and sucked along his skin, my fingers made quick work to undo the buttons on his shirt.
I pushed the shirt down his arms and continued kissing down his chest, letting my tongue trace over every line, curve and ripple on his stomach.
Nipping at his V, I placed kisses along his pelvis as I undid his belt. Once it was undone, his zipper followed. Blaze’s dick sprung out and I wasted no time wrapping my hand around it.
Blaze let out a groan as I began stroking him. I glanced up giving a slight smile and our eyes locked as I brought his tip into my mouth.
My jaws sunk in as I sucked on the mushroom shaped head, releasing him with a popping sound that had Blaze groaning out again. I took him back into my mouth, taking him deep. I suppressed my gag reflexes and breathed through my nose. I held his hips as my head moved back then forward.
“Ah fuck!” Blaze cursed loudly while bringing his hand to the back of my head.
I took him deeper, bringing my mouth to his pelvis, causing Blaze’s hand to tighten in my hair as his hips began to thrust. I relaxed my muscles and continued to breathe steadily through my nose allowing Blaze free range of my mouth. With my free hand, I massaged his sack as his tip hit the back of my throat.
Once it became too much, I pulled back. I spit on his dick and let one hand work from his base up to the head then back down.
I licked up the shaft to his tip, swirling my tongue around the sensitive rim before bringing the head into my mouth, giving it a hard suck.
“Oh fuck! Peach, damn!” He grunted out.
Glancing up, Blaze had his bottom lip into his mouth as his head fell back against the door. He panted heavily and I smiled mentally. My mouth replaced the hand on his sack. I sucked on his balls as I moaned. Then at the same time, I gave his tip a slight squeeze.
Blaze’s grip on my hair suddenly turned painful and without warning, I was pulled away from him before being jerked up by my hair.
“Ow, Blaze what the hell?” I tried to pry his hand from my hair. “Blaze, let my damn hair go.”
He ignored me as his grip tightened even more. Blaze roughly pressed me into the wall.
“You’ve been fuckin’ that nigga?” His angry voice snapped.
“What? Ow, Blaze, let me the fuck go.” I grabbed his wrist as if doing so was going to ease the pain to my now throbbing head.
“Peaches, don’t fuckin’ play with me. You fuck’d that nigga?” he asked, lifting me up.
“No—”
“Don’t fuckin’ lie to me, boss. Yo ass wasn’t suckin’ like this before. You’ve been suckin’ that nigga dick.” He snapped at me.
He pushed me into the wall once again, this time knocking the air from my lungs. Once my breathing returned, I dug my nails into his wrist. “Blaze, I swear you better let me the fuck go.” I warned him before I punched him as hard as I could in the face. Finally, he released me and I hit him again before pushing him toward the door.
“Get the fuck out and don’t worry about tomorrow.” Blaze didn’t move and that pissed me off. “Bye! I fuckin’ hate yo stupid ass. And so what if I had sucked his dick? We weren’t together.” He glared at me. “But for the record I didn’t, you stupid son of bitch. Now get the fuck out!” I knew this Blaze was bound to show up. I just didn’t know it would be this soon. I thought we at least had until morning, but leave it up to his ass to fuck shit up. He reached out for me. “Don’t fuckin’ touch me. Just go, get out.” Slapping his hand away from me, I pushed him again toward the door.
“Peaches—”
My head was already shaking because I knew what was next so there wasn’t a point in him talking. “No, I don’t want your apology. And let it be known that I didn’t fuck Jerron, I wanted to—was about to but we didn’t because he was shot, happy?” He touched my face softly. “Blaze, don’t fuckin’ touch me. Get out. Damn!” Blaze didn’t listen and it didn’t surprise me. “Blaze, I’m serious get out.”
Again he ignored me, I moved to walk around him to open the door. I should’ve expected his next move, but I wasn’t thinking. “Blaze, put me down.” He grabbed me, locking my arms at my side so I started sinking my teeth into his skin.
“Peaches, stop biting me,” he spoke calmly as he walked us to the living room and dropped me on the couch. I tried to sit up, but he pushed me back down before I could.
He grabbed my thighs, pulling me to the end of the couch.
“Blaze, gon’ now.” I tried pushing him away from me while getting up but Blaze easily pushed me back down.
A talkative Blaze, I could deal with but a silent one, I didn’t know what to expect of him. He no longer looked angry about his assumptions instead he seemed aggressively relaxed.
I honestly didn’t know what to make of the look.
“Would you be still?” His hard voice caused my movement to stop.
He spread my legs and kissed my thigh.
“Blaze!” I protested but I knew damn well I wasn’t going to try and stop him in real
life. But I didn’t want to seem desperate for his mouth either. “Blaze, I’m not even in the mood, no more. Move.”
Blaze stretched my legs wide and held them in a tight grip. At my words, he looked at me for a second before his head disappeared between my legs. The moment his tongue poked at my opening it immediately started throbbing.
I wanted to push him away but at the same time, I wanted to pull him closer.
I was weak when it came to him and I hated that. I hated him for making me that way.
I expected Blaze to make a smart comment about me saying I wasn’t in the mood when my pussy told a different story, but he didn’t. Instead he continued to eat my pussy, running his tongue through my slit then sucking on my labia.
I grabbed the back of his head as he pushed two fingers into my throbbing sex. Then Blaze pressed down on my pelvic muscle massaging gently.
“Oh, my God!” My nails dug into his head as my back arched. My tongue swiped over my suddenly dry lips before my mouth opened and I moaned. “Ooh, Blaze!” My head moved from one side to the other as I squeezed my right breast. My eyes closed and I bit hard on my bottom lip.
Blaze sucked on my clit while his tongue flicked over it while his fingers moved faster.
“Ooh, baby, right there!” My muscles tightened as my hips jerked. My pussy throbbed rapidly as I came. “Ahhh!” Blaze didn’t stop right away.
He pulled his fingers out and he held my thighs apart. He sucked on one side of my labia then the other before letting his tongue swirl at my opening. He then licked up to my sensitive clit, playing with my pearl as he did.
“Blaze,” I called for him as my legs shook violently. He began sucking on my clit once more. “No, Blaze. No. Ooh, Blaze. Ah!” I moaned, cumming once again. My nails went deeper into his skin as my hips raised off of the couch. He held the back of my thighs, holding me to him as I rode out my orgasm. “Oh, my God.” I fell limp.