“Do you drink?” he asked me.
“Sure, I’ll have some wine. Pinot Grigio please,” I said trying to be on my rich swag.
“Wine for the beautiful young lady,” He said.
I smiled throughout dinner and we kept constant eye contact. I knew by our phone conversations that we would have chemistry. He playfully threw some jabs at me during dinner about me drinking wine. He took his health very seriously and I respected it. But I wasn’t sure how I felt about him judging me.
Our weekend dates turned into mid-week dates and Jeff appeared to be the perfect dude. He was born and raised in Maryland and was drafted seven years ago. He wasn’t a gangster, but he was hood as shit and I found it so appealing. He was exactly my type of dude. What really turned me on is how he had never pushed the sex issue. That’s how I knew shit was real. I figured with him being an athlete, he would want to hit it right away because he always got panties thrown at him. But I hadn’t even been to his house and he hadn’t been to mine.
He loved the fact that I wasn’t from the area so we spent the majority of our time exploring the city. We were coming up on Shayonna’s school vacation and Aunty was excited to have her for a week. Shayonna packed her play heels and play dresses because she said that she wanted to get jazzy like Aunty. I loved the bond they created because Shayonna never complained when she went over there to stay.
“Come over tonight, Jeff.” I said looking at myself in my bathroom mirror. I was ready to let him have me.
“Aiight, I’ll be there after practice boo.” His sexy deep voice resonated through the phone. I loved the way he talked, accent and all. He was just all-around sexy.
I was nervous and kept pacing the floor like a kid. I hadn’t had sex since I’d been with Tony and I’d been fiending for a man’s touch. “Keep it together Tiara.” I said, trying to calm myself down.
Tony hadn’t called me in a while and when he did, it was only to speak to Shayonna. Somehow, I still felt connected to him. It was time to cut that cord. By taking things to the next level with Jeff, it would finally mean that Tony was no more and it was all about him.
I spoke to Eb before he arrived and she laughed at my nervousness. She said for a tough girl I was soft when it came to my man. She was right because when it came to a man, I was always nervous in the beginning, especially with sex because I hadn’t had a lot of partners. Tony was the second man I had been with so new dick was kinda scary. Eb’s ass said that she’d been giving it to Jonathan since their second date. That just wasn’t my style, but shit was cool for her because she and Jonathan were still going strong.
I rushed her off the phone once I heard my doorbell ring. I straightened my thong and pushed up my titties before tightening my robe. Jeff walked his tall ass inside and looked around. “Aww, it’s all cute and dainty in here.”
I pursed my lips to the side. “Sorry, I don’t have that basketball money, but my shit’s still hot.” I boasted.
“Nah, I’m for real boo, it looks nice in here.” He said scoping the place out.
“Is the baby with your aunt?” He asked.
That was another thing that turned me on about Jeff. Although he hadn’t met Shayonna yet, he always asked about her. He knew how near and dear she was to my heart.
“Yeah she’s over there.” I said leading him to a seat on the couch.
“Get comfortable.” I told him as I popped in my Hangover DVD.
He laughed. “Boo, I’m going to get you a Blu-ray tomorrow. You’re living in the stone-age with that wack ass DVD shit. It’s hurting my eyes watching your shit. I like my movies clear and concise.”
“Listen, I’m not swimming in money like you. I like my DVD player. Don’t come over here starting shit.” I teased back.
“I’m playing with your ass.” He said lying back and stretching one of his long legs on my sofa. I went to the kitchen to down a glass of wine. I was so nervous about the night, I didn’t even hear him creep up on me
“What I tell you about drinking alcohol?” he asked.
“Listen I can drink wine, it’s in the Bible.” I told him.
“I’m serious Tiara. I want you to take care of my body.” He said seriously.
“Your body?” I asked.
Gripping my ass, he pulled me in to him. “You’re mine right?” He locked his eyes with mine and asked again, “right?” He squeezed my ass tighter. “Isn’t this mine?” He asked again after getting no answer.
“Yes baby.” I paused. “I’m yours.” I surrendered. At that moment, Jeff officially became my man.
He lifted me up on the kitchen counter pecking my lips softly. Gently, he slid in his tongue to meet mine. Our tongues glided against each other as if they were destined to be intertwined. My body yearned for more of him as my thong became saturated by his touches. He opened my robe and caressed my breasts. He fingered my nipples and then gripped my hair as we kissed. He glided my thong down my legs and gently pushed my back against the kitchen wall. He stuck one finger in my pussy and I creamed on it as it gently slid in and out. “This shit is so fuckin’ wet and tight.” He said seductively. I watched as he licked his finger and it turned me on. I lay back like a sex kitten waiting for him to devour my pussy with his dick. He took off his pants and stroked his dick. It was as if he was showing off the length; eyeing me while stroking it because it was long and thick. “You want this dick?” he asked. I wet my lips. “Yes baby,” I said, spreading my legs apart. “I have to taste you first.” He said, bending and staring into my moist canal. He dove mouth first into my pussy. “Mmm.” I moaned, my eyes closed, feeling the depth of his tongue. It slithered on my clit making my body exude sensitivity. I almost came from only a few licks, sucks and slurps on my clit. It had been so long since I felt a man’s tongue gracing my pussy I couldn’t help but moan and call out his name. He teased my clit with this tongue, then with his lips and then he sucked on it until I rained in his mouth. “Ooooh, Jeff baby, I’m coming.”
“Mmmmm, “he hummed, vibrating his mouth on my clit making my orgasm rise to a peak that it had never reached. “Ooooohhhh,” I moaned seductively, almost turning myself on. I exhaled coming down from the peak of my erotic high. He scooped me off the counter and placed me in the middle of the living room floor. He rolled the condom on his dick and then inserted it into my warm, wet tunnel. “Uhhh,” I moaned. It was so big, so thick, so perfect. My body trembled in satisfaction as Jeff pleased me on levels that I didn’t know existed. Orgasm after orgasm, moan after moan, stroke after stroke. He was rough, then he was gentle, then erotically rough again. Our sex exceeded my expectations and as I fell asleep in his arms, there was no doubt in my mind that I was starting to fall in love.
Chapter 11
“How was it?” Ebony asked.
“Yo, I can’t even describe it. That nigga is a beast, that’s all I can say.”
Ebony laughed. “I’m so happy for you, T. Do you like it out here now?” she asked hoping that she’d done a good job at getting me acquainted with my new city.
“Girl I LOVE it out here!” I exclaimed.
“Yes!! That’s what I’m talking about.” She said.
“How are you and Jonathan doing?” I inquired.
“We are doing excellent. As a matter of fact, we are thinking about moving in together.” She confessed.
I paused. “Whaaat? Don’t you think this is a little too soon?”
“No.” she replied. “Tiara, we ain’t twenty one and twenty two anymore. I want kids soon and so does he. Actually, I’m going to meet his mom and dad today and I’m introducing him to Sheena tomorrow.”
I rolled my eyes. “Ugh, don’t bring up that wack bitch.” I said.
“T, you got to get to know Sheena, she is a really nice girl. You know I don’t have too many friends out here but her and I just clicked from day one. We have always just clicked. Trust me, she is cool T and I really want you to like her so that we can all hang out together. I want all my girls to get along.” She
said sadly.
Ebony was such a sweetheart. She adored her friends and was the type that wanted everyone to get along. I wasn’t used to having a peacemaker as a friend. If one of us didn’t like someone, we all didn’t. I tried to be more open for friendship but it was too hard. If I don’t like you when I first meet you, chances are, I’m not rocking with you.
“Okay listen, Jonathan’s job is throwing a gala soon. Come through, hang out with us and see how she really acts. She’s a doll T, yall are going to get along just fine.”
“We’ll see.” I said. It was just too hard to hang around bitches I didn’t like. I wasn’t the type to be fake. If I didn’t like you, I didn’t fuck with you. Period. And it was usually for a reason.
I hung up with Eb and gathered my keys and purse to head to Jeff’s game. We jumped in the car and went off to the Verizon Center.
“Are you excited about going to your first basketball game Shayonna?”
“Yes Mommy, I can’t wait.” She said excited.
I had been going to most of Jeff’s home games and since we’d been going so hard, I felt that it was time to adjust Shayonna to the basketball world.
Her chinky eyes squinted as she smiled in excitement entering the arena. We sat in the second row of the floor seats. Shayonna had become addicted to taking pics on my camera phone so we took silly pictures during half time. Excited about the game, she called her dad to boast about our whereabouts.
“Daddy did you get the picture I sent you? Mommy and I are having so much fun?” she bragged to her dad in extreme excitement. I spotted Jeff looking at me and I blew a kiss hoping that Shayonna didn’t see.
“Okay Daddy, here she is.” Shayonna handed me the phone. I wondered what he wanted because we now had a routine where I would call him if I needed something and when Shayonna wanted to talk to him, she’d call him. There really wasn’t a need for me to talk to him right now.
“Hello.”
“You think you’re fuckin’ slick!” he barked.
“What are you talking about Tony?”
“You got my daughter sitting floor seats at the Wizards game. You don’t think I know that some nigga got you them tickets?”
I sighed. “Tony, I really don’t have time for this right now. I’m going to have to call you later.”
“Nah, you don’t have to ever call me. I’m getting my daughter a phone, I’ll call her. Clearly you’re out there being a hoe.”
I chuckled. “Tony, let’s keep it one hundred right now. We are not together; I can date ten men right now if I wanted to. You are in no position to question me or judge me. I’m sure you done smashed the whole hood by now including girls I know. I mean you were smashing chicks while we were engaged, so miss me with that one. You are right, when you want to talk to your daughter, get her a cellphone and call her that way. It sucks that we have to stoop to these levels of immaturity because of your jealousy.”
“Jealousy? You got me fucked up. Don’t you realize? You left me and took my daughter, leaving me in the hood. I’m good Tiara, I’m over you.”
His words stung. Truth be told, I had moved on but I secretly knew that Tony was still my crutch and would be there if I ever wanted to take him back. Him saying he was over me meant that the crutch was removed and my security blanket was non-existent. I really had to take this thing with Jeff seriously and trust myself enough to officially move on.
“And I’m over having this conversation okay? Good bye Tony, I’m hanging up.”
I pressed end and realized that Shayonna had heard more than an ear full. She wore the saddest look in her eyes and I took her little petite hand into my lap.
I explained to her that despite the fact that me and her dad has mini disputes, we still loved her and even if we never got back together, our love for her would never change.
Once the cheerleaders started doing their thing, Shayonna was happy again and we enjoyed the rest of our time at the game.
I dropped her off at Aunty’s house after the game because Jeff wanted to celebrate their win. He really wanted Shayonna to come out to dinner with us but I still wasn’t ready for him to meet her just yet. Jeff’s idea of celebrating was going to a sushi bar and toasting with a glass of water. I tried to please my man and give up the alcohol and it wasn’t too bad. But, I still hadn’t adjusted to the sushi.
“Baby, some of my teammates just hit me up asking if I wanted to come out and celebrate with them tonight at the W. You wanna roll up there instead of going out to eat?” he asked.
“Yeah I’ll come.” I said. “But I’m gonna take my car because I’m picking up Shayonna tonight.”
He kissed me before we separated to go to our cars.
In the lobby of the W, there was a bunch of groupie bitches with tight dresses and hoes wearing fancy printed leggings with tank tops showing their titties hanging by the elevators. Some were by the entrance and some by the concierge desk. My phone had died so I approached the front desk to inquire about the party.
“Excuse me, where is the Wizards celebration party being held?” I asked the white gay hotel clerk.
“Room A, straight down that hall to the right.” I aimed my head in the direction he was pointing in and spotted Jeff with a bunch of bitches flocked around him with shirts so tight you can see their nipples and dresses so tight and short their ass cheeks were hanging out at the bottom. I stormed toward them and approached the hoe that had her cleavage all in his face.
“Bitch, you can back up.” I told the wack bitch bluntly. She was with about five girls and none of them bitches were thin. Them hoes were thick in all the wrong places, straight raggedy and motherfuckin’ rachet.
Jeff bucked his eyes as if he was shocked at my courage. He had never seen me in action before. He always teased me for being hood but he had ever fully seen me check a bitch.
“Who are you talking to?” the thick flirty girl asked, hoping to intimidate me. She was the smallest of them all, but she was still a solid boned chick.
“You know damn well who I’m talking to boo. Sit here and continue being disrespectful while I’m standing here and I’ll take off your fuckin’ head. This is my man, he’s taken. Goodbye.” I said waving them along.
The shock in Jeff’s face grew thicker.
She let out a huff. “Yeah whatever, let’s go yall.” She gestured to her girls.
“That’s what I thought.” I said staring directly in her eyes. The chick clearly didn’t want nothing. But I was ready to give it to her.
I heard them whisper as they walked away. “I can’t stand New York bitches. You can tell by her accent she’s from NY, all they do is bring drama.”
“I’m from Boston boo, get it right.” I shouted.
The girls turned appearing shocked at my excessive boldness. I gave them the keep it moving before you get hurt look and they proceeded to walk off.
Jeff looked at me oddly. “You’re a thug.” he said flat out.
“I’m not a thug, I just don’t tolerate disrespect.”
“Nah, Tiara, you’re a straight G. Let me find out you were in the mafia in Boston.”
I broke my screw face and laughed.
“It’s not like that Jeff, I’m just used to protecting what’s mine. Loyalty is my model. I need you to be the same. I know you have to be nice to your fans but when bitches come around doing shit like that, don’t disrespect me or you can catch it too.”
“Man get your little ass over here. Little feisty ass girl. I don’t even want to go into the party no more, you turned me on, I wanna fuck.”
“You ain’t touching me.” I teased.
“Yes the fuck I am.”
He ran to his car to get his backpack which carried his laptop. He always liked to play music when we stayed in hotels. He asked me to call and see if Aunty would keep Shayonna overnight so that we could spend the night together and she agreed.
I laid on the comfortable bed at the W. I loved going out with Jeff because he always adorned me with the fine
r things and after all the shit I been through, I felt like I deserved it.
“I can’t believe you went off on them bitches with your proper ass Boston accent.”
“Shut up.” I said tossing a pillow at him.
“Hello, my name is Tiara James.” He said mimicking a proper white girl.
“I do not talk like that Jeff. We talk proper in Boston but I do not sound like a white girl. Shit, what about y’all, ‘I gotta go see my perrents’ or ‘I’m from Merrlin’. It’s PARENTS and you pronounce it MARYLAND. Y’all leave letters out when y’all talk and add extra r’s.”
Jeff cracked up laughing.
“It ain’t funny. Let me not even get on the slang out here, what is a bamma?” I joked.
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