Love Me Through the Rain

by A'zayler

  “Dakota, trust me if I felt pressure you would know.” Rain walked in the door and held it open for him. He closed it and locked it behind him. “Besides, how am I supposed to feel pressure when you’re not even touching me?”

  Love looked confused for a minute before it dawned on him what she was insinuating but he didn’t want to assume so he just smiled. Rain was on her stairs leaning against the wall.

  “What happened to you putting your dick in me every chance you get?”

  Oh shit. My li’l baby with it.

  “Go ‘head on talking all that good shit when you know you ain’t ready.”

  “I went upstairs to shower and change when we got here because I thought you were about that life, but I came back to find you gone. So you tell me who’s about that life and who isn’t.” Rain crossed her arms over her chest and raised her brow.

  “Oh you trying me now?” Love walked to her and picked her up. “I got something for all that.” He walked up the stairs and into her room.

  It was dark and her lamp light was on, giving the room a purple glow. Music was playing as always. Jeremih’s “Planes” was playing again. It had been on this morning when he’d come after work, and she had it playing the day she came to see him at work. She’d said it was her favorite song but damn. Her arms were snug around his neck, as were her legs to his waist. She was holding on so tight he could let her go and she probably still wouldn’t fall. When he was close enough to the bed he sat her down and stepped back to remove his shirt and shoes. He watched her as she watched him. After taking his sneakers off he pulled his shirt over his head. Her eyes roamed freely over his upper body. He threw his shirt to the floor before unbuckling his pants. Before he finished undressing he walked over to her and stood her back up. He ran his hands along the hem of her dress massaging the back of her thighs. Her hands went to his biceps as she avoided eye contact. Her breathing had picked up but she still hadn’t looked at him. His hands cupped the bottom of her butt, pulling her closer to his growing erection. He leaned down and bit the side of her face lightly. She inhaled her breath sharply as he’d caught her off guard. His lips pressed against her temple to calm her down. He rubbed around her body a little more before grabbing the bottom of her dress and pulling it over her head. She stood naked in front of him. Love tried to step back so that he could get a better view but she held onto him tighter. She shook her head from side to side before making eye contact.

  “We have to do it before I get…before I get umm…can we please just do it now?” Her sentence was chopped up but he knew what she meant.

  She was afraid to change her mind like she’d done last time because of her dead ex. Love grabbed her face and stuck his tongue in her mouth. He kissed her until he felt like she’d loosened up enough. When he pulled back he removed the rest of his clothes before pulling her around to the side of her bed so they could climb in. Love pulled the covers back and stepped to the side so she could get in first. Once she was settled he hovered over her and kissed her face again. She looked at him with waiting eyes filled with hunger. Love looked over her face before leaning down for another kiss. When he did, she pulled at the band that held his hair in place, allowing his dreads to fall down. Her soft fingers rubbed his scalp as they kissed.

  Love pulled away and looked at her. “Can you keep a secret?” Rain nodded.

  Love lowered himself, kissing down her body. He kissed and licked all over her body until he was low enough to touch her sweetness with his tongue. Instead of diving right in he just looked at her. She was freshly waxed and the little diamond on the bottom of the ring going through the soft skin above her clitoris was sparkling. She was blemish free and smelled so good. He wasn’t even nose deep in it yet and he could smell the peach body wash. She shifted some, bringing him back to the matter at hand.

  “I bet you taste good as hell,” Love said before pushing his hair from his face. Love had this raging desire to taste everything she had to give. His mouth circled her soft folds causing her to scream out. Her back arched up off the bed as she unconsciously tried to close her legs. Love pushed her thighs back apart as he sucked on her. He used his tongue to lick her clit as he French kissed her lower lips. “Mmm Rain. You taste good as fuck,” Love moaned as he ate her pussy with no remorse. It was like he couldn’t get enough. The way she was moaning didn’t help anything either. Her soft voice filled his ears as her fingertips soothed his scalp. One of her brown thighs were thrown over his shoulder while she had her other foot propped up on his shoulder. No flex, he loved that shit. Everything about this moment was perfect for him.

  “Ahh Kotaaaaaaaa!” she yelled just before her sweet juices gushed out.

  Love sucked and licked, making sure to get everything. When he was satisfied he crawled back to her and pushed one of her legs open. He held it up and looked at her throbbing pussy. It was pink and glistening from her orgasm. He bit his bottom lip as he marveled at how beautiful her body was. He placed his arm under that leg and held it up as he grabbed his dick in the other. He tapped the head against her clit a few times making her moan. He alternated between tapping it and rubbing the head against it. He did this until once again, her juices were sliding out of her. She was still moaning from that orgasm when he slid the head of his dick in and held it there. Her eyes were closed and she was holding onto his arms for dear life. Love fed her a few more inches, until he was completely in. He held his bottom lip tightly between his teeth while he closed his eyes. She was so tight he had to remain still to calm himself down. He didn’t want to make a bad first impression by cumming too quick so he tried to think of something else for a minute. She was holding him and squirming at the same time. He wished she would be still because that squirming had him on the edge.

  “Damn Rain, baby. Shit,” Love said as he began to move. He leaned down so that his mouth was to her ear. “I’m not gon’ ever lie to you. You’re safe with me. I’m here for you and only you.” He whispered more sweet things in her ear as he stroked her. The louder she moaned the harder he stroked her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. Love had slept with plenty of women but none of them had made him want to cry. Rain’s pussy was so wet and tight he felt like he was on the verge of tears.

  “Dakota…Kota…ohhh Dakota,” she moaned in his ear.

  “I’m here baby.” He kissed her nose and kept moving.

  Every time Love slid out and went back in it felt like she’d gotten wetter that fast. He held it together as long as he could but it was too hard. It was time to bow out.

  “Come on baby doll, get yours because daddy can’t hold it much longer.”

  Rain shook her head from side to side as her back arched again and her eyes bucked open. She screamed to the top of her lungs before moaning loudly. Love looked down as her tight walls squeezed his dick, pulling him tighter. She creamed all over him. He was covered in her essence as he moved faster. He watched himself disappear over and over before he felt the head of his dick jerk. He snatched it out and shot it all over her stomach.

  “AHHHHHHHH RAIN!” Love’s body shook as he slid off of her and fell beside her on the bed. He lay still, trying to catch his breath.

  Rain, on the other hand, shot from the bed and went to into the bathroom. Love heard the shower on. He wanted to go join her but his body wouldn’t let him. He hadn’t even known he was asleep until he felt her hands on him. She was in a long tank top and no panties as she stood next to the bed washing him with a warm soapy washcloth. The sight of his dick in her small hands had him ready to go for round two.

  “The size of this thing is ridiculous. I can hardly hold it in my hand. I had to grab it with both hands.”

  Love laughed at her.

  “No wonder my damn stomach is hurting,” she said before walking back into the bathroom. When she came back she climbed into bed and snuggled against him. “I love you Dakota.”

  “For real or for fake?”

  “Real.”

  Love wanted
to scream, but he kissed her forehead instead. “I love you too.”

  “You for real or you faking?”

  “This is all real baby doll.”

  They laid in bed awake for a few more minutes before they were both fast asleep.

  Chapter 11: When it Matters

  Jacorey woke up with the worst stomach ache in history. He would have been alarmed had this not become the norm. For the past few months at some point throughout the day his stomach would hurt. Some days the pain would be so severe he could hardly move. Going to the doctor had crossed his mind a few times but he still hadn’t gone. He wasn’t the biggest fan of hospitals.

  Today might be a different story though. It was aching a lot worse than normal, and he’d been vomiting all morning. Even now he still felt a little nauseous. Jacorey sat up in bed and wrapped his arms around his stomach. He leaned over and groaned in pain. It was so intense he couldn’t even bear to make any noise. He sat still, balled up in a knot for a good ten minutes. Once the pain finally subsided enough for him to move, he grabbed his cell phone and scrolled through his contacts. He stopped on Summer’s name first, but changed his mind and scrolled to Love’s instead. He didn’t want to bother her. He was waiting for Love to answer, but heard Rain’s voice instead.

  “Hey Jacorey.” She sounded mighty chipper this morning.

  “What’s up sweetheart? How you doing today?”

  “I’m good. How are you doing? You sound like you’re crying. Are you okay?”

  Jacorey could hear the sympathy in her voice. It was crazy that she could tell though because he hadn’t even known he sounded that bad.

  “Just in a little pain, but I’m good. Where’s my bruh?”

  “He went to the store. He’ll be back in a minute.”

  “He left his phone there with you?” Jacorey couldn’t hide the shock in his voice. One thing he and Love never did, was leave their phones around women. That was a recipe for disaster. Women and phones that belong to their men didn’t mix. It took him a minute to think about what to say after that.

  Rain tittered a little. “Yes, he left it here with me. Now tell me what’s wrong with you.”

  “It’s just a little stomach ache. Nothing I can’t handle.”

  “It doesn’t sound like you can. Have you called Summer?”

  “Nah, I don’t want to bother her. I was just gon’ have bruh take me to the doctor.”

  Rain paused for a minute.

  “Okay well he should be back in a minute. I’ll tell him you called.”

  “Appreciate that Rain.”

  Jacorey hung up his phone and headed to the bathroom. He needed to take a piss. The two Bud Lights he’d had last night before bed had his bladder about to burst. He’d washed his hands and flipped the shower on by the time he heard his phone ringing. He hurried to get it. It was probably Love returning his call. He was surprised to see Summer’s name.

  “What’s up Summer Time?”

  “That’s what I’m trying to see. What’s wrong with your stomach?”

  Jacorey shook his head. That damn Rain. It hadn’t even crossed his mind that she would call her sister on his behalf.

  “I see you done talked to your sister.”

  “I sure have. Now stop playing with me and tell me what’s wrong with your stomach.”

  Jacorey explained to her all the symptoms he’d been having and how long he’d been having them. She sighed on some parts, and scolded him when it came to others. She was furious that it had been going on this long and he was just now deciding to get himself checked out.

  “How long will it be before you get ready?” Summer interrupted him.

  “Ready for what?”

  “I’m about to come get you and take you to the ER. Send me your address and don’t even try to talk me out of it because I’m coming anyway.”

  “You can’t come if I don’t give you my address,” Jacorey teased.

  “I’ll get it from Love. Now I’ma ask you again. What’s your address?”

  Jacorey laughed at her persistence and began rambling off his address.

  “Boy, if you don’t text me that mess. You know darn well I’ma forget it.”

  “Alright, I got you.”

  They ended their call and he texted her his address. He threw his phone on the bed and proceeded to his shower. He washed his entire body, including his hair, before getting out. He didn’t really feel like getting dressed up so he threw on a pair of light gray joggers and a black V-neck shirt. His black and white Taxi 12’s and his black fitted cap completed his ensemble. He sprayed on some cologne, grabbed his keys and phone, and left his room. He was on the second step of his staircase when the doorbell rang. Jacorey hopped down the rest of the stairs and opened the door for Summer. He looked her over and smirked. They were almost dressed alike but her gray joggers had leather pockets on them. Everything else was the same: shoes, shirt, she even had on a hat, however hers wasn’t a fitted. It was a simple black, red, and white Budweiser baseball cap.

  “Hey Jacorey.” She was smiling as she stepped into the house.

  “Hey Summer Time.”

  He grabbed her for a hug and kissed the side of her head. The hat she had on prevented him from getting a good look at her entire face. He pulled her long ponytail playfully when she backed out of his grasp.

  “You ready?”

  “Yeah. Just let me grab me a bottle of water then we can go. You want one?”

  “Nah I’m good. Just come on. The later you get to the ER, the longer we’re going to be there. It tends to get a little packed in the evenings.”

  Jacorey was walking into the kitchen when he fell into the wall. The sharp pain that ripped through his body almost made his knees buckle. He was holding his stomach as he slid to the floor. Summer was next to him the moment he’d yelled in pain. She touched his stomach gently where his hand was. He tried scooting back away from her, but there was no place to go. He laid his head against the wall as the excruciating ache lingered.

  “This is bad Jacorey. If the pain knocks you off your feet then something is seriously wrong. Does it hurt too bad to move?”

  He didn’t say anything; he just nodded. His eyes were closed as tried to bear the pain. He didn’t want to look weak in front of Summer but he almost couldn’t take it. His leg moved a little displaying his discomfort so he pulled it up closer to his body. He held it tightly against him, as he squeezed his eyes tighter. He could feel Summer’s hand rubbing his stomach but he still didn’t open his eyes. Seconds later he she began to hum. It was so beautiful. He didn’t know what song it was or anything like that but, by the way she was humming, he could tell she could probably sing her ass off. It was so soft and comforting. Her hand continued rubbing his stomach until he eventually put his leg down and allowed her to rub the whole thing. When the pain decreased enough for him to finally open his eyes he had to take a minute to thank God, not for easing the pain, but for making something as beautiful as Summer. She was watching him. Her eyes were trained on his face as water rolled down her cheeks. Her small eyes held an intense yet sympathetic gaze as she continued to hum and rub. She didn’t turn her head or try to hide the fact that she was crying. Instead, she gave a weak smile, grabbed his hand, and lifted them from the floor.

  “Come on, let’s get you to the hospital.”

  Jacorey held her hand to stop her from moving. “Why you crying?”

  “It makes me sad to see you in pain.” Her eyes began watering again.

  Jacorey could feel his heart swelling in his chest. This girl was about to have him breaking all his rules. He smiled as he hugged her. He hoped she didn’t have him doing crazy shit like her sister was doing Love. He didn’t care how sweet she was, leaving his phone at the house with her was a no-go.

  “Don’t be doing all that crying sweetheart. I’m straight.”

  “I can’t help it. You looked so pitiful. I’m sensitive.”

  “Small thing to a giant baby. I’m good. Let’s go.”r />
  Summer walked to him and wrapped her arm around his waist so she could help him walk.

  “You do know I don’t need help walking, right?”

  Summer held her hand up to silence him. “Shut up. I am not about to let you fall again. You ain’t gon’ have people out here saying I made you bust your head.”

  Jacorey and Summer both laughed as she helped him out the door and to the car. Once he was settled in her car she took his keys to go lock his door. They way her ass moved in her pants was fucking crazy. Even the worst pains didn’t make him blind. Summer was a bad bitch. You know you bad when you look good in sweatpants. He could just imagine how good she would look riding his dick. Her big full breasts bouncing with every move she made. Fuck! Jacorey flexed his fingers as he thought about grabbing her melon-sized breasts while she grinded on his dick. He released a loud sigh and smiled to himself. He had to get a grip on his life. Sometimes he was too fucking nasty for his own good. He shook his head to rid himself of the nasty thoughts as she made her way back to the car. Her perfume filled his nostrils when she got in.

  “What you in here smiling for?”

  “You don’t even want to know.” Jacorey’s smile got bigger.

  “Yes I do. Tell me.”

  Jacorey looked at her and held his head down in shame. He couldn’t possibly tell this damn girl he was thinking about fucking her. She didn’t even look like she would go for that shit.

  “You really want to know?”

  “Jacorey, stop playing with me.” Summer hit him playfully as she backed out of the driveway.

  “I was thinking about how sexy you would look riding my dick.” He turned his head and looked out the window before she had the chance to say anything.

  “You are one nasty ass.”

  Jacorey laughed so hard he thought he felt his stomach starting to hurt again. When she laughed with him, he knew she was his type. Most women got offended when you said nasty shit to them, even when you didn’t mean it in a disrespectful way. He knew Summer was a real woman, not like the normal broads he fucked with, so disrespecting her wasn’t on his agenda, but neither was lying. She asked, so he told her.