Full Figured 8

by Skyy

  “Here.” Camille handed me a pink gloss, which added the last bit of elegance to my new look.

  “Thanks, I actually look cute.” I began to gather my things.

  “Yeah. I’m sure Loyal is going to love it.”

  Camille’s statement caused me to freeze in my spot. My face jerked around toward Camille, who had a very devilish grin on her face.

  “What?”

  “Girl, please, it’s so obvious with your half-gay ass.” Camille giggled.

  I immediately sat back in the chair. “What do you mean? There is nothing going on—”

  “Girl, save that for someone who doesn’t know you. I see the way you look at him. You never come over anymore; you are always just kicking it with him. Not to mention whenever you are around him you have straight googly eyes.”

  “I do not.”

  “Really? Hold on. Larry!”

  Before I could object Camille had called her supervisor Larry over to the desk. Larry walked over sporting his usual black. I didn’t know a man could own nothing but black and gray but he literally wore black and gray every day.

  “What’s going on?” Larry put his hand on my shoulder. “You look cute, Rayne.”

  “Larry, why do you think she put on makeup?”

  Larry looked at me and smiled. “I’m guessing it’s for pretty Ricky over in your bay.”

  Camille and Larry started laughing. I was mortified. “Why would you say that?”

  Larry’s upper lip curled. He folded his arms. “Girl, you be looking at him like you want to sop him up with some gravy and a biscuit.”

  They continued to laugh at my expense before Larry was called off by a new hire needing his help. I wanted to die. “Camille, seriously is it that obvious?”

  “That you like him? Yeah, it’s pretty obvious. Wait, you aren’t actually messing with him are you?”

  “Ugh no.” I frowned. I couldn’t tell her the truth or anyone else.

  “I was about to say. I mean I don’t have a problem with you getting some dick but don’t get the community dick.”

  “Community dick?”

  “Hell yeah, that dick belongs to the call center. It’s no telling how many girls he’s already slept with. Dude ain’t been here no time at all and I’ve already heard he’s knocking off like four different chicks in customer service and authorizations.”

  I didn’t like what I was hearing but I kept a straight face. Could he really be sleeping with that many other women at our job? I knew girls came over to the desk a lot but I always figured they were trying to get with him, not actually sleeping with him.

  “So you are sitting here telling me that you don’t care if I’m sleeping with a man just as long as it’s not him? What the fuck?”

  Camille sat forward in her chair. She looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to us. “Look, bitch, yo’ ass hasn’t been with anyone since I met you so no, at this point I don’t care if it’s dick or pussy just get you some.”

  I nodded my head. “I really didn’t expect that response but let me go to my desk on that note.”

  All my belongings in tow, I headed to my desk where Loyal was already sitting talking to our coworkers. His eyes widened with the rest of them.

  “Oh shit Rayne must have a big date tonight.” Loyal’s grin wasn’t cute today; it was rather annoying.

  “Bonita,” Rosalyn added.

  I thanked them all while trying to ignore Loyal who wouldn’t stop smiling at me.

  “So who you getting all cute for today, Rayne?” Loyal’s smug voice only infuriated me. I decided two could play at this game.

  “I have a date tonight.”

  Before I could finish my sentence all my fellow coworkers were staring at me. The questions of who, what, when, and where came flooding in. Loyal sat at his desk just watching the interrogation with the same devilish smile on his face.

  I created a whole story in my head. I was having dinner with a fellow artist in the showcase. He had flirted with me a few times but I just finally decided to take him up on the offer. Loyal’s facial expressions never changed. He didn’t seem to care at all about this mystery artist I was going out with. I knew I was going to have to think of something better to get his attention. Once the scene had died down I decided to go in for the kill.

  “So do you think it would be wrong to invite him to see my studio?” I kept the straightest face I could muster.

  Loyal turned around with a normal, professional look on his face. “I don’t see why not. You are both artists; maybe he can give you some pointers or something,” Loyal said, quickly turning back to his desk.

  “Okay.” I didn’t know what to say. He didn’t seem to care at all. I didn’t have another card to play. There were no more cards for me to play. Defeated I turned back to my desk and began my workday.

  I was ready for the night to be over. The days of us laughing and joking at work were a thing of the past. Now he barely spoke to me unless other people were present, No longer did he stay at this desk on his break, now he disappeared, always with his cell phone planted firmly in his hand. I could understand why some women went so crazy when it came to men’s cellphones. Every time he ignored me to check his phone or send a text I wanted to throw his phone out of a window.

  I began to pack my things up for the night. A piece of me wanted to call him out on his bad behavior but I knew that would get me nowhere.

  “Have fun on your date.” Loyal winked his eye before walking out of the office. He left me there dumbfounded.

  Home never felt so lonely. I didn’t want to be alone, but I couldn’t bring myself to call Loyal and tell him that everything was made up. Maybe I could lie and tell him the date got canceled. The truth was I didn’t want to be with anyone else.

  My phone rang the moment I walked into the door. Loyal’s face popped up on the screen.

  “Yes,” I answered as quickly as I could.

  “Aren’t you supposed to be on a date?”

  Loyal’s smooth voice only made it harder for me to lie to him. I swallowed the knot forming in my throat. “Why does it matter to you?”

  There was a brief silence on the line. I heard a knock at my front door. My body froze. I gained composure enough to walk to the door. I didn’t need to look in the peephole. I could feel him through the door. I exhaled and opened the door.

  “For the record, you going on a date is something I will never get upset about. However, you lying to me to attempt to make me jealous is something that will piss me off.”

  Loyal walked past me and into my house. I closed the door behind him, not saying a word. We made it into my studio. He focused on the sculpture that had changed drastically since the last time he had seen it.

  “Loyal, what are you doing here?”

  “Why did you lie to me?” He didn’t turn away from the sculpture.

  “Because maybe I’m tired of you feeling like you are the only one who can please me. You treat me like I’m some random chick you can come run in and run out on like I’m not shit. You treat these bitches at work better than you treat my ass.”

  “What makes you say that?” Loyal asked as he finally turned toward me.

  “Loyal, I’m not stupid. You barely talk to me at work. You are always texting on your phone. You ignore me and you haven’t been over here in a while. And you still haven’t tried to sleep with me.”

  Loyal listened to my rant without taking his eyes off of me. I couldn’t turn it off. I continued to go off. I questioned why it was okay to do certain things with me but not give me the full package the other women received. I knew I sounded crazy but I didn’t care. I wanted him and he needed to know it.

  “Rayne.”

  “What!”

  “Rayne.” Loyal walked closer to me with the same calm manner he used to call my name. He took my hands, holding them in his own. “Rayne, I told you from day one I wasn’t going to sleep with you.”

  I pulled away. “That doesn’t make any fu
cking sense. I can give you head and we can do all we do but you can’t give me any penis?”

  The fact that I was even asking for penis sounded strange coming out of my mouth. Loyal couldn’t help but laugh. “Rayne, you are supposed to be a lesbian right?”

  “Fuck you, Loyal. That lesbian ship sank the moment I put my mouth on yo’ ass.”

  “Raynedrop, you know you are my girl right? You are my friend. I mean I really consider you a friend. You are one of the only women I totally trust. I am not about to mess that up by sleeping with you. I know what happens when I sleep with women.”

  “Oh, cocky nigga, I don’t give a damn about your penis. There isn’t enough penis in the world that will make me go that crazy,” I said as I rolled my neck and crossed my arms.

  “That’s what your mouth says.”

  We once again had hit a wall and neither one of us had intentions of backing down. This man was driving me insane, yet I couldn’t stay away. My mind raced as we stood there as though we were about to duel. I wasn’t giving up. I couldn’t.

  “What am I doing? What are we doing?” I threw my hands in the air, turned, and walked away. I could hear Loyal following me.

  “Rayne ...”

  “Loyal, just go.”

  “Don’t be like that.” Loyal attempted to walk close but was met by my hand.

  “Loyal, you know what? This is some bullshit and you know it. You can come over here, do whatever you want and I allow you to do it. But when I want something I’m constantly met with a no. But I get it. You don’t have to do a damn thing because there are others you have waiting for the phone call. Well you know what, go ahead. Make your phone calls; just erase my number while you are at it.”

  Loyal let out a deep growl as he paced the floor while rubbing his bald head. He was frustrated. I didn’t care. I wanted him to feel the frustration he put me through on a daily basis. He continued to pace the floor letting out a grunt or mumble every few moments. I stood there with my arms folded. I didn’t care that I was upsetting him; I had been upset for months. Loyal turned one more time toward me, standing still in his position.

  “Rayne, you are so fucking difficult. I’m sitting here trying to save you from your damn self but you just want to fucking fall don’t you?”

  “Nigga—”

  “No wait!” This time Loyal’s hand was up. “You asking for something and you have absolutely no idea what you are doing. Some of the bitches I fuck with are sluts; they fuck and they fuck a lot. And you know what, they are still strung the fuck out over Loyal. You want to know what would happen if I gave your naive ass what you are asking for?”

  I couldn’t move. Loyal rushed up on me. He pulled my arm, causing my body to jerk toward him. This wasn’t sweet or sensual; it was completely primal.

  “If I fuck you, Rayne, you would never leave me alone. I could dog the shit out of you and you would still answer my calls whenever I called. Is that what you want? You want me to own you? Because if I fuck you, I will. Is that what you want?”

  My bottom lip trembled along with the rest of my body. He had never talked to me like that and for the first time I actually believed every word that came out of his mouth. I couldn’t help but wonder if it really was that serious. Loyal didn’t take his eyes off me. Out of all the emotions I’d ever felt for him, this was the first time I felt fear. I was scared that everything he was saying could possibly come true; yet my body still yearned for him.

  “Loyal, until you walked into that office I was content with what I was. But you have opened up something in me that needs more. I hear what you are saying, but I don’t care. I need to experience pleasure, and I need to experience it with you. This shit I’m feeling isn’t going away. That itch, you have to scratch it. I need you to.”

  I knew I laid the gauntlet and was eager to know his response. Loyal shook his head from side to side, over and over again. “Rayne, you don’t really know what you are asking.”

  “Yes, I do.” Our eyes met again.

  This time I did the pulling. I pulled Loyal’s shirt causing his body to crash into mine. Nothing else mattered. I had never wanted anyone so bad before in my life. I no longer had control of my body. Even without giving it to him, he already owned me.

  Loyal lowered his head. He pushed my head up with his finger until our eyes met. “Rayne, you need to understand, I will never be the boyfriend. There is nothing that you will ever do or say that will change that.”

  I tried to interrupt but Loyal covered my mouth with his hand.

  “Now, if I do decide to give you what you want, you are going to have to remember what I just said to you. I can take you to heaven, but if you fall for me, trust me it will be worse than hell for you. I am not going to settle down, not with you or anyone else.”

  Loyal’s hands rubbed up and down my arms. I could see his lips were moving but I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying. I didn’t want to hear another word. I just wanted to feel him next to me.

  There wasn’t anything else I could say. Either he was going to take me or leave me. I felt like I needed to say something more, maybe one more thing to solidify what I was trying to make him understand. With every bit of energy left in me, I formed my lips for one more plea.

  “Please me ...”

  Chapter 9

  I could feel his chest rumble when he let out another deep groan. In one fell swoop I was off the floor and in his arms. I was already shocked. I knew he was buff, but never in a million years did I think this man could actually pick me up.

  Loyal carried me over to the couch in my studio space. He laid me down on my back. I watched as he unbuttoned each button on his white shirt. One by one each piece of his clothing came off. He laid everything nice and neat on the chair in the corner.

  Loyal went into his pocket. He pulled something out but I couldn’t tell what it was. He walked back over to me. With his hand on the back of my head I took his manhood in my mouth. He wasn’t nearly as hard as I knew he could get. I knew how to fix that. My mouth consumed his dick, reaching to the back of my throat. I sucked, allowing the tip of my tongue to dance all over his thickness. I could feel him growing in my mouth. Before long it wasn’t able to reach as far as it was to begin with.

  Loyal pulled his penis out and I watched as he placed a condom on his shaft. Suddenly things were real. We weren’t just giving each other head, this was really about to happen. My body began to tense up. My nerves were trying to get the best of me. Everything I just said to him was going out the window. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t know what made me think I was.

  Before I could object Loyal flipped my body over. He pulled my legs off of the couch. Standing there with my belly lying against the couch and my ass in the air I knew I had to do something to stop this.

  It was too late.

  I felt the tip of Loyal’s man touch the outer crevice of my pussy. I wasn’t ready. If we had a safe word I would have yelled it at the top of my lungs. For some reason I couldn’t speak. I bit my lip, closed my eyes and prepared for the inevitable.

  Pain.

  A sharp pain pierced my body as Loyal’s penis entered me. My mouth dropped open. Loyal held the sides of my thighs. He didn’t move or stroke, he just let the tip become familiar with the entrance of my cave.

  “Relax.”

  I held on to his hand as I attempted to follow directions. I felt like I was a virgin all over again, experiencing the first touch all over again. Within a moment Loyal slowly began to push his manhood deeper inside of me.

  The pain continued to pierce me with every inch of movement. I wasn’t going to be able to take this. It was everything I remembered, painful and uncomfortable. I was going to have to tell him to stop. I felt like a fool. I practically begged him to give it to me and I was giving up without a full stroke completed.

  “Loy—”

  Suddenly everything changed. Loyal slowly pulled back. A tidal wave of my essence came flooding down washing the pain away and turning it into a
titillating heat that covered every inch of my body.

  “Damn, girl,” Loyal said feeling the massive wetness covering him. “You really did need some.”

  I couldn’t be embarrassed; nothing mattered. I needed to feel that warmth again. Loyal obliged pushing back inside of me causing the heat to rise again. With each stroke I felt my body giving in to Loyal’s every whim. I felt my body trembling with each move.

  I closed my eyes, trying to hold in the moans that wanted to escape my mouth. Even with my eyes closed I could see a kaleidoscope of colors dancing in front of me. He worked his magic causing every inch of my body to radiate with ecstasy. I could feel him in my toes, my caves, and inching up my thighs. This wasn’t anything I had experienced before.

  Loyal’s hands gripped my sides and with force he let out a grunt as he pushed deep inside touching a spot I didn’t know existed. I couldn’t hold it in. A loud moan escaped my lips and echoed through my art space. He didn’t pull back. Loyal allowed his manhood to linger at my softest spot. Slowly he pushed deeper, pushing my button over and over. The intensity now reached from my thighs up into my stomach. I got what it meant when women said they could feel it in their stomach.

  “Turn around.” Loyal whispered as his man finally left the inner depths of me.

  I wasn’t sure if I could walk. I tried to turn only causing my ass to crash down on my couch. Before I could catch my breath Loyal had my shirt over my head. I sat there naked in only my bra. I let him remove the bra from me. I was comfortable with him seeing me. He was the only person who had ever seen me completely naked.

  Loyal’s lips met my right nipple as he squeezed my left nipple with his thick fingers. He pulled my legs apart, entering me without taking his mouth off me. My bottom lip quivered as the tip of his dick pushed deep inside. He pushed my legs up to the sky as I held on to his arms. It wasn’t slow this time. He pushed in and out with quickness, tapping my spot with each stroke. Each time he hit my place I felt like my heart was going to jump right out of my chest.