by Nikisha Mock
“Don’t touch me right now, Cam,” I said but he ignored me.
He stepped all up on me, and started kissing the back of my neck. He took my loofah from me and squeezed it, making suds cascade all down the front of my body. Then he did the same thing with my back. He proceeded to wash me gently and I let him. I was tired and I just didn’t feel like fighting. But I was still upset and hurt.
Cam let the loofah fall to the floor and then he turned me around. He kneeled in front of me and water splashed off of me and into his locs. Cam didn’t seem to mind though. He pulled me forward by the waist and buried his head between my legs. My knees almost gave out completely and I had to hold on to his shoulders for support.
For what seemed like eternity, Cam licked, kissed, and sucked my clit and every area of me. I lost count of how many times I came. It felt so good a single tear fell from my eye and Cam was showing my clit no mercy. Over and over, he made figure eights with his tongue. Then he opened me up and proceeded to lick up and down the insides of my folds. He applied just the right amount of pressure with his tongue and I let out a moan so loud I know my neighbors heard it.
“Ohhhh shitttt, Cam! Oh. That feels so good baby. Ohhh Cam, oh my God!”
Cam never responded. he just kept right on doing what he was doing. I was pulling at his locs. I scratched his arms. I was just out of control. Finally, after that last orgasm, he stood up and reached behind me to turn off the water. He got out of the tub before me and put a towel down then reached out to grab my hand and help me out. He dried me off with a different towel then picked me up like I was as light as a feather.
Cam walked to the bed and gently put me down. He rubbed my entire body with massage oil and I drifted in and out of sleep because it felt so good. When he was done, he pulled the sheet up to cover my body and then he got in beside me.
“You are mine, Yanna, and I’m yours. Don’t worry about no other chick. I’m your man, you hear me?” Cam whispered in my ear.
I couldn’t help but smile. I wanted to believe him so bad but the trust had already been altered. I knew the next time I saw Fallon or Lana at the club it would be some drama and I would handle it accordingly. I didn’t answer Cam. I just grabbed his arm and put it around me. I was asleep before my head could hit the pillow.
Chapter Fifteen
Eva
“Hey Dr. Jones, how are you today?” I said as I sat down in my usual spot in Dr. Jones’ office.
“Hello, Miss Harris. You’re looking refreshed today,” he smiled.
I tried not to blush but couldn’t help it. The night before Tyler had put it on me so right that I woke up still tingling. Tyler is a man that really knows how to put it down on his woman and I had to admit it was pretty much still on my mind when I got to the doctor’s office. For once, I wasn’t all caught up in Dr. Jones’ appearance. Tyler had my mind gone.
“Well, I feel great today, doc. Better than I have in a long time and for once, no nightmares last night,” I said smiling.
“That’s good! Very good indeed. So it’s been a little over a month now. How do you feel about your progress so far, Eva?”
I thought about it for a minute. Now that I was thinking about it, I hadn’t had one bad dream since I started seeing Dr. Jones. It was like all of a sudden they just stopped. I was more than relieved at that.
“The dreams have just stopped. I guess with all that has been going on with me lately, my mind has finally decided to give me a break,” I laughed.
He smiled too and then I remembered how fine he was. Damn him and those pearly whites!
“This is certainly a positive turn of events. I’m thinking that maybe we could have a few more visits, more spread out of course, and you can keep me posted on how you’re feeling emotionally. How does that sound to you?”
“It sounds like a plan. But, Dr. Jones, can I ask you something?” I said.
“Sure, Miss Harris. Ask me anything.”
I took a deep breath and just let it out. “So, what made you reach out to me on Facebook?”
He paused for a second. I had clearly caught him off guard. Then he smiled and answered me honestly.
“Well, I know it was a bit unprofessional of me, but it really was nice to see you out enjoying your time with your friends and you looked amazing. So I was browsing Facebook that evening and something drove me to search for your name. I typed it in and your smiling face greeted me. I think you know you’re an amazing woman and beautiful too. So I decided to reach out to you and say hello. I didn’t offend you, did I?”
“Oh no, not at all. I was just a little shocked. But I’m glad you did. It was very sweet of you,” I smiled not really knowing what else to say at that point.
“Well alright then, at least I feel like less of a stalker now,” he laughed, lightening the mood.
“You’re no stalker, Dr. Jones. I’ll see you in a week, okay?” I said as I rose to leave.
“Looking forward to it, Miss Harris,” he said as he stood to shake my hand.
This time he held it a little longer than usual and we stared at each other. I got those darn butterflies in my stomach again. His gaze was so intense. It didn’t help that he always looked so damn good. As I exited his office, I exhaled deeply and wondered what had just happened?
Chapter Sixteen
Ciara
Darren had been calling me off and on all week but I hadn’t yet responded. Jay had practically invited himself over every night and surprisingly I was enjoying his company. It was weird but it was as if nothing had ever happened.
When Jay walked in, I smiled and I was always so happy to see him. I know the night he came over drunk out of his mind was kind of intense but I knew that wasn’t the real Jay. He apologized so many times for his actions that I had to tell him to stop. It was over and I accepted it and moved on. He swore that things with him and Asia were over but his phone rang constantly every night, all night and I could only imagine that it was her. I couldn’t care less though.
She thought she could just come in and take what had been mine for all those years so if she was missing him and wondering where he was then that was her problem, not mine.
Jay took the time out to romance me just like he used to do when we were together. He sent me flowers and cooked for me. I loved when he cooked and sometimes joked that he cooked better than me.
Our time together over that past week had been nothing short of amazing. I hadn’t told my girls yet because I was honestly afraid of what they might say to me. I knew I was grown and my choices were mine, but I valued the opinions of Eva and Ayanna and I knew they would never understand how I ended up right back in Jay’s arms. I would tell them soon though.
“Baby, I’m going to hit the gym and then I’ll be right back to you, okay?” Jay said and kissed me on the cheek.
“Okay. I’ll see you when you get back,” I said.
I went on about my usual routine of straightening up the house and washing clothes. I had the urge to go use the bathroom but what happened next knocked me to my knees! I sat down to pee and instead of pee, I saw blood! I gasped and just stared down into the toilet for a minute. It wasn’t time for my period so I must be imagining things. I blinked and looked down again.
Yep, it was definitely blood. Then I started to feel slight cramps. Okay. So maybe my period was a little off and it was coming on too soon I was thinking. I cleaned myself up and wiped again afterwards. No blood really, maybe just a little spotting but that was it. I shook my head and just sat there puzzled. Then my phone started to ring. I walked out into my bedroom to get it and saw Darren’s name on the screen. Jay was gone so I decided to answer.
“Well, hello there. You’re a hard lady to catch up with. I hope I didn’t turn you off when we went out to dinner or something?” he asked.
“No, no you did nothing at all, Darren. My life is just pretty complicated right now and sometimes you just need some time to yourself, you know?”
“I understand completely. I w
as like that a lot after my divorce. Is everything okay Ciara?”
He sounded so concerned and I hated to lie to him but he would never understand the recent turn of events in my life so I decided to spare him the details.
“Yes, I’m okay. Listen, if you’re free this weekend, I’d love to get together?” I asked. I couldn’t believe I said it but oh well. I wasn’t even sure what this was between me and Jay and I owed him absolutely no explanations.
“Cool. I know this quiet little Mexican spot that serves the best and strongest margaritas you have ever had. You down?”
“Absolutely. Friday night?”
“Friday night it is then. Can’t wait to see your beautiful face again,” he said.
“Same here. See you Friday.”
I hung up the phone and just sat still for a minute. Darren seemed to be a nice man and genuine. The least I could do was be up front and honest with him. So I made up my mind that when we went out on Friday I was going to tell him the truth. My life had currently gone from peaceful to messy over the course of seven days. Darren didn’t deserve to be dragged into my mess so I felt honesty would be the best policy.
I decided to call Eva. I needed to tell her about my situation with Darren.
“Hey girl! What’s been up with you? Haven’t heard much from you in a little bit,” she said cheerfully.
I sighed, “I know girl. Life is just kind of crazy right now. I went out with Darren last Friday.”
“Okay, so how was it? You got a picture of him? I want to see if he’s as fine as you say he is,” Eva laughed.
“No, silly I do not have any pictures of him yet. And dinner was great. He’s very different from what I’m used to. Most of all, he’s intelligent. He opened doors for me and held my hand to say grace over our food. He just seems like a really nice guy,” I said.
“Okay. So why do you sound so damn depressed about it? Shouldn’t you be excited? I know I’m excited for you,” she laughed.
“I am excited. I’m also nervous about seeing him this Friday. He’s taking me out again and I’m going to have to be honest with him,” I said, deciding that instead of keeping more secrets I should just tell my best friend what was up.
“Be honest with him about what? What have you done now, Ciara?”
“Dang, why you gotta sound all Shirley on me?” I laughed, calling her my mother’s name.
“Because I know you. You’re all sweet and innocent but you hold a lot of things in. So spill it missy!”
“Okay, okay. So, last Friday, Darren and I had a wonderful date. He dropped me off at home and all was well. That is until Jay jumped out from the darkness and grabbed me.”
“What? What the hell do you mean Jay jumped out and grabbed you? The hell was he doing there anyway?”
“Girl, I have no idea but he was drunk as hell. When we got in the house, he kept grabbing me and wouldn’t let me go. It got real intense and ugly to the point where I pulled a knife out on him.”
“Oh my God, Ciara! Why didn’t you call me? Jay has gone a little too far now, what in the world?”
“I don’t know girl. He just seemed so damn pitiful afterwards. Something in me melted and I just sat down on the floor and cried with him. He was really drunk. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him like that.”
“Tyler came home drunk as hell that night too. But we’re not talking about us, girl what are you doing? So what’s the deal on you and Jay now? I don’t mean to sound all hostile or whatever, I’m just really thrown off right now,” Eva said and I knew she was just concerned about me.
“I’m not even sure E. Like, I really thought I had Jay completely out of my system. I mean this isn’t the first time he came begging and I felt no sympathy for him at all. But there was something about him this time. He was broken. I have never seen him cry like that before.”
Eva was quiet for a minute. “And how many times have you felt broken because of him, CiCi? Really. Think about how broken you felt when that man sat in your living room and told you he was in love with another woman? I’m not saying you couldn’t feel for him, but please don’t forget what you just worked your way through. You’re talking about you’ve never seen him like that before? I have never seen you like that before and I hope I never do again. In the end, it’s your own decision and I support you either way. But you have to be careful. His behavior since the breakup has been reckless. If he hurts you, I will hunt him down. I mean it girl.”
I didn’t mean to start crying but I couldn’t help it. I knew what she was saying was right but I was so torn. She told me not to cry and reassured me that it would be alright. I thanked her and told her I would call her back tomorrow. I just needed a minute. I knew telling my girls would be hard. At the same time, nobody had my back like they did and nobody would keep it all the way real with me the way they would.
I decided it was a good thing that I was going out with Darren again so soon. I also decided I was going to tell Jay he was going to have to back off some and give me some time. He wasn’t just going to flip a switch and expect things to go back to normal. It just couldn’t work like that.
Chapter Seventeen
Star
When I left the club early the other night, I knew exactly what I was doing. I had a good idea of how things were going to go down with Indy and Desyre and I had no desire to see that shit. When I love, I love hard and when you love somebody the last thing you want to see is them basically having sex with someone else in your face. I knew Indy was a stripper from the beginning, but so what?
Stripping and fucking are two entirely different things and they don’t always have to go hand in hand. I did something that night though and I decided, fuck it. If this was how Indigo was going to make her paper then so be it. I ain’t knocking the next chick for getting that money. I’m just not the one to sit around and watch her crash and burn.
Last week, I noticed a little powder residue on the kitchen counter. I didn’t say shit though. If she feels the need to hide that from me ain’t no telling what else she hiding. Yanna told me what goes on in those back rooms that Al thinks nobody knows about. I already had a good idea but I was hoping Indy wasn’t going out like that.
Then I saw her sashaying to the back with some fat sloppy ass man and I knew what was up. True, it could have been just a private lap dance but get the fuck out of here. I highly doubt that. My patience is way too short for shit like this so I was starting to think it was time to step off. When I heard Indy knocking at the door I let her ass wait a few minutes. She would be pissed and it would be the perfect opportunity to set things off.
“Damn, what took you so long to answer the door?” she said, brushing past me, mad as hell.
“Well hello to you too, dear,” I said and slammed the door behind her.
“I’m saying, why did you have to take so long to come to the door? Had me out there looking all crazy.”
“Oh you think having to wait a little bit on me to open the door is what makes you look crazy?” I asked rhetorically.
She crossed her arms and looked real indignant. So? I didn’t give two shits about that.
“And what is that supposed to mean? Please don’t start with me, Star. I’m cramping and really don’t feel like the extra bullshit tonight, alright?”
“Then why the fuck did you come over here? I didn’t call you and ask you to come through.”
Indy looked stunned that I was talking to her like that. She came and stood in front of me because I had turned and sat down on the couch. She touched the top of my head which was shaved low in a nice fade. She claimed she loved it. Whatever. This chick loved to touch and be touched, it didn’t matter what part of the body.
“Star, what’s wrong? You had a rough day? Let me make it better for you babe,” she said all sweet and shit.
She started rubbing my shoulders and sat on my lap. Shit was working too because I almost forgot that I was about to push this bitch to the curb. Indigo was a master at seduction. That’s why
she was getting so much more money than those other strippers at the club. She could make you forget your own damn name just by looking at you and moving those hips. The girl was fine. I could not deny that. But fine was not enough. Not for me. Because fine or not, I could see myself really fucking Indigo up over some of the shit she was starting to pull at the club.
“Stop,” I said a little low but I know she heard me, she just chose to ignore it.
“Stop!” I yelled at her this time and grabbed her hands.
She flinched a little and looked hurt.
“But why, babe? You always love it when I touch you,” she whined. I hated a whiny bitch. It was a huge turn off.
“That was when it meant something. Now I see you love to touch any and everybody. It ain’t so special no more, you know what I mean?”
“Okay, what’s really good, Star? What’s up? Are you fucking with some other chick now or something? Because all of this is coming way out of left field and it’s blowing my high.” Oh okay. She’s mad now, huh? So?
“You’re high, huh? How many lines you do today, Indy?”
That shit caught her way off guard. She looked at me for a minute and shook her head. Here come the lies, I thought.
“Lines? I don’t know what you’re talking about, Star. Maybe you’re the one that’s doing lines because you are acting real crazy. Let me get my shit and go. I didn’t come over here for all this,” Indigo said and then she sniffed.
“You catching a cold? Or them nose hairs about burnt off? Come on, at least be real with your shit. You’re doing powder. You’re fucking niggas and bitches at the club. And, you’re doing it all in my face like I ain’t shit! What? You thought I was a fucking dummy? You thought I didn’t know about everything you been doing? You could at least have the decency to tell me the truth in my house, Indigo.”