I Just Wanna Be Yours

by Lucinda John

  “Sit around and wait if you want to. You’re gonna mess around and lose a good man to the next bitch and still be stuck in your misery.”

  “Ughhhhh!” I yelled getting frustrated.

  “You got a nice piece of chocolate in the other villa. Go take your frustration out on him.” She said causing me to laugh. “Go talk to him.”

  “I will.”

  “Take a shower first because baby when I walked out here I thought I fucked around and entered a fish market.” She joked.

  “Girl, bye.”

  “Here you go.” She said, placing a key card in my hand. “Put the kitty on him real good, too.” She winked before getting up to leave.

  Walking towards the bathroom, I discarded my dress, standing in the full-length mirror naked. Thanks to the organic hair care products I’d been using, my hair had grown a lot. Looking down at my finger that held my engagement ring, I thought of all the girls I caught Jerecho cheating on me with, all the fights I got into with different women, all the bruises I was forced to hide due to his abuse, all the times he used his words to put me down, all the tears I cried, and all the nights I waited up wondering where he was or if he was with another woman.

  Removing the ring from my finger, I placed it on the side of the sink and thought of these few weeks with Saire. He was so kind, gentle, understanding, loving, spiritual. Every day I spent with him was magical and exciting. He knew the right things to say when I was feeling discouraged. He was the reason I decided to go against Jerecho’s wishes and proceed with designing book covers. Saire gave me this level of confidence that overpowered the insecurities being with Jerecho filled with me.

  Immersing my body in the warm shower, I grabbed my shampoo and began lathering my hair. Once I was done, I skirted a few pumps of my Olay body wash and thoroughly washed my skin. After repeating the steps two more times, I rubbed the Olay in shower lotion all over my body then got out.

  The smell of peaches and cream filled the bathroom as I stood in the mirror blow drying my hair. I wasn’t in the mood to fix it up so I applied some leave-in conditioner to it and brushed it into a bun. Digging through my suitcase, I grabbed my Victoria’s Secret ivory lace teddy and slipped it on my body. Picking up my Alien perfume, I sprayed my intimate areas, and gave myself a final look over before grabbing one of the oversized villa’s robes, and throwing it over my body.

  My palms started to sweat as I held Saire’s villa key card in my hand. I stood in front of the door contemplating if I wanted to go in or not fearing he would kick me out. Sucking it up, I stuck the key card in the door and was gained entrance into the room.

  I spotted Saire laid out on the couch sleeping peacefully as the sports anchor on the TV talked about a few highlights. Making my way closer to him, I just stood there watching him peacefully sleep. He must have felt my presence in the room, because he started to stir in his sleep.

  “What do you want?” He asked, with his eyes still closed.

  “I came to talk.”

  “Talk about what Tyreema?” He asked.

  “I’m sorry, Saire. I love you for real, I do. I’m just confused. This isn’t easy for me at all.” I explained.

  “You think this is easy for me?” He asked.

  “I didn’t say that.”

  “What you saying then?”

  “I love you, and I can’t be without you. I don’t want to be without you.” I replied, laying on top of him. “Please forgive me. I just want us to be good.” I begged.

  “Ty, you fucking with my mental man.” He sighed.

  “I know, baby. You do the same to me, too.”

  “I’mma play your game now, but it won’t be for long so you need to figure out what you’re going to do and figure out that shit quick.”

  “Ok.” I softly replied.

  “Damn, you know how to break a nigga down.” He chuckled cupping my ass.

  “Hold on.” I replied standing up. I removed the robe from my body, spinning around so he could get a clear view of the teddy.

  “You came ready.” He smirked.

  “I was going to get my man one way or the other.” I smiled.

  “Mm, you smell so good.”

  “Thank you.” I replied.

  “This outfit is nice and all, but I want you to take it off.” I replied.

  “Take it off for me.” I challenged.

  “You ain’t saying nothing.” He replied, ripping the fabric off my skin.

  “I wanna suck that big dick, Daddy.” I purred.

  “I’m tryna eat that pussy. Let’s sixty-nine this shit.” He suggested, pulling me on him.

  I got my mouth real wet before I took him in. I sucked his dick in circular motions, stopping to suck on his mushroom tip. I ran my tongue across the center where the pre-cum was oozing out, enjoying his taste before gliding my mouth all the way down his shaft.

  “Suck this dick girl.” He moaned with his mouth buried deep in my pussy.

  Saire flicked his tongue around in my middle until I could no longer take the pressure. We were both in a competition, seeing who could make each other cum first. The only thing that could be heard throughout the room was slurping sounds of us pleasing each other orally.

  “Mmmmmmmmm,” I moaned, when Saire finally filled my mouth with his nut.

  I knew he was mad that he lost the battle, because he lifted me high in the air and placed my pussy directly in his mouth so he could devour me.

  “OHHHHH, Daddy!!!!!!!” I called out in pure bliss, as I felt my orgasm tearing through my body weakening me.

  “Get up and take this dick.” He grunted, smacking me on the ass.

  “I want that shit from the back.” He said flipping me over.

  Putting the perfect arch in my back, my dripping pussy waited in anticipation for him to fill me up.

  “Ahhhhhhhhhh, Daddy!!” I squealed, feeling him deep in my stomach.

  Instead of making love to me like he usually did, his strokes were deep and powerful. The pain was enjoyable, as I threw my ass back begging him to give me more.

  “Deeper, Daddy. Deeeeeeeeeeeper!” I screamed, loving the way his dick smacked against my spot.

  “I love you! I love you! I fucking loooooooooooooooooooooove you!!!” I cried feeling another orgasm claim me.

  “Damn baby, this pussy good. Come ride this dick.” He groaned.

  Taking my position on top, I bounced up and down on his dick in circular motions.

  “Kiss me.” He said, looking deep into my eyes.

  Bending down, our lips connected as we engaged in a deep kiss that took my breath away. Flipping me over, Saire positioned himself between my legs and slid inside of me slowly. This time, instead of fucking me, he slowed down the pace and made love to me. Grabbing my feet, he kissed them before pushing my legs back.

  “Damn, I love you girl.” Saire confessed, burying his head in the crook of my neck.

  “I love you, too!” I yelled out, feeling the impact of his nut filling my insides.

  Even though he already came, he didn’t stop. He kept going until I came multiple times and was satisfied.

  “Your scent is intoxicating.” He said, as we laid in bed, basking in our after-sex glow.

  “Uh huh.” I sleepily replied.

  “The dick got you tired?” He asked.

  “No, I’m not tired.” I said snuggling close to him and closing my eyes.

  When he wrapped his strong arms around me, I felt safe. I could feel his love radiating off of his body and onto mine. It was as if our spirits came together as one and were now happy. I just wished I could keep this feeling for as long as possible; I wasn’t prepared to be without Saire no matter how dangerous our affair would prove to be.

  Chapter 22

  Jerecho

  While Tyreema was out on her girls trip with Naria, I used this time to kick it with Neki. I allowed Tyreek to stay with Chelly so I could give Neki some attention. Since the
accident, Neki started to get real clingy and needy. I wanted to push her ass to the side, but unlike Jordynn, she was very headstrong. I believed if provoked her, she would show up on my doorsteps and expose my ass.

  “You leaving already?” Neki asked, as I packed my things.

  “Yeah, I been here for four days; you ain’t sick of me yet?” I joked.

  “I’d never be sick of you, Baby Daddy.” She blushed.

  “Yeah, Iight, I’ll be by here later.”

  “Thank you for everything, the car included.” She said, wrapping her hands around me.

  “No problem, Ma. Just stay in your lane, and we’ll be straight.” I replied, kissing her on the lips. “Lock up and stay your ass in the house.” I ordered before walking out the door.

  When I finally made it home, I decided to clean up a little bit. Tyreema’s flight was scheduled to land in three hours; therefore, I wanted to make sure she came home to a clean house. Lately, she’d been really distant so I was doing everything in my power not to push her away, which is why I allowed her to go on this trip for four days.

  After doing a lot of soul-searching, I decided to let Tyreema proceed with her graphic designing business. The day after she left, I had a mini-office space set up for her in the family room. Her office was equipped with a brand new iMac desktop, MacBook laptop, printer, and a bunch of different office supplies. I figured if I gave in and allowed her to run her business, she’d stop walking around the house like her dog died.

  Picking up her old MacBook Pro computer, I figured I could save her some trouble by transferring some files for her. When I clicked in her documents I was impressed with the level of work Tyreema was doing. Although she was going behind my back and creating book covers for different authors, I couldn’t be mad at her. She had a gift, and I felt like less of a man for not pushing her to her fullest potential.

  Clicking on the iMessage icon I decided to snoop and be nosey. Everything looked normal except for the numerous conversations she had with Sasha. Since Tyreema told me that Sasha was an author that she was doing business with I paid them no mind until curiosity got the best of me.

  “What the fuck?” I snapped as I read messages between Sasha and Tyreema.

  Sasha was telling Ty how much she missed her and how she couldn’t wait to see her again. The entire thing felt suspect to me so I clicked on the contact icon and took down Sasha’s number. I knew Tyreema all too well and she was far from being gay. She barely liked watching flicks with threesomes of women eating the other women out.

  Once I had the number, I hit *69 on my dial pad to block my number before dialing out.

  “Show your number next time you call me!” The male caller snapped before hanging up the phone.

  That shit had the wheels in my head turning as I went back to the messages and read them from the beginning. All this time I was thinking I was doing something wrong to push Ty away when all along she was fucking another nigga right under my nose. I felt stupid for not catching the signs that were clearly there.

  Tyreema always wanted to hang around Naria. She stopped tripping on me when I told her I had to go out of town and she started being real stingy with the pussy. Trying to get sex out of her lately was like trying to snatch candy from a baby with how difficult she was making that shit.

  My blood boiled as I read messages of this bitch telling this nigga she loved him and shit. The more messages I read, the angrier I became. Smashing the computer on the floor, I went to my gun safe and pulled out my gun. This bitch had another thing coming if she thought I was going to let her live happily ever after with the next nigga.

  Checking my gun, I made sure it was loaded before taking a chair and placing it directly in front of the door. I decided I was going to wait for that bitch. I could hear my mother’s voice saying ‘I told you so’ in my head causing my blood to boil even more. I couldn’t believe that my little Ty would play me like that. Her sneaky ass played the victim so well when she was out there playing the game better than me.

  While I waited for Tyreema to come home, I thought of ways to get rid of her body without getting caught. I know killing her would hurt Tyreek but he was young and would bounce back with time. Thinking of that bitch popping the pussy that was supposed to be exclusively for me had me going insane.

  When I heard the knob jiggling, I cocked my gun back and pointed it directly at the door. She walked through the door with a smile on her face until she saw that she was staring down at the barrel of a gun. Her smile quickly faded as fear soaked her body up causing her eyes to fill with tears.

  “What-what’s going on?” She asked, with a shaky voice as she placed her hands in the air as to say don’t shoot.

  I looked at her ring finger and noticed that her ring was missing pissing me off even more.

  WHAP!

  I hit her with the butt of the gun causing her to fall to the ground.

  “Jerecho stop!” She cried holding her bleeding nose in her hand.

  “Who the fuck is Sasha?” I asked causing her to look at me with wide eyes.

  To be continued…..

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