Sugar Walls

by Brittani Williams

  “Are you serious?”

  “Yes.”

  “I can deal with that, as long as you’re not leaving. I still have hope that we’ll make it. I promise you that I will let her go.”

  “Good-night, Marlo!” I said, going upstairs to go to sleep.

  That night I felt a little relief that everything was out on the table. I thought about leaving and if I could handle the business on my own, but then I would have to pay him back to buy him out, and I wasn’t really trying to give up that kind of money. The true test would be how we could co-exist in the house while not in a committed relationship. I needed him to prove that he would let Mya go before I could drop Domino. I still felt the same way about Marlo as I did in the beginning of the relationship. He had done a lot for me, and I appreciated it, but I couldn’t go on believing that he loved me the same. Whatever he and Mya had was stronger, and though I thought what we had was pretty tight, she was able to tear us apart.

  The following day I informed Domino of what happened with Marlo. Since we were taking a break from each other, I knew that I could hang out with Domino without the fear of Marlo finding out. Once I hit him with the good news, he told me that he would plan a special night for us, and I was genuinely excited. Once I was dressed and on my way out the door, Marlo came into the house and asked me about where I was heading. I really wasn’t in the mood for 101 questions, but I kept my cool.

  “Where are you going? Do you have a date or something?”

  “Actually I do, how do I look?”

  “You know I’m not cool with this, Sugar. This shit ain’t right!”

  “I know but this is the way that things have to be for a while.”

  “Well, can I at least get a kiss before you leave?”

  “I have to go, Marlo. I’ll see you later.”

  “I’m going to play your little game because I want you to know how much I want to be with you. Fuck the street shit, I need you back. I’m going to hold off on fucking that nigga up because that still won’t make you come back, but just know this shit ain’t going to go on for too long.”

  “Good-night Marlo, don’t wait up for me!” I said before walking out of the door.

  I knew he was probably upset that I ran out without kissing him, but I knew that if his lips touched mine I wouldn’t be able to leave without making love to him. Staying away from him would be one of the hardest things that I ever had to do, but I couldn’t allow myself to be second best to Mya anymore. I deserved a hell of a lot more than that!

  After entering the restaurant where Domino was waiting for me, I was escorted to the table by the hostess. Domino was looking good enough to eat in his cream linen pantsuit. He stood up to kiss me when I reached the table. I noticed his excitement as he looked me over. I knew that I looked good, and the extra short dress that I was wearing was chosen purposely to entice him and to piss Marlo off at the same time.

  “You look good as hell tonight,” he said, smiling.

  “Thanks, quiet as it’s kept you look good as hell too!” I said as I sat down.

  “Well thanks, I try, you know,” he said, laughing.

  “So you know I had to practically pry Marlo off my leg to get out of the house tonight.”

  “Well, you know dude ain’t giving up on you. Shit, I wouldn’t give up on you either.”

  “Domino, I appreciate you being here for me with all of this stuff I’m going through with Marlo. I apologize for using you to piss him off, but I really do like you a lot and I care for you.”

  “I told you that I would be here for you, and I meant that. On the real, I don’t care if you are trying to make him jealous because I’m enjoying all the time I am spending with you. So I thank him for fucking up, or I wouldn’t have gotten the chance to know you.”

  “Well, it worked out for the both of us!”

  “I got a little something for you.”

  “You can’t start spoiling me now. I might fall in love with you,” I said, jokingly. Though I knew it was easy for me to fall for someone, I hoped that I could end this before things got that deep.

  “That’s cool,” he said, passing me a long, thin box across the table.

  Opening the box, my eyes lit up like the street lights at sun down. The box contained a tennis bracelet with pink diamonds.

  “Domino, you shouldn’t have done this. This is the most beautiful thing I’ve even seen.” I pulled it out of the box and gave it to him so that he could put it on me. As I sat there with my arm out, I continued to smile. I rose out of my seat a little so that I could kiss him. I wanted to show him how much I appreciated him and everything that he had done for me.

  “I can see why that girlfriend of yours is in love with you!” I smiled.

  “Yeah, I’m the shit,” he said, with a laugh.

  We both laughed for a few seconds before stopping. After eating dinner we went over to his place. I entered the house first and as he was locking the door I was stripping off my clothes. By the time he reached the living room I was standing there butt naked. As he entered the room he stood there and stared at me. I used my finger and motioned for him to come over to the chair and sit down. I walked over to the radio and placed my R. Kelly 12 Play CD that I had brought along into the CD player. I skipped through the CD until reaching “It Seems Like You’re Ready.”

  I had learned a lot from watching the dancers in the club, and I wanted to show off my newly discovered talent. As the song began, “With . . . temperatures rising,” I slowly walked over to him and turned around so that my ass was directly in front of his face. I bent over and popped my ass a little and dropped down to the floor in a quick motion. I could feel his excitement as I sat down on the floor, and with my knees bent, I used my hands to help me lift my bottom from the ground in a continuous wave like motion.

  As the chorus played over again, I placed my left leg over his right shoulder and moved just close enough for him to kiss my already wet kitty. Domino didn’t waste any time savoring the taste of my juices as I began to play with my extremely sensitive nipples. After my first orgasm, I backed up to give him time to free his manhood from his pants and boxers. He sat there and played with it until I got on my knees and met the head with my tongue. The taste of the pre cum excited me even more and I used both hands to stroke his pole as I formed suction around it with my mouth.

  “Damn, baby, that shit feels good,” he spoke lightly as he laid his head back.

  I continued the motion until he came, and I swallowed every drop as I continued to stroke his length until it was at attention again and ready to dwell inside of me. I laid down on the floor as he moved closer to me and slowly rammed his stick inside of my throbbing tunnel. It wasn’t long before he was hitting my G-spot, causing orgasm after orgasm. My juices were flowing like the Niagara Falls, and the extra lubrication only excited him more.

  He moved in continuous slow circles until he erupted again, and as he moved down to the floor and lay next to me, I knew that it would be much harder than I thought to leave him alone. My feelings for him were growing much too strong to just walk away, and I was truly confused on what I would do, especially since I still loved Marlo.

  The following morning I kissed Domino good-bye and drove home. I tried to sneak in the house because I had such a great night with Domino that I didn’t really feel like arguing with Marlo about it. I noticed that the light was on in the kitchen, so I made my way in there to say hello.

  “Good morning,” I said with a slight smile.

  “I see you pulled an all-nighter. I didn’t know that was part of the plan.”

  “It wasn’t. It just ended up that way.”

  “I see that nigga’s buying you shit now,” he said, pointing to my wrist, which was sporting the new bracelet. I had forgotten to remove it before I came home.

  “Who said he bought it?”

  “Well, you weren’t wearing that shit when you left!” he yelled.

  “Look, Marlo, I’m going upstairs to get my stuff toge
ther for work tomorrow. I’ll talk to you later.”

  “I’m not going to wait on you forever. I’m not the game playing type.”

  “Oh, really? Well what do you call what you did to me?”

  “I wasn’t playing. I just got caught up in a situation that I regret.”

  “Well you should regret it, Marlo. You promised me that you and Mya were through, but that was a damn lie.”

  “Do you love him?”

  “What?”

  “I said do you love him? Because if you do and you really want to be with him, I’ll let you go.”

  “No, I don’t love him, but I do care for him, and Domino has a girlfriend. We’re just hanging out.”

  “Hanging out? That’s what sex is called now?” he said, being sarcastic.

  “I’m not going to argue about this right now, Marlo.”

  “I’m tired of you walking out on me when I want to talk. I have things to say, and you keep walking away,” he said, as he tried to grab hold of my arm.

  “Because you’ll never understand why I feel the way I do, and I’m not ready to explain it,” I said, pulling my arm away.

  “Well when will you be ready? How long am I supposed to play the background while you go out fucking this nigga?”

  “I don’t know, I just . . .” I knew that he was frustrated, but I didn’t know what else to say.

  “That’s what I figured you would say!” he said, slamming his plate down on the counter and walking out of the kitchen.

  I knew that it was killing him that I was going out with Domino. I didn’t enter into this relationship with the intentions of hurting him in any way. I never expected that he would hurt me the way that he did, and in turn force me to hurt him the same. I was sure that I wouldn’t be able to keep this up for long, and I knew that I had to make a choice.

  As I decided on what outfit I would wear that evening, I decided that I wanted Domino, but first I had to convince him to drop his girl, and I wasn’t sure how easy that would be since they had been together for the last three years. I did know that he cared about me, but the test would be how quick he would accept my proposition.

  Shay, which was his girlfriend’s name, went to the same hair salon that I did. Usually the women of all of the drug distributors went there. I started going there once I got together with Marlo. I didn’t find out that Shay was Domino’s girl until I already had been dealing with him for a few weeks. By then I didn’t care who she was. I already knew that he had a girl the first time we had sex, and it didn’t make a difference to me. I had sensed that she knew something was going on between him and I when her hellos soon turned to evil stares. She never approached me about it, but I knew that she had heard about us by the way that she looked at me.

  I had an appointment at three o’clock with Tammi, my stylist. I wore my new bracelet purposely in case Shay was in the salon when I arrived. I wouldn’t flat out say to anyone that Domino bought it for me, but I wouldn’t say that Marlo bought it either, so she would know where I got in from. I entered the salon with a smile on my face after noticing her car parked in the small lot on the side of the building. I waved to everyone showing off my new jewelry.

  “Hey, ladies,” I said doing a Miss America wave. You could tell that Shay was getting sick to her stomach.

  As I reached Tammi’s station she looked at me and chuckled.

  “Bitch, you know you ain’t right!” She reached out to hug me.

  “What?” I asked, playing the dumb role.

  “Showing off those diamonds, trying to piss her off. Her man bought that, huh?”

  “I ain’t trying to piss her off,” I said, walking to the bench to sit.

  “Yeah, right. I’m almost done. I’ll be with you in a minute.”

  Soon Shay’s stylist Deena was finished with her hair and she was out the door. I laughed when she gave me one last roll of the eyes before she left. Little did she know her man was soon going to be mine, and I would make sure of that.

  After leaving the salon I went home and began to get dressed. It was about five o’clock when I reached home and about seven when I left to go to the club. The doors opened at nine o’clock, and the men began pouring in shortly after that. I wasn’t surprised that Marlo didn’t show up because he was probably still angry about the conversation that we had that morning. I did my usual rounds of the club, and I was smiling from ear to ear when I spotted Domino entering the door. I walked over to greet him and he smiled when he noticed me coming in his direction.

  “Hey, baby. What’s up?” he said, reaching out to hug me.

  “I was thinking about you. I wanted to talk to you about something.”

  “Oh, yeah? What’s that?” he asked.

  “Walk me up to my office so we can talk,” I said, grabbing him by the hand and leading him in the direction of the stairs. After reaching the office and closing the door behind us, I kissed him slowly. He wrapped his arms around me as we tongued each other down for at least a minute.

  “So what’s up?” he asked, sitting down in the chair.

  “I’ve been thinking about us, and I want us to be together,” I said, sitting down on his lap.

  “We are together,” he replied.

  “I mean really together, Dom. I want to be your woman. I’m ready to leave Marlo alone.”

  “Really? You think you can let that nigga go?”

  “I know I can. I’m just not sure if you can let Shay go.”

  “That ain’t nothing, Shay and I been through for a while now.”

  “Really, why didn’t you tell me?”

  “Because you didn’t ask. That’s a done deal. So if you want to be mine that is definitely possible, but you gotta move out of that spot like ASAP. You can’t be living in that house with him and be my woman.”

  “That’s cool, but I don’t have anywhere to go right now. I can get an apartment, but I really don’t have time to go out looking, and I don’t want to just settle for anything just for a quick move.”

  I could have gotten my own place, but I needed to be closer to him to watch his actions. If I would have moved into my own place, he would never have to come home to me. Though he had more than one house, I planned on getting him to stay with me. That was the only way I could see things working.

  “All of the homes I have, you know you have somewhere to go.”

  “I’m ready. I mean it from the bottom of my heart. I want us to be together.”

  “Well, then it’s done! Meet me at the house tomorrow with your things, and then we can move on with this.”

  “I will, Dom, I promise,” I said, kissing him.

  “Girl, you lucky you have a business to run, or I would have you bent over this desk,” he said, grabbing his crotch.

  “Well, lock the door baby and bend me over,” I said seductively.

  He rose up out of the chair and went to lock the door, and soon I was bent over the desk with him ramming me from behind and it felt so damn good. I moaned as he hit the right spots in his circular motions. The loud music that played in the club intensified the sex, and I pushed my ass back harder as he went as deep inside of me as he could go. I let out a loud scream as we both reached our orgasms in sync.

  “That was good as hell, baby,” he said before going into my office bathroom to clean up.

  “Good ain’t the word for it,” I said, laughing.

  Once he was done I went into the bathroom and cleaned up and we both walked out of the office smiling. I continued my night as usual, and after leaving the club, I went home and started to pack my things while Marlo was out of the house. When I woke up in the morning, I loaded everything into the back of my car and headed for Domino’s. I left Marlo, not explaining what I had decided, and I was on my way to a new life with a new man.

  Chapter 13

  Short Lived . . .

  It had been five months since the day I walked out on Marlo and moved in with Domino to pursue a full-fledged relationship. Though Marlo tried to rekindle the
first few weeks, he soon gave up when he realized that I wasn’t coming back. Shay still continued to give me the evil eye when she would see me in the salon, but I gave it right back to her each time. Domino’s warnings were the only thing keeping me from whipping her ass. Sugar Walls was still thriving, and I had saved at least $70,000. My bank account was full and my relationship with Domino was better than I could have ever imagined it would be.

  Domino’s birthday was coming, and I had planned to host a birthday party for him at the club. I hired a premier party planner and explained my ideas. I chose everything from the color scheme to the napkins that would lace the tables. I designed the perfect outfit and had it tailor-made.

  I was excited the night of the party, and each detail was playing out perfectly. After I was dressed and on my way to the club, I called Domino on his cell to make sure that he would be there on time.

  “Hey, baby. What’s up?” he asked.

  “Where are you?”

  “Tying up some loose ends. Why what’s up?”

  “I’m on my way to the club now. You are supposed to be there by ten. Don’t be late, OK?”

  “I’m not going to be late. When I’m done here I’m going to get dressed and be on my way.”

  “All right.”

  “So, I’ll see you when I get there.”

  “OK.”

  I had put a lot of time and money into this party, and I didn’t want to look like a fool if he showed up late or not at all. I opened the doors at nine, and it was packed within the first half hour. I was smiling from ear to ear when my man arrived on time, looking as good as a well-done piece of prime rib. He wore a cream linen pantsuit and shoes. His hair was freshly cut and he smiled when he noticed how good I looked in my custom designed attire. I could see all of the envy when he walked up to me and kissed me before ever greeting any of his guests. His attempt at making me feel like a queen was definitely working. He looked me up and down and smiled as I turned around, allowing him to view my outfit from all angles.

  “This is real nice, baby. I really appreciate this.”

  “Well, I’m glad that I can make you happy! Now go and greet your guests since they are all waiting to see you.”