I even offered to get her counseling sessions set up to talk to somebody and she refused to go. I couldn’t continue to let her use me the way that she did. That’s why I had to get the hell out of Detroit. Her and my mother just expected me to just carry them and wanted to bring me down with them. I just couldn’t do it anymore Jacob." Aaliyah bursting into tears.
Holding her in my arms Aaliyah sobbed. Damn I didn’t know that Aaliyah family was like that.
"Don’t cry Aaliyah." I whispered in my ear holding her close.
Slowly, Aaliyah raised her head up to stared into my eyes. It was as if we were the only two people in the room and the sounds of both of our hearts racing could be heard. Kissing her on the lips with full force, I caressed my hands through her long soft hair and tasted her full lips.
“Jacob make love to me." Aaliyah said as she stopped the kiss and wiped the tears from her face.
Not bothering to respond to her request I decided to show her better than I could ever tell her. Pulling her shirt above her head, I admired Aaliyah's honey colored breasts that sat just right. Unable to control myself I hungrily placed her nipple inside of my mouth and tasted her sweetness.
"Baby don’t stop." She moaned.
I couldn’t even answer her back as I made my way down, leaving kisses from her neck and breasts all the way down to her waist till I reached her pussy. As I placed my fingers inside of her pussy and moved slowly, her juices immediately creamed my fingers. Licking her residue off she tasted just right.
"Damn, you taste so good." I growled as I licked her from the inside out. Aaliyah was screaming in pleasure and could do nothing but grab the pillows on my living room couch and deal with the intense pleasure that was soaring throughout her body.
"Jacob, please let me feel you." She said, trying to unbuckle my pants and make her way down to suck it. Letting her take the lead, Aaliyah pulled down my pants and boxers and saw that my manhood was more than ready for all of her attention. Placing me inside of her warm mouth she started to kiss all over my dick and then suck slowly.
"Aaaahhh yes keep going bae." I moaned rubbing the back of her shoulders.
"You don’t have to be so gentle." Aaliyah interrupted between slurps. “Grab my hair and force me to suck this dick." She demanded looking me up in the eye.
Aaliyah started to pick up force and coated my dick with spit and devoured my whole being inside of her mouth. I wanted to bust right inside of her mouth, the feeling felt so good, but I knew I couldn’t go out like that or let her think she was in control. Pulling back, I picked Aaliyah up by her waist and carried her to my room and began kissing her again this time with more passion than before. I placed her down on the bed and started to enter her with slowly.
"Shit she feels so good and tight." I said to myself as I stroked her insides.
Building up my rhythm I placed both of Aaliyah's legs over my shoulders and started to pound her insides until I could hear juices smack. The deeper I reached, the more I felt my nut starting to build up within my dick.
"Oooh Jacob Yes!! " Aaliyah screamed as she started to claw at my back.
I pulled out and started to feast on her pussy again, enjoying the taste of her juices left on my beard.
Turning her over on all fours I started to smack her ass and pull her brown hair around my fingers. The sounds of out skins slapping together made my dick hard as a rock.
"Aaliyah, you bout to make a nigga cum!!" I said struggling to breathe.
"Go ahead and cum for mama!" She yelled.
"We can come together I'm almost there.”
My strokes became even harder and I could tell because Aaliyah was grabbing the pillows trying to suffocate her moans.
"Fuck!" I roared as I came deep inside of her walls.
"Baby yes!!" Aaliyah yelled as her body started to shake uncontrollably.
Laying down on the bed Aaliyah cuddled up in my embrace.
"That was amazing." I said as I stroked her arm.
"Yeah it was, but it wasn't supposed to happen." Aaliyah said bluntly.
"Why you say it like that?" I asked her becoming confused.
"It just it happened so fast. I don’t have any regrets, but I really just wanted to take things slow with you. I don’t wanna end up getting hurt Jacob." Aaliyah insisted.
"Aaliyah, I could never hurt you. At least not intentionally." I told her honestly.
"So you admit that you could?" Aaliyah said trying to scoot out of my embrace.
"No, I'm just saying I'll never hurt you on purpose. You have nothing to worry about I promise." I told her trying to get her to relax.
"I just don’t wanna end up looking like a fool Jacob. It wouldn’t be good for you or me. The last thing I need right now is a broken heart. My last relationship didn’t end well. When I moved here I promised myself that I wouldn’t allow myself to become close to another man because of the shit that he put me through....”
"Aaliyah look at me." I told her as I made her turn around in bed to face me.
“I'm not your ex. I would never do anything to hurt you. It's nobody else that has stolen my heart the way that you have. In such a short amount of time we have both connected in such a deep way that I haven't even been able to think about anyone else, Aaliyah. I can only show you that I'm being honest but it won't work if you can't try to trust me.”
"I guess you are right. I mean you have been pretty forthcoming with everything so far." She said starting to relax again. “It's just in my past relationships, I was so blind and before you know it I'm getting cheated on and disrespected. I won't allow it Jacob." Aaliyah said sternly.
"Damn," I thought to myself. Aaliyah was putting it on a little strong. I understood she didn’t want to be hurt and I respected for going hard to protect her heart but she was gonna have to chill out on the threats. I just wanted to enjoy the moment of us first making love and she was spoiling it by constantly worrying if I was going to fuck up in the long run.
"Aaliyah, chill babe. We good." I told her holding her in my arms. " Let’s just go to sleep, it's been a long couple of weeks. I just wanna close my eyes and lay here with you in this moment. Forget about our troubles and just be here."
"You’re right, I'm sorry Jacob." She said as she started to doze off.
As she fell asleep I couldn’t help but to feel so lucky. Aaliyah just came out of nowhere and opened back up in my heart. I swore I wouldn’t allow myself to fall into the hype of finding love after Claudette left me the way that she did, but with Aaliyah I knew this was going to be different. It just had to be.
Travis
I sat in the jail cell mad as hell. If Danyelle thought she was gonna get away with this shit, she had another thing coming. When the police showed up and knocked on our motel room door I thought she would hold me down and stay in the bathroom and be quiet. That’s what's a real woman and rider would have done, but shit Danyelle was starting to change and I knew it had to be because of her little fuck buddies she had on the side. Had she been that stupid to think that one of them niggas on the streets actually gave a fuck about her?
I knew she was stressing because she paid for everything, but she knew what type of nigga I was when she met me. I wasn’t into getting a real job and shit she didn’t work either. All a nigga like me knew was the streets and to hustle here and there. Otherwise, I was always with the next chick and allowed them to take care of home. Now a lot of these females didn’t mind, especially the older ones. I just really connected with Danyelle. When I met, her she was lost and I helped her in a lot of ways. Her snot nose ass sister who she always talked about never gave a damn about her. I never even met the bitch, but from the sounds of it she was just another one of those chicks who didn’t give a fuck about nobody else but herself.
That’s why when me and Danyelle started talking we clicked so well with one another. She has made it her business that she was gonna hold it down and look for the both of us. She should have been grateful. What other man was gonna l
ove her with all of her insecure ways and the fact that she wasn’t career driven. To any other nigga she would just be a female that wanted to use them for money and they would see right through her and walk away.
"Travis Williams! You can make a phone call now!" The officer barked as she unlocked the door to the holding cell.
" Yeah..." I replied as she handed me the slip with the instructions on how to dial out. I wasn’t stupid, this shit wasn’t new to me. I had been locked up before and knew how to operate the fucking phone. These officers in here just wanted to try a nigga automatically assuming I was dumb.
Picking up the phone I followed the usual steps and dialed Danyelle cell number. This bitch had the nerve to deny the phone call. Gritting my teeth, I was instantly getting pissed again. So, I dialed the motel number this time she answered.
"What Travis?" She barked.
"Danyelle, don’t be stupid alright! I'm sorry about putting my hands on you, but you brought it on yourself. I told you about trying me up like I'm one of your little friends on the street." I snarled.
"Travis, I don’t wanna hear shit you gotta say. You fucked me up bad and I'm not putting up with your bullshit anymore. I'm done with your ass. So, if you calling me to ask you bail you out of jail you got another thing coming. I have already made up my mind to press charges. I'm so done!" She yelled into the phone.
I couldn’t believe my ears. Danyelle was really tripping the fuck out if she thought she was gonna forget about me like I never existed and throw me under the bus just like that. With my past charges under my belt I could do a little jail time for this if she really decided to press charges against me! I knew as soon as she told me that, she had found somebody else and I wasn’t having it!
"Who you been fucking Danielle?" I said.
"None of your business! Travis, what I do with my life from here on out is none of your concern. Leave me alone and stop trying to get in contact with me! I'm hanging up now but you might as well not call this phone anymore. I’m leaving the room for good. So, you can have this piece of shit place whenever you get out! Don’t call my cell or even try to look for me. It was nice to know that the two years we shared together was all for nothing. You ruined my life and I won't be taking care of your broke ass anymore! Goodbye and good riddance!" Danyelle yelled into the phone as she hung up in my face.
"Fuck!!!!" I yelled, slamming the phone into the chamber over and over again. I was so heated and pissed.
"Sir, that’s enough back to your cell!" The officer ordered.
"Man no, I gotta make another call! My girl won't come bail me out!" I told the officer trying regain my composure.
"You should of thought about that before you tried to break one of our phones. This shit ain’t cheap." The officer smacked her guns. "Now back to your cell Mr. Williams. You can make your call again later after you get some self control.
I had no choice but to follow this bitch's orders. She had the power and I didn’t. I would have to sit in here a couple of more hours until I could call one of my homeboys to come get me out. As the holding cell doors locked behind me, all I could think about were the many ways I was gonna fuck up Danyelle for betraying me this way. She had no idea what she was doing. She had played her little game on the wrong type of nigga. Now she wanted to play victim and press charges against me all because she had a new man in her life. That shit wasn't going to last long, just wait until I became free. I promise I would make Danyelle regret the day she ever tried to cross Travis Williams.
Danyelle
Finally, I was free of annoying ass Travis. well almost free after I pressed charges on his crazy ass. I had finally spoken with Mac and he advised me to press charges and come stay with him. I was still hurting from the bruises so I just grabbed everything I really needed from out of the hotel. I would just have to get new shit once I moved in with Mac. Mac was royally pissed when he got to the hospital and saw how bad Travis had beaten me. He made it his vow to protect me from here on out. I wouldn’t have to want for nothing. I knew that everything Mac was telling me had to be real. He told me from day one that he wanted me to be his lady.
Had I known that he would treat me so well, I would have been left Travis alone. I guess I was so stuck on the silly idea that Travis actually loved my ass. For the most part I had myself to blame. I should have saw through the bullshit when Travis first asked me to sleep with men for money, but he had told me that he wouldn’t make me do it forever and being stupid I actually believed him. Making sure I had all of my hotel card keys and the last of my belongings I headed to the front desk to return the keys and get ready to head to Mac's place.
"So you finally leaving this old place?" The old nosy ass neighbor that stayed right next me to me and Travis asked.
" Yes I am. I don’t know that Travis is doing." I replied.
"Damn, he fucked you up bad, you look a hot mess!" She said bluntly.
"Look you old bitch, stop trying to insult me. At least I had a man to stay with. You stay in that one room all by yourself shooting up and being broke! So, take your saggy titty ass back into your room and find somebody else to laugh at!" I spat as I continued to make my way to the front lounge.
I was so glad to be leaving this ghetto ass place. Nothing but bums and crackheads stayed in this place. It was a surprise that I had not left sooner.
After returning my keys and throwing everything inside of the car, I text Mac to let him know I was on the way over.
Me: Baby I'm on the way sorry it took so long. I just need to make one more stop to the jailhouse to fill out the paperwork for the charges.
Mac: No that can wait just come to me now and let daddy take care of you. I know you still sore. I have a nice bubble bath I can prepare for you.
Me: Okay on the way baby
He was already looking out for me in the best way possible. I guess pressing the charges on Travis could wait, but I had to hurry up and get it done before he got away with the shit that he pulled. Moving with Mac was one of the best decisions I was going to make yet. Even though my sister and my mom had turned their back on me. Hell, even Travis had turned into some crazy ass mooch who just whooped my ass for standing up to him. My dad always told me that a real man would never feel threatened by your power or willingness to stand up to him and he was right. How could I have let myself stoop so low to allow a man to feel like they could control me and use my body for his advantages?
Driving through the city I realized maybe I needed to do some soul searching. Ever since my father had passed away I had been making downward choices. Blaming everyone for my lack of motivation and wanting to do better for myself. I'm sure if I applied myself and actually tried that I would be able to make something of myself. Depending on a man would be nice to do for the rest of my life but I mean, I knew I had something more than to offer to the world than just allowing myself to be taken care of. Until I met Mac I hadn't thought of trying to better my life or making better choices. It was just something about him that made me want to be a better woman. I wanted to prove to him and to everyone who expected me to fail that I could change and not rely on anybody else.
Even though Aaliyah was selfish, at the end of the day I knew deep down that it wasn’t her job to take care of me. I was her younger sister, but I was still grown. I knew that I didn’t like the idea of punching in and out of somebody's clock but maybe I could start my own business or go back to school for it. When I was with Travis he never tried to push me to do better. Hell, all he cared about was having cold beer in the fridge and making sure he had money to hang out with his niggas with. No one time had he mentioned to me or forced me to think about going to school or getting a real job, but what could I expect? When I met him he didn’t have shit or aspire to do anything with his life, so how could I possibly think that this nigga really cared about me?
Pulling into Mac's driveway I grabbed my purse and hurried to his doorstep. Opening the door, I ran into his arms and hugged and kissed him all over. I had never felt
so happy and relieved to see him in my life.
"Hey baby." He said as he held me tight in his arms.
"Mac, I'm so glad it's finally over." I said as I tried not to cry for the emotion I was feeling.
"Babe, it's okay, you safe with me always." He said as he stroked my hair and caressed my face.
"I know, I trust you Mac. " I said, looking into his eyes.
In that moment I knew I had made the right choice, and that nothing but greatness was in store for me and Mac. All I had to do was trust in my heart and not worry about my past coming to fuck up my future.
Chapter 11 - Aaliyah
10 months later...
I had been in bliss the last couple of months. Things had been moving pretty fast with Jacob. Time was slowly healing both of our wounds. I had been going to a counselor to deal with the loss of Tori and Jacob was dealing with the loss of Quentin in his own way. I was finally back to being normal again and with us both being back at work it kept me busy and occupied. Jacob was back in business and we’re pulling 16 hour days, but it wasn’t too bad. Being up under Jacob all day was kind of nice. I never got sick of being with his fine ass.
After winning back Shapiro as a client, Jacob finally got his child support case overturned. Shapiro was so happy that he didn’t have to dish out 15 grand a month in child support that he decided to throw Jacob a party. At first Jacob was against the idea. We both hadn’t attended a party since the night at the casino, but I was tired of constantly working and not having fun. I felt cooped up and trapped dealing with so much sadness and grief. Just for one night I wanted to step out with my man and not have a care in the world. So tonight, we were doing just that.
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