Enough Of The Drama

by Dotson, P.

  “Come on Cas, enough of the drama already,” China whined. She wished Cassidy would at least make an attempt to hear Ciara out, no matter how fucked up the situation was they were still sisters.

  “Look, y’all can stand around and act like shit is kosher when it’s not. What she did is fucked up and right now I’m not ready to forgive,” Cassidy snapped storming out of the salon. She was passed pissed because she had caused a scene.

  They all stood around in an awkward silence. All sets of eyes in the salon were on them. Cassidy’s outburst had them all stuck on mute. The pain in Ciara’s eyes was evident. In the beginning she didn’t care about Cassidy’s feelings because she was too consumed with her own happiness.

  “I’m sorry Cas,” she mumbled.

  “Why didn’t you tell her that?” China asked.

  “I wanted to. That’s why I asked her if we could talk. I didn’t want to do it like this.”

  “Well, it’s obvious she is still pretty bent out of shape about it. You just have to somehow make her listen.” Ciara nodded her head in agreement. “Well, we’re going to Secrets down in Ocean City if you’re up to it.”

  “Thanks China. If it weren’t for you and Rayna I’d probably go insane. Cassidy looks really good, tell her whatever she is doing keep it up.”

  “You can tell her yourself,” China said if you come out.

  “We’ll be there,” Rayna spoke for Ciara.

  “Good,” China said giving both Ciara and Rayna a hug.

  “We better go,” Pam said giving China a slight squeeze on the elbow.

  “Call me,” China hollered over her shoulder as she and Pam exited the salon.

  “It’s about damn time,” Cassidy snapped rolling her eyes.

  “Slow ya roll home girl, cause you can most definitely run ya little ass home,” Pam snapped snaking her neck.

  “I wish you would try to make me walk.”

  “Anyway,” China said laughing at the exchange between her sister and Pam. “Did you guys want to go to the mall. What’s the game plan?”

  “Don’t try to change the subject,” Cassidy said with an attitude. “Both of y’all are dead wrong. Y’all supposed to be on my side.”

  “Cas, I’m going to keep it real with you. It’s time to grow up and get over it. Marcus is tired, done, and over with. Matter of fact you should be thanking Ciara for taking him off your hands,” Pam snapped. “As fucked up as it is, don’t allow that man to become between you and your sister.”

  “What?” Cassidy asked, screwing her face into a frown at Pam’s response. She knew Pam talked a good game but if the shoe was on the other foot, she would have been dug her size eight in Ciara’s ass.

  “Cas, don’t play dumb. You heard me loud and clear. You want me to repeat it?” Cassidy nodded her head yes.

  “Guys,” China interrupted as she smothered a laugh. “Y’all two need to stop it. Cas it’s your birthday. We should be out having fun, just leave the drama at home tonight, okay. Now let’s go shopping. My hand is itching to spend some money.”

  “Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Cassidy sighed. “I’m riding with you.”

  “I don’t care,” Pam said shrugging her shoulders mushing Cassidy in the head.

  “I love you too boo,” Cassidy laughed, mushing Pam back before ducking behind China.

  China laughed and shook her head from side to side. “Y’all are too old to be acting like this.”

  Chapter 24

  Ciara walked into the house, and immediately slid out of her boots. The intoxicating aroma of chicken tickled her nostrils, making her mouth water. Her stomach began to growl in anticipation. She laughed feeling her little one shifting around in her belly.

  “I guess you’re hungry too,” she laughed rubbing her stomach.

  She set her bags down and allowed her nose to lead her into the kitchen. A small smile appeared on her face as she watched Marcus standing over the stove dressed in nothing but an apron wrapped around his waist, a chef hat sat lazily on top of his head, as he stirred something in the pot.

  “Hey baby,” Ciara whispered as she walked into the kitchen and took a seat at the table.

  Marcus turned around and smiled. “Hey,” he said placing his spoon on the counter before walking over to her.

  Ciara felt her breath get stuck in her throat as she smiled in appreciation of his manhood. It hung loosely, swinging from side to side as he walked over to her. The pearl in between her legs, jumped with excitement.

  “You have fun today baby?” he asked, standing directly in front of her.

  Ciara was eye-level with his python. She tried to fight the urge to reach out and touch it, but she couldn’t. She placed a hand on his thigh, before slowly traveling upward underneath his apron until she found her prize. She gripped his manhood in her hands, before looking him deep in the eyes. The hostility that put a wedge between them, seemed to be non-existent as they lustfully stared into each other’s eyes.

  Marcus took off his apron, allowing it to drop to the floor. He began to play in her hair as she gently stroked his man hood to full attention. She then placed all of him in her mouth. Harmonic moans of pleasure filled the kitchen as Ciara gripped his ass cheeks and pulled him closer to her.

  “Shit,” Marcus bit it his bottom lip, as he rotated his hips. He could feel his knees beginning to buckle.

  Gripping his love pole, she kissed it, teased it, stroked it, and made love to it with her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and placed him fully in her mouth, the tip of his dick touching the back of her throat. Marcus groaned in unspeakable pleasure, as he gripped her hair, keeping her head in place as he moved his hips from side to side. He fucked her mouth until he couldn’t stand it any longer.

  “Dayum, you feel good,” he moaned getting down on all fours, and snatching off her leggings.

  He took off her panties and dove in between her thighs like it was his last supper. He greeted the pearl that poked between her swollen lips with his tongue. Ciara jumped at the intense sensation of pleasure that sprang through her body. She gripped the chair as she placed her leg over his shoulder.

  “Yes,” she panted, slightly lifting her butt off the chair as Marcus made love to her clit. She could feel her juices traveling down her leg as this man put his best head game down. His moans of pleasure, blended in well with hers creating the perfect symphony that bounced off the walls.

  “You so wet ma,” Marcus moaned, sticking is finger inside her love cave. His dick grew an inch once his finger became soaked in her waterfall of lust.

  “Marcus, baby, please,” Ciara moaned as she rotated her hips. She could feel the pressure building in her clit. “Yes,” she groaned in agony. “Please don’t stop,” she whimpered, biting down on her bottom lip, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

  Marcus buried his face in between her thighs, sucking on his prey. He continued to moan as he palmed her ass, enjoying the look of satisfaction on her face. He knew she was about to cum. She grabbed his head and pushed her pussy in his face at full speed. Marcus got the hint as he whipped his tongue across her clit like a windshield wiper.

  “Ah, shit,” Ciara screamed, curling her toes and griping the side of the chair so tight her knuckles turned red. She could feel a puddle of her juices splash beneath her ass. “Marcus,” she moaned sitting down in the chair with her eyes closed, still caught up in her moment of sexual bliss.

  “Was it good baby?” Marcus asked finally coming up for air, his lips glazed in her juices. He kissed her long and hard, placing his hand behind her neck. Their kiss was loud and passionate.

  Without breaking their embrace, Marcus grabbed Ciara by her arm and stood her up. He slipped off her shirt and took off her bra, gently placing her hard nipple in his mouth. Ciara let a slight moan escape her lips as she gripped his head with one hand, and raked his back with the other. Her pussy was on fire, and begging to be filled.

  “Marcus, please,” she begged as her pussy throbbed with great anticipation.
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  He smiled to himself, because he knew he had Ciara right where he wanted her. He turned her around, grabbing his dick, rubbing it against her wet opening.

  “You want it?” he asked in a deep sexy voice as he placed sensual kisses on her back.

  “Yes, please,” Ciara begged as she gripped the table, anxiously waiting to feel him inside of her.

  Marcus teased her a little while longer, getting the tip of his dick wet as he glided his dick up and down the lips of her pussy. He grabbed the base of his dick and slowly entered her from behind. His knees almost gave out on him as her warm pussy hugged his dick. He placed his head on her back, grabbing both of her breast, as he stroked her inner walls, his dick drowning in her waterfall of lust.

  “Is this my pussy?” he asked, gently biting her back.

  “Yes,” Ciara moaned.

  “Say it,” he grunted.

  “It’s yours papi,” Ciara moaned.

  Marcus stood up and gripped her hips with both his hands. He went in long and deep. Each moan that escaped her lips, he knew he was poking away at her wall of doubt. He could feel the barrier she’d put up slowly breaking down. The walls of her pussy closed in around his beautiful caterpillar, safely locking him in her sticky cocoon of love.

  “I’m almost there, baby,” Ciara panted, holding onto the table for dear life. “Hmmmm, Marcus,” she moaned loudly placing her head back..

  There was no pussy like pregnant pussy. Marcus could feel his knees buckling under the pressure. The extreme wetness that coated his dick, took him on a natural high.

  “Yessssssssssss,” Ciara screamed, as her body released her pent up sexual tension. “Marcus,” she whimpered placing her head on the table, out of breath from her orgasmic experience.

  “Dayum,” Marcus grunted, because he wasn’t too far behind, as he released his seeds deep into her womb. “Fuck,” he moaned once again placing his head on her back, while putting his hands on the table to keep his balance. He slowly stroked her walls, until his dick was finally limp. Slowly he pulled himself out of her river and sat down in the chair. “Come here baby,” he said grabbing her by the arm.

  Ciara smiled, and sat down on his lap. They kissed briefly before Ciara rested her head on his shoulder.

  “Ciara, you know that I love you.”

  “Yes,” Ciara said nodding her head, as the tears begin to surface. She was having her doubts up until that point.

  “Promise you won’t leave me,” he whispered, placing his nose into her hair.

  She lifted her head up and looked at him. She gently caressed the side of his face. “I won’t Marcus, I promise.”

  “That’s my girl. Come on let’s go to bed. You wore me out girl.”

  “I’m hungry daddy,” Ciara pouted.

  Marcus laughed as he pinched her butt. “Go take a shower and I will feed you in bed. How does that sound.”

  “I like the sound of that daddy,” Ciara giggled as she got up off his lap. She looked over her shoulder at Marcus one more time before exiting the kitchen. Any apology she held for Cassidy was left at her front door. The mind blowing sex from Marcus made her forget all about her sister’s birthday.

  Chapter 25

  It was nine thirty when Cassidy, China and Pam arrived at the Adam’s residence. They found the perfect outfits, with accessories and were ready to shake what their mama’s gave them. As usual China and Pam started early, making a pit stop at the local liquor store. China picked a bottle of Long Island Iced Tea, Pam decided on a bottle of Sky Vodka, whipped cream flavored and Cassidy opted for something a little on the safe side a bottle of Pink Moscato.

  “I call upstairs,” China yelled.

  “I got downstairs,” Pam quickly blurted out before Cassidy could utter a word.

  “Good,” Cassidy said shrugging her shoulders. “It takes y’all two the longest anyway. Besides it gives me sometime to enjoy my Moscasto.”

  “Ooooo, Joe. Hit it just how I like it,” Pearl moaned.

  Pap!

  “Harder Joe, harder!”

  Pap! Pap!

  “Like that baby?”

  All three exchanged odd glances trying to figure out if they heard is what they thought they heard.

  “Oh, my goodnesss. What is really goin’ on around here?” Pam asked looking towards the stairs.

  “I think I’m going to be sick,” China said with a frown on her face.

  “That’s just nasty,” Cassidy added, shaking her head.

  “If they want to have a freak show they can. They’re not too old to have sex. I mean it is their house.”

  “Yeah you’re right. I should have called first. Let’s just get changed at my house, but it’s still nasty,” Cassidy said, trying to shake off the image of her mother and father having sex.

  “Let’s hurry up before they finish,” China said grabbing her bags.

  They all quietly tip toed out of the house.

  * * *

  By eleven thirty the trio were headed to the club feeling nice and dressed to impress. China sported a red mini dress, black leggings, with a pair of red bottom heels, and the custom made earrings Clay had made for her. Pam sported a V cut yellow blouse, a pair of skin tight True Religion jeans, and four inch stiletto boots. Cassidy wore a Christian Dior Cream colored dress and red bottom heels.

  As soon as they stepped in the club, they immediately turned heads. All three politely tossed no’s left and right as they made their way to the section where hip hop was being played. They made their way to the bar as the hard beats of Rick Ross penetrated the crowd.

  Pam scanned the club. It appeared to be pretty much a mixed crowd. She preferred to hang out with the old heads because the young crowd got to rowdy, and they always tried to out dance her. She knew she could dance and hated for anybody to try and show her up out on the dance floor.

  “Sup lil mama?”

  Cassidy frowned and turned her head. She looked back over her shoulder before looking at the young man standing in front of her. He was tall, with a slim yet muscular build. His cocoa colored skin brought out his light brown eyes. He kind of reminded her of Trey Songz, but she could easily tell he was just a baby.

  “Can I help you?”

  “You sure can, by giving a nigga a dance?” he whispered while licking his full sexy lips. He stroked his chin and admired every single curve that outlined her body. Before Cassidy could respond he had to ask. “Are those your eyes?”

  “Yes.”

  “Really?” he asked cocking his sideways.

  “Yes, really.”

  “They are beautiful,” he said staring at her intently. “So you gon’ dance wit me or what?”

  Cassidy eyed him up and down. She felt like a cougar, but she was there to have fun on her birthday, with no strings attached. Any other day she would have sent home boy packing, but she was ready to let loose. “Okay, just no funny stuff. Don’t be out there trying to bust a damn nut.”

  He laughed and stroked his chin. He was caught off guard by her choice of words. She seemed like the prissy, conservative type. “A’ight, I gotchu. Just an innocent dance,” he laughed.

  “I’ll be back,” Cassidy winked at China and Pam who both stood, with their drinks in their hands, mouths hanging open.

  “Look at this chick,” Pam said jerking her neck back as she looked over at China.

  “Yes, first the hair, then the outfit, now she out there on the dance floor bumping and grinding with strangers,” China said, as she watched her sister work it out on the dance floor. Homeboy couldn’t’ keep up with Cassidy and she had to laugh.

  China smiled glad to see her sister out having a good time. She still couldn’t believe Cassidy wore that dress; it certainly fit her body like a glove. When Cassidy first picked it out both she and Pam were skeptical, and didn’t think Cassidy would wear it because it wasn’t her taste. But as she stood there nursing her drink watching her sister shake what Pearl gave her, she had proved them both wrong.

  “Whew, tha
t was fun,” Cassidy giggled, as she walked up to the bar and ordered a rum and coke.

  China looked at her sideways, surprised at Cassidy’s drink of choice. “Cas, don’t drink too much you know you are the designated driver.”

  Cassidy nodded her head yes as she took a sip of her drink; she was used to that assignment. She didn’t mind because she didn’t plan on drinking too much anyway.”

  One hour and four screwdrivers later it was a done deal for Cassidy. For the first time in a long time Cassidy was drunk. She was having the time of her life. She’d been dancing the night away with Freedom, the tall fine drink of water that asked her to dance when she first stepped foot in the club. And just like Cassidy suspected he was just a baby, he just turned twenty-one two weeks prior. She was definitely having fun and he knew how to show a girl a good time.

  “Girl, how ‘da fuck is we getting home? Cause you ain’t driving me no where,” China slurred.

  “Sheit, I’m wondering the same thing,” Pam said taking a sip of her Long Island Iced Tea. “I just can’t believe Cas black ass out there doing the damn thing.”

  “I know right,” China laughed. She hopped off the bar stool and nearly fell back down.

  “Whoa,” Pam said catching her by the arm. “You’ve had way too much to drink.”

  China stood up and tried to catch her balance. She turned to face Pam and she momentarily got excited. “Y’all decided to come?” China asked looking over Rayna’s shoulder for Ciara.

  Rayna half smiled and waved. “Well, not exactly. Ciara said she was tired and would catch us next time.”

  China frowned in disappointment. She shook her head, mad because more than likely Cassidy was blown off once again because of Marcus.

  “Oh, well it’s her loss,” Pam said shrugging her shoulders as she downed the rest of her drink. “Come on I’m ready to shake all this ass my mama gave me.”