by J Peach
She was definitely right, I was pissed.
“What the fuck would make you wanna stay with a nigga like that? A mothafucka who would do this shit to you.” I didn’t get females. The shit didn’t make sense to me.
She pushed my hand away and yanked her shirt back down. “Don’t do that, Jerome. You can’t begin to know what the fuck I went through before I got with that man, so don’t sit here trying to pass judgment on who I’ve been with or why,” she snapped at me and turned to walk away, but I stopped her.
Janessa confused me. She seemed so damn headstrong, smart, and outspoken. So, for someone like her to end up in a relationship like that didn’t make sense to me. Even so, I wasn’t trying to make her mad. Hell, I was trying to be pissed at that punk-ass mothafucka Montrell.
“Calm down, I ain’t trying to pass judgment on shit, dead ass. Maybe I should’ve worded that differently, but I ain’t tryna offend you or shit like that.”
She ran a hand over her messy hair and sighed. “I know you didn’t. That’s just you, but I’m serious, Jerome, leave this alone. What’s done is done. He left here bruised up too. I really just wanna put this behind me and continue to move forward with my life. So, promise me you’re not going to do anything to him?” There was a silent plea in her voice.
Although I didn’t mean it, I nodded at her request. “I won’t touch him.”
She eyed me for a long while before laughing lowly. “I don’t believe you at all, just so you know.”
I shrugged while snaking my arm around her waist, making sure not to touch her side too hard. “That’s your choice, sweetheart. You know what this means now that you’re officially single?” My thumb stroked her chin as I tilted her head back.
She bit the corner of her lip that wasn’t sore as she tried not to smile. “What? You can have sex with me now?”
My brows shot up at that, and I laughed. “You got a dirty ass mind, Janessa. Is that all you think about when you’re with me?”
She opened then closed her mouth before she pushed me in the chest. “No, but I know that’s what you’ve been wanting to do, so don’t try to play me.”
My hands went up at her defensive tone. “Aye, honest to God, I wasn’t even thinking about fuckin’ you or no shit like that.” I drew a cross over my chest to let her know that I was serious as hell. “I was dead ass talking about taking you out to eat or some shit. I mean, we can squeeze fuckin’ in there, if you wanna.”
Janessa’s hands went to her face as she laughed. “Well, you should’ve said that instead of making me think about sex.” I started to say something else, but she waved her hand, cutting me off. “No, I can’t go on a date with you, Jerome. Not while you’re still my student.”
“Stop worrying about that shit, and let me take care of all that.” I didn’t know how the fuck I was going to take care of shit, especially when I didn’t know the first fuckin’ thing about dating nobody. “Just say yeah, Nessa.”
Her lips pursed, and she nodded. “Yes, Jerome, I’ll go out with you.”
“Bet.” Tilting her head back, I kissed her.
Janessa fisted the front of my shirt and kissed me back.
“Sss…” she hissed and pulled back, touching her lip. “Sorry…” she mumbled, covering her mouth.
“Stop apologizing for shit. Yo’ ass just can’t be nasty with me until you heal up.” Even though I tried to make her laugh, I was mad as hell at how that nigga did her.
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed me once more. “What are we doing, Jerome?” She motioned between us.
I shrugged. “Getting to know each other. We don’t need no labels or shit right now, especially with you just getting out of a relationship. Just know you’re mine, and I got you no matter what. I’ight?”
“No labels, right.” She chuckled and rolled her eyes at my claim on her. “But I am here if you need me also. I mean that. For anything at all, I’m here.”
I felt she meant that on a deeper level, some more personal shit that I wasn’t ready to talk about. I nodded no less. “Appreciate it. Let me ask you this. How the hell you end up living in this hotel?”
She pointed to me. I mimicked her action, and she nodded. “Yeah, because of you. The first time you snapped at Montrell, he thought we were sleeping together and put us out. That’s when I knew it was time for me to leave. If he could do that to not only me but my kids, he wasn’t right for us, especially when he knew we were once homeless. I’m just thankful I had money saved from him and my previous job that I could afford to live here for as long as I have been. But, yeah, once he threw us out, I couldn’t stay with him. At that point, he wasn’t just hurting me, but them, and I couldn’t allow that.”
As I listened to her speak, I knew for sure she wasn’t shit like my moms. On top of that, I felt kind of bad because she got kicked out of her crib because of my ass.
“Damn…” My hand rubbed over my mouth. I honestly didn’t know what to say to her. “Why you never told me that shit? On top of that, you was still nice as fuck to me. Man.” I leaned back on the sofa and just stared at her. I was dead ass lost for words.
Janessa just shrugged. “I don’t know… I probably should’ve kicked you out, called your P.O. or something, huh?”
“Shid, something. Damn.”
I didn’t know how, but I was most definitely going to make that shit up to her. Shorty had been through way too much. That kind of explained why her damn son was so fuckin’ grown. I felt bad for her ass and everything she had gone through. It also made sense as to why she ended up with that punk ass nigga Montrell.
“Don’t go feeling all bad for me. It wasn’t really on you. Trell has always been like that. A guy could glance at me for a second too long, and he’ think I knew them or something. This was bound to happen someday.” She shrugged as if it was nothing.
That shit was fuckin’ with me, though.
“I met yo’ son today.” Changing the subject was the best thing for us to do. Even so, I was definitely gonna make that shit up to her.
“Kaeden? How? Where? How did you know it was my son?” She sat up straight, seeming curious as hell.
I chuckled, thinking about that little dude. “His school made a trip to the gym. I didn’t know who the hell he was at first, but that little mothafucka hit me with a ball twice.”
“Kae, hit you with a ball? Why? What did you do to him?” She glared hard at me.
I pointed to myself. “Me? I didn’t do shit. I was working out and got hit with a damn ball. When I gave the shit back to him, his ass hit me again,” I explained while laughing. “He remembered my ass and just started chatting with me. Little dude cool as hell, though. That mothafucka like a little ass adult.”
Janessa’s hand went to her mouth. “Oh, my God, and you talked to him?” She seemed so shocked.
I nodded slowly, not understanding why she seemed so surprised. “Yeah, why you saying it like that? I ain’t do shit to his ass.”
“Oh, my God,” she repeated. “Jerome, you talked to my son like that.” She pointed to me. I was confused as hell as to what she was saying. Again, she pointed to me. “You were cussing and being rude as hell while talking to him,” she accused me.
My mouth opened and then closed because I couldn’t deny that shit. “I mean—”
“Oh, my God. The first time he cusses, I’m blaming you.”
“Yo, fuck you, Janessa.” I couldn’t even blame her for that reaction. Laughing, I shrugged. Even so, I wondered how the hell he acted in front of his momma if she didn’t know his little ass be cussing.
Janessa started laughing before a groan left her mouth, and she grabbed her side. “I’m playing with you.” Her laughter slowly died down. “Thanks for coming over here. I needed this laugh. The past couple of days have been crazy for me, especially with me being locked in this room. So, thanks for caring enough to check on me.”
Licking my lips, I nodded, and her eyes went to my mouth. “Of course, I had to check on you. Yo
’ ass just memorize my damn number, so I ain’t going crazy worrying about you.” My hand grasped the nape of her neck. I leaned into her, but she went back.
“I will,” she mumbled, brushing her lips against mine. Again, I moved in to kiss her, and like before, she moved back.
“Why you playing with me, Janessa?” I leaned into her again, that time forcing her to lie back on the couch. I got between her thick thighs, and she wrapped her arms around my waist.
“You can kiss me now.” She leaned up and bit my bottom lip then sucked it into her mouth.
I grunted into her mouth as my dick quickly got hard. “Janessa, I ain’t trying to hurt you.”
She smiled against my mouth. “I know, so kiss me soft…” She licked over my bottom lip, but before shit could get too heated, an alarm went off. “Shit!” she groaned.
“What’s that?”
She let out a sigh. “The alarm letting me know it’s time to get the kids. Since I don’t have a phone, I’ve been using that.”
I got off her and then helped her up. “I’mma get out of here then.” I took my phone out and handed it to her. “Answer it when I call. If anybody calls it, just tell them to call Nelly’s phone. I’ll bring you another phone either tomorrow or the day after.”
She looked surprised and tried to hand it back. “No, I can’t take your phone, and you don’t need to get me another one. I’ll get one, I’ve just been waiting until I’ve healed up to go out and get me one.”
“Well, I can’t wait that long to talk to you, so keep it and answer when I call. And if you need anything, just call Jonell’s phone. Now, gone get ready. I’ll walk you out.”
“Thank you. I’ll answer it, and I promise I won’t go through it.” She quickly added that ending bit.
I laughed at that. “If I had anything to hide, I wouldn’t have given yo’ ass my phone to begin with. Now, gone ’head.”
Janessa turned away from me, and I followed her into a bedroom. She quickly stripped out of her pajama bottoms, and I groaned when I saw that she didn’t have on any panties.
“Damn…”
She glanced over at me and chuckled. “Don’t look.”
“How long do you got before you have to leave for real?” I asked while walking into the room.
“Fifteen minutes, the time I need to get myself ready. Why…” Her words trailed off as my hand moved across her big, round ass.
“All I need is five of those minutes.” My hand slapped her ass. I wanted to play in her pussy and see how that shit felt. Even so, I definitely was gonna fuck with her.
Janessa started laughing. “Five minutes? Nothing can be done in that short amount of time, Jerome. Get out, I’m not about to play with you right now.” She pointed to the opened door.
“Let me prove you wrong. Bet?” I was already turning her to the bed. I then grabbed the phone and set a timer for five minutes.
She saw the timer and laughed before rolling her eyes. “You got five minutes.”
I wasted no time kissing her before laying her back on the bed. Pushing her thighs apart, my fingers quickly found her pussy, and shorty was wet as hell. After stroking deep in her soaking love box, I pulled out and brought my mouth to her pussy, sucking on her swollen pearl.
“Ooh, God, Jerome!” She moaned as her hand gripped the back of my head.
As bad as I wanted to devour her pussy, I wasn’t going to. Janessa’s hand tightened on the back of my head as I tried to pull away.
“No, don’t stop!” she whined while urging me back to her pussy. My tongue slid into her soaking tunnel, and her hips rose, grinding against my mouth. “Ooh, God, just like that,” she moaned.
Grabbing her hand, I pulled it from my head and stood up. Once my jeans came undone, I leaned over her. My lips pressed against hers, cutting off her whine. My hands grabbed her thighs, pushing them up and causing her to grunt. I stopped kissing her, but she pulled my lips back down to hers.
“Ah!” Janessa broke the kiss with a gasp and an arch of her back as I thrust deep into her soaking, throbbing tunnel.
The way her pussy gripped and sucked around my dick had me groaning against her shoulder. Even though I had spent most of my teen years in prison, that didn’t mean I was a stranger to sex. I had fucked several females before I got locked up, and once I was inside, I fucked most of the female correctional officers, but none of the chicks I’ve had sex with had a pussy that felt so fuckin’ good. The grip her pussy had was like no other. The whole purpose of me doing all that was just to tease her and have her yearning for me once I left.
That shit was no longer the case as I started to stroke her deeply. “Fuck!” I groaned as her pussy clenched around my dick. My hips pulled back, only leaving the tip inside her. I then thrust deep into her tight, wet cave. “Gotdamn, Nessa.”
“Ooh, shit, Jerome. Oh, my God!” Janessa arched as I thrust into her several times. I went to pull out of her, but she tightly gripped my lower back. “No, no, no, don’t stop.” The phone went off at that moment. “No!” She looked at the phone as if she was in disbelief that it had gone off. I pounded into her, not wanting to stop either because she felt so damn good. Janessa’s head fell back, and her lips parted as loud moans spilled from her mouth.
Once I felt her body tighten, knowing she was about to reach her climax, I pulled out of her completely.
“No!” she whined while making a grab for me, seeming desperate to pull me back.
My eyes slid to her glistening pussy before going to my dick, which was coated in her juices. I wanted to be back inside of her, but I resisted the urge to jump her ass. I slipped my hard dick back into my jeans.
I should’ve thought the whole teasing her thing through. Shid, I didn’t expect her pussy to feel that damn good. Then again, I should’ve known her shit had a killer grip from how it milked my fingers.
Grabbing her arms, I helped her off the bed. My arms snaked around her waist as I kissed her. I squeezed Janessa’s ass tightly before smacking her cheeks, causing a moan to slip from her mouth. My dick painfully strained against my jeans. I didn’t know what the fuck I was thinking by messing with her ass, knowing she had to go.
Groaning, I released her and stepped back. “If you ain’t have to go get your damn shorties, I would be fuckin’ the shit out yo’ ass right now, no lie. But I ain’t gonna hold you up. Gone get ready.”
“Are you about to leave?” she asked while pulling on a pair of panties and some black jeans.
“I’mma wait until you’re ready and walk you to yo’ ride.” I laid back on her bed and watched as she made her face up and did her hair. “Let me ask you this…” I sat up on my elbows, staring at her.
“Okay, ask whatever you want.”
“How many niggas have you been with?” After feeling how tight her pussy was, I knew she wasn’t ran through. Janessa’s grip was a mothafuckin’ killer. Although Janessa had on makeup, I could see that she was flushed from my question.
She looked away from me and focused back on doing her makeup. “That’s a conversation we’ll have on our first date.”
I laughed and decided to let it go until then.
Three Days Later
“Okay, now spill the damn tea. I’ve given you your space to get better, and now I need to know everything, Nessa. Jerome popped up at your room, and what happened?” Rochelle was smiling ear from ear as she leaned against my desk, waiting for my response. I didn’t say anything; my lips just twisted as I made sure I had everything I needed for the days’ lesson. “Come on, Nessa, I need some gossip. I tell you everything.”
I looked away from the papers on my desk to her and laughed. “Yeah, your ass over shares everything.”
“So what? I still tell you everything about Mac, although I don’t think it’s going to go anywhere. Now, tell me what happened when he showed up,” she excitedly urged.
I then held up Jerome’s cellphone. “We just talked, that’s it, and he gave me his phone since mine is busted.”
/> Rochelle’s lips twisted. “So, he gave you his phone… Have you gone through it?”
My brow cocked at her question. “What the hell? No! I didn’t. Why the hell would I go through that man’s phone?” My eyes rolled at her, and I simply shook my head.
“Well, just tell me if you gave him some cooch.”
I felt my eyes widen at her blunt question before I broke out laughing. “Rochelle, you need help. No, I didn’t give him any cooch. No, no, no!” I glanced away from her because I couldn’t take her damn grin, and I really didn’t want to give myself away. Even so, I felt the blush creep up on my cheeks.
“You know you wanna tell me, so gone head and spill it all.” Rochelle continued to urge me.
Sadly, I really did want to gush about the whole ordeal with Jerome. It was just so strange to like someone as much as I did him. I never expected to want another man as much as I wanted him, especially given our age difference. Not only that, but I had just officially gotten out of my relationship with Montrell.
Although a part of me felt like everything was moving too fast with Jerome, there was a whole other side that didn’t mind it. I just felt that Jerome was different and wouldn’t hurt me. It was the little things he did that made me realize that.
I wasn’t going to tell Rochelle about any sexual acts that took place between Jerome and me, but I was going to vent to her, nonetheless.
“Fine… I didn’t give him none, but…” I bit my lower lip and groaned. I felt like a freaking teenager with a crush. “I think I really like him, even though he’s a bit rude and doesn’t know the first thing about dating. Rochelle, he’s so caring in his own way. The feeling he gives me is different from anything I’ve ever felt before. It’s this gut-wrenching excitement that hums through my entire body and makes me want to be around him. And oddly, Kaeden likes him.” I couldn’t contain my smile as I spoke about him. It was just strange to me because we hadn’t even been on a date, and there I was, liking him.
Rochelle let out a breath. “I wasn’t expecting you to say that. I knew you were attracted to him, but I didn’t think you would have real feelings for him so soon. On top of that, Kae likes him? I didn’t know you were even bringing him around the kids.” She really seemed surprised by what I had told her.