“Excuse me,” a voice cut into my thoughts, causing me to lift my head.
“Uh huh?” I arched my brows, as some fragile looking light-skinned cat stood before me.
“I see you sitting here by yourself. I gotta know. Are you single?”
I was contemplating on how I wanted to answer that when we were interrupted.
“Nah, she’s not.”
My head snapped around to find Jeremy standing behind me.
“Oh, okay, my bad, man,” the dude apologized, before stepping off.
Me and Jeremy locked eyes, as he licked his lips. “Who you here with?” he questioned as he sat at the table with me.
I sighed. “My mama…why aren’t you headed to Hawaii?”
He frowned. “Because you fucked that up.”
“Huh?” I scowled. “How did I do that?”
“What you mean? So, you don’t see how you spoiled that for me? The fuck was I gonna do while my brothers had their gals, and my mama and daddy were all boo’d up?”
I hunched my shoulders. “I don’t know, Jeremy.”
“You don’t know, huh? You don’t know this, and you don’t know that, but you clearly know how to carry your ass down to Planned Parenthood and kill babies, huh?”
I palmed my face, trying to control my emotions. That didn’t work and seconds later my shoulders were trembling as I bawled my eyes out.
“Come’ere, man,” he breathed, as he pulled me into his embrace. “What you crying for?” he whispered.
I sniveled. “Just a few weeks ago, we were good. I knew that everything was okay, but now I know nothing. I’m scared…I’m scared that this is over, and I don’t know what to dooo.”
For a while, we sat in silence, as I cried softly. He held me tightly, as I feared that he’d get up and leave at any second.
I clung to his shirt. “Jeremy, I’m so, so, so sorry. I thought that I was doing the right thing. I fucked up.”
“You definitely fucked up,” he spoke lowly, as I felt something wet drop on my forehead.
Lifting my head, I noticed him rubbing his eye. I frowned, trying to process this. We sat in the middle of the mall, and he’d shed a tear. That’s when it hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt the weight of what I’d done…of what I’d robbed him of. I had no right.
“Baby,” I gripped his chin. “I shouldn’t have done that. I know that now. I love you and I should’ve never decided to do that when you were against it. I know that you love me and would have done right by me…and the baby. I never doubted that. I just wanted us to live a bit more, but that was selfish of me. And I just pray that you can forgive me one day.”
He gazed into my eyes. “As bad as I wanted to hurt you…being done with you hurts me more than anything. That shit aint fair. You fucked up, but either way it goes, I’m losing. I’m losing sleep. I can’t eat, so I gotta find another way to deal with this…cause I can’t go on another day like this. I’m fucked up without you. I need you.”
My heart swelled, hearing him say that. Pulling him in, I kissed his lips.
“Nah, fuck that,” he uttered huskily, before pushing my cap up, and shoving his tongue into my mouth. Clutching the back of my neck, he took the kiss deeper.
“Ah umm,” someone cleared their throat.
I pulled back and looked up, spotting my mama.
“Yall are getting a little too comfortable, swopping spit right in front of me,” she nagged.
“My bad,” Jeremy apologized.
“Uh huh.” She folded her arms across her breasts. “So, I guess this was why you texted me, asking me where we were.”
My heart fluttered, learning that him being here at this very moment was no coincidence.
“Yeah, mama, good lookin’. I copped that Gucci bag you wanted,” he smiled.
I gasped. “Mama, you made him buy you Gucci?”
She waved me off. “Oh, girl, hush. It was the bag you wanted. He just saved me two thousand. I know you gon let me finesse a little something.”
I tittered at her silliness.
Jeremy chuckled. “How many more stores are yall hitting up?”
“I don’t know. Why?”
He licked his lips. “I’m saying. I’m trying to spend some time.”
My mama pursed her lips. “Nigga, please. Yall spending time now. You’re trying to go off somewhere and screw my daughter, Jeremy?”
He smiled mischievously. “Nah, it aint nothing like that.”
“Yeah, uh-huh, okay. Yall go’on head. Just help carry these bags to my car first, Jeremy.”
Jeremy eagerly swooped all the bags up. “Okay, let’s go. I got you.”
I smiled from ear to ear, as we traveled back to valet. My mama and Jeremy’s car were both out front, therefore, the bags were in my mama’s trunk and I was sliding into Jeremy’s Porsche seconds later.
Waking up that morning I couldn’t have imagined that I’d be riding shot gun with him by the afternoon. Life was funny as hell, and I had so much joy in my heart, right then. Peering over at Jeremy, he gave me a wink, as he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers.
I smiled brightly. “Jeremy?”
He furrowed his brows.
“Ooh, boy, I love you so. I’m never ever gonna let you go. I hope you feel the same way too,” I playfully sang.
His head fell back with laughter. “Why do I always feel like you finessing me, girl?”
I shook my head with a grin. “I just can’t hide how I feel. My bad if that’s too heavy for you.”
“Nah,” he licked his lips, growing serious. “I can handle it. You got me open like a muthafucka, I can’t lie. Shit, you got me even when I don’t want you to.”
I tucked my lips into my mouth. “I just don’t want this situation to hinder us in the future. I know that I’m not perfect, but I promise to be careful with your heart. Just please don’t switch up on me.”
He nodded. “I’m not gonna lie. You gotta redeem yourself and make some shit right. And me…I’ma try my best to fairly give you the opportunity to make shit right.”
I nodded, accepting his declaration. Still, I found myself strategizing my next moves to secure my spot in his heart.
Jeremy pulled up to his parents’ while still holding my hand. I smiled, thinking that was so cute. He eventually released his hold, as we climbed out of his truck. He led the way, before unlocking the front door, and pushing the door open. It didn’t cross my mind until we crossed the threshold, but we were completely alone, as everybody else was gone on vacation.
“It’s so quiet in here,” I commented, as I glanced around.
“I know,” he agreed, locking the door behind us.
I spun around and studied him. He licked his lips, causing my clit to thump. I twisted up to him, clutching his chin. “You know that I love you, right?”
He nodded. “I love you too.”
Not wasting another second, I tilted his head down to me and slobbered him down. The kiss was flat out nasty as I sucked on his tongue, reminding him of how I treated his dick. Hastily, I clutched his belt, swiftly unbuckling it, before easing a hand into his pants. Stroking him, I pulled his stiffness out of his boxers. Tugging lightly, I guided him over to the stairs, where I sat down and hungrily took him into my mouth.
“Awww shit,” he hissed, as he knelt, gripping my bra to release my breasts. I took him down my throat, as he gently stroked a nipple.
“Ummm,” I moaned on his dick, as spittle dripped down my chest.
“Damn, you so fucking nasty,” he gritted, while gazing down at me.
I cuffed his balls, while deep throating him. His head fell back, as he knocked my cap completely off my head, before running his fingers through my hair.
“Shit, I swear I love your ass,” he huffed, letting me know that I had him right where I wanted him.
I moved my head in a circle, getting real sloppy with it.
“Okay, okay,” he exhaled, as his dick plopped out of my mouth. “I aint trying to nut
, right now. Let me fuck somethin’.”
Obediently, I stood up, and eased my own pants down. Once they were at my feet, I kicked them off. I then grabbed his hand, getting him to take my place on the steps. He pushed his boxers and jeans down to his knees, before I straddled him backwards. Holding onto the rail of the stairs, I slowly sat on his dick. I could feel him opening me, until he was practically in my stomach.
“Ssssss,” I hissed, trying to take every inch of him, even though I knew that it was virtually impossible. His dick was literally too big to be balls deep inside of me. There were always a few inches remaining, even after he’d hit rock bottom.
He chuckled. “Now, you know that you’re trying to take more than you can handle.”
I glanced back at him. “Oh, you think this is a game, huh?”
Jeremy
“Oh, you think this is a game, huh?” Jhyrah asked me.
Before I could respond, she grabbed her knees, and bounced on my dick. She shouted out, as her ass smacked my thighs. She was bravely slamming completely down, which she’d never done before. I fell back onto my elbows, while watching her take the dick.
She caught me off guard, when she leaned forward, placing both palms on the steps below. She then wobbled her ass, twerking on the dick. My mouth fell open, as I could feel my toes curling in my Jordans.
“Bae,” she panted. “Stand…stand up.”
“Stand up?” I repeated, making sure that I was hearing her correctly.
“Yeaaaaaah.”
Gripping her hips tightly, I stood up, while still planted deeply within her. Somehow, she arched her back, and continued to fuck me. I was holding on, letting her have her way, when she opened her legs, until one touched the wall, while the other was pressed against the stairs railing. My jaw dropped as she did a Chinese split, while upside down. I now had a clear view of my dick stretching her open. The pussy was hugging me, as she popped her back.
“What the fuck?” I found myself mumbling. Before her, I’d had my share of freaks, but none of them were quite like this. Jhyrah was on some other shit.
Two hours later, we’d traveled from the living room to the bathtub. She was still on top, squatting. I stroked her clit, while I watched her thick cream coat my dick. She had me feeling all types of shit, as I relished in how good it felt to be inside of her. That pussy was home for me, and she had better not do anything to fuck that up, again.
“You act like you can’t get enough of this dick,” I breathed.
“I…I can’t,” she panted, bouncing up and down. She tightened her muscles around me.
“You doing all that, and I bet you aint been back to the doctor. I done busted too many times to count. You better hope you don’t get pregnant again, cause aint no getting rid of it, next time around. It’s either you having it or losing your life. Those are your only options.”
She nodded, before kissing me. “I’ll never do that again, I promise. If it happens again, I promise to you have your baby. On everything I love.”
Chapter 12
Jeremy
“Main, that don’t make no damn sense,” Big Jahrein grumbled.
“I know,” Jared co-signed, as he stroked his waves.
I shook my head, listening to their gripes. “Aye, yall know how she is, so I don’t know what yall were expecting. The girl changes clothes three times a day.”
Jared cut his eyes at me. “Nigga…we aint you. You’re immune to her slaving you, while you jump to her commands. I bet she got your wallet in her purse, right now.”
I sucked my teeth. “You know that I always lose it, so she’s holding onto it for me.”
He chuckled. “Do you hear yourself?”
Big Jahrein scratched his forehead. “My daughter tries to hold onto everybody’s wallet. Including mine.”
We all shared a laugh, as we traveled to Big Jahrein and Raven’s rented Benz. We’d just finished carrying all the boxes of Jhyrah’s clothes into her dorm room, which was really too small for all her belongings. She’d sent her clothes to me and my brother’s apartment a few days ahead of her flying out, because it was too much shit to fly with. Her parents had flown in with her to help her get situated, therefore she’d practically sat back while everyone else prepped her room for her. With her spoiled ass.
“Aye, Jared, go see if Raven is done decorating the room, while me and Jeremy run to the store, right quick,” Big Jahrein ordered, as we stepped up to the rental.
My brother simply nodded, before jogging back towards the dorm rooms. Knowing that I was about to get grilled, I eased into the passenger’s seat, while Jahrein hopped in on the driver’s side. Silence filled the car, as he backed out of a parking spot.
Licking his lips, he began. “You excited about this year?”
“I guess,” I shrugged. “It’s a little different this time. I know what to expect, so I’m cool.”
He nodded, while gripping the steering wheel. “Well, I know that Jhyrah is like fish out of water. This is all new to her.”
“True.”
“Right, so, I hope yall pace yourselves. Enjoy this college shit. There’s gonna be plenty of time for all the shit that follows. The real world outside of this is highly stressful and you’ll be praying for simpler days.”
I bobbed my head. “My pops tells me that all the time.”
“Well, he’s telling you right. I’m sure he peeps the vibe between you and Jhyrah. I think that he can process it different because she’s my daughter and you’re his son. It’s different. Overall, I know that you got her back, so I try my best to let yall be. I just wanna remind you to always respect my little girl, man. Treat her right…and use condoms. I mean, if getting some is a problem, I can stock up for you, before we catch our flight.”
I slyly grinned, as I gazed out of the window. “Mannnn,” I stressed.
“Lil’ nigga, don’t sit over there fronting. I know what it is. I just pray every night that yall get it right. The world is at your fingertips and I just feel that you should take the time to live. You and Jhyrah. Babies and all that…should be years down the line. You feel me?” he extended his hand.
I shook his hand firmly. “I feel you.”
He nodded again. “Alright, then. That’s what I wanna hear. Stay focused and live this life. Everything else will fall in place. I promise.”
***
“Alright, mama, I’ll talk to you later,” I spoke into my cell, before ending the call.
My mama had called, as me and Jhyrah were leaving a little Mexican spot, after grabbing something to eat. Big Jahrein and Mama Raven had left to catch their flights a few hours ago, and I had to practically pry Jhyrah away from her mama. She’d forced me to follow them, as they returned their rental car, and then hopped in the car with us. Then they stood outside of the airport clinging to one another, crying their eyes out. I knew then that Jhyrah was gonna have to go through the motions with being so far away from home.
Glancing up, I realized that she’d entered her room.
“You’re finally by yourself, I see,” I heard her roommate chatter. She was a light-skinned black chick, who I’d see around campus. A few of my teammates had smashed, so I was assuming that she was friendly with the pussy.
Jhyrah responded. “Well, not re—”
“I was waiting for your parents to leave,” the roommate cut her off. “I said to myself, ‘she’s gorgeous and can definitely be my turn-up partner’. I know everybody, and my cousin is Nipsey Hustle, so I can definitely get us into just about any club or party. Plus, I know a few of his boys, who’d love you. Please believe me.”
Shaking my head, I stepped into the room. “You sound like a real party animal, lil’ mama.”
The girl giggled, like she hadn’t just sputtered some disrespectful shit. She’d seen me with Jhyrah, yet she was trying to introduce her to the next nigga. “Oh, I didn’t know that you were with her. You’re Jeremy Wiltz Junior, right? Our star running back.”
I nodded.
“So…are you guys related?”
Jhyrah frowned and I furrowed my brows. “What made you think that?” I asked.
“Well, because you and your brother seemed rather familiar with her parents…in a way that says yall are family. Am I wrong?”
Jhyrah poked out her bottom lip. “I see how you could think that.”
“But nah,” I spoke up. “We’re definitely not related.”
“Ooh,” her mouth snapped closed.
Jhyrah tittered. “It’s okay, girl. You didn’t know.”
“So, you guys are together, right?”
Jhyrah nodded.
“Well, okay. Now, it makes sense. I’ve heard several girls say that he’s mean and wouldn’t give them the time of the day. Now I know why.”
Jhyrah grinned from ear to ear. “Oh, you’ve been a good boy, huh?” she kissed my lips. “I definitely have something for that.”
I smirked. “Yeah, I hear you.”
She flopped down on her bed and I scowled. “What you doing?”
“What?” Jhyrah looked confused. “I’m sitting on my bed. What’s the problem?”
“I’m saying,” I licked my lips. “Gather your stuff, so we can go.”
“Ooh,” she uttered, as she stood up.
“Yeah, you can get adjusted to this little box later.”
“Whatever,” she snickered, as she tossed clothes into her Louie nap sack. Knowing that classes started on Monday, she grabbed everything she’d need. “Here.” she handed me the bag to carry.
I then held the door open for her, as she sauntered out into the hallway. Glancing back, I realized that her roommate was staring. “See you around, lil’ mama. Don’t party too hard.”
Her forehead crinkled. “You say that like she’s not my roommate. We’ll definitely get better acquainted. See you later.”
“Nah, I doubt that. Like I said, see you around.” I allowed the door to close behind me. Whatever little plans she had were postponed indefinitely, because Jhyrah had spent her first and last day in that room. On everything I love.
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