by A'zayler
He rubbed his hand from my head down my neck. “It’s okay. I can handle it.”
The shower was quiet as we allowed the water to run over our bodies. His hand still soothingly rubbed my neck and head, but no words were exchanged. The atmosphere was heavy, and I could appreciate it. That meant he hadn’t brushed me off. Lord knows I knew all too well how that felt.
“If I fall in love with you, do you think you’d be able to handle it and like, love me back the right way?”
Oh shit! That’s what he’d been thinking. “Yeah, I mean, I hope so. I’ve never been in love with a man, so I’m not sure if I even know what love is supposed to feel like, but I know how strongly I feel and think about you, so I can figure it out.”
One minute I was on the floor, and the next I was being lifted into the air. Egypt had lifted me from the floor and sat me sideways on his lap.
“I’ll show you if you show me back. I want to be in love too.” He briefly held his head down. “I haven’t felt real love since my mama died. Before that, I’d gotten my heart broken by this stupid girl, and that shit wasn’t easy.”
I wanted to tell him that I would be different because I wanted to believe that I would be, but I wasn’t sure. However, I knew I could try, so I turned in his lap to face him. I pulled his face toward me and slid him my tongue. He sucked on it eagerly while hugging me closer to him. When we pulled away, I hugged his head to my chest and pecked the side of his forehead.
“We can try together. I’ll change for you.”
A soft bite to my shoulder followed by a kiss in the same spot had me shivering. “I know because I’ll change you.”
Chapter 13
-Egypt
I couldn’t believe myself right then. I was seriously sitting here staring at this girl while she scrambled me some eggs. Azayna wasn’t paying me the smallest bit of attention, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I’d been trying to for a minute and hadn’t been successful yet. I was hoping like hell that I wasn’t sprung off the ass just yet, even though it had been nothing less than the best both times I’d been up in it.
Maybe it was her sad ass story or her perfect face, I didn’t damn know. All I did know was that my mind had been clear all morning, and I felt well rested. Not one time had I thought about the block or anything else that normally troubled me on a daily basis. It was weird too because even though this infatuated feeling I had at the moment was new, I welcomed it. Wanted it bad as hell to be for real.
Normally, when I fucked off, I did what I did and kept my mind in a different place, but it hadn’t been like that either time with her. The first time had been heavy too, but last night had been totally different for me. I could tell it was for her too because she’d been acting happy all morning. She’d been smiling, giggling, and cracking jokes since we’d gotten out of bed two hours prior.
At first, her vivacious personality had caught me off guard because I was used to her being this mean girl with a smart mouth, but I was happy that she was showing me different. The happy Azayna had me cracking up with laughter all morning. Like, right then, she’d just put the spatula down and was bent over in the middle of the kitchen shaking her ass.
“Come get you some, daddy.” She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me.
I grinned back at her hard as hell. Probably showing all my teeth. “You better not burn my damn eggs up trying to be hot.”
Her soft giggles carried through the kitchen as she bent over farther and bounced her ass harder. My eyes followed it too. Even if she did burn them eggs up, I didn’t give a fuck because the show she was giving me right then was worth it. In nothing but a black thong and a t-shirt that stopped at her waist, her ass was everywhere.
Her brown skin was free of everything except stretch marks, and I was cool with that because I loved stretch marks. It may have sounded fucked up, but stretch marks on a woman’s ass turned me all the way on. Maybe it was because stretch marks normally came with a wagon load of ass to go with them. Azayna’s wasn’t the biggest, but she had enough to make it clap on my dick, and that was good enough for me.
“Egypppttt,” she sang my name as she turned around and hopped up on the counter. “Come get you some, sexy.” Her manicured hands had just slid between her open thighs and stopped over her panties.
I bit my bottom lip and scratched the side of my head. “Why you fucking with me? I’m already hungry as hell. I’ll be eating on your pussy all day if you keep this shit up.”
I swear on my mama when she slid her panties to the side and rubbed one of her fingers up and down her pussy, all self-restraint I’d had went out of the window. I practically jumped over the counter to get to her. Her smiling face was bright as she gapped her legs open a little more. As soon as I was close to her, she grabbed the back of my head and pushed me toward her love. She ain’t have to do that shit, though. I had already been headed there with my mouth wide open.
Her eyes rolled briefly as I squatted in front of her. Since she wanted to play with me, I had to show her ass who was boss. I draped both of her legs in the crook of my arms before grabbing her waist and carrying her to the kitchen table. I took a seat at the head of it and lay her back. With nothing but her dripping wet pussy in my face, I leaned forward and got me some.
“Egypt, oh my goodness.” She moaned breathlessly.
I slurped real hard, making her sexy ass shiver. “You wanted me to get me some, right?” I watched her nod her head up and down. “Well, feed it to me then.”
“I got you, boo.” She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face back between her thighs.
I probably couldn’t even explain how much I loved when she did that. Azayna was a real take-charge sex partner, and that made me want to go just as hard. She was working her body against my face so good that I really ain’t have to do nothing but stick my tongue out for her to ride, and she would handle the rest.
With her stickiness all over my lips and chin, I rubbed her thighs softly, coaxing along her building orgasm. I could tell she was close because her breathing had picked up, and her thighs were trembling in my hands.
“Get it, Egypt. Hurry up, handsome, get it,” she told me as if she was leaving me any choice.
She had a death grip on my head. Even if I wanted to move, which I didn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to. Azayna didn’t fuck around when it was time to get that feeling. Her ass was ferocious, and I loved it. It was different from a lot of women I’d dealt with, and since I planned to actually give this a try and get to know her, I had to get used to it.
“Yeahhh.” I sat back in my chair and just rubbed between her legs. I enjoyed the way it thumped beneath my touch while watching her lay sprawled out in front of me trying to catch her breath.
When her breathing finally returned to normal, I pulled her up so that she was sitting on the table. She looked tired as hell as she sat there looking at me with a smirk on her face.
“Your nasty ass. Can’t even feed a nigga without getting your pussy ate.” I leaned over and pecked the inside of her thighs before sitting back up.
“I honestly didn’t intend for you to do that. I really was just dancing for you, but once you started looking at me all sexy and shit, I wanted you. So, technically, this is your fault.” She shrugged then slid from the table and into my lap.
My arms immediately went around her waist. “Hush that noise, girl. You knew what you were doing, shaking your naked ass in front of me, talking about come get some.” I scoffed. “You can’t try me about some pussy and think I’m not coming to get it.” I chuckled cockily. “I’ma always come get that shit and beat it or eat it up when I get to it.”
Her bashful laughter sounded sexy as ever as I sat there rubbing her back. “Well, if you’re going to always come get it, I’ma always throw it at you.”
I smiled hard at her before taking her lips with mine. I kissed her for a long time, letting her grind in my lap and rub all over my dreads in the process. When she finally pulled away, her
eyes were closed, and she was smacking her lips.
“I see why you be in my pussy the way you do.” She snickered. “I taste sweet as fuck.”
See there she was again, making me laugh. She and I both. “Get your fast ass in there and cook me some more eggs, because I know they’re burnt up.”
“Nah, they’re probably cold, but not burned. I’d turned them off before I started shaking my ass for you.”
I playfully pushed her face. “See, you’re full of shit. You just told me you didn’t have any plans to fuck with me for real.”
She grabbed both of my ears and placed a sloppy kiss on my forehead. “I didn’t for real. I just thought you was gon’ come put your dick on me. Rub it on my ass a little bit or something. Had I known you were about to eat my damn soul from my body, I would have better prepared myself.”
She maneuvered her way from lap while fixing her thong back the right way. I had slid that shit so far over that it wasn’t covering shit.
“You keep this behavior up, and I ain’t gon’ have time to do nothing else. I’ma be too tired from loving on you.”
She blushed hard as hell, and it was the cutest shit ever. I swear. Clearly, she liked the sound of me loving on her, and truth be told, I did too. Whatever was drawing me to her in this moment was appreciated. I’d been so back and forth for months now, trying to decide what to do with my pain and the feelings I was harboring. This peaceful time I was spending with Azayna made me feel free.
My mind was at ease, and I was actually happy. True enough, it had only been a few hours that I’d been this way with her, but it felt good. These days, that was good enough for me. Life was short, and I just wanted to love and be loved. I’d desired it from my high school sweetheart, and that bitch had damn near killed my heart, then I further flatlined after my mama left me. I’d been done with anything that had to do with love unless it was regarding my sister and Auto.
The kind of love I wanted didn’t come from family, and it didn’t involve all that painful shit. It was sex, conversation, laughs, and more sex with cold eggs on the side.
“Why you so quiet all of a sudden?” Azayna’s voice brought me out of the trance I’d been in while looking at her.
When my eyes focused back on her, she too looked serious. I stretched my legs out in front of me while looking her up and down.
“Tell me why you’re giving me another chance after the way I did you when we were kids.”
I saw her chest sink a little through her t-shirt as she looked off toward the kitchen. Her face had even dimmed from how bright it had been all morning. I could tell without her even saying anything that what I’d done had to have hurt really bad. The pain was written all over her face, so it was obviously still there.
“Never mind, don’t tell me. Just know I’m sincerely sorry for it.”
“I know you are, and that’s why I’m giving you another chance.”
“Good.” I stood to my feet and went to her. “Go ahead and finish the food. I’ll wait for you in the living room.”
She looked back at me with somewhat of an alarmed look on her face. “Why you can’t sit back at the counter like you was before?”
I grabbed the back of her leg and pulled her back to me. “I can if you want me to.”
“I do.” She spoke quickly.
I stood up and wrapped both of my arms around her small body. When she was secured in my arms, I kissed all over the side of her neck and face while walking us into the kitchen. Once she was back at the stove, I placed three kisses on the back of her neck before whispering in her ear.
“Don’t start no more shit.”
I could see her cheeks curve from her smile.
“I’ma watch you make these eggs, but I don’t want no more of that shaking and seductive shit. You feel me?” My words were quiet and making goosebumps pop up all over her skin.
It was a comical sight to behold, but that was just one more thing that drew me to her. The way she reacted beneath my voice made me feel like I owned her, and that was a turn on all by itself.
“I want to feel you.” She turned her head to the side so that she could look at me out the corner of her eye.
My hands slid up her thighs and cupped both of her ass cheeks. “I want to feel you too. Feed me some food, and I’ll make love to you after I eat. Cool?”
Her body shivered in my arms and made my dick hard. Just when I was about to let her go, she had to go and do that shit.
“Azayna, you have to stop this shit, baby. You’re making it hard for me to control myself.”
She leaned back into me, and I held her closer. “I’m sorry.”
I kissed her shoulder. “Don’t be. I need it.” I kissed her face once more before walking over to the barstool next to her counter that I’d been sitting on earlier.
As soon as I was out of her space, she went right back to cooking. She was so lost in her element that I figured I could run and grab my phone without her missing me too much. I slid out of my spot on the chair and headed back to her bedroom. I dug through my pants pocket and removed it. As soon as the screen lit up, I saw Logan’s name. She’d called once and texted twice. I was about to call her back but changed my mind. I wanted a little more alone time with Azayna. I’d call her back later.
I scrolled through my missed alerts a few more times before stopping on Master’s number. Tapping my screen twice so I could call back, I stood still while it rang. When he answered, I waited for him to say something.
“Egypt, what’s up, young gunna?”
“Shit. What’s up?” I asked and headed back toward the kitchen.
I could smell the food cooking, and it was making my stomach growl.
“I heard about the shit yesterday, and you already know how I feel about that shit.”
I did know, and because I did, I knew what was coming next. “Your boy, Joshua, cancel that nigga.”
“Aight.” I was about to hang up, but he was still talking.
“Have you talked to my baby?”
I contemplated not telling him what was up but figured I might as well. “Yeah, she’s good. I got her with me.”
Azayna looked back at me, probably trying to figure out who I could be talking to. I looked away from her nosey ass because she needed to mind her business. I could handle this.
Master was quiet at first before laughing. “I knew it wouldn’t be long before you tapped in.”
“It ain’t like that. Shit is a little deeper with us, but we’ll talk about that another time. I’m about to eat.” I grabbed the plate of food Azayna had just set in front of me and ate some.
“Deeper? Hmm, okay. Hit me up.”
I hung up and set my phone down.
“Who taught you how to cook?” I asked with a mouth full of food.
“My mama.”
“Well, I owe her a kiss. Maybe even some dick. Check and see when she’ll be free.”
Azayna cut her eyes at me. “Don’t say shit like that to me. I’m jealous as hell and not wrapped too tight. You’ll have me wanting to fight my own mama about some shit that could have been avoided.”
I almost choked on my food after hearing her say that crazy shit. I had laughed so hard the moment she said it that I couldn’t even keep my mouth closed. I had a mix of eggs and bacon sliding down my chin and dropping in my lap and shit.
“Shut your crazy ass up, man.”
She bit her biscuit and rolled her eyes at me. “I’m not playing with you. She already used to get on my nerves sometimes.”
That time she laughed too. This girl was a damn good time, and I was enjoying her like no other. So much that I hadn’t thought once about leaving.
“You know I’ve really been enjoying myself with you?” I questioned her rhetorically.
She looked at me and gave a sweet smile before leaving her plate and coming to me. She sat comfortably on my lap. “Let’s just hope it stays that way.”
I didn’t say it, but I was thinking the same way. Only ti
me would tell. I could really feel myself liking Azayna; I just hoped I wasn’t moving too fast. I still hadn’t given myself time to actually think about what we were doing, but I liked how I felt while I was with her. It felt right and real, but only time would tell. I just hoped I didn’t do something that might end up hurting her in the process.
“I don’t know why this one night feels like one year. I just feel so close to you. Like I don’t ever want to let go.”
I grabbed her and hugged her. “I know how you feel.”
“So, do we stay cooped up in here all day living in the moment, or do I let you leave and hope that you’ll come back?” Her hand was in my dreads, massaging my scalp.
“I already told you if you keep throwing that pussy at me, I’m coming anyway.”
Her pretty smile and soft laughter made me feel warm on the inside.
“Well, come get you some more then.” She slid out of my arms and began removing her panties. “I’ve been wanting some dick all morning, but I was trying not to act thirsty.”
My face frowned. “Shid. You better tell me when you trying to fuck. I don’t give a damn how thirsty you sound. As long as you’re drinking from me only.”
Her body shivered again as she slid down slowly in front of me. “Speaking of that, I haven’t had a drink since our first night together.” She licked her lips. “I’m a little parched.”
Moments later, my dick was in her mouth, and my mind was blown. Azayna was seriously disarming me, and truth be told, I wanted her to.
Chapter 14
-Azayna
I nervously bit my lip as I rode the bus to the other side of town. It was early Saturday morning, and I was well on my way to do some mess that I prayed wouldn’t come back to bite me in my behind. The man from Master’s house had texted me bright and early that morning confirming our meeting, and as scared as I was to see him, I was on my way.
Having been with Egypt for the last couple of days just laying up in the house hanging out and having fun had my head so far in the clouds that I’d probably lie down in front of a bus to save his life at this point. So, surely going to do what I was paid to do anyway wouldn’t hurt anything.
