by B. Love
“Can I touch you there?” he asked, looking me in my eyes.
I bit my lip and nodded my head yes.
Quickly, he picked me up and took me into his room, locking the door behind us. I watched him as he cut his radio on and cut the lights off. I was glad he did. I didn’t want him to see the fear and disgust in my eyes. I couldn’t believe I was about to give my virginity to my best friend’s boyfriend, my boyfriend’s cousin.
Courtney waving his hand took me out of my flashback. I quickly opened the door and took him into my arms.
“Damn, it’s good to see you, Lay. What’s good?” he said into my ear as he pulled me deeper into him.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were getting out? I would’ve thrown you a party or something.” I asked before removing myself from our embrace.
“I wanted to surprise you. I missed y’all.”
“We missed you too. Come in. You hungry or thirsty?”
“I wouldn’t mind a home cooked meal. You got some leftovers or something?” he asked following me into the den.
“Nah, you know Ion cook. That’s Kai.”
“Where she at anyway? I can’t wait to see my baby.”
“Umm…”
Grabbing me and turning me to face him, he removed the smile that covered his face a few seconds ago.
“Umm, what? What that mean? She got a nigga now or some?”
“Well… I don’t know exactly. She’s messing with somebody and she hasn’t done that in a while so I don’t know.”
“Who is it? Where she stay at?”
“Look, I’ma let her tell you all that. I’ll set some up for you to see her.”
“That’ll work. Now, get yo ass in that kitchen and fix me something to eat,” he demanded before slapping me on my ass and sitting on my couch.
Kailani
I’d spent every day of the past week in business meetings just so I could have the entire weekend and next week off. That was one of the main things that I loved about my job. I got to set my own hours and pick and choose who I wanted to work with. If I wasn’t spending the night at Bishop’s, he was spending the night at mine. Between working days and him working late nights at the club or lounge some nights, all we’d do together was sleep, literally. He’d come in, take a shower, get in bed, and we’d crash, but that was what was cool about us… It wasn’t about sex. It wasn’t about showing off and having commitment just for the fun of it. It was a genuine connection and our vibe was amazing. I definitely could see myself sitting in a rocking chair with him fifty years from now in silence and that was what it was about to me.
I was genuinely looking forward to spending some time with my baby, but that was ruined when Lay told me that she wanted to go out tonight. She knew that wasn’t my thing. I’d much rather spend the night cuddling with my boo, but I’d never hear the end of it if I chose to spend all week with him and not give one night to her, so I gave in. I decided to wear this black lace nude mock neck midi dress. I loved the way those types of dresses accentuated my curves. I paired the dress with some red pumps and red lipstick.
For some reason, Lay wanted me to meet her at the restaurant instead of us riding together. I decided to let Bishop drop me off and pick me up so I could go straight to his crib when my night with her was over. I wasn’t expecting him to come in, but I should have known he was going to. He didn’t want me to stay dressed the way I was, but I promised to be on my best behavior and he agreed only if he could come in and make his presence known. When we walked into the restaurant, I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I could’ve sworn I saw Lay sitting across from another man, but I knew she couldn’t have been talking and laughing with someone else because Rell was crazy and he would spazz. Bishop was walking over before I was, but I grabbed him by the back of his shirt, getting him to slow down.
“Know ya girl ain’t out here trying to play my nigga,” he said as we walked towards the table.
“Of course not.” I wanted to defend her more, but I honestly didn’t know what was up. When she saw us walking up, her smile immediately faded. She stood and walked towards us.
“Kai… I thought I told you to come alone…”
He turned around and my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. I’d never forget that face even if I wanted to.
“Sup wit’ you tryna use my girl as an excuse to cheat?” Bishop asked.
I said nothing as I stared at Courtney.
“It’s not that. I—”
As she tried to find her words, Bishop looked up and saw Courtney.
“The fuck you doing with my girl, Bishop?” Courtney asked standing.
Confused, I turned my attention back to Bishop as Courtney made his way over to us.
“Bishop? How does he know you?”
“I was locked up with the nigga. Told him all about you. So what? You got out and wanted to see what was up for yourself?”
Bishop chuckled lightly before pulling me behind him slightly. “I ain’t know she was the one, my nigga, but I will say this, now that I have her… I ain’t letting her go, for nobody.”
“I sat there and poured my heart out to you about him and you didn’t find it necessary to tell me that you knew him?” I asked Bishop.
He said nothing, just stared at Courtney.
“Bishop!” I yelled.
“I was going to tell you.”
“When?”
“When the time was right.”
Courtney looked around Bishop and locked eyes with me.
“It’s good to see you, baby girl. I know when I got locked up I let you go, but it was for your own good. I’m home now and I’d like for us to pick up where we left off, but as mature adults.”
Bishop’s face twisted up and it was about to get heated so, I stood between them. Turning my back to Courtney, I faced Bishop.
“Since you didn’t tell me that you knew Courtney, let me reiterate your own words. You can’t demand what you don’t supply. You asked me to be honest, loyal and faithful, but you kept this from me.”
“Look, I know I fucked up, but we can talk about this when we get home.”
“Now, you wanna talk about it?”
I watched as his jaws were clenching.
“I need to talk to Courtney. I’ll get up with you later, Bishop.”
“No, you don’t need to talk to that nigga. You wanna talk to that nigga. Don’t give me that bullshit. If you wanna call this off now because this nigga free, say that shit. Don’t waste my time, Kailani.”
“Now is not the time for you to be giving me no ultimatum, Bishop.”
“So what the fuck is that supposed to mean? You want this nigga?”
“So what if she do?” Courtney asked.
Bishop didn’t even look up at him. He kept his eyes on me as he inhaled deeply.
“Courtney, don’t say shit to me, nigga. This really don’t have nothing to do with you. You just got out. Enjoy your freedom and let me talk to my girl.”
“I’m not your girl. What else are you hiding from me?”
“Don’t go there, Lani. Don’t make this more than it is. I didn’t tell you about the shit because I didn’t want to lose yo ass. You happy? I knew if I told you I knew the nigga and that he was getting out soon, you wouldn’t give me a chance.” His eyes softened as he took a step back.
“She good now my nigga. I’m out. I got it from here,” Courtney said, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me into him.
I inhaled sharply and closed my eyes out of reflex, but Layyah’s shriek caused me to open them in time enough to see Bishop swing at Courtney. I ducked immediately as Bishop’s fist made contact.
“Bishop, no!” I yelled as he fell onto Courtney and the two of them started going at it. “Get off of him, Bishop!” I wrapped my arm around Bishop’s neck, trying to pull him off.
He pushed me off of him and turned to face me in disbelief. Allowing Courtney the opportunity to punch him and get the upper hand.
“Courtney
, stop!” I yelled as security made their way to us finally and pulled the two men apart.
I watched as they pulled them both up. Courtney’s face was laced with anger as expected, but Bishop’s… Bishop’s face was filled with disappointment. I’d hurt him.
Bishop
I was pissed. You never go against your man, even if we weren’t an official couple. You never go against your man. In public. In front of another nigga. That was the ultimate disrespect. I knew we weren’t an official couple, but when I slid inside Kai, I claimed her as mine. I knew I fucked up by not being completely honest with her about knowing her ex, but shit, what could I say? Now, she was treating a nigga like I was just another nigga and I didn’t appreciate that one bit. The only reason why I decided to bring her home was because I didn’t want her seeing that nigga until things cooled off. Really, I didn’t want her seeing him period, especially not right now. Not tonight. I hadn’t said shit to her the entire ride home. Yeah, it may have been petty for me to be mad since this was slick my fault, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care at all.
Layyah
I felt so bad about how things went down at the restaurant. I should’ve known Bishop was going to bring his crazy ass in the restaurant. I watched as Courtney paced back and forth in front of my TV. He was heated as to be expected. I just hoped he wasn’t thinking about doing anything crazy and ending up right back in jail.
Rell was blowing my phone up and I knew if I didn’t answer, he was going to be showing up at my door soon so I went into my bedroom and called him back.
“What’s up, Bae?” I asked.
“The hell you been? Why you ain’t been answering your phone?”
“I’m sorry. I was taking a shower. What’s up? When you stopping by?”
“I don’t know, babe. It’s going to be a long night at the studio. I might not be leaving out until 3 or 4.”
“You want me in your bed when you get home?”
“You know I do. I’ll see you then.”
“Okay, baby.”
When I ended the call and looked up, Courtney was standing at my doorway.
“What’s up, Court?” I asked, sitting my phone on my dresser.
“You need to help me get Kai back.”
“No, I’m not involved anymore. You gone handle this on your own from here on out.”
“I can’t get to her long as she with that nigga. You gotta help me, Lay.”
“No, the hell I don’t.”
“Yes, you do. If you don’t, I’ll tell her about us… and how I popped that cherry had you coming back night after night. Is that nigga you was talking to, hitting it right?”
I chuckled and shook my head at his dog ass.
“He takes great care of what’s his, Courtney. Thanks. I don’t appreciate you tryna blackmail me. That’s uncool. Kai is my baby. My sister. You can’t tell her about us. She’d never forgive me.”
“Well… you know what you need to do.” He walked over to my bed and stood in front of me. “You miss me? You really miss me?” he asked, running his fingers through my hair.
“You know I did, Court.”
“Show me how much you missed me, Lay.”
“How you go from asking me to help you get back with my best friend to trying to fuck me in the same conversation?”
“Ain’t shit changed between us, Layyah. Ain’t shit between us but sex, but with Kai… that’s all love.”
“No. I can’t do this to her. It was bad enough that we were fucking off back in the day. We can’t now.” I stood and tried to walk around him, but he gripped my neck with one hand, lifted me up and threw me back on the bed with the other hand.
He knew I loved that rough shit. Kai didn’t. That was why they’d only had sex once. He’d always say if we were combined, we’d be the perfect woman.
“Courtney, please…” I moaned, trying to gather myself.
“Shut the fuck up. You know you want this dick.”
My panties were drenched as I bit my lip. Spreading my legs, I poked my lips out for him to kiss.
“That’s my girl,” he spoke lightly before taking my tongue into his mouth. His hand found its way between my legs. “Why you try and fake me out like you don’t want me?”
He felt how wet I was.
“Because it’s not right, Court.”
“But, it feels right… don’t it?” he asked, sliding two fingers inside me.
I arched my back and gasped lightly. After he had pulled my dress down with his teeth, he began to suck on my nipples. I grabbed his neck and started to grind on his fingers.
“Don’t it?” he asked again as he removed his fingers and sucked them.
“Yes…” I moaned before sitting up and unzipping his pants.
He watched as I pulled his best asset out.
“Condom?” I asked.
He nodded and pulled the condom out before handing it to me to put it on. As soon as I did, he flipped me over and arched my back deep, poking my ass into the air.
“Courtney!” I yelled pissed. I knew it had been a while for the nigga, but he could’ve given me some kind of warning before he entered me that deep and quick.
“I’m sorry, Lay,” he almost whispered, pulling himself out of me and entering me again, just as deep but slower.
“Take your time with this pussy. Make it last.”
Spreading my cheeks, he pulled himself out of me and rubbed some of my juices onto my butt before sliding back inside and fingering my asshole at the same time. I tried to scoot away, but he pulled me closer to him.
“No running…” He moaned, stroking the inside of my ass just as he was stroking my pussy, driving me insane.
“Mmmmmm….” I moaned, burying my head deeper into my bed as I threw it back at him.
“You tryna make me cum already?” he asked, removing his finger from my ass and gripping my hips tighter, controlling my movements.
“Yes, baby. Look at what you got me doing,” I said, referring to the cum he had dripping down my thighs.
Sliding out of me, he flipped me over and grabbed my phone.
“Text that nigga and let him know you won’t be coming over. You mine for the rest of the night,” he said, throwing my phone to me before climbing on top of my bed and sliding back inside of me.
Kailani
I’d never seen Bishop so shut down. He sat in the same place on the couch for what felt like forever. The entire ride home he hadn’t said a word to me. I messed up. I slick disrespected him, but that wasn’t my intention. I was just caught off guard and in my feelings. I walked over to him and kneeled before him. Rubbing my fingers down his face, I began to place light kisses all over it, ignoring his lips. Moving my fingers down his back, I stroked it up and down. Finally, he lifted his head and looked in my eyes for the first time since we left the restaurant. His hands cupped my face and he kissed my lips lightly twice before sucking on my top lip.
“You said you needed him, but I need you,” he mumbled into my lips before running his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp.
After covering his wrists with my hands, I couldn’t help but close my eyes in pleasure. A man’s fingertips on my scalp sent me in.
“You hear me, Kailani? I need you, baby. I don’t want to lose you.”
Biting my lip lightly, I didn’t respond. I decided to show him how I felt instead. Lifting him to his feet by his hands, I led Bishop up the stairs and into his bathroom. After filling his Jacuzzi tub with more hot than cold water and his shower gel since he didn’t have and bubble bath, I stripped him of his clothes.
Once I got him into the tub and watched him slide down, resting his head on the edge, I went into his kitchen and searched for a bottle of Hennessey or Patron. I knew he had something in his crib and I needed something that was going to pull him from his thoughts. Finally, I found his liquor stash in one of his cabinets. After opening the Hennessey, I returned to the bathroom and smiled. The nigga was almost sleep already. I wasn’t done with him
yet, though, so he was going to have to wake up. I poured him a shot before slobbing him down for what felt like minutes on end. I didn’t plan on kissing him that long and that nasty, but he’d never kissed me like that before.
I leaned down and pecked his lips lightly, but he grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled my lips to his again. Instead of kissing my lips, he held his long thick tongue out as if he wanted me to do something with it outside of his mouth. After licking the side of my mouth and staring at it for a second, I sucked his tongue and he moaned lightly, making me cry and throb between my thighs. Once I got to the tip of his tongue, I opened my mouth and connected his with mine. They danced together like two worms grinding against each other.
He was turning me on so much I sped up, but he wanted this to last, so he bit down on my tongue lightly before kissing it and whispering, “Slow down baby…”
Pouting, I did as I was told and stroked his tongue slowly with mine, round and round, up and down, over and under. Licking. Sucking. Kissing. He was doing things to my tongue that no man had ever done before and that I never thought about doing before. Taking the tip of his tongue, he licked the center of mine, causing me to shiver and pull back. I couldn’t take any more. Latching my fingers behind his head, I took his lips into mine and kissed him deeply.
“Mmmm.” He moaned between kisses.
I smiled.
He smiled, but commanded, “Stop smiling and kiss me.”
That only made me smile harder.
“I’m trying,” I replied honestly.
I loved this nigga more than he knew, more than I thought was possible. Pulling myself away from him, I took the shot I’d poured for him and handed him the bottle. He took it to the head, watching me undress out the corner of his eye. Once I was done undressing, I removed the bottle from his lips. He was downing the bottle like The Game was known to do. I didn’t want him drunk. I just wanted him relaxed.
