by Lady Lissa
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Starr
Spending the night with Onyx was absolutely magical. We made love in the shower, over and over again. He made me cum so many times, I lost count of how many times I came. When he first told me that we were going to spend the night at a hotel, I was excited but nervous at the same time. Even though we’ve been making love for the past month, this would be the first time we actually spent the entire night together. I quickly sent my mom a text message so she would know where I was and wouldn’t worry. She already knew that I was with Onyx and would probably be home late, but this text was to tell her I wouldn’t be home at all. I hope she won’t be too mad at me.
When we pulled up to the Hyatt Regency Hotel, I was absolutely stunned. The hotel is beautiful and I’ve been wanting to come here ever since we started making love. After our lovemaking session was over, we showered and then rinsed and dried ourselves off before climbing in the bed, naked. We held on to each other until we finally wake up at two in the afternoon. I cannot believe we have slept this late but we had a rough night.
I wake up and dial room service. They inform me that they won’t be taking any orders until five this evening. No matter how much I beg and plead, they will not make any exceptions. I guess rules are rules. I see a card on my nightstand and reach for it. When I open it, there’s a beautiful heart with my name in the middle of it. Oh my, I’ve never received such a beautiful card in my life and it’s personalized. That makes it even better.
When I open it to read what it says on the inside, I almost shed a tear. The card reads this beautiful long love letter that melts my heart. It goes like this:
I wanted to write you a love letter. I know it’s a little silly but I thought I’d try anyway.
It’s just that I feel so much when I’m with you that
I try to put it in words, so that you know how I feel about you.
Every time I see you, my heart skips a beat.
I think that’s because I fall in love with you more and more every day.
I see your hair and the way it falls on your shoulders, the way you smile and how you look right
before you laugh. I want to be next to you all the time. I don’t want you to hold anything back.
I can feel you close to me, and I know that even though you're far away, I’ll continue to feel this
way. Please believe me when I say that I love you.
I love you deeply.
I love you truly.
I love you from the bottom of my heart.
I just want you to know that no matter where I am,
no matter where you are,
I will always love you.
You are my shining Starr!
By the time I am done reading, I do have tears falling down my face. I snuggle closer to Onyx until he moves around. He wraps his arm around me and asks, “What’s that for?”
“This letter is so beautiful and I want you to know that I love you too,” I cry.
He slowly opens his eyes and sees the tears on my cheeks. He gently wipes them away with his thumb and brings his lips to mine. Even though we have morning breath, I don’t care. I love Onyx and reading this letter, lets me know just how much he loves me too. When my hand brushes downward, below his waist, I smile because the magic stick has come alive again.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask him.
“Always have a condom,” he says.
He reaches in his pants pocket and pulls out a condom. I watch as he opens the gold wrapper and pulls out the rubber form of birth and disease control. He rolls the condom onto his dick and as soon as he’s done, I lift my body off the bed, position myself to straddle him and slide down his shaft. Oh God, the penetration into my warm hole is incredible. As I fill my hole with his entire sausage, I relax my body so I can take all his meat.
Onyx has the most incredible dick. It’s long, but not too long and fat but not too fat. It is actually the perfect size for my opening and I take it in, feeling it envelop me. I begin to grind my pelvis into his and it is such a wonderful feeling. He pumps upward into me as I grind into him and I feel myself cumming already. I just sat on his dick and he’s already making me cum. This man and his dick are absolutely fantastic and that’s why I call his dick the magic stick.
In the words of 50 Cents, “He hit once and he can hit twice”. As a matter of fact, he can keep hitting until there isn’t anything left to hit. Does that make sense? I don’t care if it does or doesn’t make sense because I’m in love and have no problem saying so.
“Oh baby, that feels so good,” I tell him.
If it’s one thing I know about my man is that he likes to know that he’s doing a great job when we’re making love. I continue to ride him as I lean in closer for a kiss, a long, deep, passionate tongue kiss. He flips me over onto my back and he is now on top of me. I love it when he takes control of my body.
“Mmmmm! Yea baby, take that pussy!” I say to him.
He smiles as he lifts one of my legs and pushes deeper inside me.
“Ooohhhh yea baby!” Damn this boy really knows how to get me going.
He is an amazing lover and I wonder how the hell he got this good. Has he been watching that many triple x movies? What has he be doing to have gotten himself to this level of lovemaking? He is an absolute genius in the bedroom.
“Right there! Oh yes, right there!” I cry out.
My baby is working hard because even with the air conditioner blowing like crazy, he is still managing to work up a sweat.
“You love me?” he asks.
What kind of question is that?
“Of course I love you,” I respond with all the lust and passion I can muster in my voice. I want to make sure my baby knows how much his woman loves him.
“I love you too baby girl,” he says as he leans in for another kiss.
The two of us spend the rest of the afternoon making love. By the time Onyx has separated himself from my body, we are both exhausted. We lay next to each other trying to catch our breath.
“You are wearing me out. By the time we leave here, I won’t be able to walk,” I say.
He leans over and kisses me, “At least you will feel good when you walk around thinking of how you got that way.”
“That’s funny,” I say as we both laugh out loud.
“Are you hungry?” he asks.
“Starving,” I respond.
“Well let’s just order room service,” he says.
“Sounds good to me. I want a bacon cheeseburger fully loaded with some fries,” I say.
“Well damn baby, I really did work you out huh?” he says laughing.
“Hell yea! You think it’s a game?” I ask.
My phone starts ringing and I check to see who it is. My mom’s face is lighting up the screen.
“Hey mom,” I answer on the third ring.
“Starr where are you?” she asks.
“Didn’t you get my text message?” I ask her.
“I did but all it said was you were spending the night out. Who are you with?”
“Um, Onyx,” I say.
As far as I know, my mom does not know that Onyx and I are having sex and I plan to keep it that way. But when she called up here asking who I was with, I couldn’t lie to her. I mean it’s almost six o’clock in the evening so I can be with Onyx this late if I want to. It’s not like it’s the middle of the night or anything like that.
“Where are you and Onyx? And were the two of you together all night? Are you two having sex Starr?”
Damn, she’s not even giving me a chance to respond to the first question before she’s asking me another one.
“Okay, we’re at the Hyatt about to have dinner. He wanted to take me some place nice to eat. As for last night, the party ended really late so I went home with LaShay. It was so late and I didn’t feel like getting her to drive me all the way home,” I say.
“I thought you were with Onyx last night,” she says.
“I was, b
ut like I said, the late party had everyone trying to sleep close to the spot. We were so exhausted and no one felt like driving home,” I explain.
I don’t like lying to my mom but I don’t want to discuss my sex life with Onyx on the phone with him standing right there. This conversation with my mom can wait until I get home.
“What about the sex question? Are you and Onyx having sex?” she asks again.
“Mom, I did say we were getting ready to eat. Can this conversation wait until I come home?” I ask her.
I swear, sometimes my mom can be so pig headed. If she asked the question the first time and I didn’t answer, that means I don’t want to talk about it. Why can’t she just wait until I get home?
“Okay, and when will that be?” she asks.
“Later on this evening mom. You do know that I’m with Onyx right?”
“Yea, but what does that have to do with anything?”
“I mean, that should make you feel more secure knowing that I’m safe with him,” I retort.
“Not if you’re out there having sex with him,” she comes back with.
“Mom please,” I say, letting out an exasperated sigh.
“Please what? You are only seventeen years old. I hope that you are not having sex with Onyx. You are too damn young to be having sex,” she says.
“We will talk about this when I get home,” I say.
“Yea alright, but make sure you have it on your mind,” she says.
We end the call, finally.
“What was that all about?” Onyx asks.
“My mom wants to know where I am, who I’m with, and if you and I are having sex. I mean, she just kept hammering me,” I tell him.
“Wow! Your mom asked if we’re having sex?”
“Yea, and didn’t want to hang up until I answered her,” I say.
“Well you stood your ground and told her y’all would talk when you got home. I guess you gotta go home soon huh?” he asks.
“Yea, apparently she can’t wait to grill me about my sex life,” I say.
There’s a knock on the door and a gentleman yells from the other side, “Room service!”
“Well, what’s say we eat dinner, take a shower and I run you on home,” he says.
“Cool,” I respond.
He opens the door and the guy wheels in the serving cart and places the silver dishes on the table near the window. Onyx thanks him and hands him a tip. I uncover the plates and we sit down to eat. I ordered simple but Onyx, he wanted steak and potatoes with carrots and a dinner roll.
My phone beeps signaling a text message and I check to see who it is, I don’t bother checking the number as I swipe the messages open.
I know that you are with my man and trust me…this ain’t over BITCH!!!!!
I already know that this message is from Mandy. I just place the phone on the table and continue talking and eating with Onyx. His phone starts to ring and he answers it. When the person on the other end starts talking, I know that he wish he had not answered the phone. It has to be Mandy’s dumb ass.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Mandy
When I went to Onyx’s party, I knew they weren’t going to let me in. I played it safe though and bided my time. I left the house with every intention of getting in that party, no matter what. I just decided that it might work out better if I don’t show my face there at all. So I sat in the parking lot and waited for the party to die down. I saw when Lucy and Greg left and that nigga did not look happy.
I know by the time their night is over, she won’t be happy either. The reason I never liked Greg’s ass is because I found out he was married a few months ago. The way I found out was kind of funny though because I was at the grocery store and so was he, with his pregnant wife. When he saw me, he looked scared as shit. I guess he thought that I was gonna go up to them and rat him out, but that ain’t my business. Even though Lucy and I are related, I ain’t fixing to stick my neck out in her business because she may not believe me at all.
Our relationship ain’t that good so I don’t need to fuck it up anymore that it already is. I figured eventually she would find out about his wife and end things with him on her own. And I’m glad I didn’t tell her because her heartbreak right now would do me some good after what she did to me earlier.
I can’t believe she told Onyx the truth about my pregnancy. What the hell was she thinking? That matter did and does not concern her so she should have kept my business to her damn self. I don’t understand why she would have revealed that information anyway. What purpose does it serve her to fuck over on me?
At 2:35 a.m. Starr and Onyx are finally leaving the damn club. I had taken a nap and everything waiting on their asses. Just because it was his party, didn’t mean he had to stay all damn night. When the two of them walk out hand in hand, I want to vomit. I still can’t believe he is with her ass. What irks me the most though is that purple dress that matches my man’s tie. What the hell was she thinking coordinating with him like that?
That bitch ain’t nothing but trouble and I see now that she will stop at nothing to completely eliminate me from the picture. Little does she know that I have plans to eliminate her ass also. She has plans that will eliminate me but I’ll still be alive to pursue that nigga til the end of time. Whereas, she will be six feet under getting eaten by maggots and what not.
When the two of them pull up to the Hyatt Regency, I was even more mad and jealous than ever. I gave Onyx four years, and he has never taken me to this hotel. They even have valet parking. Why the hell does she get the valet and not me? Why am I not good enough to get this type of service? What the fuck makes Starr’s ass more precious or special than me? This shit is so unfair and ridiculous as fuck! I am livid as I watch the two of them walk in, still holding fuckin’ hands. They get in the elevator and I watch as it goes up to the third floor. I walk up to the front desk and ask if I can get a room on the third floor for the night.
I use my mom’s black card to pay the $172 charge. I hope that when she sees that charge come up she doesn’t kill me. I get the key to room 363 and head for the stairs. I could use the elevator but taking the stairs will allow me to stick my head out and make sure the coast is clear before I emerge onto the floor. I head to my room and hop in the shower. Once I’ve cleaned my ass, I climb in the bed to get some rest. I’m exhausted and I know I ain’t going to find anything out about them two right now.
They are probably in that room fucking like rabbits. Well I hope they fuck enough to last a lifetime because what I have in store for that bitch, is definitely one for the books. Sleep finally takes over and I allow Mr. Sandman to throw a blanket over me so I can rest comfortably. This bed is everything, with its soft and silky sheets and plush covers and huge king size pillows. A chick can get used to this type of treatment.
Later on that day, I wake up and look at the time on the bedside clock and it reads 1:30 p.m. Dammit! Check out time was at 11 this morning. My mom and dad are going to have my ass for this charge on their card. I quickly get my ass downstairs and check out. The woman says that I’m still going to be charged even though I’m leaving because I missed the check out time. I want to cuss her ass out in twenty different languages, but I can’t afford to make a scene. I don’t want Onyx to know that I was here spying on them.
I make it outside to my car and drive to where I’m not too far from Onyx’s car. Like what the fuck are they still doing here? Why haven’t they checked out yet? Is he still fucking her damn brains out or what? I sit in wait while listening to music on the radio until they finally emerge around eight that evening. As they are walking hand in hand, I am seething mad right now. At this point, I don’t really know what I’m going to do. I know what I want to do, but with the two of them glued together like that, my plan won’t work.
They are almost to his car when someone from the inside calls his name. He gives her a kiss before he says, “Be right back” and runs back to the hotel. He has unlocked the car for her because I hear
d him do it, but before she can get to the car, I start my car up, pump my gas and since there isn’t much space separating my car from his, she didn’t have any time to get out of my way before my car slams into her ass.
She hits the hood of my car and my windshield before hitting the ground. She must have fallen off to the side or something because I know my car didn’t roll over here.
“Shit! Shit! Shit! I really hope that bitch is dead!” I say as I burn like hell getting away from that parking lot. I had no intentions on running that bitch down when I followed them here. It just came to me when I saw the two of them walking together. It really pissed me off to see the two of them holding hands, all in love without a care in the world. Well I bet they got some cares now.
“Fuck! This bitch done messed up my fuckin’ windshield! Damn! Now, I’ma have to find somebody to repair that shit before my mom and dad see it,” I say to myself.
This bitch is really causing me some super problems and has given me a super headache. Oh snap! I think I know who can fix my windshield. My mom’s cousin Ernest can probably fix it. He will do anything for a 12 pack of Bud Light Platinum, including give you one of his damn kidneys. But how can I get Cousin Ernest to fix my windshield without my mom finding out? Man, this fuckin’ day just keeps getting better and better. I hope no one saw me hit that bitch and I sure hope that they didn’t see my car.
But that will teach her that she should have left my man alone. I been telling her that he’s mine and she kept disregarding my fucking warnings.
“Well there bitch. That’s what you get for not listening to me when I was trying to tell you what the damn deal was. I bet you gon’ know better now and my mom always says, if you know better, you do better. You fuckin’ bitch! Man, I sure hope your ass is dead!” I say to myself as I look at myself in the rearview mirror.
I guess my nerves are bad because my hands are shaking to the point where I need to pull over. I pull over to the side of the road to try and catch a grip on the situation. I can’t go anywhere else because of this fuckin’ damage to my windshield. Damn! I guess I’d better get to Cousin Ernest’s place. Lucky for me it’s dark outside so the chances of someone seeing my car when I hit that bitch are slim to none, just how I like it.
