Little Miami Girl: Antonia and Jahiem's Love Story

by Diamond Johnson

  “You must have missed me,” Jah said, causing me to smirk.

  “Only a little bit,” I told him, even though I had missed his ass like crazy.

  It had killed me to go those weeks without talking to him, but I just didn’t want to cave in so easily and have him think that he could do whatever he wanted to do to me, and then all would be forgotten, just that fast. I’m pretty sure he’s learned his lesson and he would think about lying to me the next time.

  After spending the entire day at his mother’s house, I was full as hell and happy. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Jah’s mother was trying to fatten me up because I had eaten about three plates over there, and that’s not including the amount of desert that I had. Another shocker was the gifts that his mother and Shaniqua had gotten for me. I felt so bad and didn’t want to take them at first because I knew that I didn’t get them anything, but they damn near made me take it.

  Jah’s mother had gotten me some University of Miami outfits for me to wear around campus and also a two-hundred-dollar Visa gift card. Shaniqua had bought me a pair of MK sandals like the ones she had. The last time I saw her I fell in love with them, so she bought me a pair of my own. I was so grateful for these gifts that I found myself crying in their living room as I opened them.

  Jah joked around and said that if he and I were having sex, he would have sworn that I was pregnant because I was a big ass crybaby. He just didn’t understand that when you came from nothing, any little thing that someone ever gives you in life, you’re going to be appreciative of how they went out of their way to do something special for you.

  Right now, I was lying in Jah’s bed, while he sat at the foot of it in only his sweats as he played the game. I wanted him to pay me some attention and make my body feel the way that he had done months ago when we were in his bed together. I kicked off my sandals and crawled over to him, wrapping my arms around him, and placing them on his abs. For the most part, I was no longer shy around him because he had been doing everything in his power to make me feel comfortable.

  “Hold on, lil mama, I’m almost done with the game and then I’ll show you some attention,” he said, but I wasn’t trying to hear that.

  I wasn’t as experienced as other girls; I only knew as much as what Jah had done to me. With my arms still wrapped around his waist, I leaned over and softly sucked on his neck. I remember the last time he had done that to me and it made my body feel so good, so hopefully his body would react the same way. His skin tasted so good to me, causing me to suck harder, which I knew would leave a mark him. Jah let out a low grunt and then he paused the game and turned around and looked at me with those sexy eyes.

  “I’m all yours. What you want me to do?” he asked, turning around and kissing my lips. He picked me up, only to drop me back on the bed.

  “I want you to do to my body what you did the last time,” I told him and he smirked.

  He parted my legs and then slid up my body to kiss me. I grinded my hips under him because I was so horny. Since I was in this romper, the only way that he would be able to get to my pussy is if he took the whole thing off. So, he lifted me up and pulled down the romper and my small B cups popped out, sitting up. He stared at my breasts in admiration and held them in his large hands, causing my body to shudder at his touch.

  I watched as he brought his full lips up to my right breast and he softly sucked on it. I moaned out loud and put my hands in his hair. Taking his dreads from the ponytail, I allowed his mouth to softly suck my breasts, making my body feel so damn good. Once he had showed both of my breast the same attention, he pulled my romper all the way down, leaving me only in my panties. Since the last time, when Jah had told me about shaving, I had been making sure to shave my vagina faithfully every two weeks. He pulled my panties down and when he saw that it was all shaved for him, he smiled.

  “Damn, who you got her looking all sexy for?” Jah asked me, licking his slips.

  “Hopefully you,” I told him as he stared at my pussy like it was a work of art. He pulled me down to the edge of the bed by ankles and I fell on my back.

  “Put a pillow behind your head,” he told me.

  I reached up and took two pillows, placing each of them behind my head.

  Once I did, I watched as he bent down and placed a kiss on my other set of lips. I looked down at him and couldn’t believe that this was happening right now. He spread my pussy lips apart and then he stuck his tongue inside me, teasing my clit. I placed both of my hands in his hair as he feasted on my pussy like a man who hadn’t eaten in months.

  “How it feel, baby? Talk to me,” Jah said, still eating my pussy, but looking me in the eyes.

  I couldn’t even find the words as he nastily ate on my pussy and looked at me with those eyes. All I could do was hold my mouth open, but no sound came out.

  Jah was making all type of smacking noise as if he was eating a thanksgiving meal. Hearing those smacking noises brought me over the edge, and all of a sudden, I released a flood of juices on his tongue. My body shook as I received the best orgasm of my life.

  “Ride my face. That shit taste too good, and let a nigga know when you cumming too,” Jah said, smacking me on my thigh.

  I didn’t have the strength to get up, so he lay down on his back, and as if I weighed one damn pound, he pulled me up and sat me on his face. My clit was still extra sensitive from the orgasm that I had just had, but that didn’t stop him from sliding his tongue back inside me.

  “Ohhh… Jahhhhh.” I moaned as he spread my pussy lips and sucked on my pussy without any remorse. I leaned my body forward and placed both of my hands on his strong thighs and gyrated my pussy onto his face.

  I watched as he put his hands in his sweats, pulled his dick out, and began to jack it. This man was working with a damn monster, and I didn’t see how he was able to walk around with that thing all day. No wonder he kept telling me that I wasn’t ready yet.

  As he jacked his dick, he continued to eat my pussy to the same beat. Only thing that could be heard coming from the room was my constant moaning his name, the sound of him sucking my pussy and the constant groans he was making as he jacked his dick.

  “Oh Goddddd…... I’m about to cummmm…. Shitttt,” I screamed as I grinded harder into him, and at the same time, I watched as his cum oozed from out of his dick.

  “Oh my God, Jah,” I said as I turned my limp body over and laid on my side.

  Jah came up to the top of the bed and pulled me on top of him. I rested my head on his chest and I could feel his heart beating as rapidly as mine was.

  “You good?” he asked, kissing my forehead.

  I couldn’t even find the words to answer him, so I only nodded my head yes. Before I knew it, I closed my eyes and I was off to sleep.

  Chapter 18: Jahiem

  Three months later

  Here we were, now eight months into this thing that Antonia and I had going on. Like before, we weren’t really putting a title on the shit that we had. If anything, it was me that was holding back because I was so damn scared that I was going to do some shit to hurt her if we were to get together. I was a man, and I most times thought with my dick. Before anything, Antonia and I were friends, so I would hate myself if we got together and then I cheated and she stopped fuckin’ with a nigga all together. I didn’t feel like I was being selfish at all by not giving this shit with her and I a chance because the way I looked at it, I was protecting her from a heartache.

  Right now, it was Thursday evening and I was just leaving the shop and on my way to Aventura mall to see if Antonia was at work. I hadn’t talked to her in about a week, plus I had texted her early this morning twice and she didn’t respond. Funny how I was claiming how much I didn’t want this relationship with her, but I was damn near about to hunt her ass down because I hadn’t been able to get in contact with her.

  After being in traffic for over an hour, I pulled up to Aventura mall and parked near the food court. I got out of the car and headed into
of the mall. I scanned the Chic-Fil-A, and I only saw four of the cashiers up front and none of them were Antonia. I looked around the food court and that’s when I spotted her sitting at a table by herself, doing homework.

  I walked over to her and took a seat at the table with her. She looked at me and smiled. I wasn’t smiling with her because I wanted to know what was up with her ignoring my messages.

  “Where you been? And how come you haven’t been texting me back?” I asked Antonia, getting straight to the point.

  I watched as she closed her textbook and looked me in the eyes. “Don’t be mad, but the other day when I was on the bus on my way to work, I think I might have left it on the bus because when I got here, I couldn’t find it. It wasn’t in my book bag or anything,” she said, all in one breath.

  I could tell that she was a little bit scared to tell me that because she didn’t know how I would react.

  “Well, it’s insurance on the phone, so I’ll just go ahead and get you another one,” I told her.

  I thought maybe she was getting my messages but just had altogether lost interest in a nigga, so I was coming down to her job to see what was going on with her. I tried to act like it didn’t matter if she and I got together, but Lord knows that I would probably go crazy if I had to watch her be with somebody else.

  “Damn, so just like that? You not mad at me or nothing?” she asked me.

  “Mad for what? Accidents happen, you just need to be more careful the next time,” I told her and she nodded her head.

  We continued to talk, but I noticed that something behind me had her attention. While I was trying my best to look her in her eyes, she was way too busy looking at what the hell was going on behind us. So, I turned around to see what had this girl’s attention. It was students, who were probably seniors and they were coming out of a prom store behind us, called Camille La Vie. Antonia had this hopeful look in her eyes as she watched the three girls walk out of the store, holding their dress in their hands, and then a couple of niggas came out next, with their tux in hand.

  “Why you looking at them like that? You going to the prom?” I asked and she quickly shook her head no.

  “I wish I could go. Since I’ve been working here, I’ve been giving all of my paychecks to my aunt, so I wouldn’t even be able to afford it,” she said with a sad look on her face.

  “Why the fuck you got to give your aunt your whole paycheck for? Didn’t you say you have an older cousin that stays there with you?” I asked her.

  This was new news to me. I never knew that when Antonia was getting paid, that she had to give her paycheck up. Damn, this lady was really putting Antonia through some shit. No wonder when I saw her at Walmart that time, she was in there stealing pads.

  “Yeah, and she doesn’t work or anything. My aunt only charges me for rent,” Antonia said.

  I shook my head, wondering what the fuck type of people she was staying with? Even if Antonia had to help pay rent, it didn’t mean that she had to come up out of her whole paycheck. I decided to just altogether leave that conversation alone because I swear if we kept talking about it, I was going to be on the hunt for Antonia’s people today to shake some sense into her auntie’s dumb ass.

  “You want to go to the prom?” I asked Antonia.

  “I would have loved to go to prom but I just told you my situation,” she told me. Obviously, she didn’t get the point that I was trying to make.

  “Go put your books and shit back and meet me in front of the store,” I told her, standing up.

  “But Jah, I only have about thirty minutes left on my break,” she said.

  “The less talking you do, the more time we’ll have,” I told her and walked away.

  I went and stood by the prom dress store, and two minutes later, Antonia was speed walking to me with a smile on her face. I grabbed her hand and we walked into the store together.

  “Go, pick out whatever dress you want,” I told her.

  She let go of my hand and I went and took a seat in the seating area that they had in the front of the store. I’m sorry, but I was not about to participate in no damn dress shopping. The only participating that I would do is the payment. I watched as Antonia went over to a beautiful gold dress. She looked at the price of it, and judging from her facial expression, I could tell that the dress was expensive. They had a section in the back of the store, that was marked down and I watched as Antonia made her way in that direction.

  “This girl is going to be the death of me,” I said aloud as I got up and went after her.

  “Why you left the dresses up front to come back here and look at these. When we came in here, I told you to pick up any dress you want. Don’t matter the price, just get it,” I told her sternly.

  She left the items that were in the back and went back up front.

  She went over and pulled one out, and on some real shit, that dress was beautiful and I couldn’t wait to see her in it.

  “Beautiful choice. That right there is our newest arrival. It’s the beaded mesh illusion dress,” the sales lady said, coming over with the measuring tape around her neck.

  I didn’t know what all of that shit meant, but all I knew that I was looking at a beautiful dress, with a bunch of silver and rose gold rhinestones on it.

  “Would you like to try it on?” she asked Antonia and she nodded her head.

  “I don’t want you to see me in it, so you stay back here,” Antonia said, causing the sales lady to laugh.

  I threw my hands up, letting her know that she was running this show, and I went and sat my ass back down. I waited for about ten minutes, and then Antonia finally came back over.

  “The dress was made for her body. It didn’t need any alterations or anything,” the sales lady said, once they had come from the back.

  I nodded and paid for the dress, which was $549.99 by the way. This was Antonia’s da,y and I wanted it to be special for her. I draped the dress over my shoulder as we walked out of the store and Antonia had thanked me about a thousand times already.

  “Damn, it’s going to be hard as hell for me to find a tux to match this dress,” I said.

  Antonia looked at me with wide eyes and started jumping up and down.

  “Oh my God! Jah, you’re going to go with me to the prom?” she asked me with the widest smile that I had ever seen her wear.

  “Did you think I was going to let you just shut the fuckin’ senior prom down like that all by yourself? You damn right I’m going, and we going to shut that bitch down together,” I said, causing her to laugh.

  “Well, wait. You have to ask me first. All of the boys were going around school making their prom proposal romantic, so I want you to do the same thing,” she said with a sly grin on her face.

  I looked around the mall, and in the middle of the mall was a live band playing. I don’t think that they were famous or anything, maybe just doing that to bring exposure to themselves or something. As people walked past, they would put money in the bucket that they had in front of them.

  “You really want a nigga to give you one of them corny ass prom proposals?” I asked Antonia, and she wasn’t giving up because she nodded her head yes.

  “You lucky a nigga like your ass. Follow me,” I said.

  She didn’t know what the hell I was about to do, but fuckin’ with a nigga like me, I always seemed to be full of damn surprises. We stood up front and once they finished playing, I walked up and asked the lead singer of the group if it would be okay if I took the mic for a second. He quickly nodded his head and passed me the mic.

  Antonia looked at me, showing me that gorgeous smile, because I’m pretty sure now she had a feeling of what I was up to.

  Clearing my throat, I began. “Hey everybody, how are y’all doing tonight?” I asked as people walked past.

  Just that quick, women caught a glimpse of this fine ass nigga on stage with dreads and a mouthful of gold teeth and they stopped what they were doing. Niggas stopped and stared too because they probabl
y thought that I was about to start freestyling or some shit. It’s funny because the white folks stopped and stared, and knowing them, they probably thought I was ghetto rapper or something.

  “That beautiful young lady over there is about to go to prom soon,” I said, pointing my finger at Antonia. She blushed and I continued with my lil speech. “I’m shocked as hell right now at myself as I stand up here to do this in front of all of you strangers, but when you really care about someone, you’ll go to the extreme to make them smile. I’m going to keep it short because I know many of you have better things you could be doing than watching me stand up here on stage,” I said.

  “No we don’t. Baby, I’ll watch your fine ass all day,” a female yelled out in the crowd, causing other females to cheer on in agreeance.

  I ate all of the compliments up, but I didn’t let it deter me from the matter at hand.

  “All I wanted to know was if you, Antonia Taylor, would give me the honor of being your date to the prom. I promise if you say yes, that it will be the best night of your life,” I told her.

  She said yes and it caused everybody that was watching to clap and cheer for us. People even had their damn phones out recording it and shit. I knew that once my boys from the block got a hold of this video, they were for sure going to clown my ass.

  “You see the shit I do for you?” I asked Antonia as I came down from the stairs and wrapped my arms around her. She kissed me all over my face as she held onto the bag that held the dress.

  “Thank you for my corny prom proposal,” she said. I laughed at her using the my line on me.

  “How much for the tickets? I remember when I was in high school, the age limit used to be 24 years old that can come to prom, so what’s the limit now?” I asked, going into my jeans and pulling out my cash that I kept in the rubber bands.

  “It’s one fifty per person, and the age limit is still twenty-four,” she told me.