I knew that what she said was true but I wasn’t a true believer in that saying. I always believed that the go-getters were the ones that had it all. You weren’t going to get shit if you just sat back all the time and waited for things to happen because “they happen when they are supposed to.” I felt like things happened when you took the initiative to make them happen. Either way, I knew that I had gotten his attention, even if only for a few seconds.
Kiki and I stayed at the club until it closed. I was so drunk but I had fun, which was something else that I hadn’t done in a long time. We went back to her house and as soon as my head hit the pillow I could feel myself drifting off into la-la land. Tomorrow was going to be a better day and I went to sleep satisfied with that.
Chapter Fourteen
Mica: That Old Thing
“Babe, come on, if we don’t get down there early enough we won’t get a good seat,” I yelled loud enough so that Tyson could hear me.
“I’m coming,” he yelled, before coming down the steps. We were headed down to South Street to the Laugh House, a comedy club that had stand-up Thursdays. I loved to get a seat early because I’d be damned if I was going to walk into a comedy show late so they could talk about me. Comedians were good for that. I wasn’t trying to be the butt of anyone’s jokes. I was excited about hanging out with Tyson. Since our last fight things had gotten back on track and we were closer than ever. He said that he wanted to do something special because it was our one-year anniversary. It seemed like yesterday that I met him and fell in love with him.
We got down to the show just before it started and made it in without incident. I felt relieved. The comedians kept me laughing all night. I was practically rolling on the floor at their jokes. I needed to laugh—they say laughter is good for the soul.
I remembered growing up and not having a lot to laugh about. Since my dad was always drunk, cussing and fussing all the time we never really got the chance to be a close family.
I can admit that I was damaged. It wasn’t something I was proud of, but I knew it was the reason that I wasn’t confident enough to do things on my own. I felt like I needed a man, and I didn’t really know why. It could have been the fact that my mother went crazy after my father was gone. Was it the loss of my father that sent her into depression or was it simply the fact that she didn’t have a man to take care of her anymore? I never wanted people to think that I couldn’t do for myself, but it was reality.
Since things were going good between Tyson and me I wasn’t going to jinx it and think that something bad was going to happen. I wanted to look at the future and be confident that things could only go up from here.
The show was over around ten o’clock and we went back home. Tyson told me to wait five minutes before coming in the house. I laughed because he was actually trying to be romantic. Romance wasn’t his department, but if he could pull this off it would impress me.
“Five minutes, I’m trying not to stay out here alone,” I said, trying to hurry it up.
“Babe, I’m trying to do something special here. You always say that I’m not romantic. Five minutes won’t kill you.” He smiled.
His smile warmed my heart, so much so that I agreed. I wasn’t really trying to stay outside alone, but he was right, five minutes to get to ecstasy wasn’t going to kill me. I watched him walk inside and instantly began watching the seconds on my watch like a hawk. Five short minutes seemed like an eternity but once the time was up I ran up to the door like it was the half-off sale at David’s Bridal.
As I walked up to the door I could hear the music playing along with the flickering of candlelight shining through the window. As I slowly opened the door, the lavender aroma tickled my nose, immediately sending chills up and down my spine. I took off my shoes at the door so I could feel the plush carpet underneath my tired feet. A pink piece of paper caught my attention and I made my way over to the table to retrieve it. The note simple read: Take off your clothes. I didn’t waste any time obeying and after I was naked I wondered what to do next. I didn’t see any more notes posted so I slowly wandered through the house trying to find the next clue. Once I noticed the trail of rose petals leading to the bathroom I knew exactly where to go. The lights were dim and as I entered the room there was another note sitting on the table next to the sink that read: Get in. I smiled as I set the note back down next to the plate of chocolate-covered strawberries and two champagne flutes filled to the brim on a sliver serving tray. I thought, Damn, he’s really trying to show off. He hadn’t done anything this nice since we’d been together. I was enjoying it tremendously and I hadn’t even seen him yet. I eased into the tub full of hot water that soothed my body. I hoped that I wouldn’t fall asleep and ruin his plans since the water felt so good against my skin. I sat in the water and before closing my eyes Tyson appeared with a towel around his waist.
“Baby, this is—” I tried to speak but he quickly bent down to kiss me. His lips were soft as silk and I was eager to feel them on the sensitive parts of my body. He grabbed a sponge and after lathering it up with soap he made slow circles on my back. Though he’d washed my back for me many times, it had never felt so good.
I didn’t say a word but instead let him lead. After washing my entire body he grabbed me by the hand and as I stepped out of the tub the excess water trickled down my body. He stood back and licked his lips as he watched the glow my wet figure had. I could sense how bad he wanted to taste me and I couldn’t wait until he was able to get his wish. He grabbed a towel from the cabinet and started to dry me off after I stepped out of the tub. My nipples stood at attention as he brushed past them. We walked into the bedroom where the bed was also covered with rose petals. He grabbed a strawberry off of the serving tray that he had carried from the bathroom and after I lay across the bed he kissed my lips with it. The chocolate melted instantly from the heat of my body. He moved close to me and licked the few drops off of my lips.
He began to suck on my erect nipples, causing my body to shiver. His tongue continued to caress them as his fingers found their way to my clit. He made circles on it, quickly causing my already juicy mound to explode. He used his thick tongue to move in and out of my tunnel. He pushed my legs up in the air so that my ass lifted off of the bed just enough to create a wider opening. He ate my pussy for what seemed like an eternity, giving me so much pleasure. After my body shook uncontrollably he knew his mission was complete. He sat up, and as I watched him lick my juices from his lips I prepared myself to satisfy him the same as he’d done me.
He removed the towel that he had around his waist, revealing his hard dick. I couldn’t wait to taste it. I motioned for him to lie down on the bed. I looked into his eyes as I moistened the head of his dick. Both of us were in heaven, and I enjoyed the taste of his pre-cum running down my throat. I used my fingertips to massage his balls as I licked his shaft and watched his body begin to tremble. I contracted my cheek muscles and moved up and down his thick member. As the head met my tonsils, I used my deep-throating skills to satisfy him the best way that I knew how. While my throat muscles massaged the head, my hands massaged his balls. Soon I could feel the hot cum shooting down my throat, and I swallowed it with ease. I continued to suck wildly as his knees trembled. I refused to let go, and within minutes his once semi-soft member was hard as a rock and ready to meet my hot, juicy tunnel.
I quickly straddled him, slowly easing him into my tight pussy, and a moan escaped him. I moved back and forth with my hands on his muscular chest. The excitement had me sweating, which got me moving faster. I was riding him like a winning racehorse. My prize would be an electrifying orgasm, and as I felt his dick begin to pulsate I decreased my speed to tap my clit with each stroke. Soon I grabbed ahold of his hands as we exploded together.
We had gotten that old thing back that I missed and I wanted to pause this moment, hoping that things wouldn’t ever change.
Chapter Fifteen
Diamond: Fly like Me
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sp; I held my breath, hoping this would go the way that I had planned. I had run Kiki’s car into the back of Kemp’s brand-new Mercedes-Benz GL-Class truck. I only tapped it enough to cause him to stop. I didn’t really want to do any damage. Kemp’s door flew open and I saw the anger in his face. I was almost afraid to get out of the car, but sitting there wouldn’t get me any closer to him.
“What the fuck, your brakes don’t work?” he yelled, walking toward the back of his car to see what damage had been done.
I nervously got out of the car, adjusted my mini-skirt, and began walking toward him. “I am so sorry; I almost dropped a hot cup of coffee on my leg. I tried to stop, I’m really sorry.” I batted my eyelashes as I bent down to look at the back of his truck, which only had a tiny scratch on it. I made sure to reveal as much leg as possible while he stood in back of me.
He changed his tone. “It’s cool, ma. You only scratched it a little.” I knew that I had him right where I wanted him. “What’s your name?”
“Diamond,” I replied, standing up and focusing all of my attention on him.
“If you were anybody else, I would have snapped. I didn’t expect a beautiful woman like you to be behind the wheel. My name is Kemp. It’s nice to meet you, Diamond,” he spoke, reaching his hand out to shake mine. His hands were smooth as a baby’s butt and his nails were perfectly manicured. I smiled, waiting for what he would say next. “You hang out with that girl Kiki, right?”
“Yeah, that’s like my big sister.”
“I know, I’ve been seeing you a lot lately. Are you new to the hood?”
“No, I was away for a little while. I just came back.”
“Well look, do you have a number I can reach you at? I’d love to finish up this conversation but I have some business to take care of.”
“Yeah, I do,” I said, grabbing his cell phone out of his hand to put my number in. He looked at me with a grin that could make you melt. I was getting moist just thinking about spending time with him. “I hope to hear from you soon,” I said, as I gave the phone back to him.
“Trust me, you will. Keep looking sexy like that and you won’t be able to get rid of me.” He licked his lips and smiled, heading toward his car.
I turned to walk away and put on a switch as I did to make sure he would really make that call. Shit, if he didn’t I would have to find another way to get his attention. I was determined to be the next woman on his arm and the more I was warned about him the more that I wanted to get next to him. I knew that most people would think I was crazy, especially looking at the situation that I had just gotten out of. I wasn’t crazy; I was just a girl with a goal, a goal to be on top and not let anyone take me under.
I headed back to Kiki’s to tell her my good news. I knew she wouldn’t be all that amused, but hell, I was ecstatic. I was so close to that success that I could taste it. Once I got to her place I found her cleaning up the kitchen while singing to a music video on BET. You couldn’t tell her anything when it came to singing. Kiki thought she was Mary J. Blige, Faith Evans, and Beyoncé all wrapped up in one. Quiet as it’s kept, she couldn’t sing a lick, but I refused to break her spirit.
“Hey girl, I got some good news, bad news, and some more good news to make up for the bad news,” I said, turning down the volume on the television so that she could give me her undivided attention.
“This better be good since you’re interrupting my jam,” she said, laughing.
“Okay, first I ran into Kemp Lo today and I think that I’ve caught his eye.”
“Who says that’s good news?” she replied, sarcastically.
“Me, of course, but I ran into the back of his car today and—”
“With my car?” She turned, looking at me in shock without letting me finish up the sentence that I had started.
“Yes, but it only has a few scratches. The other good news is that he has my number and he’s going to call me. So once he gets a whiff of this girl, he’ll be like putty in my hand and if the money is like everyone claims, I’ll be able to buy you a new car!”
“Really, what makes you think that he won’t treat you just like everyone else?” she asked, not impressed with my hopes.
“Because I’m Diamond and he’s never had a bitch like me,” I laughed, as I took a seat on the stool. “He won’t be able to do nothing but treat me like a queen once he gets a taste. I stand by that shit, one hundred percent.”
“Well, I hope that it works out for you, because I could use a new car.” She joined in my laughter, while slapping me a high five.
I knew that she wanted me to be happy and probably deep down hoped that things would go my way. I promised myself that I would never be hurt again so going into this I was at a different place mentally then I had ever been with relationships.
I hadn’t heard from Kemp following the accident. Three weeks had passed and I was beginning to get nervous that he might have found someone else. I had to find out where he would be so that I could get in his eye view again. I wasn’t trying to be a stalker or anything; I simply called it keeping my eye on the prize.
So, once again I was on the hunt and again it paid off. I found out that he was going to a Sixers game on Wednesday of that week. Of course he had box seats so I had to see how the hell I could get some to even get up to the area where the doors were. Kiki was able to talk to a friend of hers that worked down at the Wachovia Center to get me a pass to go down to the box-seat level. What the hell was I doing? Was I going overboard? No, I snapped back to reality. I wasn’t going overboard, I was doing what I had to do and I didn’t really care what anybody thought.
Once I gained access to the level of the boxes I had to look for the one that was his. The Wachovia Center was pretty big so I had to damn near walk around the entire circle before I found it.
As I slowly walked past the door that led to his box I prayed that someone would walk out. Unfortunately, no one did. There was a guy standing outside of the door who I assumed was a guard. I headed over to him and took a chance; the worst thing that could happen was that he would turn me away. I could hear the chants from inside the box the closer that I got to the door. I prayed that Kemp didn’t have a female with him inside because that would completely crush my plans.
“Excuse me, but is this Kemp’s box?” I asked, batting my eyelashes and trying to look as irresistible as possible.
“Yeah, why?” he responded with a dry tone.
“I’m here in a box down the way and I just wanted to say hi to him if that’s possible.”
“Well, he doesn’t like being interrupted while watching the game.”
“I’m sure if you tell him that it’s me he won’t mind,” I responded, hoping that what I just said was true. “My name is Diamond, could you just tell him that I’m out here?”
He looked me up and down for a few seconds before responding, “Wait right here.” He opened up the door and quickly closed it behind him.
I stood patiently and waited for him to emerge. To my surprise Kemp appeared instead of the guard. I smiled when I saw his face.
“What’s up, sexy? How did you know I was here?” he said, reaching out to give me a hug.
I gladly accepted the hug and held onto him as long as I could. “Everybody knows you’re here. I just wanted to stop by and say hi. You never did make that phone call that you promised.”
“I know, I’ve been busy as hell but I will. You want to come hang out inside?”
“I wish I could but I’m here with some friends. I just wanted to say hi and see your face again.”
“See my face, huh? You sure that’s all you wanted to do?”
“Well, that’s all I want to do at the moment,” I said, putting my head down, trying to avoid eye contact. He was turning me on but I couldn’t let it be too obvious.
“You don’t have to be shy with me, tell me what you really want,” he said, moving so close to me I could feel his breath on my forehead.
“What I really want is to see what you h
ave that drives all the women wild.”
“You sure about that?” he asked, as he gently touched my chin to raise my head.
“I’m positive.” I looked him in the eye. What the hell was I getting myself into? I thought as we stood so close I could feel the heat from his body. Without saying another word he grabbed me by the hand and walked toward the door. He looked back at me before opening it. I still didn’t know what he planned to do but I went along with it. The room was full of guys. I was nervous once they all turned to look in our direction. After only a few seconds of staring they all turned their attention on the game. He led me toward the small bathroom in the corner of the room and closed the door behind us. I still was silent. I was wearing a knee-length dress and shirt that generously showed my cleavage. Kemp picked me up and sat me on the sink where he moved close, tilted my head to the side, and began to kiss my neck. How he knew that was my spot, I’ll never know but I did know that I instantly became wet when he made contact. My nipples were as hard as a rock peering through my shirt. Just the feeling of him rubbing against them made me tingle all over as I tried not to make enough noise to be heard through the door. His hands made their way down to my underwear that he quickly removed and got back in position, paying close attention to my neck. His thick fingers were now massaging my wet pussy down below.
“Damn, this pussy is wet,” he said, as he slid two fingers inside of me. I was about to explode but I didn’t want to waste it all over his fingers. I’d rather cum all over his tongue or his dick for that matter. I held onto it as he fingerfucked me and continued licking my neck at the same time. I tried to rub his dick through his jeans but he wouldn’t let me. I loved a man to take control. In one motion he dropped his pants and put on a condom. I didn’t even know where the hell he got it from, he was so quick. Before I could even think about it his dick was filling my walls from end to end. He grabbed me lightly around my neck and fucked me with force. I loved the rough shit from time to time so this definitely excited me. I grabbed ahold of his ass to force him all the way inside of me, making sure to hit my G-spot. My legs were wrapped around him, not wanting to let go.
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