Lipstick Diaries Part 2

by Anthony Whyte

  She spoke telling me, I had too many marks already. She didn’t want to see no more on me. I smile. She continued, telling me to go on and live everything was fine. I tell her I can’t. I have to that is the only way I can help people. I cry. My dream, she knew it. I love you she says before she drifts away.

  Tony got twenty-five years to life for murder and attempted murder. Shalone still tries to apologize but I’ll never accept it. Let her apologize to my daughter and hope like hell she’s that angel and forgive her. My mother stayed by my side through all of this and I know it will be a long road but I have people to help. Michael is doing better every day and he sometimes comes to talk about our situation and explain what domestic violence can lead to. Even though they only witnessed it that one time. No one will ever hear Michelle’s side of the story and Michael wishes he didn’t have a story to tell.

  Rooms of Allurement: Part 1

  CAPRI LOVE

  I want him, was my thinking as this fine man glided past me. My sister and I were at Passion, a new nightclub in New York City. I was looking to have a good time, but back to this man. He had a glass of Grey Goose in his right hand and I didn’t see a ring on the left, so I was happy and horny. He was well-dressed in a Sean Jean button down and a pair of jeans fitting him well. His hair was freshly braided back with two diamond earrings in both ears. His wrist was laced with a Cartier. I could smell money.

  He turned around to get his boy’s attention and best believe his boy was looking right too. He looked up and our eyes met. He licked his lips and nodded his head to say hello. I sexily waved back and squared my eyes, letting him know that I wanted him to the fullest. He smiled as his friend and him, walked off smoothly.

  I was a little upset but from the look in his eyes he wanted me too. I knew this game that he was playing was far from over and I intended to be the winner by the end of the night.

  “Hey Raine, girl I was looking for you. I met this sexy-ass man, and he told me to bring you over. They’re in the VIP section. So I told him that we were going to chill with him and his friends,” my younger sister, Skye explained.

  “And when did you meet this sexy man?” I asked.

  “Oh we were dancing and he said that he was here with two of his friends,” Skye said.

  “Hmm, what’s his name and what’s his age?” I asked being overprotective.

  See, my sister was just nineteen and I was twenty-three. I knew what was on the minds of girls her age. This was a twenty-one and up club, the sexiness in me got her in. But now she was enjoying herself a little too much.

  “Raine,” Skye said whining. “Don’t be trying to rein me in, I need an answer to what I just asked you,” I demanded. “Ok, his name is Monte and he’s the same age as you,” she quickly added.

  “The same age as me. You know what I don’t even care, just as long as his friends are cute. Oh, I seen this fine man, he was looking good!” I exclaimed as we both started to laugh.

  We made our way to VIP and there he was. I knew him, even with his back turned to me. Walking in, we immediately caught each other’s eyes. He was sitting with his other friend who I saw earlier and another fine man. The other fine man stood up and made his way toward Skye, so I assumed that he was Monte. She was right. He was beyond sexy, all three of them. I had to stop my thoughts right now because I could see myself boning all three of them. It really didn’t matter but I quickly shook the fantasies.

  “Monte, I want you to meet my older sister, Raine. Raine, this is Monte,” Skye said, introducing us.

  “Hey Raine, how’re you? I see good looks run in the family,” Monte said while kissing my hand.

  “I’m fine, thank you. You have good taste in women I see,” I replied.

  “By the way, these are my two best friends, Damonte and that’s Pierre,” he said, pointing.

  They both stood and Damonte walked over since he was closer and I could tell that he was instantly attracted to me. Shit! I can’t lie, I was too. He hugged me and kissed me on the cheek.

  “Nice to meet you Raine,” Damonte said sexily. Damn, his voice was invigorating.

  “Nice to meet you too, Damonte,” I replied.

  Next was the one who I really wanted, Pierre. Just saying his name got me drenched. Pierre slowly walked over, passing Damonte and stood in front of me.

  “So we meet again, beautiful,” Pierre said while stroking the cheek Damonte kissed me on.

  “So we have, I think it was meant to be,” I smiled, leaning my face towards his hands.

  “I think so. I was meant to be in your presence,” he smiled, leaned closer to my ear and whispered, “Or maybe I was meant to be in your essence.”

  I was thrown back for a minute with his comment. It took me awhile to process it but trust me I eventually did. He moved from my ear and kissed me on my forehead. Then, just like that he walked away and sat down again, staring right at me, if you know what I mean. Damonte patted the spot between him and Pierre so that I could sit down between them.

  “What brings you and your sister here, Raine?” Damonte asked me while Monte and Skye was in their own little world.

  “She told me about Passion and that it just opened up. She wanted me to go with her since she was too young to get in,” I said.

  He smiled at me. “Oh, she knew her sexy ass sister could get her in huh?” Damonte asked.

  “You’re exactly right and what brings you and your boys here?” I asked.

  Pierre started to smile also then he answered my question, “We are the owners of Passion.”

  I was in shock. No wonder we were in VIP. That made me more excited to be with him now.

  “Oh ok, well owners, I’m enjoying your club,” I said while looking at Pierre then at Damonte.

  “I’m glad you are. We invested a lot of dough in this club to make sure women like you enjoy the spot,” Damonte said.

  I loved his way with words. He was the type who could talk you out of your panties without you even realizing it.

  “Well I’m definitely enjoying myself. I know for sure that Skye is enjoying herself too,” I said.

  “Yeah, we can see that. I think Monte really likes her. He rarely approaches women in a club,” Damonte explained.

  “I hope he is. I don’t want to whoop his ass because he used her,” I smiled.

  “Oh don’t worry. We don’t roll like that. We have respect for women in every way,” Pierre said.

  Damn, they both had a way with words. Pierre scooted closer to me and placed his hand on my thigh. I had decided to wear a skirt tonight with a halter to show off my best assets. It seemed like it was working, so I was happy. Damonte looked at his hand and started chuckling to himself.

  “What’s wrong Damonte?” I asked him.

  “Nothing, it’s just that Pierre likes taking what I want. He can never find someone for himself. Then, we always like the same type of women,” he replied, looking at Pierre.

  “Well Damonte, if you would stop looking at the ones I want then I won’t have to take them, now would I?” Pierre said to Damonte.

  Damonte gave him a look that was unexplainable. It was a pissed off kind of look in his eyes but then his slick smile showed that he was playing with Pierre. Personally, I think Pierre made him mad, but he didn’t want to show it with me being here.

  “You’re right, but if you wouldn’t take them, I wouldn’t have to get them back. Like I always do…now would I?” Damonte said putting the emphasis on take and I’s.

  Pierre smiled at Damonte and put his arm around me. I was confused with all these little games that they were playing, so I decided to join in. “Well Pierre and Damonte, if the woman doesn’t want to be taken or taken back, then where would that leave you all?” I asked catching them off guard.

  Before they could even reply, a brown-skinned man with a suit on came walking in.

  “What’s up Dewar” greeted Damonte as they gave dap.

  “What’s up with y’all. I seen you and Pierre across the room. Y
’all tripping again?” Dewar asked.

  With that comment, I assumed this has happened too many times.

  “Naw, we cool. We were just talking to this sexy woman right here,” Pierre replied.

  Dewar looked over and smiled at me. What’s up with all the smiling, but I wasn’t complaining.

  “Hello Miss, how are you?” Dewar said, reaching for my hand. I stood up and he caressed both of my hands. “I’m fine, my name is Raine,” I said.

  Damn! What is the Lord trying to do, set me up? These were the four sexiest men I had ever met in my life.

  “Beautiful name for a beautiful woman... You already know my name but its nice meeting you,” Dewar said.

  He did the same thing as Pierre and leaned forward, “Can you rain for me baby?” he asked smiling.

  I was really in shock and then he winked at me and sat down on the chair across from the sofa we were sitting on.

  “What’s up, Monte? Who is the lovely lady?” Dewar asked.

  It’s amazing how all of them had a way with words.

  “Hey Dewar, I didn’t know you were coming too. Anyway, this is Skye, Skye this is Dewar. Skye is Raine’s younger sister,” Monte replied.

  “Nice to meet you Skye. I decided to come because I didn’t have anything to do. Plus, I called Ishmael and he said he was going to swing through with Storm,” Dewar said.

  I looked up at him because my other younger sister was getting cozy with this new man, but that’s all she had told me. I wondered if this was the same Storm that I knew.

  “Hold up, did you just say Storm?” I asked him.

  “I sure did, sweetheart. Why do you ask?” Dewar said.

  “My sister’s name is Storm. She’s light skinned—” I began.

  “With long hair and she’s always laughing at everything,” Dewar said, finishing my sentence.

  Now I was getting a little mad because this tramp did not tell me about him.

  “So she’s met all of you?” I asked.

  “Naw, only Dewar because Ishmael mentioned her name but hasn’t brought her to meet us,” Damonte answered.

  “Oh ok,” I replied.

  I couldn’t even explain it but I know I was turned on to the fullest.

  “Yeah, well you’ll get a chance to whoop your sister’s ass when she gets here,” Dewar said laughing.

  “You’re right, I’m definitely going to beat her ass,” I replied.

  I was talking to Pierre and during the whole conversation I kept seeing Dewar eyeing me from the corner of my eyes. I knew he wanted me too, but trust me the feelings were mutual. I felt a little bad. I actually felt like a ho, but my momma always said men do it, so why can’t we. I definitely wanted all of them, well at least these three.

  Damonte got up and asked, “Would you like to dance Raine?”

  I looked at him and then at Pierre. They were both smirking at each other and I liked the competition.

  “I’d love to. I’ll be back Pierre and Dewar,” I said while taking Damonte’s hand.

  He guided me onto the dance floor and at that same moment T-Pain’s I’m in Love with a Stripper blasted through the speakers. I was excited beyond excitement. Damonte stood behind me and wrapped his hands around my hips. I moved to the beat of the song while Damonte whispered the lyrics into my ear, occasionally rubbing his lips across my earlobe.

  I started rolling my ass on Damonte, very slowly. I was trying to get the feel of him. He was already hard from what I felt. I instantly became wet by his hardness on my ass. Moving so sexual, he rolled his groin against my butt. He wanted me to feel all of him and I was surely feeling it. I was into my own world while pleasing myself and Damonte. It was like we were both showing each other how we wanted to fuck the other, slow and sensual.

  Damonte stopped and whispered something else, “Look baby, I think we got some admirers up there.”

  I looked up and saw Pierre and Dewar staring down at us. The look on their faces suggested jealousy but arousal at the same time. I kind of liked the thought of them looking at us and I knew for a fact that Damonte loved it.

  While we were dancing, Ishmael and Storm walked in and headed straight to the VIP area.

  “Hey, what’s up? What y’all doing? Who or what are y’all watching? Cause whatever it is, it’s really doing some serious shit,” Ishmael said to Pierre and Dewar.

  They looked back and smiled. “Anyway, what took your ass so long? I spoke to you on the phone, over two hours ago,” Dewar said while giving Ishmael dap and hugging Storm.

  “The Mrs. and I had to take care of some business,” Ishmael said.

  “We’re just watching Damonte dance with the girl that I want,” Pierre said.

  “You mean that we want,” Dewar said smirking.

  “Damn y’all all want the same girl. She must be fine as hell. Let me see,” Ishmael said, looking at the dance floor.

  “I’m Storm by the way, since Ishmael forgot his manners and didn’t introduce me,” Storm said, looking at Ishmael.

  “Nice to meet you, he’s like that sometimes. O1’ forgetful ass,” Pierre said, laughing.

  “She’s fine. No offense baby, but she is,” Ishmael said.

  Storm walked over to see also. She gasped as she looked surprised. “That’s my older sister, Raine, who I was telling you about, baby. It looks like her and your friend having a hell of a time,” Storm said.

  “She said that she had a sister named Storm. I guess you were the one,” Dewar said.

  “Ishmael, what you doing here…? I thought you was staying at home tonight,” Monte said while giving dap to Ishmael.

  “I was but I decided to come anyway. To make sure y’all niggas are under control,” Ishmael laughed.

  “Sweetheart, I want you to meet someone,” Monte said to Skye.

  Skye walked over and immediately became shocked.

  “Skye, what’re you doing here?” Storm asked looking funny.

  “Raine and I came together. The question is when were you going to introduce us to your man?” Skye said making emphasis on man.

  “Whatever, we’ll talk later. Ishmael this is my younger sister, Skye. Skye, this is Ishmael,” Storm said as Ishmael and Skye exchanged greetings.

  “Well it sure is a lot of introducing tonight. I guess we were all meant to meet somehow,” Pierre laughed.

  “Shut up, Pierre” Monte said laughing also.

  Back on the dance floor, Damonte and I were still dancing three songs later.

  Ginuwine’s When We Make Love came on.

  “May I have this last dance?” Damonte asked.

  I smiled and replied, “But of course.”

  We had become quite acquainted with each other while dancing and were now dancing face to face. His arms found my ass and stayed there. I wasn’t complaining. It was something about his touch that was so pleasurable. He moved his hand around to the front of my skirt, then down my thigh. It stayed there for awhile until he moved his hands up further and further. His hands now were playing with my panties. He started to sing again in my ear, “That’s what it sounds like when we make love.”

  All of a sudden I felt his finger enter me and he asked, “Do you feel it?” Following the song, I moaned, “Yes!”

  I couldn’t believe what I was doing. Here I was supposed to be dancing and his fingers were dancing inside of me. No one noticed because of the darkness of the dance floor. He entered another finger, then another. I was fully coated as he drew his fingers in and out of me.

  I was moaning just like Ginuwine and the woman in the song. He looked in my eyes and I knew he was getting off by seeing my face and the look I was giving him.

  “You like that Raine? Rain on me baby, rain on my fingers for daddy,” he whispered in my ear while kissing it.

  I looked up again and seen Pierre and Dewar looking at me once again. This time they looked really aroused. I’m guessing they knew what Damonte was doing to me. I liked it more. I came on his fingers. He took his fingers out of me an
d started licking his fingers.

  “You taste just like rain, baby,” Damonte said as we walked off the dance floor and re-entered the VIP room.

  I looked over and Pierre and Dewar were following my every step.

  “Had fun?” a female voice asked. I looked over and there was my sister with her man.

  “It depends, should I tell you? Since you didn’t let me meet your new man,” I said jokingly.

  We both started laughing. She introduced me and Ishmael. I introduced her to Damonte afterwards. I was a little thirsty so Dewar had the bartender bring some drinks up for us. We were having a good time laughing and flirting with each other, me, Pierre, Dewar, and Damonte.

  I had to go to the restroom, so I excused myself, “I’ll be right back. I have to use the ladies room.”

  “Go ahead sweetie, I’ll be right here when you return,” Dewar said sexily.

  I winked and walked out, knowing for a fact that they were all watching my ass.

  I went downstairs to the restroom to do what I had to do. I was exiting the restroom, when suddenly I bumped into a tall figure.

  “Going somewhere?” the voice said.

  He was playing with me and I decided to play along.

  “It depends on where you’re taking me,” I replied kissing his neck.

  “I can take you where ever you like,” he said.

  “Take me to ecstasy,” I said rubbing my hands down his chest.

  He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Luckily for me, no one was coming at that time. He took me down a hall and into a room that had the word ‘Kinky’ written on it. I was curious about the word on the door. It was like the room was hidden for some odd reason. He unlocked it with a key and I looked around.

  The room was lit with a red light. It had a sexy vibe to it. Definitely one I could make love in. He walked us over to a large sofa and laid me down. He was looking at me like he could rape the hell out of me. At this time, I wanted him to. He leaned down and started placing soft kisses on my neck and collar bone. He had found one of my many spots. He lifted my shirt up and placed butterfly kisses down my stomach. He took his kisses all the way down until he reached my navel. Swirling his tongue in my navel, he pushed up my skirt and took down my panties. He was smooth with it and I was waiting for his next move. It was something about his touches that was different from Damonte’s. They were more passionate. When ever he touched me, it was like someone was lighting a match at my feet.