In Love with My Enemy

by A'zayler

  His room was cool and dark as it always was. Without even bothering to take another shower, he kicked his slides off and removed his shirt. In nothing but his ball shorts and necklace, he put his hair into a ponytail at the back of his neck and slid into his bed. He tossed and turned for a minute trying to get comfortable. It took longer than he’d liked, but he eventually found it.

  With his phone in hand, he scrolled through his social media. When he was tired of seeing the same people and posts, he looked up his new love interest, or at least tried. He didn’t even remember Cannon’s last name. He was just about to give up when he remembered it. He typed her in, and up popped her face. Ezra was hopping her page wasn’t private, and God must have heard him, because it wasn’t.

  He scrolled down her timeline first to see what kind of stuff she posted about. All he saw was inspirational girly stuff, which worked for him because he hated ratchet bitches almost as much as he hated disrespectful ones.

  Her pictures were just as breathtaking as she was in person. Ezra marveled at a few of them before continuing to scroll, hoping to run up on some pictures of her and her li’l old boyfriend she was trying to keep a secret. It wasn’t until he checked the photos other people had tagged her in that he found what he was looking for.

  “Let me look at this nigga,” Ezra said to himself as he clicked the boy’s name. Ezra’s face was frowning when the boy’s smiling face popped up in a picture of him and Cannon. “Matt Bridges? That’s that white boy shit.” He mumbled with jealousy as he stared at Cannon and how hard she was smiling. She looked just how girls be looking when they be in love.

  Ezra sucked his teeth before trying to click Matt’s picture to see the rest of them, but couldn’t. He was destined to find their story, so he scrolled down to look at Matt’s posts. Just like he knew he would, he found what he was looking for. Only it wasn’t really what he was looking for. The very first post was from Cannon.

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  “Ahh shit.” Ezra’s head fell forward as he realized how big of a fool he was. “This nigga is fucking dead.” He said to himself again ashamed of his actions. “Why wouldn’t she just say that?”

  He asked himself a million questions, trying to understand why he’d cut a fool with Cannon before leaving her house. To say he felt like the biggest idiot in the world right then would have been an understatement. When Ezra finally began scrolling down Matt’s page he noticed a host of rest in peace posts from Cannon and other people. The shit was sad to say the least, and he felt horrible about it.

  Without even thinking about it, Ezra closed the app and dialed Cannon’s number. She didn’t answer the first two times, so he called again while getting out of bed and sliding his shoes back on. He didn’t even bother to put a shirt on before grabbing his keys. It was hot outside, he didn’t need one anyway.

  He was as quiet as he could be going back out of the house. He wasn’t worried about getting caught or anything, he just didn’t want to wake anyone. His mother was a cool OG, she didn’t sweat him about curfews or girls, she just chilled. She knew him, and gave him space to be who he was. At seventeen, he was more responsible than men twice his age, and she treated him as such.

  The whole ride to Cannon’s house, Ezra tried to think of what he was going to say when he got there, and couldn’t think of one thing. He could barely park before hopping out the truck. He was on her front porch in no time. He called her phone a few more times before knocking softly.

  When she didn’t come to the door he began knocking harder. He already knew her mama wasn’t there, so there was no point in trying to be polite. She was going to talk to him before he went to sleep that night. Ezra knocked harder, and it payed off. Cannon snatched the door open with evil eyes squinted at him.

  “What!”

  Ezra disregarded her whole attitude and pushed his way inside of the house. He kicked the door closed behind him and grabbed her. He tucked her securely in his arms before kissing the top of her head. She was doing her best to put up a fight, but he was easily stronger than her.

  “Get off me. I didn’t tell you to come over here.”

  “You wouldn’t answer the phone for me.”

  “I didn’t want to talk to you.”

  “That’s why I came. Anytime you’re mad, I’m coming. I’m telling you that now so get used to it. I won’t let you ignore me.”

  “You obviously didn’t want to be here before, so why come back?” Cannon pushed out of his grasp and he let her.

  He looked at her face. It was red and her eyes were a little swollen and damp. “What you crying for?”

  “Why you ain’t got no shirt on?” She sassed, ignoring his question.

  “I hopped out of bed when you didn’t answer and came straight back.” He told her earnestly.

  Ezra stood, bare chested in her living room waiting on her to forgive him. She had to know why he was there, even though he hadn’t told her yet. Observing her tear-stained face made him feel even worse than realizing he was jealous of a dead boy. The only thing that eased the tension he felt in his chest was the small smile on her face.

  “You’re crazy.”

  “Yeah, I am for real.” He walked to her slowly with his hands outstretched. “Don’t hold it against me though.”

  Cannon stared at him with her arms folded over her chest before padding toward him. As soon as she got close, he pulled her to him and hugged her to his chest.

  “I’m sorry for acting out. I was jealous.”

  Cannon’s arms snaked around his waist. “I know, it’s okay.” He could tell she was crying again by the way her voice sounded.

  “What you crying for?” She sniffed hard and shook her head, but he squeezed her tighter. “Tell me what’s good, mama. Why you upset like this?”

  Cannon cried for a few minutes longer before sniffing a few times and stepping away from him again. “I didn’t like the way you left.” She stepped away from him and wiped her face with the back of her hand. “You can’t ever leave me like that, okay? If you’re mad just stay with me until you’re not anymore.” She looked at him with misty eyes. “Please?”

  “I got you.” Ezra said with no hesitation.

  “Matt and I had an argument one night and he left mad just like you did, but he never came back.” Cannon’s sobs took over her body as she covered her face with both of her hands.

  Ezra went back to her immediately holding her. Her crying broke his heart. He’d never lost anyone like that, but his oldest sister had, so he’d seen first-hand how that could take a large toll on a person’s mental state. His older sister’s baby daddy had been shot up in a drive by and it had taken her almost two years to get over it, and she still mourned him depending on the day.

  “He got hit by a drunk driver and died.” She whispered. “I feel so bad because if we hadn’t been arguing he would have never left, and he would have never been killed.” Cannon wailed uncontrollably after that.

  Ezra did his best to console her, which he was pretty good at. He’d spent more nights than he could count consoling his sister. That had been horrible for her, and him. To see her in that much pain crushed him every time he had to help her get herself together.

  “You can’t think like that, Cannon. It’s not your fault, it was his time to go. God was ready for him, beautiful. Be happy about that. Don’t keep stressing yourself out like this.” Ezra slid to the floor with her and held her between his legs, as she lay with her head on his chest, crying.

  The two of them remained in that spot for a while. When she was finally able to get herself together, he pulled her up and turned her around so that she was straddling his lap. She looked tired as she stared down at him. Ezra used the pad of his thumb and dried her face.

  “You feel better?”

  She shrugged.

  “Tell me how to make it better.” Ezra knew he probably sounded like a sap, but he felt too attache
d to Cannon to let her hurt like that without helping her.

  “I don’t know.” Her voice was low.

  Ezra pulled her to him and held her. Her head was on his shoulder as she scooted closer to him. Of course, even though the moment wasn’t an easy one, when the heat from between her legs rubbed across his dick, it reacted.

  “Sorry, about that,” he told her as he tried to think of something else in hopes of his man parts relaxing.

  “It’s fine,” she said as she sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  Ezra raised his eyebrows at her. “For real?”

  She nodded with a light smile.

  “Why is it okay for my dick to be getting hard while you’re crying? That makes me look like a pervert. You’re trying to pour out your feelings and I’m thinking about sex.”

  Cannon was all smiles and giggles as she looked at him through her glasses. “Sexual healing, I guess.”

  Ezra was blown away at her choice of conversation in that moment. “Is that so?”

  Versus saying anything, Cannon grabbed his face and kissed him, and not the little pecks they’d been exchanging all day, she really kissed him. Tongue all over his mouth, lips sucking his, she was even rolling her hips in his lap. Ezra didn’t know how much she thought he was going to take before giving her the D, but she was on the verge of making him lose control.

  “You want to have sex with me, Cannon?” Ezra whispered breathlessly against her mouth.

  Cannon disregarded his question and began sucking on his neck.

  “Please say yes.”

  “Yes,” she told him when she released the side of his neck to suck on his Adam’s apple.

  “Say no more, pretty girl.” Ezra held her by her butt and stood to the floor.

  “Ezra, don’t you drop me.”

  Ezra gazed at her with compassion and kissed her mouth. “I got you, mama. Stop stressing.”

  He already knew her protest came from her feelings about her weight, but one day soon she’d realize it wasn’t a lie when he told her how he felt about her body. Just thinking about it right then had him even readier for what was about to happen. When he reached her room, he kicked the door closed and locked it while holding her up with his other hand.

  Their mouths were interlocked as he walked to her bed and lay her down. Cannon stared up at him, when he grabbed the hem of her shorts. He used one finger to dip inside of the band and began rolling them down. Cannon’s body shifted allowing him the access to pull them all the way down. When Ezra noticed she wasn’t wearing panties, he got harder.

  Cannon’s eyes went to the center of his shorts where his little man was making his presence known. It was straining the fabric of his shorts and taking up majority of the space between them.

  “You’re too young for your dick to be that big, Ezra.”

  Her bluntness made him smile.

  “You’re too young to be juicy as you are, but I ain’t call you out.” He picked up one of her legs and kissed the inside of her thigh. “I just love on you.”

  “You want me to love on you too?”

  Ezra’s hooded eyes looked down at her, still holding her leg. With her calf up by his face, Ezra rested it on his shoulder and leaned his head against it. With a swift movement, his shorts were on the floor and he was naked. He enjoyed watching Cannon marvel at his body so much that he remained standing a few seconds longer.

  Cannon shook her head. “That don’t make no sense.”

  Ezra looked down between them at his dick, before looking back at her. “It’s yours if you want it.”

  Cannon’s eyes rolled to the back of her head dramatically while she simultaneously released a deep sigh. She was turned on and he knew it. Women were the one thing Ezra knew. He’d been fucking since middle school, and getting schooled on game just as long. Nuke hadn’t allowed him to lack in any area. Sex being one of the main ones. He’d been getting women to sex Ezra for years, and, thanks to them, he was a beast at a young age. He could finesse the panties off some of the baddest, especially the ones his age. Young girls were easy.

  “Aye, New Girl, look at me.” Ezra told her at the same time he looked down between them again.

  Her body was so warm, he could feel the heat without even being up in it yet. He licked his lips as he opened her legs further and admired the juicy love that was waiting for him. It was glistening already and he hadn’t even touched it yet. He couldn’t wait to get up in it, he could already tell he was about to kill her. There wasn’t no way he was going to be able to control himself once he felt her.

  “I said look at me, Cannon.”

  Her eyes submitted to the bass in his voice instantly. She looked the most vulnerable he’d seen since meeting her, which was a good thing. With him, that was safe. She could be as weak to him as she wanted to be because he wouldn’t take advantage. If anything, he’d make her better.

  “Take your shirt off.”

  Cannon shook her head without even thinking about it. Ezra frowned his eyebrows at her.

  “I wasn’t asking you. Take it off.” He turned and bit the side of her ankle before placing a kiss there.

  Cannon’s chest was rising and he wanted so badly to see her breasts. She needed to hurry and get that shirt off. He wanted it all.

  “Please don’t make me take it off, Ezra.”

  “Why not?”

  Cannon looked away from him avoiding eye contact.

  “I don’t care about your stomach, Cannon. I already know you like to eat bread.” He smirked as did she.

  “Ezraaaa,” she whined.

  “Unless you got stretchmarks from having our sister-daughter, you ain’t got nothing to hide from me.”

  Cannon covered her face. “But I do have stretchmarks.”

  Ezra smirked at how dramatic she was being. She was really cutting up. To get them both back into the mood, he slipped a finger inside of her, then another, and moved them slowly in and out of her body. Her thighs jerked a little almost as if they were going to close, but stopped.

  “Are they from my baby?”

  Her head shook but she didn’t move her hands.

  “They’re from me being fat.”

  Ezra released a low chuckle and pulled her hands from her face. “Don’t say that no more. I like stretchmarks, now take your shirt off.”

  He slid his fingers out and rubbed them over her opening before using the pad of his thumb to tease the sensitive spot he wanted so desperately to put his mouth on. Nuke had told him a million times eating pussy made girls wetter. Though Cannon didn’t need any help in that area, he still wanted to do it to her.

  “Cannon, this my last time telling you.”

  With a pout on her face, and with closed eyes, Cannon pulled her shirt over her head slowly. Ezra’s eyes went to her stomach. The small stretchmarks on the sides of her waist was barely there, and her stomach was relatively flat. Sure, she was a little pudgy, but he didn’t mind. More of her to love.

  “You cutting up, now.” He leaned over and tongue kissed her to ease her stress. “Open your eyes and look at me.”

  She shook her head and he smiled.

  “You know how pretty your titties are?”

  “Ezraaaa,” she whined again and he laughed.

  “Look, Cannon, having sex with me is intimate, baby. You’re going to have to kill this shy stuff and let me connect with you.”

  It took a minute, but her hands slowly fell and her eyes opened. Ezra winked at her and licked his lips before removing his fingers.

  “You got some condoms?” She asked.

  “Nah.”

  “You need one. I’m not on birth control, and I don’t know you.”

  Ezra nodded. “You will. You clean?”

  Cannon nodded her head.

  “Good, we’ll use one next time.” With both of her legs in the crooks in his arms, he yanked her to the edge of the bed.

  He inhaled as he grabbed his dick and put it at her entrance.

  “Ezra, w
e need to use protection.”

  He locked eyes with her and shook his head from side to side. “I said, no. Next time.” He was forceful to make sure she knew he was about to get him some of her right then, and he wasn’t about to let a condom stop him.

  Yeah, it was dumb, but he didn’t care right then. He wanted her too bad. It had been almost two months since he’d had sex and he was tired of jacking his dick. Cannon had enough wet pussy to appease him; he’d be a fool not to get it.

  “Don’t scream and wake my baby up.”

  Ezra didn’t give her time to say anything else, before pushing inside. He’d be damned if she ain’t do exactly what he’d just told her not to do.

  “Hard-headed ass girl,” Ezra managed to get out in between grunts.

  His head fell forward as soon as he was submerged. Now he was the one with his eyes closed. He’d known her pussy was about to be a drug, but it was just as juicy as her body. The way it gripped him and held on, made him feel like he was being sucked in. He was holding on for dear life as she clenched her muscles around him.

  “Ah man, Cannon.” He moaned while grabbing her leg and raising it back up to his shoulder.

  He needed something to hold on to. With his face lying against her leg and his hands on both sides of her hips, Ezra dove deep into the moment. The gushy noises and fountains of sticky waters immersing him right then had his heart beating fast. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he wanted to cry.

  Cannon was so pretty. Her face was frowned in pleasure and pain, while her hair sprawled all over the bed. Her glasses were gone, allowing him the opportunity to see her entire face, and he was loving it. Her pink lips were parted and her tongue was resting along the bottom one.

  “Look at me, baby.”

  Her eyes opened immediately. He could tell she was trying her best to mask the pain, so he eased out some. The leg that wasn’t on his shoulder locked around his back, pulling him in deeper while she shook her head from side to side.

  “Stay right there.”

  Ezra’s mouth fell open before he grabbed his bottom lip with his teeth. With all the strength he had left, Ezra made love to Cannon the best he could. He wasn’t able to show off all his tricks, but he was working her body out something serious. The constant moans she released let him know that. He, on the other hand, was barely able to say anything.