Love in the Trap

by Lucinda John

  “You were just getting ready to suck this dick.” I groaned.

  “I gotchu, daddy.” Mia said, before she got on her knees.

  Shanie

  “And they all lived happily ever after, the end.” I read the last sentence of the bedtime story I was reading my sisters before I shut the book closed.

  When I looked up at them, they were both fast asleep. I reached to the top bunk and kissed Shawna, then bent down to the bottom bunk to kiss Sherry. My little sisters were my heart and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for them. After making sure all their toys were picked up, I turned on their night light, and walked out of the room.

  Since I got a promotion at my job that paid me really good, we were able to get a bigger place. My mother was able to quit one of her jobs and stay at home more with the girls. I loved how hard my mother went for us and was happy that I was able to help out so she could catch a break. The death of my father had us struggling financially for a little while, but my mother, being the strong black woman that she was, made sure we never went without, even if that meant beating her body up by working two, or sometimes, three jobs.

  Once I made sure the house was clean and smelling like Lysol disinfectant spray, I grabbed my pre-rolled blunt and homemade daiquiri and made my way to the bathroom to take a much-needed bubble bath. As I stood in the mirror that was attached to the back of my bathroom door smoking on my blunt, I admired my naked body. With the help of the personal trainer I hired, I was able to gain thirty pounds all in the right place. I was eating good, working out, and stressing less, resulting in my now thick frame.

  I turned around to look at my ass that was now poking out and smiled at my tramp stamp tattoo of Hot Rod’s real name, Rodney. When I last went to visit him, he showed me the bomb ass tattoo that one of his jail mates did for him of my name on his chest. Since I wasn’t able to personally show him my tattoo, I had a photo of it that I was going to send him, right along with the letter I had perfectly written out in my neat cursive handwriting.

  Grabbing the mud mask, I applied a think layer of it on my face before lying down in the warm bubbles. With the help of my dermatologist I was getting rid of the blackheads that decorated my face for as long as I could remember. Even though Rodney said they didn’t bother him, my skin was something I was very insecure about. With the help of Mia who had become my right-hand who kept it all the way real with me, I was able to make the changes to perfect my beauty. I just knew when Rodney got home he wouldn’t be able to take me.

  Just as I was stepping out the tub after rinsing off the suds off my body, I heard my doorbell ringing. It was almost midnight and my mother wasn’t due to get off for another six hours, so I wasn’t sure who was outside ringing my doorbell like a crazed maniac. I quickly dried my body off and threw on a long t-shirt before walking to the door and looking out the peephole, which was covered.

  “Who the fuck is it?”

  Instead of getting an answer, my phone cell phone rang. Looking down at the caller ID, I saw Mia’s name so I answered it.

  “Bitch, I know you’re home, open the damn door!” She yelled, before hanging up the phone on me.

  “Why the fuck you got you finger covering the- OH MY GOD!!!!” I yelled, once I was face-to-face with Rodney. He had one more month left, so I wasn’t expecting him to be standing at my doorstep, looking sexier that ever.

  “You got a nigga in here or some shit?” He asked, walking past me.

  “No.” I replied, watching him look through the house for this mysterious nigga.

  “I been outside knocking on the door for like ten minutes now.” He snapped.

  “I was in the shower. Hell, you act as if I knew you was coming home. Why the fuck you didn’t tell me anyways?”

  “I wanted it to be a surprise.”

  “Damn, I can’t believe you’re home.” I squealed, looking him up and down.

  Before Rodney went in, he was boney as fuck, but those years locked down had him cocky as fuck. He was big, but in a fit way. His smooth caramel skin vividly displayed all the tattoos he had gotten while he was locked up. His hair was cut to perfection, having his deep waves on swim. I was so obsessed with the idea of Rodney getting out of jail and now that he was standing in front of me. I couldn’t find the right words to say.

  “Well believe it and make sure none of them nigga you was fucking with don’t call you while I’m here.” He said.

  “You know better than that.”

  “I know. I’m just fucking with you.” He said, wrapping his arms around my now thick waist. “Damn, you getting thick.” He said, licking his lips.

  “My trainer got me on this get big plan. I still wanna gain ten more pounds then I’ll be at my goal.” I replied.

  “Either way, I still love you the way you are. Shit, I told your ass you ain’t have to change shit to impress me. You already got my heart.” He said, kissing me on the side of my neck.

  “I know baby, but I did this for me.” I honestly replied.

  Me gaining weight, or clearing up my skin was something I wanted to do for myself. I always hated being boney and my bad skin so instead of putting myself down about it, Mia encouraged me to do something about it. I was glad to have her as my girl because she’s been there for me in more ways than any so-called friend I had has been.

  “You look good as fuck though.”

  “How about now?” I said, removing the shirt I was wearing to display my naked body. I spun around, bending all the way over and giving him a clear view of his name that I had tattooed on me.

  “That shit sexy as fuck.” He said, smacking me hard on the ass.

  “Oh yeah? Well, come hit it from the back so you can have a clear view of it daddy.” I purred, making my way to my room.

  Rodney was hot on my trail. I knew he was backed up, shit, I was too. The whole time Rodney been locked up, my pleasure came from watching porn and one of my numerous vibrators. The love I had for Rodney wouldn’t allow me to fuck around on him, even though I had plenty of men willing to dig in these guts if I allowed them to. Rodney was my one and only. If it was up to me, he would be the only nigga I spent my entire life giving up the pussy to.

  I was thirteen and he was eighteen when we met, At first, I lied to him about my age because I was really feeling him. Around that time, I was well developed for a skinny girl. I had some breasts and ass on me, and with my hair all done up, I could pass for seventeen. Before my cousin MiMi went to college, I was always hanging behind her, which made me seem as if I was older.

  One day, when I accompanied MiMi to a party that I had no business going to, Rodney approached me. I was captivated by his deep dimples, bright smile, and his thugged out style, that I had no choice but to lie about my age. We started off just talking because he was already tied down with this girl name Nina. However, when he found out that she cheated on him with her ex, he became all mine. It was hard getting him to trust me, but when he finally did, shit between us was sweet. I became Rodney’s girl and no one could tell me shit. I gave him my virginity and that alone had me locked down to him for life, something he whispered in my ears while he was catching his nut.

  When Rodney found out my real age, he was mad as fuck. He cursed me out, choked me up, and dumped me. I was down for weeks trying to get over the hurt my heart felt from Rodney leaving me and to make matters worse, I was pregnant with our baby. Left with no other option, I went to my mother and talked to her about the situation and I ended up getting an abortion. MiMi was so mad that she went over to one of Rodney’s chill out spots and cursed him out for having me go through that shit alone. I could still remember the day he smacked me for killing his child.

  “You killed my fucking baby!” He yelled at me.

  “What else did you expect me to do? You changed your number on me and all. Did you think I was gon’ have this baby alone!” I yelled back at him.

  “You should have found a way to tell me! The same way you
sent your cousin to curse me out, you could have told her you was carrying my seed.”

  “I don’t know what the fuck you want from me.” I cried. “I had to go through all this shit alone and you yelling at me as if I did something wrong.” I started sobbing.

  “You fucking did! You lied to me about your damn age. If my homeboy didn’t put me up on game, I could have been in jail behind your ass.”

  “Age don’t mean nothing.” I argued.

  “To you it don’t, but to them crackers it mean I could go to jail for fucking rape!”

  “Well, good thing I killed that damn baby huh, now you’re free.” I said without thinking.

  WHAM!

  Rodney smacked me in the mouth, causing me to hold onto my lip. I looked at him and couldn’t believe the boy I fell so madly in love with hit me. The feeling I felt must have been the way J Lo felt in that movie Enough when her husband hit her for the first time.

  “Damn, man.” He sighed, as he walked over to me.

  “Get the fuck off me!” I yelled.

  “Calm down ma, that shit just fucked me up. How you know I didn’t want my baby?”

  “You didn’t even want me, so how was I suppose to know you wanted to have a baby with me?” I asked, causing him to slip into deep thought.

  “I do want you, this situation just got as nigga feeling like a perv and shit.”

  “You don’t have to, I’m consenting.” I whispered.

  “Fuck man, come here.” He said, holding his arms out.

  As he wrapped his arms around me, a sense of security crept through my body. It felt so right to be with Rodney, even though there was a five-year gap between us. Age didn’t mean shit to us, we were in loved and that’s all that mattered. We continued on with our relationship even though shit wasn’t perfect between us.

  “You finna sit there and daydream or our you going to come suck this dick.” He said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

  Rodney was now stark naked, stroking his meaty nine-inch pole. My mouth watered as I got down on my knees and accepted him in my mouth. I sucked and slurped on his dick the way he taught me to five years ago. I spat on his dick, making it wet and nasty, before sucking it all up as if my name was Hoover.

  “Damn, baby, suck that shit.” He moaned, running his hands through my bob. Thank God I decided to get it sewed in instead of a quick weave because he was holding onto my shit for dear life as I took him on the ride of his life.

  He stood up and flipped me upside down so that my pussy was in his mouth while I sucked his dick. The way he was eating my pussy out had me forgetting about the task of topping him off. When he stuffed his thick, long tongue down my hole and tickled my G-spot, I died a peaceful death.

  “Ohhhhhhhh fucccccccck!” I cried out, as he rotated from sucking my clit to fucking me with his tongue.

  A few nuts later, he was finally plunging his dick in my tight pussy. At first, it took me a minute to readjust to his size, but when I did, I was throwing this pussy back as if I was a professional pitcher. He showed my pussy no mercy as he fucked me long and hard. When he prematurely busted, I didn’t get mad. I knew it had been a minute since he had pussy. Once he gained his composure, I got on top and rode him until his toes curled and he was filling me up with his nut. We spent the wee hours of the night kissing, touching, sucking, and fucking. Our nuts became one as it stained the brand new bed in the bag that I had just purchased from Target.

  “That pussy still good.” He said, once we were cuddled up.

  “The dick is still the best.”

  We spent the rest of the night talking about how good life was about to be for us, until I was hit with his loud snores. I looked up at him and fell in love all over again. Brushing my fingers across his full lips, I kissed him all over his face before snuggling closer to him. After two and a half years of being apart, it felt good to finally be in the arms of my man.

  * * *

  “What the fuck is going on in here?” My mother snapped, causing me to jump up from the bed. When I realized I was still naked with dried up cum stain on my thigh, I quickly grabbed my robe to cover myself.

  “Shanie, bring your ass out here so I can talk to you now,” she said, trying to take her eyes away from Rodney’s dick that was all out in the open. Rodney must have really been dog tired because none of this commotion woke him up. Grabbing the blankets, I threw it over his naked body and went to go have this talk with my mama.

  “Ma, I am so sorry.” I said.

  “Shanie, baby, you have to be responsible. I get it that you’re an adult and you are going to have sex, but you have to be mindful of your sisters. What if it was one of them who had walked in and saw y’all goods all out in the open?” She asked, making sense.

  “Yes mama, I understand and I’m sorry for being so irresponsible.”

  “Another thing, I know you pay and you help out with the bills, but if he was going to be staying here, I would have appreciated if you came and talked to me about it first.”

  “I’m sorry mama, I had no idea he was getting out so early,” I replied.

  “I have no problem with you having a boyfriend, but please be careful of what you do in front of your sisters. They are still young and I don’t want them seeing things before their time.”

  “Ok mama, if Rodney doesn’t have any place to go, is it ok if he crash here until he gets himself together?” I asked.

  “As long as he ain’t still dealing them drugs, he’s more than welcome to stay here.” She said.

  “Thank you, mama,” I beamed.

  “I’m about to lay down. Do me a favor and fix your sisters some breakfast when they wake up.” She said, before walking in her room.

  Since I was already up, I decided to get a head start on breakfast. My mind replayed the events of Rodney and my sexual encounter as I pulled out the ingredients I needed to prepare a big breakfast. I seasoned the steak and let them sit while I cooked the eggs, grits, biscuits, and pancakes. Searing the steaks on each side, I placed them in the oven to finish cooking. Just as I was wrapping everything up and cleaning the kitchen, my sisters came down ready to eat.

  “If we finish our food, can we go to Cammi’s house?” Sherry asked.

  “If mama says it’s ok, then yes.”

  “Ok.” She smiled, taking a seat at the table.

  Since they were picky eaters, I sat a plate of pancakes and eggs in front of them, then fixed a plate of food for Rodney. I made sure my sister’s were good before I brought Rodney his food. When I walked in my room, he was now lying on his stomach still knocked out. I heard ringing coming from his pants pocket. Placing the plate of food down, I fished through his pockets until I retrieved the ringing phone.

  “Hello?” I answered.

  “What’s up sis? Where yo nigga at?” Romeo spoke into the phone.

  “He right here sleep.” I replied.

  “Damn tell that nigga to get at me when he wakes up.” Romeo said.

  “Will do.” I said, hanging up the phone.

  I made sure my room door was locked before jumping on Rodney. I grabbed the side of his neck between my lips and sucked on it real hard until he stirred out of his sleep. He turned around and his dick was nice and hard, ready for me. I slightly lifted up so his dick could slide in my wetness before rocking my hips.

  “Damn.” He groaned when I spun around and gave him the perfect view of his name.

  I bounced my ass on his dick wildly until my cum started running down his dick. Rodney flipped me over and started digging deep in my guts from the back. His index finger and thumb played with my now swollen clit while he deep stroked me.

  “Ahhhhhhhh shit!!!!” I cried out, feeling myself explode everywhere.

  “That’s what the fuck I’m talking about, wet this dick up for daddy.” He groaned, never missing a beat.

  He flipped me over again, this time he had me on my side with my legs formed in the shape of the letter “L�
�. He slipped his dick in me and started hitting it, instantly making contact with my spot, causing me to cry out like a wounded puppy. A few strokes later and it was as if somebody had busted a bottle of water between my legs. That’s how wet my pussy was as I came.”

  “Shiiiiiiiiiit!” Rodney groaned, cummin’ shortly after me.

  “You see what you did.” He chuckled.

  “Nah, you did it.” I said, attempting to get up. My legs were so weak that I had to lie back down.

  “That’s my food?” His greedy ass asked, reaching for the food.

  “Yeah.” I exhaustedly replied.

  “I wore your ass out.” He chuckled, taking a bite out of the steak.

  “That you did. You staying here with me right?”

  “You know Ma Dukes ain’t having that.” He replied.

  “I talked to her already; she knows you’re here.”

  “How?”

  “She saw us all naked and shit, busting in my room.” I answered.

  “Nah.” He laughed. “She lusting after this big dick, you better watch out.”

  “You play too much.”

  “I was gonna crash at Ro’s house, but hell, if Ma Dukes ok with me staying here, then I rather be up under you every night,” He said, finishing off his second steak. Rodney was one nigga that could eat, so I knew I was about to be cooking for his ass like crazy.

  “Speaking of Ro, he called you.”

  “I’mma hit him up later. Bae, do me a favor and go down to Ro’s car and grab them bags. I ain’t tryna run into ya moms.”

  “Ol’ scary ass.” I joked, before sliding a maxi dress over my naked body.

  * * *

  After dropping my sisters off at my cousin’s house, Rodney and I headed over to Mia and Romeo’s house to chop it up. I wasn’t off today, but I called off to be with my baby. When we arrived, Mia grabbed me so we could go get our hair and shit done while they guys stayed behind and played 2K.

  “I’m thinking about dying my hair red and gold and getting a short cut with a long full side bang with red highlights,” I said to Mia.