Love Don't Cost a Thing

by Shelby Clark

  “Tell me you didn’t have sex with him?”

  “God, No! But he did try to make a pass at me. When we left to go to the store it turned out to be closed so we decided to just sit in the car so you and Justin could get your freak on…”

  Leah threw her head back smiling, “Lord, yes, thanks sis. I owe you for that one.”

  “In the car, before Colin showed up, Preston was telling me that he always loved me and he saw an opportunity to see me again and he took it.”

  “Bastard! Yeah, I’m listening, go on.”

  “He then said he never felt he was successful enough to approach me in the past. But now he’s doing pretty good for himself. The next thing I knew, he tried to kiss me and then touched my breast.”

  “Get the hell out!” Leah’s mouth fell open.

  “So I tried to slap the taste out his mouth, and that’s when Colin drove up screeching his wheels behind us and jumped out the car. He scared the hell out of both of us.”

  “Oh god!” Leah covered her mouth in shock.

  “I wasn’t sure what Colin was about to do. I thought he was about to go off on Preston. I never saw so much rage in his eyes. At the same time, Preston had his hand around my neck trying to pull me toward him.”

  Leah reach for Monica’s hand to squeeze it for comfort and support.

  “You know men are very protective and possessive when it comes down to their property and their women.”

  “He is that! I must say, and he let no one go there with him.”

  “Girl! I know you’re a trained agent, but I’m about to go trained crazy on his ass!”

  “No, Leah, this is my place, my problem, and my man Preston compromised. Thanks, big sis, but I can handle myself. He has to go, as a matter of fact. Leah, pack his shit and call him a cab. As soon as they get back I’m snatching my keys!”

  “That’s right, girl, handle your business! We are the London sisters and don’t nobody fuck with us. That’s how we carried it growing up and that’s how we carry it now.”

  “I should’ve listen to Colin. He has a very keen sense of judgment when it comes to peoples’ characters.”

  “I got your back, Moe. Preston’s not going to start any shit while I’m here. I’m going to sit here and let you handle things until you need me.”

  “That’s good, but I got it. I think I hear them coming.”

  ****

  Preston and Justin finally returned laughing and joking as they entered the condo. Leah signaled Justin to follow her to the bedroom and shut the door behind them. Preston hopped onto the sofa, throwing his legs up on the ottoman to get comfortable.

  “Hey, Moe, what’s up with Le… Hey, isn’t that my bag in the middle of the floor? Why is it out here?”

  “I’ll tell you why, motherfucker, because you’re getting the hell out of my house!” Moe walked swiftly over to the bag and picked it up and threw it at Preston.

  “What? Why are you talking to me like that, Moe? What did I do to you?”

  “Too damn much. I said get the hell out!”

  Monica paused and threw her hand on her hip as she pointed her finger with the other hand.

  “You knew I was engaged and I remember just now that I also introduced Colin to you as my fiancé. And you thought in your sick, twisted little mind that you were still going to try your hand. Not!”

  “But, Moe, I’m sorry. I can explain all that to you. It won’t happen again. I know now that you love Colin! Can’t I just be here for you guys?”

  “Just give me the keys to my car, Preston, and wait outside for your cab.”

  Within seconds a horn was blowing. Monica walked toward Preston to direct him out as he walked backward to the door. They stopped in the foyer.

  “I’m going to say it one more time, keys please!”

  Preston replied in a deep voice as he leaned in to try and steal a kiss.

  “What if I don’t?”

  Monica met his nose and mouth with a right hook of her fist and then grabbed him, pulling him forward as she jolted her left knee between his crotch.

  “Ah!” Preston yelled in a high pitched voice and fell to the floor.

  “Preston, you don’t get to fuck with my life or my man. If he was here, an ambulance would be here for you instead of a cab.”

  “Fuck you too, Moe,” he replied in a squeaky voice. “You know we could’ve had something nice together. You missed out,” he yelled as he threw her keys at her.

  Out of reflex she reached down and slapped his face with excessive force as she yelled back at him, “Please, I wouldn’t be with your sorry ass even if you had the only cock on this planet. And another thing, no one gets to touch me uninvited. That’s for putting your hands on me! Get outta my house while you can!”

  By the time she finished speaking, Justin came running in from behind Monica to escort Preston out the door while Leah attended to Monica.

  “Yes, please do, Justin. Get him out of here. I don’t want to jeopardize my job on that immoral rat.”

  Leah took Monica’s hand and led her back to the sofa.

  “He’s gone, calm yourself! Sissy, I thought you were about to lose it. That’s why Justin and I came out to help get him out of here, plus I heard him talking trash.”

  Monica chuckled a little to try and calm down.

  “Yeah, ha, I got it. I’m all right now. Girl, I hate his guts now. Obviously, he was no longer my friend, but more of an opportunist trying to satisfy himself.”

  “Apparently so, but I’m glad it all came out when it did.”

  “Me too.”

  “But anyway, Moe, I have some sad news.” Leah grabbed Monica’s hands.

  “What is it?”

  “Calm yourself, nothing bad. It’s just, Justin and I are going to shorten our visit.”

  They hugged each other tightly and shared some tears.

  “No, Lele, why? I don’t want you to leave yet. Can’t you stay a couple more days?”

  “No, Moe. I have to get back to the children. They need Justin and me. And things are a mess here. I feel partly responsible. If you never gave us that time this wouldn’t have happened.”

  “We don’t know that for sure, but nevertheless, I do need to go find my love and clear things up.”

  “Yes, please do, I liked Colin. We just didn’t have the proper time to really get to know one another. Express my apologies, Moe. And maybe soon you two can come and visit us under better circumstance in Africa.”

  “Maybe, I would like that very much.”

  They hugged again as Justin put their bags in the hallway.

  “Our cab is downstairs now. We have to go.”

  “Lele, I can take you to the airport.”

  “No, didn’t you just say you had matters to take care of? Now go, attend to your business.”

  “I love you guys!”

  “We love you too, and thanks for everything.”

  Monica shut her door and ran to shower and dress extremely nice for Colin. This time she was not backing down. He was going to see her and listen to what she had to say whether he liked it or not. She wasn’t going to let him go without a fight.

  Colin Bradford, get ready because I’m coming to see you. I don’t care if you’re ready or not. I love you, man! And you’re going to know it when I’m done with you!

  ****

  “Hi. You’ve reached Colin. I’m not available right now, but you know the drill.” Colin’s voicemail ended right before she heard the beep.

  “Um, hi. I know we haven’t really talked. It’s pretty cold out here. I have a situation. Can you help me out? I have a flat tire and I’m near the entrance of Golden Key Park. Hurry please.”

  Monica sat in her car waiting for Colin to call her back. In her rush to get to his house, she never expected her shortcut would cause her to blow a tire after hitting a deep pot hole. Within twenty minutes of her call, Colin and a tow truck was pulling up behind her.

  Her heart began to pound hard against her chest
, causing her to breathe hard. She didn’t know whether to hug him or wait for his response. Choosing the latter, she just remained quiet. Her side mirror gave her ample view of Colin. His first words were with the tow truck driver, and then he walked toward her car with no expression except for a tight jaw line. She got out of the car to meet him as he walked up to her.

  “Are you alright?” he asked as he observed her car. It looked as if he was looking for someone to be riding with her.

  “Yes, just a little upset about my tire.”

  Colin walked around her car to look at the tire. From his peripheral, however, he once more tried to glance inside her car.

  “He’s gone,” she said.

  He gave Monica a sharp look. “What?”

  She wasn’t sure if she should repeat herself. Before she could open her mouth, the tow truck driver came over to her to instruct her to get all her belongings from the car because he was about to load it onto the flatbed. She just grabbed her purse and gave him a spare key.

  Colin walked over to help her up into his Hummer SUV. She was really dressed up. She hoped he noticed, but he gave no compliments.

  “Come, let me help you into the truck.”

  She reached for his hand. His strength sent electrical shock waves throughout her body. In an instant she felt pools of moisture filling her panties.

  Oh my, I didn’t realized it’d been that long. I’d be lucky if he talks to me tonight. I better not even think about him stroking me in any position. I guess I’m fucked. Oh, how I wish we could.

  There was still snow and patches of ice on the ground. Her stiletto boots were not suitable for the conditions, but she wanted to look her best in her tight, skinny jeans and her raw silk blouse that complimented her full breasts. Her rabbit fur hipster jacket reveal her shapely curves, giving full range for the imagination to run wild.

  Monica’s foot slipped as she climbed in. Colin grabbed her waist before she could fall. Her body slid forward causing his hand to land between her legs, cupping her channel. Their recent distance made the touch of his hand stimulate all her senses.

  “Mm,” she moaned out of instinct.

  Monica noticed a sudden swell in Colin’s pants. She knew he was trying to hold back and hide his erection. He took his time to remove his hand.

  “I’m sorry if I hurt you. I didn’t want you to hurt yourself.”

  “I’m OK, thank you.” Monica tried to play along, but she saw the tent in his pants.

  Yeah, I saw that, baby. You want me as much as I want you. Your cock is about to torpedo through your pants. Yes! He still wants me.

  Colin went around the truck and pulled off, heading to his house.

  “Why are you so dressed up? Were you about to go out?”

  “Actually, I was on my way to your place. I tried to take a short cut and one thing led to another and here I am.”

  “So you’re telling me you wore these high heel boots just to come see me. There’s still a lot of snow on the ground. You can’t walk in them out here.”

  “Well, I didn’t plan to do much walking.”

  Colin continued looking straight ahead while driving, still without any expression.

  For the first time she notice him squeezing on to the steering wheel pretty tight.

  “No? What did you plan on doing?”

  Monica knew for sure that he was still angry with her, but she also realized that he still loved her. Before she could answer his question they were pulling into his driveway. He stopped the truck and put it in park. He sat there as he waited to hear her answer.

  “I was coming over here to talk to you. I thought I would be able to jump out the car and come right into the house.”

  “Hm… Is that it?” Colin paused.

  “Yes, babe, I swear it is.”

  “Sit there and wait for me to help you. It’s icy on the driveway. You could fall and really hurt yourself.”

  “You got that right, not even going to make an attempt.”

  Colin opened her door and lifted her out the truck effortlessly. He carried her into the house.

  ****

  Monica walked past a wall mirror. Admiring her own reflection, she also saw Colin approving of her view from the rear. She pretended to drop her phone and bent over to retrieve it, giving him another angle to take in the roundness of her soft cheeks. Her skinny jeans were hipsters. They were cut low around the hips. Every time she bent over her blouse would rise to expose the lower parts of her back.

  From her peripheral she saw Colin still looking as if he was in a trance. Monica allowed her thong to show from her bent position. They were black and lacey. She saw Colin grab at his manhood. Before she could get up, he stood behind her to help. She felt the stiffness of his cock. He turned her around and pinned her against a column with his body. The press was turning her on.

  “Tell me everything. Don’t leave anything out. When did he leave? I want a detailed report Agent London. Start with the garage,” Colin demanded in a deep, heavy voice close to her ear and neck.

  Monica’s breathing became even faster. Her nipples hardened and made themselves evident. Her breasts looked as if they had swelled with the rise of passionate heat waves effervescent throughout her body.

  “Mmmm, Colin, I can’t talk like this.”

  He didn’t let up any. “Yes, you can and you will. You owe me that much, Moe.”

  “I know, but…”

  “But nothing…” He nibbled on her ear and then her neck. “Start talking… I’m listening.”

  Monica’s lips began to quiver as she talked. Her desire and need became more enhanced the more Colin kissed her hot spots. He subdued his lips over hers as he reached for her nipples and gently pinched them until she began to moan.

  “P…please, babe. I want to tell you everything. Nothing happened. I promise you.”

  Colin unsnapped her blouse with one tug, he then pulled out her breast. He leaned forward to suck excessively on her cinnamon colored nipples.

  “Did you let him fuck you?”

  “Ah, please, no, I didn’t, but I want you to.”

  He continued fighting over her nipples and pressed the front of her bra to free them totally. Her breasts burst forward bouncing uncontrollably.

  “Did he suck on your nipples?”

  “Only you have. Mm, please, I want your cock.”

  Colin slid his tongue down her stomach to douse her navel. He unzipped her pants and pushed them down her legs. Pulling her toward him, he spun her around on her heel, and watched her back in the full length mirror-wall.

  Monica knew he was enjoying the view of her thong and the perfect fit between her cheeks. The way he kept caressing her cheeks was a dead giveaway, although he didn’t make a sound. She felt his hand slide down the front of her snatch. His finger slid deep between her crevice.

  She began to whine. “Babe, oh my god, he never touched me. I’m yours, please, I can’t take it anymore.” Monica began to have multiple orgasms.

  “Ooh, I like that. Your come is running down my hand. It’s nice and hot. Your pussy feels tight,” Colin moaned in her ear. “Tell me your pussy belong to me only.”

  Her knees started to buckle, but Colin held onto her. “It’s all yours, babe. I want to feel you inside me now.”

  “You want my cock?”

  “Yes, I want it so bad. I can’t stop coming. You’re driving me crazy!”

  He finally freed his shaft and put her hands on it to stroke it. The hardness of his erection made it extend every bit of nine inches. Covering her hands with his, he guided her strokes.

  “Are you sure you don’t want Preston’s cock right now?” he taunted. “I don’t want to be a substitute.”

  “You’re not. You’re the only one I need. I love you and I do want us to be together.” Monica dropped to her knees and covered his cock with her mouth.

  “Ah shit, your mouth feels so good. I love it when you suck my cock. It makes me feel like I belong to you too. I want you, Moe.
It’s been too long. I miss you very much. I want to shove my rod deep into your pussy.”

  Colin helped Monica to her feet. They quickly removed the rest of their clothes, and he then bent her over to lean her palms against the mirror. She spread her legs as far as she could and watched him insert his pole into her channel.

  Her juices flowed and increased even the more. Closing her eyes allowed her to meditate on his thrust. The feeling created an increase of liquid fire that ran down her legs after each thrust he gave her. Her sex was soaking wet. His plunges became more and more rapid.

  “Ah, ah, ah, ah, damn, Moe, ah yes, dammit, I love your pussy. It’s so good. I want you all to myself. You hear me?”

  “Ooh, ah, ah, yes, yes, babe, yes. I only want your cock inside me.”

  “I’m about to shoot my load. I want to fill you up with my hot liquids. Squeeze your pussy around my rod, babe!”

  Monica closed her legs together and contracted her inner muscle. Her Pilate workout helped her develop more muscle control. It helped her develop the ability to move randomly while squeezing her inner vaginal muscles even more. So, when the time presented itself she was able to send Colin’s cock into a spiraling explosion. She loved being able to do this because it gave her an edge over Colin.

  “Aw, Moe, shit yeah, I love it when you tighten up your pussy like that. You make me come so fast. Ah, ah, mm, babe.”

  Colin grabbed onto her waist tighter and delivered a hard, long steady thrust. Monica lost strength and slide down to the floor. Her legs quivered due to the overwhelming pleasure.

  He gave a final jolt. “I’m coming. I have so much to give you.”

  They both laid on the floor exhausted and quiet, satiated for the moment.

  ****

  Colin and Monica made their way upstairs. They laid in the bed holding each other after sharing a bath.

  “Babe, I was afraid you were going to call our engagement off before you even gave me a chance to defend myself,” Monica whispered.

  “No, I wasn’t going to do that, but I was so angry with you. I needed time away.”

  “I know you were, and I’m so sorry. Not because I did something, but because I allowed myself to be put in that position.”