by Xyla Turner
Rich took a calculated step towards Danny, who to his surprise, didn’t flinch. “Danny, if I were you, I’d watch what you say, you might have to eat those words, sooner than you think,” he said with a smirk.
“Is that so, white boy, what are you going to do, have me arrested and then plead guilty on my behalf?” He raised his eyebrow at Rich, as he was not threatened at all by him.
“Careful,” Rich grounded out.
“Oh, I know. Tell me this, I am curious. Do you guys role-play, you are the white master, she’s the wayward slave girl and you spank her ass. She used to –”
BAM.
Rich punched him in the face and for the first time that night, he saw fear, resentment and disbelief in Danny’s eyes. Danny fell onto Rich’s car and once he gathered his bearings, he charged after Rich, hence pinning him to the car. They scuffled and Danny threw wild punches, but most of them hit the car. Rich kicked him off and tackled him to the ground. He followed him, hitting him twice. “Don’t you ever speak of her that way again,” Rich yelled at him on the ground while he held Danny by the neck suffocating him. “Ever in your fucking life.”
Danny continued to struggle, grabbing at Rich’s arms. Rich wanted to hit him again, but someone came and pulled him off. He did not want to fight, nor should he stay around, so he grabbed his briefcase and got in the car. Danny stood up while people stood around him to make sure he was alright or to spectate. Rich did not care to engage further, he just knew he had to get home to Lisa.
Driving straight to her house, the lights were on, so that meant she was home. He still had not heard from her, but he was not doing another night without her so she would need to get over that. Ringing the door bell, he leaned his back against the wall. It opened and Lisa said, “Rich, are you alright?”
“Yeah,” he remained with his back towards her, still leaning against the brick. Exhaustion hit him once he got there, but now that she was here, he felt relief.
“Can I come in?” he muttered.
“Yeah, sure, come in.”
He walked in and smelled something wonderful. He went to sit on the couch, when Lisa screamed, “RICHARD, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?”
“Uh,” he was not sure what she was talking about, but he said, “Oh, I had a misunderstanding.”
Lisa ran to him and reached up to touch his face. He flinched back and she frowned, “Oh my God, Rich. Tell me what happened!”
She grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the kitchen, motioning for him to sit on the stool. Lisa ran water over a paper towel, shook her head and said, “Tell me.”
“Babe, come on.” He tried to touch his face, but she knocked his hand away and put the cold towel under his eye.
His eye must have been red and puffy for her to react this way.
“Don’t babe me. You will probably have a black eye tomorrow. How do you feel? Hold this here.” Lisa commanded, as she went to the refrigerator and gathered some cubes of ice and put them in a bag.
“I feel fine.”
“Put this over your eye and stay here.” Lisa left the kitchen area and went towards her bedroom.
He thought she was probably going to get the first aid kit. Rich hoped she understood and didn’t have any loyalty towards Danny. This could be a deal breaker and that just would not work for him. He loved her, needed her and he was not about to let Danny stand between them.
Where did he come from?
Why was he back in town?
Was he here to take Lisa away again?
A knock came on the door, then it opened. Josh stormed in, looked around the room and yelled for Lisa. “Lisa, where is he?”
Rich stepped outside of the kitchen and said, “Where is who?”
Josh’s eyes were full of fury, as he made several broad steps towards Rich. “You attacked my brother?”
Rich stood his ground and said, “That’s what he told you? Man – he lied.”
Slowing his pace, Josh said, “Yeah, he said he saw you while he was running, you confronted him and then hit him for no reason.”
Lisa came in, looked at the scene, but said nothing.
“It was not like that. I was leaving my job, he walked up to me as I was getting into my car, started laughing hysterically because I was about pounce on his stupid ass. Then he starts talking about how I’m seeing his girl and she’ll always want something that was not me and asked how that made me feel. I warned him to shut up. He kept talking about how I was a racist down to my bones and she knew it, that I really had not changed.” Rich took a step towards Josh. “I warned him again. Then he asked if we roleplayed and if I was the master and she was the wayward slave girl who would get her ass beat. I had enough and punched him in his fucking face.” Rich roared as he closed in on Josh. “He got a couple licks in. I got him off of me and I punched him some more, then I grabbed him by his throat and told him not to ever talk about her like that.” Rich ended his sentence as he was three steps closer to Josh.
“So, if that means I jumped him, yes, I did and I’d do it a fucking ‘gen, if he ever disrespects her like that,” Rich grounded out.
“He wouldn’t say that.” Josh’s voice was solemn, but no longer angry. “Lisa, do you believe him?”
Rich turned to Lisa and her eyes were wide, as her face had paled significantly. She was hurt and it was written all over her face. He prayed that he had not been the cause of that. He equally prayed that he could take it away. Josh and Rich both looked at her waiting for an answer.
“No,” she replied, as Rich’s heart fell… “Uh, I mean, no I don’t want to believe he would say those things, but I believe Rich. He wouldn’t lie about that.”
Josh looked at Lisa and remained silent. It was as if he was waging a war between believing his life-long friend over his sister’s intuition about her boyfriend. Instead of easing the pain or starting a war, Josh turned around and walked out. Lisa walked to Rich with the first-aid kit and opened it up. She motioned for him to sit on the couch.
“Lisa, you believe me?” he asked, as he sat down.
She looked up at him and said, “Of course, I believe you.” As if it was not even a doubt in her mind.
At that moment, he knew he loved her. Flashbacks of his father’s punishments for things he had perceived his son did wrong. The passive-aggressive way he dealt with his behavior, the hate he tried to instill, the paybacks, the guilt, the punches, or the verbal blows. They all created a need to be accepted, loved, supported, or just simply believed in this case. Rich pulled Lisa on his lap as she put the small Band-Aid on his face.
“Rich, stop.”
“I love you,” he said looking up into her eyes as she straddled his lap.
Lisa’s face descended towards his, touching his lips to hers and she whispered in his ear, “I love you too.”
Chapter 14: Owned
LISA:
During that intimate moment, Lisa’s house phone rang. Johnson, Aaron displayed on the Caller ID. “Hold on, it’s my dad. He usually calls my cell phone.” Lisa looked in confusion, picking up the receiver.
“Dad, is everything alright?” she asked.
“Put Wells on the phone, baby girl.” Her father commanded.
“What’s this about, Dad? Did Josh call you?”
“Lisa, put Wells on.”
She sighed but handed the phone to Rich, who also had a confused look on his face.
Rich took the phone, “Hello?”
He nodded, said, “Yes,” nodded some more. “Yes, sir…Yes, sir…No problem, sir…any time.”
Rich looked at Lisa and repeated, “Yes, sir.”
Then he put the phone on speaker.
“Baby girl, I want you to stay away from Danny, okay? I don’t care what ties you have with him or what, I need you to stay clear of him.”
“Yes, daddy.”
“Is that going to be a problem?”
“No, dad.”
“I never liked that kid. He used to play too rough with you and then h
e wanted to date you. There was just something about him. I never liked him. Rich, if you see him around Lisa or yourself, please send me a text. I warned him three years ago, but now he’s reactivated my threat. That stunt he pulled today was the last straw, but I heard through a mutual friend, Rich gave him the business.” Her dad chuckled. “Glad you found someone that will fight for you, baby girl.”
Aaron clicked off, so Rich put the phone back on the hook. Rich took Lisa’s hand and pulled her back on his lap, so she was straddling his hips again.
“What happened three years ago?”
“I broke it off with him because we wanted different things in life. We were together for six years and he did not want to commit or anything. He just wanted to travel, build his career and in essence - Danny wanted to live his life the way he wanted without the thought of me. That was fine in our early 20’s, but heading towards our 30’s, it stopped being fine.” Lisa sighed.
“So, I broke it off and he didn’t take it well. He started following me, coming to the house, my job, then I had to tell my dad and Josh. I’m not sure what sort of conversation they had with him, but I never heard from him again. It was said that he moved to California, but I’m not sure if he’s back or what? Then that stunt with you. What the hell is wrong with him?”
“I have no idea, but that dude is sick. I know you don’t want me fighting or anything, but babe, the shit he said could not be tolerated.” Rich shook his head. He poked out his bottom lip and said, “Plus, I warned him twice.”
“I know. It sounds like he had that shit coming.”
“Baby, I’m telling you, it was like he was begging for it, then when I saw Josh come through the door, I realized maybe that was his intention, to cause a rift between the family and me.”
“Yeah, that makes sense because Danny is very manipulative. He wouldn’t have done something like that without thinking of all the possible scenarios. What he didn’t count on was someone else seeing it, my dad liking you or even Josh, who I think knows how Danny can be, but not sure what to do with that. It seemed to be some misplaced loyalty there.”
“Yeah, I agree.” Rich moved her hair back behind her ear and nuzzled his nose against her cheek.
Lisa wrapped her hands around his shoulders and held on as Rich picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He sat down on the bed with Lisa was straddling him, then kissed her deeply. She moaned and pulled on the hair at his neck. He pulled her hair, causing her chin to lift so he could have full access to her slender, brown neck. Rich nipped and sucked at her nape as she writhed on him, ensuring his cock would be rock hard. He quickly lifted her shirt and threw it on the floor. Grabbing one of her breasts, he squeezed and languidly sucked on her erect nipple. It was driving Lisa crazy.
“Rich,” she moaned.
He switched breast and sucked on her other nipple, causing a slow burn in her center. She was ready for him, but she wanted to thank him in other ways. She didn’t need her father to tell her she picked right this time, she knew that Rich was the man for her. Men had to prove themselves differently with other men, but for the most part, women were a whole lot easier than some seemed to think. Attention, security, and empowerment summed it up for Lisa. Showing that they care, they have your back, and empowering you to move to your next level. She was for sure in love.
Lisa unbuttoned Rich’s shirt while he continued to climb from her nipples to her neck with small kisses.
“Why do you always smell and taste like chocolate?” Rich asked.
Lisa laughed out loud and replied, “Its cocoa butter, but from out of the country. I’ve always liked that it smelled like chocolate. You’ll probably think I am weird, but since I was the perfect shade of milk chocolate, I always loved having the same scent too. It doesn’t taste like chocolate, though. I think your taste buds are just messing with you.” She chuckled.
“That’s not weird. I love it,” he smiled, “so it’s you that taste like chocolate then. I have my own mocha latte, right here. No cream, all sugar, though.”
Lisa smiled, climbed off his lap and slowly dropped to her knees in front of him. She opened his legs and unbuckled his pants. “I do want some cream. You down my throat, so I can taste your cream.”
“Fuuucckk!” he groaned.
Rich leaned up off the bed, took off his pants and briefs. His hard, long cock bounced around until its weight forced it to land on his stomach. He really was a well-endowed man, not only was he long, but he was thick. She would never get enough of him sliding in and out of her mouth, her pussy and maybe today was the day he’d take her ass. Lisa started to stroke his shaft with her right hand while wrapping her lips around his heavy sac. She licked, nipped and sucked on each one as they drew up with her strokes. Rich moaned and fisted the sheets on the edge of the bed. Lisa licked her way up to his shaft and rolled the head around her lips, wiping all of the pre-cum on them. She looked up at Rich and licked her lips.
“Lisaaa,” he moaned.
She sucked on the head like it was a lollipop, causing Rich to grab her hair and control the situation. She loved it when he took control like that. Lisa captured as much of his cock in her mouth as she could fit until he hit the back of her throat. She leaned up, so she could get more of him. He guided her head back down and back up again. His hands made her do shallow thrusts that were not as deep as the first. Lisa moaned around his dick as he thrusted up, so the head was in the back of her throat and it stayed there. His cock was huge, but the visual of it in her mouth was hot as hell. She knew her panties were soaked and even more so with the way Rich was staring at with hooded eyes.
“Goddamn! Baby, you look so good on my cock. You want it hard?”
Lisa nodded, as Rich adjusted himself so he had both hands in her hair and pulled her up where she was lying on the bed and not kneeling. She was draped over his lap and her mouth was back over his cock. He pulled her hair up, so she lifted and he said, “Open those beautiful lips, so I can fuck that sweet mouth.”
Lisa opened her mouth and moaned as he held her head in place by her hair and thrust in and out of her mouth. He was murmuring how good she felt, how good they looked, how they fit each other. He was about to lose it, but then he stopped and pulled her mouth down over his cock and let it stay there. “I want that ass tonight, baby.”
Lisa moaned on his cock. “I knew you wanted it. You’re so damn hot. How’d I get so fucking lucky?”
He lifted Lisa off of him and stood to go to the nightstand. “On your knees.”
Opening the drawer next to her bed, Rich pulled out the lube that they just bought last week. Swatting her ass, he climbed on the bed. Lisa yelped.
“My girl is so naughty.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
Rich squirted some lube on his hands, further rubbing it between her ass cheeks. Lisa felt the coolness of it, knowing for a fact it was about to happen. She had butterflies in her stomach over the reality. He squirted some more lube directly over her tightly puckered hole, as he stroked his finger in and out to spread the lube in evenly. Lisa wiggled her ass a little because it felt so good with his finger exiting her hole. It was so forbidden. Rich stuck a second finger in and Lisa exhaled sharply. Once she settled, she began to ride fingers.
“You ready for me, baby?”
“Yes, Rich.”
He bent down to kiss both her cheeks and murmured, “Look at these chocolate globes. Beautiful.” He kissed her ass again.
Rich lined up behind Lisa, pushed her upper body down towards the bed while whispering, “Get that ass up for me.”
Lisa put her cheek to the bed, spread her legs, with her back arched and knees wide for him. She wanted him to take all of it. It felt like a sense of possession. Like he would have every part of her physically to exemplify the emotional part of his ownership. Lisa never thought she’d looked at it that way, but when she thought back, that is how Danny felt when they first got together. Like she was his and nobody else’s. On some level, he was still trying t
o act like that, but he messed with the wrong one. Rich was the last one for that game.
She felt the head of his cock at the small opening. Rich prodded, then pushed. After some finagling, the head entered. There was a slight burn, but Lisa knew that the biggest burn would be that thick shaft of his settling in her tiny hole. Rich started to fuck her with just the head until it felt right and she began to moan.
“Play with your pussy, baby. It’s going to sting a little. Let me know if you can’t take it. Okay.”
“Yes,” Lisa said as she started to rub her wet clit. She was close because the whole idea of Rich fucking her ass made her so horny. Now it was a quarter of the way in there and she could not wait until he loosened her up, further fucking the sense out of her. The more she rubbed, the more depth he gained. As she was about to erupt on her hands, Rich was in balls deep. He stayed planted there for a while and breathed, “That’s my good girl. Taking me all the way.”
Rich grabbed her hips and started to exit out her canal, causing Lisa to moan in ecstasy. It felt so good to have his massive cock coming out of her ass. He pushed back in slowly, then out again. He did this a few times at a slow pace, then he started to fuck her ass with earnest.
“Riiicchh, yes…fuck me.”
“Fuucckk, your ass feels so good.” He breathed, “You’re so tight.”
“Yes.”
Rich started to stroke faster, uttering, “Oh baby, I about to cum.”
“Yes, Rich.” Lisa moaned while meeting his thrusts.
Holding on to her hips, Rich growled. “I’m cumming.”
He came so hard, his nails were digging into her hips. Rich stayed lodged in her for some time before he pulled out and fell on the bed. Lisa fell forward, utterly exhausted.
“Ba-by,” Rich exclaimed.
“Hmm.”
“You are my dream woman.”
Lisa turned to him, then smiled.
“What’s that smell?”
“Oh, shit.” Lisa jumped up, wobbling a little while running towards the kitchen.
