My Man's Best Friend II

by Tresser Henderson

  “Let me go,” she whispered. My hand remained clamped around her neck.

  “You were a past mistake I regret to this day!” I yelled.

  “Let me go, Jaquon. You’re hurting me,” she tried to say, pulling at my hands wrapped around her neck.

  I let her go and Sheila fell to the floor, sucking in as much air as she could.

  “I can’t believe I allowed myself to sleep with you,” I said, walking deeper into her place, pacing wildly. “I’ve changed,” I said, wondering why I felt the need to explain anything to this woman.

  Shelia was finally on her feet. I thought she was going to come at me and be mad about me putting my hands on her. But this trick was smiling. She was actually smiling.

  I looked at her, frowning because I didn’t get it. Why in the hell was she smiling?

  “If you wanted to come in my place, Jaquon, all you had to do was ask.” She smirked. “I would have let you enter in more ways than one.”

  “What?”

  “You know I like it rough. That was foreplay for me. I was waiting for you to whip that puppy out and pummel me with it.”

  “Sheila, I will never sleep with you again.”

  “A dog can’t change, boo boo. Not you anyway. You are the infamous Jaquon Mason. You’ve hit more women than that basketball player Wilt Chamberlain back in the day. You know that man claimed to have slept with over twenty thousand woman.”

  “I need to get out of here,” I said, trying to walk to the door, but Sheila stepped in my path.

  “I’m surprised your dick still works,” she said, walking toward me. Then she grabbed my johnson and I backed away from her gentle caress. Just that one touch made me rise right there in front of her and I hated it.

  “Oohh, baby. It looks like it’s ready to have some fun.”

  “Not with you,” I said blatantly.

  “Come, Jaquon,” she said, stepping closer to me. “You remember how we used to get down, the way you used to take it from the back. You used to punish me something fierce.”

  Sheila was a skank but she was a hell of a woman when it came to her skills in the bedroom. Her reminiscing took me down memory lane with her and I remembered the way she used to sex me. The more I thought about it, the harder my johnson became.

  She reached out and grabbed it again.

  This time I didn’t step back from her grasp.

  She smiled and said, “You are very good at what you do, Jaquon, and I wouldn’t mind having another go at this nice thick cock.”

  Her words, along with the way she was caressing my johnson, sent shivers through my body. My mind wasn’t strong enough to overcome the feelings my body was having at this moment. I closed my eyes, enjoying her caress, and wondered how I went from trying to choke this trick out to enjoying the rubs she was giving me.

  “Why don’t I remind you what you been missing?” she asked, attempting to unzip my pants.

  I opened my eyes and saw Sheila looking at me seductively. Skank entered my mind but Sheila was very attractive and had a body that couldn’t be denied.

  “Bring your A game, baby. Teach me a lesson. I’ll get on all fours like old times, boo,” she said, letting go of me and stepping back with a smirk. She lifted the tight tee over her head, revealing her plump melons.

  “I always come with my A game,” I told her and wondered why I was not running out of there.

  “Then show me. Remind me of what I’ve been missing all this time.” Sheila proceeded to unhook her bra and let her breasts be freed. Damn she was sexy. She gripped one in her hand and began licking her nipple as she peered at me. She was performing and Sheila was definitely good at this.

  The dog in me wanted to do her. I was hard as titanium right now. Anger mixed with lust was not a good combination to be in, especially when my anger was directed at the woman who didn’t have the decency to call me back.

  Sheila was pulling her shorts down, exposing her bright pink G-string. She walked over to a chair and draped each of her legs wide open over the arms of the chair. Spread-eagle, Sheila proceeded to lick her fingers before plunging them into her warm center.

  “I’m so horny for you, Jaquon. Come and give me what my body’s been craving. I’m all yours to do whatever you want, so come get it, baby.”

  A call from Kea right now before I did something I would regret would be right on time, but there was no ring of my cell. Sheila continued to push her fingers in and out, moaning as she pleasured herself.

  I didn’t know what to do. I knew what the right thing to do was but the offer had been laid before me, and what type of guy would I be to back down from this offer? I had to do what I had to do. I started walking toward Sheila, who was smiling at my approach. when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

  I began to panic. What if it was Kea? I ran to the door and peered out the peephole, seeing that I had left my door standing wide open. In my rage I forgot.

  “What’s wrong, baby? Come over here and give mama what she wants,” Sheila purred, but I wasn’t trying to hear that now. I was trying to figure out a way to get out of this apartment without getting busted by Kea.

  I peeped out the hole again to see a woman standing there this time. By her wild mane, I knew it wasn’t Kea.

  Who was she and why was she at our door?

  Chapter 36

  Jaquon

  The woman started to enter my place. Since I didn’t know who she was, I opened the door to Sheila’s place and stepped out in the hallway.

  “Can I help you?” I asked, admiring her blue eyes when she turned in my direction. She looked familiar to me but I couldn’t remember where I had seen her before.

  “I don’t know if you remember me. I met you the day you and Derrick got into your little altercation.”

  “Oh yeah. I remember you now,” I said, looking at the broken mug still in the hallway. “Damn. I meant to get that. My neighbor dropped it. When she was picking up the pieces she cut her hand. I was making sure she was okay.”

  Blue Eyes nodded. “If you have a moment, can I speak to you about something? It shouldn’t take long.”

  “Sure,” I said, stepping over the broken mug and leading her into my place. Before we continued I got the dustpan and went back in the hall to sweep up the glass. Once back inside I went to Blue Eyes.

  “So what’s up with this visit?” I asked, sitting down. “So you are the one who tried to break Derrick and me up that day?”

  “Yes.”

  “So am I to assume the two of you are together?”

  “We’re friends.”

  “Did he send you over here to apologize?”

  She giggled, saying, “As a matter of fact he doesn’t know I’m here.”

  “Okay.”

  “Jaquon, right?” she questioned.

  “Yes, and your name is what again?”

  “Trinity.”

  “Nice name.”

  “Thank you. But getting back to why I’m here . . . And please don’t take what I’m about to say the wrong way. I’m here to tell you that you need to straighten up.”

  “What?” I looked at her like she had lost her mind.

  “Jaquon, you are a dog. You are a trifling man who can’t keep his dick in his pants. You sleep with anything with a pulse and I find you a bit repulsive.”

  “Excuse me,” I said with surprise. Is she serious? I thought.

  “I’m going to need you to restrain your urges and learn to be the man Kea wants you to be. It’s time to grow the hell up and stop being this playa. Just because you are using women to cover up something that possibly happened to you in your past doesn’t mean you can’t fly right now and take Kea as your own.”

  “You came all the way over here to diss me?”

  “Yes,” she said callously.

  “Don’t take what I’m about to say the wrong way, but you need to mind your own damn business and stay the hell out of mine,” I said, getting up from the sofa. “And if you know what’s good for yo
u, you will get the hell out my place,” I said furiously, after letting what she said sink in.

  Trinity began to laugh. I mean she was really tickled about something, and her laughter angered me more.

  “Get the hell out,” I yelled.

  She whipped her head around to me and said, “Sit down, Jaquon. I’m not done yet.”

  “Like hell you aren’t.”

  Her laughter turned quickly into a look of dare. “You must think I’m stupid. If you think I believe you were checking on your little friend to see if she was okay from a cut hand, you got another think coming.”

  Homegirl was stepping up to her dare with a poise that seemed unfazed by my anger.

  She went on to say, “You choked your so-called friend up and slammed her into her own apartment. Honestly I believe you came close to sleeping with her.”

  I was stunned into silence.

  “Now sit down before I make another trip over here to tell Kea that you have been screwing the neighbor.”

  I was in a rage. I stood for a minute before doing as she requested, and sat down.

  “That’s a good boy.”

  “I’m not a boy,” I countered.

  “Well your actions are not that of a man,” she retorted. “Jaquon, you weren’t in that apartment long enough to sleep with that woman but I know in a matter of minutes your conclusion would have been to be deep inside her. The scent of sex seeped into the hallway as soon as you opened her door so ain’t no telling what homegirl was doing to urge you to cheat on Kea yet again.”

  Scowling, I asked, “Can you get to the reason why you are here? Because you are pissing me off.”

  Again she smiled and said, “You want to be with Kea and I want to be with Derrick. If you cheat on her then that’s going to leave her free to be with Derrick. Do you get it now?”

  “Kea doesn’t want Derrick anymore. She made her choice in the store that day.”

  “Poor little Jaquon. All that body and no brains.”

  “Yet you were the stupid one who allowed a man in love with another woman to fuck you,” I countered.

  This comment caused Trinity to flinch. I found her weakness.

  “For somebody so quick to call everybody else out on their flaws, how have you allowed yourself to fall in love with a man you can’t even have?”

  “Oh, I can have him,” she bellowed.

  “Not without my help, it seems. That’s why you are over here isn’t it, to get me to stay faithful so Kea can never leave me?”

  “Don’t sit there and act like you would be happy for Derrick to have her.”

  “I’m not but I’m not threatening you either. I’m getting Kea back all on my own. Now I know your threats don’t hold water, especially if telling Kea about my indiscretions is going to make her leave me and send her running into the arms of Derrick.”

  Trinity seemed to be losing her power in this conversation. She was so quick to shut me down but now it looked like the tables were turning.

  “So you want Kea to become Derrick’s wife?”

  “Wife?” I questioned.

  “I found a diamond ring in Derrick’s console table. He doesn’t know I found it but I did. And I know he’s going to ask Kea to marry him.”

  “And how do you know the ring was for Kea?” I asked incredulously.

  “It had an inscription inside the ring. ‘To Kea with love’ is what it said.”

  “I’m going to hurt him,” I said, jumping to my feet.

  “Jaquon, please sit down. You are such a silly boy.”

  “Is your hearing bad? Because I thought I told you don’t call me a boy. I’m a man.”

  “Whatever. Look, Jaquon, I’m sure of what I want. I’m paying attention to what’s going on around me. You, on the other hand, have let the seduction of loose women cloud your mind to not see a good thing when it’s in front of you. So not only are you going to straighten up, you are going to ask Kea to marry you.”

  Was this woman serious?

  “Two proposals will confuse Kea more and with you being with her the majority of the time, I think she will eventually accept yours.”

  “He’s probably asking Kea to marry him now. Where the hell am I supposed to get a ring on such short notice?”

  Trinity reached into her tote and pulled out a velvet box. She had to be kidding me. The woman came with an engagement ring in tow.

  “Ask her tonight,” she said, handing me the box.

  “You really do love Derrick, don’t you?”

  “I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make him my man.”

  Trinity got up to leave, saying, “I’m glad we had this little talk.” She went to the door, opening it to leave, only to find Sheila standing there looking like she had her ear to the door, eavesdropping.

  “You see what I’m saying. You need to handle this,” Trinity said, looking at Sheila in disgust.

  “Who the hell is she, Jaquon?”

  Trinity looked back at me and said, “Please, from now on think with the head on your shoulders and not the one between your legs. Get your woman back and drop these skeezers.” With that she sauntered past Sheila, who was ready to go off now at the fact that Trinity called her a skeezer.

  Chapter 37

  Kea

  There was no talking when Derrick and I got to his home. Our passion for one another had been extinguished and now a fire had been ignited again. All of the time we missed being away from each other came down to this moment. I still questioned myself as to why I was here. When Derrick dropped me off at my car to come back to his place, I could have driven myself home to Jaquon. But my love for Derrick wouldn’t allow me to. I knew I was in trouble when he kissed me under the tree and now I was here with him. As much as Derrick wanted me was as much as I wanted him inside me.

  Derrick came to me, caressing my face in his hands. He pulled me into him and placed a soft kiss on my lips again.

  “I’ve wanted you so bad and now I can finally have you with no worries or hesitation,” he said passionately.

  I wanted to concur but thoughts of Jaquon entered my mind.

  “I want to make love to you,” he said, pulling my body into his. Our embrace allowed me to feel his erection and I craved him in that moment. My inner thighs throbbed to have him inside me. Then my cell phone rang.

  Derrick let go of me. I tried to struggle to get into my purse and answer it. I wasn’t fast enough before the call went to my voice mail. I saw that it was Jaquon. In fact I had several missed calls from him. I knew he was waiting for me to get home so I could tell him what the results were.

  “I need to make a call real quick,” I said, attempting to dial Jaquon’s cell.

  “Please don’t,” Derrick begged. He took my phone and my purse out of my hand and placed it on his console table.

  My body shook with nervousness. I didn’t know why I was so nervous. I had been with him numerous times before but this time it felt different. It felt real. All of our secrets were out and we could be with one another with no inhibitions stopping us. But I had one that should have been stopping me. I had Jaquon. How would I now play the hypocrite when I went back into our relationship agreeing to start off on a clean slate? Here I was playing the cheating girlfriend again. Before, I felt I had every right to sleep around on him but now I had no excuse to do what I was doing. I knew deep in my heart Jaquon was with me for all the right reasons, his main one being the fact he loved me. But still I had doubt if he could remain faithful to me.

  “I can’t do this,” I said with tears filling my eyes. This was too much for me. My mind was cluttered with which decisions I should be making. Part of me wanted to dive into Derrick’s arms but the other part wanted me to go into my relationship with Jaquon doing things right. I was so confused. Which one of these men do I choose?

  “Derrick, I really can’t do this,” I repeated, hoping he would step back and give me a minute to think about this, but he kept coming at me. With all his love and all his grace, Derr
ick kept touching and caressing me, bringing exhilaration to my body and I loved it. I wanted it. I craved him and yet I felt so bad for feeling this way.

  I stepped out of his path and walked to the other side of the room. “I’m serious, Derrick, I can’t do this,” I said with tears streaming down my cheeks. “This isn’t right. I’m with Jaquon now. I love him too.”

  “But you love me more,” he retorted as he crossed the room to meet me again, and I was met with more caresses and kisses to my weak spots.

  “Please. Can’t you just let this go? Let me go.”

  “I can’t, Kea. I love you too much to see a good thing get away from me.”

  “Why are you making this so difficult for me?” I asked as Derrick began to lift my shirt over my head. He then took off his own shirt, revealing this magnificent body. Damn I forgot how good this man looked. Derrick kissed me deep as he gripped the back of my head and pulled me into him. When we came up for air, I realized this man had unbuttoned, unzipped, and dropped my pants. I was so caught up in our infatuation that I didn’t even comprehend what was happening.

  “I want you so bad,” he said, undoing his pants now.

  When his manhood sprung out his boxers, I knew there was no turning back now. But I continued to try. I turned away from him and attempted to pull my pants back up but Derrick came up behind me in that instant. His body was so hot when it made contact with my body. His energy immediately transferred to me. I felt his hardness on my behind as Derrick reached around my waist and stooped a bit to insert his fingers into my center. With the first entrance, I sighed with pleasure. As much as I wanted my body to combat his cravings, my own were beginning to take over. His fingers gently stroked me deep. I dripped my satisfaction as my juices saturated his hand. Damn this felt so good.

  He kissed my neck and gripped my breast with his other hand as he continued to plunge his fingers in and out of me. I was so close to cumming as he stroked my clit and pinched my nipple. I leaned my head back in the crook of his neck as he pleased me to no end. Gripping his hands, I could not resist the urge to climax any longer and I pushed his fingers deeper inside me, causing more friction to release my nectar onto his hands.