by Blue Saffire
“You better slow down Ma-me, you just got here,” Sisqo laughed.
“Whatever,” I shrugged and crossed the little distance to the bar.
I asked the tall guy behind the bar for another one and he smiled as he stared at me and reached into the ice to retrieve one for me. He opened it and passed it to me as he winked, I was so grossed out. I frowned at him and turned for the couch again. Sisqo was no longer sitting with Queeny. Two girls had taken Sisqo’s and my spot.
I searched the room for Sisqo. He was now on the other side of the room with Victor on another sofa. They had their heads locked together and Sisqo was listening to Victor. As I watched Victor looked across the room at me, a smirk hit his lips.
I quickly went over and sat on Queeny’s lap to remind him who I was with. I nervously sipped at the beer I was holding. Queeny was playing in my hair, singing to the music that was playing. As I sat there, her phone started vibrating against my thigh. I figured the girls were trying to get back in the room. She took the phone out to read the text.
“Come on Mama, Sisqo wants us to come sit with him. I’m trying to get him to finally buy that Lexus for me. I need to be good,” she sang.
“Maybe I should go home,” I whined.
“I’m not letting you go home alone. Please, Mama, for me.” Queeny knew I'd do just about anything for her, especially when she asked like that.
“Okay, but just for a little while,” I grumbled.
We stood up and hugged each other’s waist as we walked over to the sofa Sisqo was sitting on with Victor. Victor was smiling and scanning me as we approached them. Queeny sat in between Victor and Sisqo, where Sisqo was patting for her to sit. There wasn’t any room for me to sit on the couch, so I stood there feeling awkward for a few seconds. Queeny reached out and pulled me onto her lap.
I didn’t like being so close to Victor. I could feel him watching me. I started to fidget with the bottle in my hands. I was so nervous I finished the rest of my drink and placed the bottle down on the table in front of us. I wanted to go for another, but I was not moving away from Queeny. I felt a hand on my back and I turned to see who it was. Victor was right in my face.
“You want another one Ma-me?” he asked, as he smiled at me and blew smoke out the side of his mouth. I hate weed smoke. I could feel my stomach churning.
“No,” I said curtly. I figured my best bet would be to show him that I am just like Queeny.
“Alright, Mama, I’m just trying to be courteous,” he laughed and took another drag of the blunt he was holding.
I turned back to face Queeny, who was letting Sisqo swallow her face. I was so uncomfortable. Victor nudged me and held the blunt he was smoking toward me. I looked at him and rolled my eyes and turned around again. He was being a pain now. I just wanted to go. I could hear him chuckling behind me.
Sisqo whispered something to Queeny that got her excited and she was tapping me to get up. I was relieved we were leaving. I went to follow them, but Queeny turned to lean and whisper in my ear.
“I’ll be back. Just be rude to them, they don’t like it, especially Victor.”
“Queeny,” I whined.
“Mama, he promised me the car. Please.”
I frowned at her and flopped down in the seat Sisqo was sitting in. I could feel that Victor was watching me. Richie came to take Queeny’s seat next to me and Victor scowled at him. Richie shrugged at Victor and reached for the joint Victor was smoking before he left.
“Why don’t you come here, Ma-me,” Victor said as he smiled at me with his perfect white teeth.
Victor was very handsome. He was tall and thin with fair brown skin. There was no mistaking the fact that he was Puerto Rican with his long half wavy half curly black hair, pretty brown eyes and nice full brown lips.
Tonight, his hair was pulled into a long, loose ponytail, not braided like I was used to seeing most times. However, his shape up was extra sharp. Victor was just as handsome as Alex. People used to think they were brothers.
I had no problem with the way Victor looked. He was looking delicious in the bright yellow rugby shirt, blue jeans and a fresh pair of yellow and white sneakers. He had a diamond covered watch on one wrist and a chunky diamond bracelet on the other.
I just knew better than to get involved with him. Just the way he was looking at me made me uncomfortable. I needed to get out of this place and fast.
“No, I’m fine right here,” I said as harshly as I could.
“Fine, I’ll come to you,” he replied and slid closer to me. “Why you being so mean, Ma-me?”
“Why you being so annoying?”
He sucked his teeth and pressed his lips. “You too pretty for that, Mama, I don’t like that.” He reached over and touched my hair. I quickly pulled away and slapped his hand away. I heard someone gasp behind me, but I was really upset now, I didn’t care.
“Don’t touch me,” I growled at him.
“Why, you have a boyfriend?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow.
“No,” I blurted out not thinking. I should have told him I did.
“Ma-me, you know who I am?”
“Yes, is that supposed to mean something?”
“Calm down, Tali,” Victor laughed. “That’s your name, right?”
“No. My name is Taliyah. Only people that know me call me Tali. You don’t know me.”
“I’m trying to know you,” he said and moved even closer.
“Well, you can stop. I have filled my new friends card for the week,” I hissed at him.
“That’s fine cause I don’t want to be your friend.” He smirked at me and leaned back against the sofa. Arrogance was just oozing off of him.
I watched him nod at Juan as he pulled out another joint and lit it. Victor was blowing the smoke away from me as I frowned at him. A second later, he just smiled as he was looking me up and down. Juan came over and handed Victor a beer and held the other one he was holding out to me. I snatched it trying to be as rude as I could be. Juan laughed at me and turned to leave.
I turned to scan the room for Queeny. I was hoping she would hurry up. Victor stopped talking to me, but he was still watching me. I finished the beer in my hand and Juan was back with another. Before I realized it, I had run through another three drinks and I really had to pee. I didn’t know who I could trust to ask for the bathroom.
When Juan came to refresh the beers again, I decided to ask him. Juan lived in my building for years. I know his mother. I was hoping that was enough to keep him from trying anything with me. When I asked him for the bathroom, he nodded for me to follow him. Victor watched me as I got up and I could feel him watching me walk away. I had noticed the doors against the back wall all night. Juan opened one of them and I followed him inside. His phone was ringing as we entered the room.
“Hello,” he answered. He was pointing to the restroom as he talked. “Alex, you punk, if my name was Yesenia you would answer my calls.” He was grinning as he spoke into the phone.
I was completely crushed. I felt so stupid. I walked into the bathroom not wanting to hear another word. I closed the door and let the tears soak my face. I have had this stupid crush for so long. I just need to get real and find someone who knows I am alive.
I took a few minutes to collect myself and finished up in the bathroom. When I stepped back in the room, I came through, it was dark. Juan was gone.
There was just the light from the two huge fish tanks that flanked the room; they were casting a blue glow into the room. I looked around to see the shadow of a desk right in front of me, to my left side, and a round table across the room from me, on the right. I staggered for the door just as I felt someone’s hands on my waist. I jumped instantly and turned to defend myself.
“Relax, Ma-me,” I heard Victor’s voice whisper. His tone was confident to the point of arrogance. I was annoyed that he just wouldn’t give up.
“I told you, don’t touch me,” I hissed.
“Why not?” he moaned and pulled me
to him. “You like girls or something?”
“No, I don’t want you touching me.” I pushed at his arms, but he kept his hold on me. Trying to struggle with him was only making me lightheaded. I was immediately regretting the decision to drink.
“You scared you might like it?” His face was right in front of mine. I could feel his breath in my face, blowing warmth against my cheek. “Relax, Taliyah. I won’t hurt you. You pretty, Ma-me.”
He started to rub his hands on my back. It did feel really nice; it was sort of making me feel better. At least, I knew someone wanted me, instead of me chasing someone who was already taken. Before I could think straight, and pull away from him, he leaned in to kiss me.
He was being very gentle and I didn’t feel threatened. I just didn’t know how to respond back to him. His lips were soft, I don’t know what I expected, but I didn’t think they would feel so nice against mine. I let the feeling of his kiss take over and tried to move my lips with his. I felt the smile that spread across his lips as I gave in.
He parted my lips with his tongue and squeezed me tighter to his body. I started to moan in response, I was lost in how nice his kisses felt. I think he liked that because he placed his hands in my hair and started to kiss me deeper. I could not help the panting that was coming from me.
“See, you like that, don’t you?” he moaned. “You see what happens when you stop being so mean?”
“Shut up,” I panted and reached up on my toes to kiss him again.
He laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist. I wasn’t sure what came over me. I had so much to drink, I wasn’t thinking anymore. I placed my arms around his neck and leaned into the kiss. I wanted him to kiss me more.
I moved with him as he backed me toward, what I thought would be the door. When he stopped backing us up, he started to let his hands roam my body and my moans increased. His hands were strong, but tender at the same time. He was being so gentle, I hadn’t realized he unfastened my skirt, until it fell to my feet. I knew I should have stopped him then, but I liked kissing him. He was making me feel a way I never felt before.
He started to unbutton my blouse and it still didn’t register fully that I should stop him. He was doing it so quickly and gently. I didn’t get the full picture until he started to lower our bodies to what I thought would be the floor. I was surprised to feel the softness underneath me. I realized he had backed me to a mattress in the corner of the room.
I started to panic. I didn’t know how to stop this from happening. He had pulled his shirt off, then started pulling my underwear off. This was not what I came here for. I didn’t want to lose my virginity on some mattress in some warehouse party and not to him. But that was exactly what was happening. He had my legs wide open as he rested himself in between them and kissed me.
He started to kiss my neck as he reached in his pocket for something. I was so scared I didn’t know what to say. I started to wonder if I could take him and get out of this warehouse before he caught me. I would just keep running. I could take him by surprise, he was moaning really loudly in my ear as he kissed my neck.
He had something in his hand from his pocket. “What’s that?” I asked.
He didn’t answer me, he just continued to kiss on me as he ran his other hand up my thigh. I reached to snatch whatever it was from his hand and held it over my head to see it in the light from the fish tanks. It was a gold square package. It dawned on me instantly it was a condom.
Just as that realization set in the telltale sound of his zipper being released filled the room. I tried to think fast, I threw my arm over my head and started to stretch it away from him. I figured if I annoyed him enough, he would change his mind.
“Give that back, Mama, stop playing,” he moaned in my ear.
I shook my head and giggled. “No.” I was painting on the silliness in hopes it would help the irritation.
“Come on, stop playing,” he grunted.
“No.”
He reached for my hand, but I stretched some more and twisted it away from him. I could see the frustration on his face in the light from the fish tank. He looked down at my almost naked body under him and bit his lip, the frustration clearly increasing. He reached for my arm again, but I freed my other hand to switch and avoid his reach. He looked in my eyes as he narrowed his at me. Then the last thing I thought he would do happened. He grabbed my throat with one hand as he looked in my eyes.
“Stop playing, I want you. Give that to me,” he said with an edge in his voice.
My eyes widened as I reached for his arm. “Don’t do that,” I whined.
His eyes searched my face. It was as if I melted his anger with my reaction. He slid his hand from my neck down to my collarbone, then to my chest. He leaned in to kiss me again, biting at my lower lip.
“Sorry,” he said in a soft voice. He pulled away to look down at my body again, then at my face. He placed his hand in my hair and leaned to kiss my ear.
“Forget it,” he said in my ear.
I sighed in relief. Thank goodness, I thought, I did it, but before I could rejoice he was thrusting his body against mine. I released a loud whimper as it dawned on me that he was not giving up on me. He was giving up on trying to get the condom out of my hand.
He grabbed a tight hold of my waist as I whimpered under him. I could hear him moaning over my whines. I dropped the condom and reached for his back to grab a hold of something to brace myself against the pain.
He was not being rough at all. He was just the opposite. It just really hurt. He reached for my legs and pulled them around his back as he kissed me. I tried to relax under him as the pain started to turn into pleasure. He looked down into my face with a grin to watch me. I was biting my lip anxiously as I looked up at him unsure and nervous.
“Ma-me you were a virgin?” he groaned, as his hips rocked into me.
“Yes,” I panted and nodded at him. It started to feel really good as I relaxed my body beneath him.
The grin on his face widened and his eyes rolled back in his head. He seemed to become even more gentle with me as his moans got louder. He wouldn’t stop kissing me and I wasn’t sure I wanted him to.
His mouth was filled with the taste of mint and something else, but it was intoxicating. It was like I could feel his kisses in my pussy and in my toes as they curled in my shoes. With each thrust of his tongue, he thrust his hips into me as well.
I could feel my wetness increase for him as he pumped into me. When my nails started to dig into his back, he groaned and broke the kiss. The look of awe on his face as he looked down at me had me cupping his face and lifting to kiss him again.
“You feel so good,” he rasped against my lips as he reached for my breast and squeezed it in his palm.
“Ah,” I cried out beneath him.
“You like that. Conyo,” Victor groaned in my ear. “Sí, Tali, muévete así.” I didn’t understand half of what he whispered in my ear because it wasn’t in English.
I may not have been sure of what he said, but I kept grinding my hips against him because it felt so good. The alcohol in my system had made me bold. Victor rocked into me harder and I groaned, biting his chin.
“Victor,” I whispered.
“Toma esta polla, sí, fuck,” he groaned and rolled hips into me faster. “Yes, Mama, shit this pussy is so good, Tali.” I could only make out my name and a couple of curses. Even his English words became heavy with his accent.
Victor continued to work my body over. My mind was blown. I was in awe when my first orgasm hit me. Victor rocked his way right through it with a growl. His hands all over me.
I whimpered when he pulled all the way out of me. The look of lust in his eyes caused me to shiver as I looked up at him. Victor licked his lips as his eyes devoured my body.
I reached to cover my breasts. “What,” I breathed.
“Turn around for me,” Victor said huskily.
I blinked at him, but moved to my belly when his impatience won out and he s
tarted to flip me over. Victor pulled me to my knees. Before I could settle in place he was thrusting back into me.
I sucked in a breath as his hard length penetrated me from this angle. I wasn’t sure if I should feel so full, but it felt amazing. Victor moved my hair from my neck and started to suck on it. I moaned and rocked my hips back into him.
“Oh, yes,” I cried out in surprise of my body’s reaction to him.
“Fuck, sí, Mama, sí, like that, Tali. You’re about to come, I can feel it. Come for your Poppy. Give me that sweet pussy,” Victor breathed in my ear.
“Victor,” I cried out loudly as I feel myself squeeze around him.
Victor didn’t stop the movement of his hips as I slumped down onto my forearms. The growl that ripped through his chest vibrated through my body. I was surprised when his seed spilled into me. The burst of heat seared my insides causing me to come again.
As my orgasm faded, so did my enthusiasm for the sex we just had. My mind raced over how long it lasted. It was a lot longer than I thought it would.
I was in awe of what I just let happen. He was really gentle, but firm when showing me what he wanted me to do. The louder I got, the happier that seemed to make him.
My chest heaved as Victor shifted onto his side. He pulled me to my side facing him, resting me against his chest. His hand stroking my side and hip. His eyes were hooded and then they closed. When he finally seemed completely satisfied, I went to get up and get dressed.
He placed his hand on my back, pulling me back to his chest. “Don’t move, Ma-me,” he breathed into the top of my hair.
I buried my face in his chest and started to cry. I wasn’t worried about him feeling the tears. I could hear him snoring already.
I ended up crying myself to sleep as I lay there with him. Another few hours passed as we slept and the party was wrapping up on the other side of the door. My so-called friends hadn’t even bothered to text or call me. The only people still in the warehouse were Victor’s entourage. They were waiting for him to finish in the room with me so they could go home.
I guess we were not moving fast enough for them. Someone entered the room and kicked the mattress we were sleeping on and Victor jumped to life, rolling to cover me with his body. I placed my hand on his chest, still groggy, putting my face in it as well. Whoever it was had turned on the lights and my eyes were trying to adjust.
