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I stood up. “Alright y’all, I’m about to head out.”
“Call me in the morning and tell me every fuckin’ thing, Toya, I’m not playing with you either,” Charlie threatened.
She knew me well enough to know that I was about to go do a pop up on Diandre and get my man. After saying my goodbyes, I went to my car. I still remembered how to get to the condo that I had sold him. I was kind of nervous because I was afraid of rejection, plus I was scared that he might have brought that bitch home with him. It took me about thirty minutes to get to his house and I smiled when I noticed his car was parked in the resident’s section. I went and parked in the guest section of the parking lot and made my way to his door. I said a silent prayer, hoping that God would get me through this.
I walked up to his door and quickly knocked. I think it was too soft because he didn’t answer and I couldn’t hear any movement, indicating that he was coming to the door, so I knocked again, this time with a purpose.
“Who the fuck is at my door?” he asked.
I felt my stomach sink because I was so scared now. I didn’t answer him, I just stayed there, waiting for him to open the door. A few seconds later, he swung open the door and looked down at me with a crazed look etched on his handsome face. I stood there admiring him with no shirt on, standing in front of me in a pair of black Nike cotton shorts that sagged off of his ass, showing off his Versace boxers. I knew he had a lot of tattoos, but the ones on his chest and abs were so fuckin’ sexy. In the middle of his stomach, he had the words “Miami Nigga” going across, with what looked like the whole fuckin’ city of Miami tattooed on him. I’m pretty sure my panties were a mess by now because this nigga standing in front of me was just too fuckin’ sexy.
“Fuck you doing here? And why you popping your ass up at my house like you my woman or some shit? You didn’t want that title, so you don’t have that right. So again, what are you doing here?” he asked me.
Since I’ve been in contact with him, this was the first time that he has ever been so rude to me.
“I was coming by to tell you that I’m ready. Umm, I’m ready to be your girl,” I said, voice barely audible, but I know he heard me because he laughed.
“Ohh, you ready to be my girl, huh? Why is that? Is it because you saw me with another bitch today and you got jealous? Look at you, Toya, you can’t even say the shit loud enough for a nigga to hear your ass! Life doesn't work like that, lil mama! You can’t shit on a nigga for damn near three months and then decide that you ready to fuck with him, once you see him with his new bitch,” he said.
His words hurt me because he referred to her as his bitch, which led me to believe that maybe she was his girlfriend. I nodded my head and then turned around, preparing to go back to my car.
“That’s what the fuck you do, Toya, right? You run away from your problems like a little ass girl!” he said.
I wiped the tears that had dropped from my face. He was calling me out on my shit and I didn’t like it because it was the truth. I always ran away from my problems. I ran away from the fact that it didn’t bother me that my dad was never a part of my life. I ran away from the fact that I thought I could handle all of this shit going on in my life without my mother here helping me when I knew I couldn’t. I was tired of running! I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist and I leaned my head back on his chest.
“Tell me you want me, baby, and I promise I’ll be that nigga for you. Say that shit with confidence and right here, right now, we can make this shit official,” he said.
At the same time, I could feel him using his hands to unbuckle my jeans. He was fuckin’ with my head, and I didn’t know what to do. Just as I was about to answer him, he slid his hands inside my pants and rubbed his cold fingers on my bald pussy. I shivered from his touch, and when I felt his pointer finger touch my clit, my knees almost gave out, but he held me up by my waist with his free hand. His grip was very tight, and I’m sure it was going to leave a bruise.
“Fuck you trying to go? Answer my damn question, Toya,” he said as he massaged my clit with his index finger.
I moaned loud, not able to control myself.
“You doing everything but answering what the fuck I’m asking you!” he barked in my ear. His warm breath against my neck caused me to get wetter.
“I want you, Diandre! All I want is YOU!!” I moaned as he magically worked my clit and caused my juices to flow out of me. He pushed my hair away and brought his full lips to my neck
, and sucked on my exposed skin so roughly. I continued to moan as he made my body feel so good.
“I’m gonna cumm,” I moaned as his thumb continued to make circles around my clit in a fast motion.
A few seconds later, I let off a big orgasm on his fingers and I knew that my body was about to shut down on him but again, he was able to catch me before I fell. He turned me around and picked me up, holding me by the bottom of my ass. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried my best to let my breathing calm down a little bit. I rested my head on his chest while he continued to stand with me in his arms.
“That’s what a nigga got to do to make you come to your senses? I got to bring a bitch around you, for you to realize that this is where you want to be” he asked me.
I shook my head no. “I had planned to come to the party and telling you how I felt, but you had wifey with you,” I said, throwing hell of shade.
“Quit fuckin’ with me, Toya. Wifey is right here, and I’m about to teach her how to take some dick like a pro because I felt them walls and I already know that shit is tight as hell. When the last time you had some dick?” he asked as he carried me into the house.
“I haven’t,” I said, holding my head down in shame.
I was kind of embarrassed to admit to him that I was still a virgin. I mean, I had my little toys at home and would watch my little porn clips from time to time, but I never had sex before. I’m not going to lie, while I was away in college, I had a little boyfriend up there, but all he did was occasionally finger me and I would let him eat me out, but we never had sex. I was so scared of getting pregnant and disappointing my mom, that I never went through with it.
“Even better. Toya, I swear I’ll kill you and that nigga if you ever give my shit away! Are we clear on that?”
“Yes, we’re clear,” I told him.
He carried me to his bedroom and set me down on the bed. He squatted before me on the plush, carpeted floor in his bedroom and removed my sandals. He then placed them over in the corner of his room and came back over to where I was sitting on the bed.
