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“Dontae...Dontaeee...I’m cumming baby, baby cum with me,” I begged, because I knew after I released this one that I would be done.
“Shit I’m right there too baby,” he growled in my ear. He gave five more deep strokes, and he came too. He picked me up and laid me on his chest.
“I know now that I can’t fuck your ass in public,” he teased, kissing me on my forehead.
I slapped him across his head and laid on his chest. After fixing ourselves up, we headed back to his car and after getting inside, it just hit me that I finally gave up the goodies. I didn’t regret what I had just done with him at all. The way he handled every inch and curve of my body was perfect. Yes, he was rough with me, but I loved it. I also knew after only one night of sex with him, that I was already gone. I just couldn’t wait to see what the future held for Dontae and me.
Chapter 8: Imani
I just checked online to look at my grades and see if I had passed my finals and sure enough, your girl had straight A’s. I was too excited about that, because hard work had actually paid off with all of that studying that I had been doing. I decided that I would take the next semester off, because God knows that I needed a break from school. When I graduated high school I went straight to college, so I figured it would be a great time to just chill out next semester. I’m not saying that I wasn’t going to go back to college, I just felt that this semester, I was too overwhelmed and I didn’t want to experience that again next semester.
I was over at my parent’s house, and I knew they were going to flip out once I told them that I would take a break from school. My mother was an elementary school principal, and she was real big on education, so I knew that she would be the one that would flip the most. Now my daddy, on the other hand, might let me get a pass this time, but I knew that he wasn’t going to have it another semester. Growing up, that’s how it always was in our household. My mom was always the strict one, whereas my dad let me get away with a lot of things, which is why whenever I would want to do something, I would always ask my dad first because usually nine times out of ten, my mom wouldn’t agree with whatever it was that I had going on.
I walked over to my mom with my gold iPad Air 2 and showed her my grades that I had made. It was just the two of us in the kitchen since my daddy was upstairs in his office doing some paperwork.
“That’s good, Mani. I’m really proud of you, even though I knew you could do it. So what are your classes looking like for the following semester?” she asked, getting right to the point. Damn, this shit was going to be even harder than I thought.
“Mommy, I think I’m going to sit next semester out,” I said, taking the iPad from out of her hands and taking my seat back on the chair in front of island.
“And why is that?” she asked, putting a frown on her beautiful face. No matter what, my mother had always been beautiful. She didn’t even look like she was 44; in fact, she could pass for being my big sister. She had a small frame, which I took after her, and high yellow skin that was absolutely flawless. Right now, she was wearing a Burgundy mid-thigh dress, with a pair of black slides on her feet. Her long, jet-black hair was pulled up into a bun, and for her to be dressed so simple, she looked so beautiful.
“It’s just Ma, all I do is go to school. I’m tired, mentally and physically,” I whined.
“You take next semester off, then you’ll want to sit out the semester after that. I just don’t want you to forget about your education, baby,” my mom preached to me.
“I won’t make it a habit,” I told her.
“Okay Mani. So what’s been up? What do you plan on doing that you can’t seem to take your ass to school?” my mom snapped.
“I plan on relaxing. Having fun, things that I can’t do while I’m in school,” I told her.
“I guess. So how are Nae and Breesha?” she asked me.
“Nae is good. Breesha got her a new boyfriend, so she’s barely even home,” I told my mom.
“That’s goo
d. And what about you? Do you have a boyfriend?” my mom asked, walking over to the stove to start dinner.
“No I don’t Mommy, but as soon as I get one, I will let you know,” I said, standing up to kiss her on the cheek, and then headed upstairs so that I could see what my daddy was up to. I could already feel that my mom was about to start getting on my nerves, so I needed to take a quick break from her. After taking the steps two at a time, I was standing in front of the door to my daddy’s office. I didn’t hear him on the phone or anything, so I gently tapped on the door.
“Come in,” my dad said.
I opened the door and walked inside of my father’s office. He had numerous amounts of paperwork lying around on his desk, and I could look at him and tell that he was tired.
“Hey princess. When did you get here?” my dad asked, standing up to give me a hug.
“I’ve been here for a while. I was downstairs talking to Mommy,” I said, smiling at him. My daddy was so handsome. I took pride in staring at his beautiful hazel eyes. Outside of work, my dad was in the gym every chance he got, which led him to be so muscular. Funny, because his muscular frame fit perfectly with my mother’s petite frame. My dad kept his hair cut in a short low boy, and he was always dressed up in his three-piece suits, but right now since he was in the house, he was sporting a pair of sweats and a tank.
“Oh yeah, and what were y’all down there talking about?” my dad asked, taking his seat back in front of his desk.
“Daddy, what do you think about me sitting next semester out?” I asked, taking the chair, facing him.
“I believe in procrastination. So I think that if you decided to take next semester off, that you might procrastinate on going onto the semester after that. Mani, I didn’t get to where I am by taking semesters off, neither did your mom. You’re grown now, and I’m not about to tell you what you can or cannot do with your life. That’s your decision, baby girl,” he let me know.
After staying in there with my dad for a few more minutes and talking about everything that was going on in my life, we headed downstairs to have dinner as a family. I could tell that my mother was a little hot with me, so after I ate I hugged them both and headed home. I didn’t feel like arguing with my mother, so I felt as if it was best that I go before I say some shit that I might regret later on down the line.
Thirty minutes later, I was pulling up to the condo that Breesha and I shared together. When I pulled up to the house, I saw Dontae’s red, 2015 Ford mustang parked in front of the condo. The car was still running and when I walked past, I noticed Rashard was sitting in the passenger seat with the phone glued to his ear, smiling. I shot him a nasty look and kept it moving. I didn’t like the way he came at me that night at TGI Friday’s. His personality came off as arrogant, and I didn’t like it one bit. I wasn’t about to be like these other girls that probably kissed his ass on a daily basis. Besides, from the way he was on the phone smiling from ear to ear, he probably already had himself a little girlfriend.
