9. Taelyn
“I’m so excited that the first dick you got was good dick. We all couldn’t be so lucky,” Blair said with a roll of her eyes. “You remember my tragic story.”
The memory caused me to guffaw. We were roommates when she lost her virginity, and she came home mad as hell. I thought she was mad because it hurt or something. The first question she had was, Should I know the dick was bad if it was my first time? That was the first time that I heard of the virgin ghosting the dick. That man ran after her so hard until he accepted defeat.
“Well, I can’t speak for any other dick, but I love the dick that I have. I love the man that I have. Blair, we do what he calls learn and work sessions where he teaches me how to take the dick in different ways. The best thing about the sessions are when he gives instructions then asks me do I understand. There is something about that fucking question. Do you understand? ”
Blair giggled. “You like that shit because your ass likes to be dominated. Draco makes you respect his ass, and you love that. Remember you used to tell me that Kevin was a punk and did whatever you wanted him to.”
“Yeah, I did tell you that. You know all that nigga wanted was to get close to me in hopes that my brother would give him a promotion in my family’s organization. That’s why he was so blah with me.”
Blair didn’t know about the other type of work the organization did. She did know that we had a security division that held private and government contracts. The other killer shit, she didn’t know about.
“Draco is just a man, a real man. The way he loves me is intoxicating. It reminds me of how the men in my family love the women. Speaking of love, tell me who’s loving you these days.”
Blair thought she was slick, but I knew her. The Blair that presented when she was single was a completely different Blair when she was in a relationship or at the least getting dick. Lately, I noticed a certain glow.
Her brows kissed her hairline. Her shoulders met her ears with a tilted head.
“I’m not sure if he’s loving me, but he damn sure is fucking me right.”
When I asked her who, her eyes became worrisome.
“You don’t know him. Girl, we need to go out to celebrate both of us having new boos.”
Her answer brought me pause because why would it matter if I knew him or not? I would think since I didn’t know who he was that it would be more of a reason to tell me. I would get it out of her later.
“Where you trying to go, and it can’t be Club Lit?”
She always wanted to go to Club Lit, but I knew that my family would more than likely be there. Even if they weren’t, between my locators and the nosy waitresses, someone would text and let my nosy ass big brother know.
“Let’s go to Club Obsession!”
That was a good choice since it was the second-rated club in the city.
“We can only go for a couple hours. Get a drink, do a twerk, and come back. Let me text my baby to let him know.”
When I picked my phone up to text him, Blair covered it with her hand.
“Taelyn, we’re only going for a couple of hours if that. Does he really need to know that? He’s probably at the club himself with his homeboys.”
I thought about it, and she kinda had a point. It was guys’ night. It’s not like I was on his ass about where he was, so I doubt he would be on mine. We were just going for drinks.
“Alright. Let’s get dressed.”
An hour and a half later, we were at Club Obsession having a time. One drink turned to two, then three. We made sure we got a little section to stay out of the way.
“I’m so happy that we came,” Blair said after she downed her drink. She was almost drunk, so now was the time to ask my question.
I bumped her shoulder from my seat next to her. “I am too. So, tell me more about your boo, girl.”
She swooned. Yeah, she’s about to tell me everything. Blair drunk was the best time to get anything out of her.
“What can I say? Roderick is everything that I never knew I needed.”
My cup stopped in midair. Roderick. It must have been a different Roderick than the one I knew. She did say that I didn’t know him.
“Roderick? Aw! How did you meet him?”
“Oh, I met him through my sister,” she said hesitantly.
Now, my head was on a slow swivel. “Oh, that’s crazy. What are the odds that your sister has a friend and a husband named Roderick?”
With a coy smirk, she confessed, “It’s not her friend; it’s her husband.”
Nah, that can’t be right.
“Wait a fucking minute! You’re fucking with your sister’s husband? How the fuck does that work on top of being grimy as fuck?”
“See? That’s why I didn’t want to tell you. First, Cassie is my stepsister that I didn’t even grow up with. Second, she’s cheating on him anyway.”
When Blair was a teenager, her parents divorced. Shortly after, her father remarried a lady that already had two children. They may not have grown up together, but Blair spent more than enough time with her father and his family for them to be family.
“What does her cheating on her husband have to do with you fucking her husband? He probably told you that to make your silly ass think it was justifiable to fuck him. That’s still shady as fuck, Blair. You know that. That’s why your ass didn’t want to tell me.”
Blair knew how I felt about family and marriage. This was a definite no go for me, and she knew it would be. This would more than likely be the last time I made myself available for her. I learned early in life that if a person you were close with would grime someone, then they would grime you also in the right situation.
“Can we just enjoy our fucking night, Taelyn, without the judgment? Jeez, it’s not like you’re so perfect. Your old nigga was fucking the world, and you stayed with him. Hell, this one more than likely is playing you too, but now that you got the dick, you’re dick dizzy.”
I gazed at her, taking in her words. That’s how she felt about me.
“Yeah, let’s enjoy tonight.”
If she thought we would be friends after tonight, she had another thing coming. I was ready to go now, and I frankly didn’t want her to come back to my house. She had a hotel room anyway. My phone vibrated in the back pocket of my jeans. When I pulled it out and unlocked it, I almost pissed myself.
Big Draco Bae:
This doesn’t look like your house, love.
My back straightened and my eyes scanned the club. Where is he? When my eyes landed on him, he didn’t look happy at all. My head dropped back down. I knew I should have followed my first mind to text him.
I leaned over to Blair. “Draco is here. I’m about to go over there.”
I pointed him out. It was subtle, but I saw her roll her eyes before she huffed.
“A bit possessive if you ask me.”
“Well, I didn’t.”
It always shocked me how fast a person could turn on you. I wondered if my vocal distaste for her little whorish relationship with her sister’s husband was the catalyst for her to bare her true feelings. I didn’t wait for her to get up before I started my trek over to him.
The closer I got to the section that he sat in, I saw he was with Croy and Ned. When I got into the section, Draco’s stare didn’t leave me. He pulled me between his legs by the back of my thighs.
I loved Draco’s going out vibe. It was such a sophisticated street look—no glasses, grills, tats on display. My man is everything.
“Give me a kiss, Lyn.” His demand was firm and sexy.
The top of my body leaned down to meet his lips. His hand gripped my neck as we kissed passionately. I moaned into his mouth. After our kiss was done, he still held my neck. He moved his lips to my ear.
“Just to be clear, love, I’m not mad that you’re here. I’m mad that I had to find out on social media. Just to let you know, if you were trying to sneak, your homegirl tagging me in a post was stupid. She brings me concern with that one.”
What the fuck is he talking about? I thought back to me and Blair’s time at the club. Earlier when I danced, she did video it. I didn’t think she would post it.
I stood up, unlocked my phone that was still in my hand, then pulled up her social media. The post he spoke about was the last post on her page. It was the video of me dancing. The caption pissed me off.
@Dr_McMasterPsyD Man or not she gonna live her life!
I turned to walk over to her, but Draco gripped my thigh, causing me to look down at him. He shook his head.
“A queen does queen shit. You don’t worry yourself with turncoats. You dismiss them.”
Just as he finished his sentence, a loud thud was heard then a screech. Blair was on the floor, and Ned stood with a mean mug. He glanced over at me.
“What the fuck is your girl on, Lyn?”
I knew Ned more than I knew Croy and Mega, because in my months with the company, I had worked two missions with him. I knew he was married with three children.
“What happened?”
Blair hopped up. She was visibly more intoxicated than I originally thought.
“This rude ass nigga knocked me on the ground. If you think that’s how you get pussy, then your light-skinned ass is crazy.”
When Ned’s jaw flexed, I moved.
“Blair, he is married.” She gave me a crazy stare. “Oh, my bad. That’s your preference. I think you need to take an Uber to your hotel.”
“Why do I need to go back to my hotel? I’m staying at your house.”
I shook my head. “No, you’re not, because I’m not. I’m going home with my man. Since you made sure he knew that I was here, I should leave with him. You want me to order your Uber?”
She cut her eyes between all of us in the section.
“I don’t need you to do anything. I’ll get one myself.” She sized me up. “So much for being my friend.”
She stomped off. I watched her, wondering if I should follow behind her to make sure she got into her Uber safely. Yes, she was grimy, but she was still a drunk female alone. Arms wrapped around me from behind.
“She’ll be fine. I texted one of the security guards to make sure of it.”
That made me feel so much better. Just because she suddenly showed herself to be grimy didn’t mean that I had to be. We all stayed for a few more minutes before we left. Draco rode with Croy, so he hopped in my car to take us to his house. The ride to his house was quiet. His hand stayed on my thigh, so that made me feel a little better.
“Let’s get in the shower.”
Draco didn’t wait for me before he went to the bathroom to start the shower. I took my clothes off, put them in my dirty clothes hamper, then went into the bathroom. Draco was already in the shower washing his body. His shower had two separate showerheads and was huge. He told me once that when he had his house built, it was with his future family and parents in mind.
He turned when I opened the shower door but said nothing. I went to my showerhead, grabbed my shower gel and net, then proceeded to wash my body. I was waiting for the moment he came behind me to tell me to bend over.
My body stiffened when I felt his dick on my ass. The warmth of his breath tickled my ear.
“I know you think that I’m about to punish Lilly Milly in here, but nah. That’s not how I operate. When you get out, we’re going to have an adult conversation.” He smacked my ass. “Don’t take too long, love.”
Was it crazy that I would rather him punish the pussy? One thing about my man was that his ass was gonna talk about fucking feelings. I had to admit that, in the end, it helped, but actually going through it was hell. I had to be the one to fall in love with a damn psychologist.
I guess I took longer than I should have in the shower. When I pulled open the steamy shower door, he stood leaning against the counter holding my towel.
“Come here, Lyn.”
My steps toward him were small and slow. Once inside of his reach, he opened up the towel for me to walk into it. He wrapped it around me before he kissed my lips.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Carlton. I’m sorry I didn’t text you to let you know that we were going. I started to, but Blair thought it wasn’t that big of a deal that we were stepping out to get drinks.”
I referred to him by his first name when I was nervous or knew I fucked up. This was the second time I’ve called him Carlton.
His eyes softened. “There’s not much that I need to say on the actions of your friend. I’m sure you see that she had ulterior motives to why she didn’t want you to text me. Furthermore, I’m sure it was her idea to go to a club. Y’all could have had drinks at a restaurant. Let’s get you ready for bed, so I can fuck my wife.”
He gave me a lot to think about, but not really. Blair showed her true self. I told her shortly after Draco and I started our relationship that he wanted me to keep him informed of my moves and he would do the same. She made a comment about it being a lot to have someone knowing her every move. I didn’t think much of it because I just wrote it off as her preference.
When Draco and I got into the bedroom, he moisturized my body. His hands on me always made me horny as fuck. This man could hold my hand, and I would get wet. After he finished, I laid on the bed naked. He stood at the edge of the bed with a hard dick.
“Get down here and eat this dick, Lyn.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. He didn’t have to tell me once, but I digress.
I climbed off the bed onto my knees. He grabbed the back of my ponytail to lean my head backward.
“Lyn, baby, I’m a very tolerant man, but you need to know that your nigga is one part intellect, one part lover, one part crazy, and the rest killer. Now, I haven’t had to lay anyone down without a fee in a very long time. Please don’t make someone’s son a victim. Do you understand?”
I nodded my head, but he told me to use my words.
“I understand, baby.”
“I love you like hell, but tonight, I’m going to fuck you like I don’t.” He pulled my head forward. “Open your fucking mouth.”
Lilly Milly made a fool out of me when I felt wetness dripping down my leg. Sex with Draco wasn’t always aggressive, but when it was, I came more than I thought I ever could. While I opened my mouth, I popped my left leg up at the knee. He stuffed his dick in my mouth to the deepest depth of my throat. I moaned with satisfaction.
His head fell back. “Fuck, Taelyn! When you suck my dick like this, you make me so proud of you. Get your nuts in while my dick is in your mouth. Tonight, I’m going to teach you what it feels like not to nut when my dick is in you.”
The suction in my mouth turned off. The fuck does he mean I’m not nutting tonight! He tapped me under my chin.
“Sucky, sucky, defiant ass girl.”
I sucked him until he sent his liquid babies to my stomach. For the rest of the night, he brought me to the bridge of an orgasm then never allowed me to go over it. I was about to lose my damn mind. He talked shit the entire time. There was no worst feeling than being about to cum but pulling back to stop it. I knew men could get blue balls. Was there a such thing as a blue clit?
A FEW DAYS LATER…
Mauri laughed at my expense. “You big mad that you let that narrow head ass girl convince you to do something you know your ass shouldn’t have, so Draco showed you who had the big dick in the relationship literally!” She guffawed. “I can’t believe that man didn’t let you cum! You better answer his calls or call him. It’s been three days, and he ain’t pull up? That means his ass is plotting.”
It had been three days since the night at the club. I had yet to answer a call or text from Draco. That man was the devil in my eyes right now. He fucked me into a stupor for over an hour and a half without allowing me to nut. When we were done, I told him I was going to take a shower. I was about to get my good nut in the shower then here came Captain Stop a Nut. He walked his ass into my shower, grabbed my hand, and stopped my nut.
When I left that man’s house that morning for work after we ate breakfast with his parents, I told him fuck him. In my head anyway. I ignored his texts and calls. Now, it was day three. The last text he sent me was that I wouldn’t like what he did next.
The toxic part of me was excited to see what next was. I knew it was immature, but fuck it! Not letting me get my nut was cruel and unusual punishment. I bet I got that nut when I got home. Captain Stop a Nut couldn’t stop me then!
“I’m not worried about Carlton.”
Mauri kissed her teeth. “I wouldn’t be worried about Carlton either. Now, that nigga Draco! That’s who you need to be worried about. Carlton is the psychologist. Draco is the crazy nigga that Christianson Enterprises hired. Play with it, cousin.”
“I’m going to see him this weekend. Our parents are having dinner together.”
I was both excited and scared about dinner this weekend. I told Mama Wanda and Pop Carl about my mama’s condition. They seemed fine about it like I knew they would be, but it didn’t tame my worry. My mother was unpredictable, and that was what I feared. Luckily, she was never violent unless provoked most of the time. If anyone could provoke Tae Zoie Smith, it would be my daddy.
I spoke with Mauri for a little while longer before we let each other go. It was a little after 2:00 p.m. I left work at lunch today to work from home for the rest of the day. In the afternoons, my workload was always light. It made no sense to stay in the office.
I was relaxed as hell on my couch watching a movie and eating popcorn. The morning after the club incident, Blair reached out to me. She acted like nothing happened. When I asked her about it, she feigned ignorance, but I wasn’t about to let it slide. I let her know that our friendship had come to a fork in the road, and I thought it was best that we went on our separate paths. She wasn’t happy, but such is life.
When I told her what was said and done the night before complete with showing her the post, instead of apologizing, she just said she didn’t remember. That told me all I needed to know. I would not be friends with a person like that. I felt like a part of me knew she was with some kind of bullshit because something in me never wanted to label her as my best friend. I needed to trust my intuition more and stand on it sooner.
Hearing my alarm go off, I knew it was one of my family members coming into my house. I looked back over my shoulder to see my daddy.
“Hey, Daddy! What you doing here?”
He walked over to me with a tight jaw and his phone pressed to his ear. What the hell is wrong with him? He walked around the couch and blocked my view of the television.
“Look, little girl. I said I would step back from your little relationship, but what you not gonna do is stop talking to this man and have him on my fuckin’ line.” He outstretched his hand. “Take this damn phone.”
My face was tight as I grabbed the phone out of his hand.
“Hello!”
“So, you thought it was smart to not answer my calls and texts after I told you that I was part crazy, Taelyn?” Draco’s tone was even but scary.
My eyes bulged. “Draco! You called my daddy?”
“You fuckin’ right I called your damn daddy. Don’t fucking play with me, Lyn. Bring your ass outside.” His voice wasn’t even any longer.
I put the phone on mute. “Daddy, is he outside?”
“Look now, you and him need to leave me the hell alone! I’m in here with you. How the hell do I know whether that man is outside?” My Daddy was annoyed.
I jumped off the couch then rushed to the door. When I opened it, I expected to see him standing there, but I didn’t. My daddy came out the door and stood next to me.
“I’m on my porch. Where are you?”
“I see you. Well, I know you’re not sick. I can mark that shit off.”
“Draco, where are you?”
I was so confused. Was this man hiding in the bushes? Suddenly, this big, black thing came out of the sky. What the fuck!
“Is that a drone?”
“Yeah, give me my damn phone back and answer that man’s call. This shit is above me, literally.” My daddy snatched his phone from me. “Draco, call that girl’s phone. Nigga, you a whole different level of crazy. A drone! Y’all young niggas are a special kind of fool.”
I wasn’t sure what Draco said to my daddy, but he burst into laughter before he disconnected the line. He glanced at me with this jokey smile.
“Yeah, I see you picked the wrong, right nigga this time. This is going to be interesting… true indeed.”
The drone just hovered in my face. I heard my phone start to ring in the house.
“Answer the fucking phone, Taelyn.”
Oh, the drone has a damn speaker. My man is crazy.