Chapter 9
“Are you sure you’re okay with us going back to the Airbnb?” Kiara asked as we headed out of the club. I assured her that I was okay. Or at least I think I did, because the liquor had me feeling tipsy. I could barely stand up straight.
“She’s good. I promise, she’s in good hands.
” Damacio answered for me. We had been partying since we touched down Friday evening, and I had never had so much fun in my life.
My flight was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, and I wasn’t even packed yet.
My plan was to take a quick nap and then pack my things in the morning.
“I have your location. If you need anything, I’ll keep my ringer on so I can hear it if you call.
” Summyah’s voice was laced with concern, but she had nothing to worry about.
I had spent the night with Damacio after his birthday party last night, and everything went great.
He had a hotel decorated for me, even though we were there to celebrate him.
I’ll admit I was a little nervous about being alone with him, but he calmed all of my fears when we saw each other in person.
Damacio was funny, romantic, and confident.
From the moment I stepped off the plane, he showered me with gifts and attention.
We went to breakfast the next morning after we hooked up, and he was still his same sweet self.
He kept thanking me for coming and expressing how much he wanted to get to know me better.
“Well, have fun. If your baby daddy calls one of us, I’ll tell him you got drunk and passed out. It must be nice to have multiple niggas ready to roll out the carpet for you,” Valor teased as she rolled her eyes.
She had been acting strange during the trip, but I assumed it was because her man had been exposed by his baby mama.
The two of them had been beefing over him for months, and the baby mama finally had enough and leaked pictures and videos of him in her bed.
Valor acted like she wasn’t fazed, but I saw her stalking the girl’s page from a burner account.
“Eww, you sound like a hater. Don’t be mad because your nigga is probably somewhere licking ice cream from his baby mama’s ass crack. Let our girl have some fun,” Kiara interjected.
“Bitch, you can go on somewhere with that shady shit. From what I’ve been hearing, your baby daddy is paying for pussy.
You have much bigger fish to worry about than me.
I was just telling it like it is. East does everything for Lyric, and now she’s adding more niggas to her roster to take care of her.
Everybody ain’t able,” Valor reiterated.
“Bitch, I don’t give a fuck if Nardo’s ass is paying for boochie cat, as long as I get my cut of the money.
You’re so worried about what Lyric has and who’s doing what for her that you don’t even realize you sound bitter.
East isn’t here, so why do you feel the need to bring him up?
You want to fuck him or something?” Kiara countered.
“Hey, y’all. Let’s not do this out here.
We had a good time tonight, and now it’s time to shower and rest up before our flight tomorrow.
Thank you, fellas, for showing us a good time.
Damacio, take care of our girl, because I would hate to have to cut your balls off and hide your body. Toodles!” Summyah added.
I snickered at the last part because I knew she meant it.
“Okay, I love y’all.”
“We love you too,” Kiara and Summyah called out as they headed to the rental car we got for the weekend. Valor waved but didn’t say anything else. I decided not to focus my attention on her attitude. My trip had been amazing, and I wanted to keep it that way.
“Come on, baby. Drink this water so you can stay hydrated.” Damacio handed me a water bottle once we got into the all-black Lambo truck with his driver. I thought we were gonna be alone, but I noticed a few of his friends and teammates were in the truck with us.
I sipped on the water while they talked and made plans to take more shots when they got to the hotel. I wasn’t aware they were staying in the same hotel as Damacio, but it made sense why they were riding with us.
My phone vibrated, but I was so fucked up, it took a moment for me to locate it.
When I finally pulled it out, it stopped ringing.
I went to see who called, but it started ringing again.
I saw Logic’s name on the screen and instantly panicked, assuming something might be wrong with my brother or East.
“H-hello?” My words were slurred due to the alcohol, but I tried my best to stay focused.
“Aye, where you at?” I heard the urgency in his tone, and it freaked me out.
“What’s wrong? Is something wrong with Nauri? He hasn’t called me in a couple of days. Is he in solitary or something?”
Keynauri usually called me every day, so I thought it was strange that I hadn’t heard from him. I tried not to stress about it too much since I was on vacation, but Logic’s call triggered me.
“Nauri is straight. Where are you? I called you earlier, and you never answered. You sound like you’re drunk as hell. Who are you with?” He continued to press me while I tried to focus.
“I’m with my f-friends. We just left the club and now we’re headed to the hotel. I m-may have overdone it with the drinks,” I admitted. I usually held my liquor well, but for some reason, those last two drinks Damacio brought me seemed to be a lot stronger than I thought.
“I don’t like the way you sound. Call me back when you get settled in your room. It needs to be on video chat so I can make sure you’re straight.” I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
“Okay, brother. I p-promise I’ll call you back. I love y-you.” I hung up before he could give me any more instructions. When we finally made it back to the hotel, Damacio carried me to the room. I tried to lift my head, but everything on my body seemed so heavy.
The moment we got inside the room, I stripped out of my clothes.
For some reason, I was burning up, and I needed to cool down.
Damacio sat me down on the bed, but after I removed all of my clothes, I decided to take a cold shower.
I needed to wash the sweat off me anyway, because I refused to sleep in a clean bed with a dirty body.
“Do you want me to help?” he asked. It was then that I realized his clothes were off as well. Damacio was fine as hell, and his tongue game was even better than I imagined.
I told myself I wasn’t going to go all the way with him, but I didn’t mind fooling around. Sex was off the table for me simply because I had slept with East recently, and it didn’t feel right giving my body to someone else so soon. He might not have cared, but I did.
Damacio lifted me into his arms and escorted me into the bathroom.
Although I was used to being around men with money, this was the first time I had been wined and dined by someone I hadn’t grown up with.
The presidential suite was absolutely breathtaking, and if I weren’t so drunk, I would have preferred to take a bath in the beautiful tub.
“Do you like your water hot? Or warm? I know some of you females like to have your skin burning when you take a shower.”
“Actually, can you make it cold? I’m burning up and I need to cool down.”
Damacio nodded and turned the shower on for me. The moment the cold water hit my skin, my body shivered. I stood in place for a moment, allowing my body to adjust to the temperature. My head was spinning, so I leaned my body up against the shower wall for support.
“Let me know when you’re ready, and I’ll come wash you up. I can’t take that cold shit right now, so I’ll wait ’til you get done.”
I thanked him for his help and closed my eyes while I tried to sober myself up.
After about twenty minutes in the shower, Damacio kept his word and washed me up.
He was gentle and supportive as he washed my body.
After we were finished, I wrapped a towel around myself and proceeded with my normal nightly routine.
At some point, my stomach turned, and Damacio was right there holding my hair while I gave an offering to the porcelain gods.
I thought the wings and fries I ate at the club would be enough to soak up the liquor, but I was obviously wrong.
Once I was sure that all the contents of my stomach had been expelled, I washed my face, brushed my teeth again, and then shuffled my way into the bedroom with Damacio’s help.
When I slept over the first night, Damacio gave me a T-shirt and a pair of his shorts to wear.
Tonight, I opted out of clothes because I was still burning up for some reason and felt this heavy fog taking over.
Once I got settled in the sheets, I asked him to turn the air conditioning up and passed out shortly after.
When I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard grunting in my ear and a heavy weight on me.
I was still groggy from all those drinks, but I didn’t feel nearly as bad as I did earlier.
When I opened my eyes, I realized that someone was on top of me.
My reactions were delayed, and I didn’t like the way it made me feel.
“What are you doing?” I croaked, trying to find my voice underneath the drunken fog I was in.
“I’m sorry, baby. You were looking so good, I couldn’t resist. Plus, you leave tomorrow and I wanted to have one more moment with you,” Damacio whispered as he continued to pump in and out of me.
My feelings were conflicted because I wasn’t sure what to think.
I made the decision to come to his room, so I guess some would say it was consent, but I hadn’t been conscious, so it made me uncomfortable.
I lay there for a while, trying to gather my thoughts.
My body still felt sluggish and heavy, so I wasn’t in a position to do much.
After a couple of minutes, Damacio held me in place as he nutted.
It was then that I realized he hadn’t used protection.