Chapter 11 #2
“You know that shit wouldn’t have been the same, and I was trying to respect yo’ lil bullshit ass relationship.”
Jayme chuckled. “Well, the door is open again now.” She threw her arms around my neck.
“Yeah and now that I have access to you again, I just want to sit in yo’ mothafuckin’ face all day,” I admitted. I leaned in and kissed her softly. I spoke against her mouth. “You and Dyani gon’ fucking kill me.”
She smiled against my lips. “You can handle it.”
“Oh. I know that. I ain’t never questioned that and y’all better not question it either.
” I smacked her ass with both hands, jerked her in against me, and leaned down to kiss her again.
We tongued each other down for a lil minute and Jayme let her nails drag along the back of my neck as I pulled back.
“I think we can tell Blake we’re getting back together. ”
Jayme laughed. I didn’t.
“It’s been like a week, Arris,” she said.
“Yeah, but I know what I want and it’s you and Blake and Dyani. I ain’t doing this back and forth shit with you ever again. I was young when we called it. We both were, but ain’t nothing more important than this right here.” I leaned in and kissed her again. “We’re finishing life together.”
I gripped her ass and hoisted her up onto the sink. Her legs wrapped around me. I set my hands on either side of her. She pulled my head down to kiss me, both of her hands cupping my face.
Our kiss deepened and I groaned against her mouth when she reached beneath my towel to grip my already hard dick.
I didn’t need subtle seduction. I slid her underwear to the side and settled my thumb on her clit.
I circled it while she stroked me. We rested our foreheads against each other while we breathed in sync.
Jayme’s legs tightened around me and she pulled me in closer.
I chuckled against her mouth but gave her what she needed.
I gripped myself, running my hard dick up and down her wet entrance to her clit.
I collected her wetness on the head of my dick then slid it down and slowly pushed into her.
I swallowed her little gasp with my mouth on hers and kept kissing while I fucked her.
Her hands trailed from my neck to the back of my shoulders.
She held onto me while I slowly stroked in and out of her.
When she came, and her pussy clenched around me, I pulled back to watch the beautiful faces she made while her legs shook around me.
I grabbed her thighs to push them up into her body and sped up my thrusts.
I fucked her through her orgasm. She buried her face into my chest and simpered.
I put a hand to the back of her head and held her there.
I laid my head atop hers and let my eyes flutter shut while I reveled in the way it felt to be wrapped up in her wet walls.
Jayme rubbed her forehead against my neck. She placed a soft kiss on my throat.
“I missed you,” she whimpered.
“I missed you too, baby,” I said, “so much.”
She nodded and I reached down to wrap my hand around her throat. I tilted her head back and looked into her face.
She blinked up at me and I groaned when I felt her walls squeeze around me.
“I love you,” she whimpered.
My hips jerked immediately and I came inside of Jayme with a grunt. I pulled back slightly and shoved myself back into her all the way while I filled her.
I kissed along her face while I lazily let my dick drift back and forth within her walls.
“I love you, Jayme,” I assured her.
She leaned in and licked up my chest to my throat. I turned my head to suck her tongue into my mouth and we kissed a little bit more before we were able to pull ourselves apart.
We took a shower then climbed into bed. Jayme cuddled up to me and I traced my fingertips up and down her arm.
We were still laid in silence when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached over and grabbed it. I had about ten people who could bypass my do not disturb setting and they were mine and Jayme’s parents and siblings since they had Blake frequently, Darryl, and now Dyani.
I saw it was baby girl as soon as I grabbed the phone and answered immediately.
“What’s up, Yani?” I yawned. “You okay, baby?”
“Yeah. I was actually calling to see if you were okay.”
“Yeah. I’m straight. Why? What’s up?”
“Uhm, I just talked to Darryl and he mentioned there was a crazy fight or something.”
“Oh, yeah. It was nothing too crazy.” I smiled at the thought of her hearing about a little fight and immediately feeling the need to hop on my line. “It’s sweet that you called, baby, but I promise I’m good.”
Silence took over the line for a moment.
“So you never worry about becoming the victim of gang violence?” she asked quietly.
“You mean like a nigga trying to get their stripes and rolling up on me? Fuck nah.” I chuckled. “A nigga gon’ get laid down and end up being my mothafuckin’ victim if they ever try it like that. I’ll float a nigga up to them ghetto ass photoshopped clouds quick.”
Dyani forced a little giggle.
“Alright, Arris.”
“I promise I’m not walking around chilling and vulnerable. The shit I talk is because I have the hands and bullets to back that shit up.”
“Okay. Good.” She exhaled. “Well, tell Jayme I said hello and I'm going to let you go so you can actually get some sleep.”
“You sure you good?”
“I’m positive. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“And I appreciate that. For real.”
“Of course.”
I exhaled.
“I miss you,” I admitted, “and I’d love to see you tomorrow between tattoos if that’s cool.”
“Where would you want to meet up?”
I paused while I thought about it.
“How do you feel about that little seafood place, Under the Sea?”
“Uhm, I’m not sure about that one.”
I paused, chuckled, and shook my head.
“Alright. We can cross that bridge tomorrow, if we get a chance.”
I didn’t pride myself on knowing everything, but I knew Dyani’s hesitation to meet up was because of Darryl and being spotted by anyone who knew the two of us.
Shit was new with us. That was what I kept reminding myself.
It wasn’t just a cop out. She wanted to make sure shit was solid before either of us threw a wrench in our relationship with Darryl.
Cool. All the same, the time for that was going to come to an end sooner rather than later because I couldn’t keep shit quiet for too long.
I wanted to yell about my relationships with Dyani and Jayme from the rooftops. Shit. I’d settle with just having her on my mothafuckin’ arm at all, but here we were, planning dates outside of the city limits and doing our best to get this shit solid.
I fucked with Dyani and knew where she was coming from in theory, but ultimately there was only so long I would let her hide me like some kind of embarrassing side bitch.