6. Sha’nelle Harper
Drahma Town
It was my last night in Trill-Land, and I was out enjoyin’ it with my cousin, but if I was bein’ real with myself, shit ain’t go the way I planned since the moment I touched down out here.
I thought this trip was gon’ be simple. I thought I could bring Couture out here, show him my world, let him meet my people
and just move how I wanted to move without nobody feelin’ no type of way about it.
Hell, I thought it was understood that Renza was doin’ him, and I was doin’ me.
I thought we was gon’ be out on double dates with Toni and Kay’Lo, laughin’, eatin’ and just vibin’ like everything was normal. But that ain’t what happened.
Instead, it turned into Toni linkin’ up with me and Couture by herself while Kay’Lo stayed wherever the fuck he was at. A bitch ain’t slow, so I knew what that meant without nobody sayin’ it out loud. I knew they wasn’t fuckin’ with my nigga like that, and I knew it had everything to do with Renza.
That shit bothered me more than I let on, but I ain’t say nothin’ about it. I smiled, laughed and I acted like everything was straight ‘cause the last thing I was about to do was give a muthafucka the satisfaction of thinkin’ I was pressed; especially Renza.
Even after what happened at My’Love’s party, I did everything in my power to push that shit out my head and act like it ain’t even happen.
I had to, ‘cause sittin’ with it would’ve meant dealin’ with what it really was, and I ain’t have time for that when I had a whole man right next to me who was actually doin’ right by me.
Couture been good to me this whole trip…
He had been patient, attentive, and intentional in ways I wasn’t even used to, and that alone made me feel worse about what happened. I wanted to be solid for him and stand on what I chose, ‘cause at the end of the day, that’s who I picked.
So, I stayed away from all the spots I knew the Mensah’s liked to be at, and I kept my distance on purpose, ‘cause I wasn’t tryna put myself in no situation where I had to see Renza again.
But clearly… that ain’t matter…
Now here I was, sittin’ in this section with Toni, a drink in my hand with a hookah passin’ between us, and for the first time all night, I felt like I could actually breathe.
The music was hittin’, the lights was low, and the liquor had me just enough gone to relax without thinkin’ too hard about everything that been weighin’ on me.
We was laughin’, talkin’, just vibin’ and I let myself enjoy it for what it was. Then I saw Kay’Lo.
He was walkin’ toward the section, dressed in all black and clean as hell. I frowned a lil’ ‘cause I wasn’t expectin’ to see him tonight. Tonight, was suppose to be just me and my cousin, which was why Couture was back at the hotel.
Before I could even ask what he was doin’ here, he stepped to the side just enough for the person behind him to come into view, and that’s when my whole mood shifted ‘cause Renza was standin’ right there in all black too. Yeah, I ain’t gon’ lie… the nigga looked good.
His skin looked darker under the lights. His waves was deep as hell, and I could smell his cologne before he even got close enough to touch me. It was that same damn scent I had been tryna forget that wrapped around me like it knew exactly where to find me.
I looked at Toni, and she was already shakin’ her head like she knew this wasn’t no coincidence.
Kay’Lo leaned down and kissed her like nothin’ was off, and when he straightened up, he said they was already out and saw her location, so they slid through.
That sounded like bullshit. I ain’t say it out loud, but I felt it, ‘cause I knew how them two moved, and I knew damn well Kay’Lo would stand behind his cousin no matter what. This felt set up, and I ain’t like that shit, but I kept my face straight and stayed quiet.
Renza sat down right next to me, and I did everything in my power not to look at him, but that ain’t change the fact that I felt him the second he got close. I could smell him, and my body reacted before my mind could catch up, like it remembered him in a way I was still tryna fight.
I kept my focus on my drink, remindin’ myself who I came here with and what I had waitin’ on me back at that room, but that shit started feelin’ weak the second Renza’s hand slid slow up my thigh.
I sucked my teeth under my breath and put my hand over his, tryna push it away without makin’ a scene, but all he did was squeeze my thigh like he heard me and ignored it anyway.
Before I could even open my mouth to say somethin’, he leaned in and pressed his lips to my neck, and that small touch alone had my body betrayin’ me in a way that pissed me off.
“Spend the night with me,” he murmured against my skin, his voice low enough that nobody else could hear it but me.
I turned my head toward him, my eyes sharp even though my body wasn’t matchin’ that energy.
I turned my head and looked him dead in his face, and even though my body wasn’t matchin’ the energy I was tryna give, I still shook my head.
“No, Renza,” I said, keepin’ my voice as firm as I could make it.
He watched me for a second like he heard me but didn’t take that shit in, and then he leaned a lil’ closer with his eyes locked on mine in a way that made my stomach twist
I shook my head like I wasn’t hearin’ him, like I could block that shit out if I tried hard enough, but he stayed right here. His arm was stretched across the back of the section with his body angled toward me like he already knew I wasn’t goin’ nowhere.
“I’m not gon’ keep beggin’ you like this,” he said, and this time, his tone shifted just enough to make me look at him again.
“And if I gotta start killin’ niggas to make you understand me, then that’s what I’m gon’ do.”
That should’ve pissed me off, and made me get up and walk away. But instead, it made me feel weak, and I hated that shit so bad.
The night kept goin’, and I kept drinkin’, and somewhere in between laughin’ with Toni and passin’ the hookah back and forth, I stopped fightin’ Renza as hard as I was at first.
He stayed next to me. He was sittin’ back like he ain’t have a care in the world with one leg kicked out in front of him. He was quiet now, not sayin’ much, but just drinkin’ and watchin’ me like he already knew how this night was gon’ end.
At some point, Kay’Lo passed him a new blunt. I watched him light it, and take a few slow pulls before he held it out to me. I hesitated for a second, but I still reached for it and took it from him ‘cause I wanted it, and that alone told me I was already slippin’.
Time kept movin’, and before I even realized it, I had leaned back just enough for Renza to close that space between us completely. His arm was still behind me, his body warm against mine, and when his mouth found my neck again, I ain’t even stop him this time.
Yeah, I should’ve. I really should’ve, but y’all know how some niggas just got that pull on you that don’t even make no damn sense, and no matter how much you tell yourself you done or you not goin’ for it, your body be on some whole other shit.
A soft sound slipped out my mouth before I could catch it, and the second he heard it, his hand slid under my dress like he already knew what he was gon’ find.
When his thumb brushed over my pussy, and felt how wet I was, he paused.
I felt the way he was lookin’ at me without even turnin’ my head, and when I finally did, our eyes met, and everything inside me felt like it dropped at the same damn time.
My eyes felt heavy and glossy from everything I was feelin’, and I knew Renza saw it too.
He pulled his hand back slow, then lifted his thumb to his mouth and licked it clean like he needed to taste that shit for himself.
My lips parted without me meanin’ to, and I closed my eyes for a second ‘cause this was just too damn much.
The next thing I knew, his hand was at the back of my neck, and his mouth was on mine, his tongue pushin’ past my lips like he wasn’t askin’ me for shit. And my ass let him.
I let him kiss me deep, and the more he did it, the more everything else faded out around me until it was just him. Until it was just us.
I knew right then… I was already too far gone.
“I missed you, and I’m sorry,” Renza moaned in my ear while he stood behind me, with my titties pressed against the wall in the hotel room.
We was both standin’ up with my palms flat against the wall while he fucked me from behind, and the sounds comin’ out my mouth was loud as hell, echoin’ just enough to make me feel like somebody next door had to hear this shit.
Renza had both his hands locked on my hips, pullin’ me back into him every time he pushed forward.
His mouth was all over my neck, lickin’ and suckin’ like he was tryna leave his mark all over me again.
I pushed back into him harder and slammed my ass against his pelvis, and that loud, wet clappin’ sound filled the room every time I threw it back on him.
“Fuck…” he groaned.
The way that shit came out low and strained had my pussy clenchin’ around him ‘cause I could feel how he was losin’ control.
I pushed off the wall and arched my back just enough to throw this shit back on him, my ass clappin’ against him while my titties bounced heavy with every movement.
He let out another rough sound, and I felt his body react to me, his knees bucklin’ like he had to catch himself.
He was hittin’ my shit, so hard, his balls was smackin’ hard against my skin.
“Baby…” he said, his voice breakin’ as he pushed his dick deeper inside me, and I met him right there, throwin’ my ass back harder.
“Yes?” I cried, my voice already gone.
“Leave that nigga…”
I dropped my head forward and let out a shaky breath, tryna stay focused, but this nigga was makin’ it impossible. The way he was fuckin’ me, the way he was talkin’ and the way he was touchin’ me… that shit was overwhelmin’ as fuck.
I ain’t answer him. I couldn’t. Of course, it wasn’t ’cause I ain’t hear him, but ‘cause I already knew I was wrong for even bein’ in this room with him, and sayin’ anything back would’ve made it worse.