13. Renza Mensah
Greystone City
Drivin’ back to the Airbnb, I smoked with ‘Nelle while she sat in the passenger seat with one leg crossed over the other. I hit the blunt a couple times, held the smoke in for a second and passed it back to her before puttin’ my hand on her thigh.
Her skin was warm under my palm, and I rubbed on her slow while keepin’ my eyes on the road.
She took a pull and looked over at me, but she ain’t say nothin’.
I glanced at her for a second, caught the way her eyes was sittin’ on me and looked back toward the road before I ended up drivin’ us into some shit.
After spendin’ the whole day with her, I was in a good ass mood.
I had woke up this mornin’ not knowin’ how much of her I was gon’ get, and now she was ridin’ back to the Airbnb with me while I had my hand halfway up her thick ass thigh.
I squeezed it and looked over at her again. “You good mama?”
“I’m good,” she answered before passin’ the blunt back.
I took it from her and brought it to my mouth. “You quiet.”
“I’m just chillin’,” she said while lookin’ out the window. “Today was nice.”
That made me smile a lil’ ‘cause I knew she meant that shit. “Yeah, it was.”
I left it there and kept drivin’.
By the time we made it back to the Airbnb, it was dark outside and ‘Nelle was leaned back in the seat, high and relaxed.
I pulled up to the gate, punched the code in and waited for it to open before drivin’ through. Soon as the house came into view, ‘Nelle sat up and looked through the windshield.
“This house big as hell,” she said as she looked over at me.
I pulled around toward the front. “Come back to Trill-Land with me and I’ll get you some shit bigger than this.”
She looked at me for a few seconds before breakin’ eye contact, and I could see her swallow as she turned back toward the windshield. I ain’t press her about it. I pulled up in front of the house, parked and got out before walkin’ around to open her door.
‘Nelle grabbed her purse and took my hand as she stepped out. I locked the car behind us and walked her toward the house, then opened the front door and let her go in first.
She made it a few feet before she slowed down.
Rose petals went from the entryway through the house, and big arrangements of roses was placed throughout the livin’ room.
I had told the flower people I wanted the shit nice without makin’ the whole house look like Valentine’s Day threw the fuck up in it, and they did exactly what I paid them to do.
‘Nelle looked around before turnin’ toward me. “You did this?”
“Yeah,” I answered as I walked up behind her and put my hand around her waist. “Come here.”
I kissed her cheek before grabbin’ her hand and takin’ her toward the back of the house.
I had already looked up flower companies in Greystone before I left Trill-Land, so once I got out here, all I had to do was make the call and tell them what I wanted.
They came yesterday and got the whole shit together while I was still tryna wear ‘Nelle stubborn ass down.
When I opened the back doors and walked her outside, she stopped again.
The backyard had so much open space that the setup ain’t look crowded even with everything I had them put out here.
The flower wall was further out under the covered patio, packed with roses and big ass letters across the middle that said I LOVE YOU.
They had candles around it with more flowers along the bottom, and the lights around the patio had everything lit up without bein’ too bright.
Right in front of it was a big hangin’ daybed that came with the house, covered with pillows and wide enough for me and ‘Nelle to lay our asses on it together.
She turned around and looked at me. “When the hell you do all this, Renza?”
“Yesterday,” I told her as I stepped closer. “I’m glad it ain’t rain either. I would’ve been mad as fuck if I paid all that money and came outside to some dead ass roses.”
‘Nelle laughed and shook her head. “You stupid.”
I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into me. “You like it though?”
“Yeah,” she said, lookin’ back at everything. “I love it.”
I kissed her before she could turn back around, and her hand came up against the side of my neck as I pulled her closer. I stayed on her lips for a minute, kissin’ her slow before I pulled back and rubbed my hand across her waist.
“Come shower with me,” I told her.
“I ain’t got no clothes over here,” she reminded me.
“What the fuck you need clothes on for?”
The look she gave me made me laugh, but she took my hand when I reached for hers, and I led her back inside.
The bedroom had more flowers in it, but I had ‘em keep that shit simple.
There was an arrangement on the dresser, rose petals across the bed and candles I planned on lightin’ later.
‘Nelle looked around while I took her in the bathroom and turned the shower on, then I started lightin’ the candles I had bought while I was out here. By the time I lit the last one, she was leaned against the counter watchin’ me with her arms folded under her titties.
I walked over and stood between her legs. “What you lookin’ at?”
“Nothin’,” she answered, but she was smilin’ when she said it.
“Mmhmm.”
I reached for her shirt and pulled it over her head before tossin’ it aside. My hands went around her back next, and I unclasped her bra without fightin’ with that muthafucka. Soon as it came off, them big ass titties dropped out, and I looked at ‘em before slidin’ both hands around her waist.
“I missed yo’ thick ass,” I told her while runnin’ my hands down her sides.
I kissed her lips and moved my hands down to her shorts, helpin’ her out of ‘em before she stepped free. I took my own shit off next, and I caught her eyes movin’ down my body before she turned toward the shower.
She ain’t act shy about lookin’ at my dick, and I ain’t expect her to.
‘Nelle knew exactly what I had, and I knew exactly what happened to her when she wanted it.
I grabbed her hand and took her into the shower with me.
When the water was right, I put soap on a washcloth and started washin’ her.
I washed under her titties, across her stomach and down her sides while my other hand stayed on her hip.
Every now and then I kissed her shoulder or the side of her neck, and when I got down to her thighs, I bent enough to wash them too.
Sha’Nelle’s fingers slid into my hair when I kissed her stomach before standin’ back up.
Every few seconds I kissed her, sometimes on her forehead and sometimes on her lips, and she let me take care of her without turnin’ the shit into more than what it was.
She washed me next.
Her hands moved across my chest and shoulders while I stood here lookin’ at her, and when she got done, I pulled her into me under the water. She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested against my chest, so I held her here and rubbed down her wet back.
“I missed you,” I told her before kissin’ the top of her head.
She stayed against me for a second before answerin’. “I missed you too.”
That was all I needed from her.
We stayed in the shower a lil’ longer before I turned the water off and grabbed the towels.
I dried her first, takin’ my time gettin’ the water from her skin before she wrapped the towel around herself.
I dried off next and put mine around my waist, then grabbed her hand and took her back out the room.
I walked her outside to the daybed before goin’ back in for the rest of the shit I had bought.
I filled the bucket with ice and grabbed the champagne, two glasses and the bowl of fruit from the refrigerator.
I had strawberries, grapes, pineapple, watermelon and blackberries in that muthafucka, so I carried everything outside and put it beside her.
“Hold on,” I told ‘Nelle before headin’ back inside. “I forgot my weed.”
I went back in the room and grabbed my small leather bag with my weed, a few pills and the rest of my shit in it. When I got back outside, ‘Nelle had already opened the champagne and poured both glasses.
I dropped my towel, and my dick sprang free, and ‘Nelle’s eyes went right down.
She looked down at my dick and then reached for her champagne like she ain’t just looked, which made me smile as I sat beside her.
I opened my bag and started breakin’ the weed down on my lap while she took a drink. The daybed rocked under us whenever either one of us moved, and once I finished rollin’, I lit the blunt and leaned back against the pillows.
I hit it a few times before puttin’ my hand on ‘Nelle’s thigh.
Her skin was smooth from the shower, and I rubbed my palm over it while I smoked. I slid my hand further up her leg, squeezed her thigh and looked over at her.
She took the blunt when I held it toward her and brought it to her lips. I grabbed my champagne while she smoked, and for a while we just chilled. We drank, smoked and ate fruit while the music played from the speaker and the daybed rocked under us.
I watched ‘Nelle reach in the bowl and grab a strawberry before bitin’ into it. Soon as the juice started slidin’ down the corner of her mouth, I tilted my head and leaned in slow, draggin’ my tongue across it without breakin’ eye contact.
I pulled back long enough to pour us both some more champagne before reachin’ for another strawberry. I bit into one side and held the rest between my lips, already knowin’ she was gon’ meet me halfway.
Soon as she came for the other half, I slid my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her the rest of the way to me.
The strawberry disappeared between us, but I ain’t let her go.
I chased that same sweetness from the champagne and strawberry off her tongue, feelin’ my dick jump.
It was already hard, and layin’ heavy against my stomach.
The lil’ moan she tried to swallow was cute.
I scooted closer, brushed her damp hair over one shoulder, and let my lips find the side of her neck. I stayed there, lettin’ my mouth love on her the way I been wantin’ to all damn day.