13. Abril
“Ohh shit, Juju.”
“Come on, baby. Relax.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. You gotta give it to me.”
“No. No, I don’t.”
“Yes, yes you do, baby,” he coaxed as he nipped at my ear. The weight of his body resting on mine was comforting, but that weight pressing against my back door was anything but. I hadn’t been with a ton of men, but I had experience—except for with this.
“I’m gonna die, Juju. It’s too wide.”
“No it ain’t, baby. Your ass spreads wide too. Let me show you,” he professed, grabbing my ass cheeks again. “Just loosen up.”
The pressure excited and unraveled me at once. I wanted to know how it felt, but I was scared at the same time.
We had been home from our vacation for one week, and I hadn’t managed to put space between us. If anything, I had fallen deeper for July, hence my finding myself in the position I was in.
July pressed again, but it didn’t budge. I was extremely lubed back there, and his dick was coated as well, but it just wasn’t working.
“I am loosened.”
July kissed my shoulders and my jaw. His hand lovingly caressed my hip as he continued kissing me. The more his weight rested on my body, the more grounded I felt. I eventually felt the tension seep from my body, and when he pulled away from me and repositioned my legs, I allowed him to.
July lifted my hips from the bed, and before I knew it, he pressed his face into my ass. What the entire fuck!
“Juju! What’re you doing?” I managed to blurt out as my ass jutted up. My pussy fluttered open, and my whole body welcomed the feel of his tongue against my ass.
“Oh shiiit!” I moaned as he pressed deeper into my ass with his tongue and then dragged his fingers through my folds. My pussy was dripping wet and welcomed him. The next thing I knew I felt like a belly dancer with the way my hips rolled and popped, feeding him my ass.
He moaned anxiously as he sucked and licked my ass while he thrust three fingers vigorously into my pussy. I screamed as I released on his fingers while he ate my ass out. When he pulled back, I was slumped. My body was so relaxed that it felt like I’d just had a full-body massage.
July grabbed my hips, spread my ass, and poured lube again. When the pressure intensified, my eyes flew open.
“Trust me, baby.” Somehow, he eventually managed to work that big ass dick into my asshole after a few minutes. I finally relaxed enough that we worked our way beyond his head and down his shaft.
“I feel so full, Juju,” I cried out as he pumped me from behind.
“You’re so fucking tight, girl. I love this virginal ass. I swear I ain’t ever gon’ stay out of it.”
My eyes flew open again, but I decided we could dispute that later. At the moment, I felt too damn good. He fingered my pussy as he pumped inside of my ass. The arch in my back was so deep as I pushed back onto him, giving everything he asked of me.
July lifted my leg. He wrapped his arm underneath it and pushed deeper into my ass. I could feel his balls slapping against me. That was how I knew he had gone to the point of no return.
He pulled out, flipped me over onto my back, and pushed my legs out and up toward my shoulder. He slid his dick back into my tiny asshole and then pumped some more as he lowered his head and took one breast into his mouth.
I screamed out my pleasure at the same time that I heard some noise. I wasn’t sure what it was, so I ignored it. July released my breast and sped up with intensity.
“Hey! That’s virgin territory,” I reminded him, tapping him on his chest.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his mouth hung open as he panted, digging into me. I couldn’t lie; I never thought I would let a man do something like that to me, but I also never expected it to feel so good.
“I’m ’bout to nut in this tight ass, pretty girl.”
“Please do,” I begged.
July repositioned my legs so that he could hold me by the ankles with one hand.
With his other hand, he reached down and spread my asshole wider.
He pumped hard and furiously into me, with his lips tightly pressed together and a look of intense concentration on his face.
I was shocked when I came again at the same time that he did.
It wasn’t until he collapsed beside me that I realized the noise had never subsided.
“Juju, someone’s at your door.”
He frowned. “The fuck.”
He jumped off his bed, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around himself.
“You’re not gonna answer that?” I asked as I pushed up onto my elbows.
“Gotta wash my meat first,” he replied with a wink and a smirk.
I jumped up and followed him into the bathroom.
I waited for him to finish washing up before I moved into place to do the same as he went to answer the door.
I was surprised they were still ringing the doorbell after all this time.
I imagined it must have been an emergency.
I never would have waited for anyone this long.
The shower that I planned to take would have to wait until I went home. I still never slept or showered at his place, even since we had returned from Sorrel Island, where we had slept and showered together.
There was something so personal about doing that at his place, and it was a level of commitment I wasn’t ready to embrace.
Raised voices in the living room put me on edge.
I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I wondered if July needed help.
I grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it on just as my phone buzzed.
The more I listened, I could tell that it was a female’s voice.
I grabbed my phone, pulled on my skirt, and slid my shoes on.
Just as I pocketed my keys, my phone buzzed again.
JUJUONDATP:
I’ll be back.
Chill ya ass in my room, Bri-Baby. I know how nosy you can get. I got this shit. Okay?
I wasn’t sure what he had going on, but I wasn’t comfortable staying in the room. Whomever she was, she was growing louder and louder by the minute. I heard July’s voice rise a few times before I heard a shriek.
Moving to the door, I pressed my ear against it just in time to hear July speak soothing words. “Come on. You’re talking crazy. You don’t want to do that.”
“Yes, I do!” she shrieked.
Whatever he had going on, I wanted no part of it. When another ten minutes passed and he didn’t return to the room, I was over it. I wasn’t sure if it was some other girl he was screwing or what, but I was done. I grabbed my keys off his dresser and pulled the door open.
I saw him sitting comfortably on the couch with his ex, and he was pleading with her. Obviously, she’d had the baby, and her snapback was something fierce.
Her face was full of tears and sadness until she jerked her head around to see me. The fury that etched itself on her face was in complete opposition to the sorrow that rested there moments before.
July’s face dropped, and he held an “Oh shit” look on his face.
“I’m going home. Holler at me when you get a minute,” I stated as I held eye contact with him. Just as I passed the sofa, this heffa jumped up and rushed at me.
“Who the fuck is this, Juju?” she demanded, putting her finger in my face.
“Back the fuck up,” I warned softly.
“Nah. Who the fuck is you, and why you coming out of his room like that?”
“Aye, Briana. Chill,” July demanded, jumping up and coming from behind her.
“Listen, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. Whatever you got going on with him ain’t got shit to do with me. But you’re gon’ keep your finger out of my face.”
“I ain’t gon’ do shit!” she shouted, waving her finger in my face again.
“July, get your woman,” I warned as my face grew hot and my eyes narrowed.
“She ain’t my woman, babe,” he clarified, looking in my eyes.
She whirled on him and started hitting him, but he grabbed her wrists firmly and slammed her against the wall.
“First! I told ya ass not to roll up on me no mo’.
You come up in here with that bullshit you be on, and a nigga tryna be cool, but you ain’t gon’ be disrespecting my company or putting ya muthafuckin’ hands on me, Briana! ” he shouted.
I shook my head and walked around them. “Yeah. Like I said, holler at me when you’re free.” My voice was a cold monotone. I skirted around them, left the apartment, and went into mine, slamming and locking the door.