Chapter 11 #3
The rest of the drive to my mother’s house was silent.
Deontay had ruined my mood and I was pissed I’d even let him get to me.
I knew the day would come when I would have to stand on my word and beat his ass, but I was hoping he’d chill.
My uncle Dennis had done so much for my mother and me over the years and I’d hate for our relationship to crumble because of Deontay’s hating ass.
When I pulled into my mom’s driveway, she and Celeste said their goodbyes before I walked her to the door.
Other than a hug and goodbye, we didn’t talk much since my dad called.
This would be the last time they talked for the day and I wanted them to have as much of their time as they could.
Only God knows if a riot would break out in the morning and the place would be on lockdown for an uncertain amount of time. When I returned to my truck, Celeste was in the front seat with her seat belt already fastened.
“You stayin’ with me tonight?” I questioned as I backed out of the driveway.
“Can you stay with me? If I come to your house, you’d have to take me back home so I can get my car. I’d rather you stay with me since we’re already on this side of town.”
“That’s cool. I’ll stop by the crib and get clothes. You need me to take you anywhere else before we go in?”
“No. I think I’m okay.”
“You sure? I know how women can be, needing something sweet late at night and shit,” I expressed.
“I’m good. I have a few snacks at the house that I bought yesterday. Plus, I had all that junk food at the fair. I don’t need anything else.”
An hour later, I was pulling into the gates of her townhouse. Thankfully, I remembered the code she’d given me earlier since she was now out cold. Her eyes popped open when I turned the engine off and it took her a few seconds to remember where she was.
“You stopped and got your bag already?”
“Yes, ma’am. I locked you inside the truck and ran up to get some shit. I was gone not even ten minutes. When I came back, you were still asleep.”
“Damn. It doesn’t even feel like I was asleep for long,” she admitted.
“Your phone rang a few times while you were out.”
When she brought her phone to her face, her expression let me know it was probably only Spinna. She hadn’t attempted to call back, meaning the calls weren’t important.
“Why do you pay rent for a townhouse when you live at that nigga’s house?”
“It’s my security. I got this place when I left him the first time.
We were broken up for a few months and I wasn’t about to keep paying for hotels or staying with my homegirl.
When he put a lock on my store and threatened to stop paying for my mother’s living facility, I decided I’d keep my place just in case.
He doesn’t know I still have it though. The only time I’m not here is when he’s home a lot.
I don’t need him knowing about my place of peace and trying to fuck it up.
Whenever he’s away on trips, or if I just need a small getaway, I come here, to my real home.
“All my things are here. The only stuff I keep at his house are the cars and things he’s bought me. Other than that, everything important is here.”
“I guess that’s smart. Especially if you’re in the middle of an exit plan.”
“I’ll always have a plan. That’s one thing my mother taught me. As a woman, there has to always be something up my sleeve to ensure I’m good. I fucked the plan up when I didn’t press the issue about the building being in my name.”
“There’s gotta be a loophole in that shit. Taxes, something. My mom has a girlfriend in real estate. I’ll ask her to look into it for me,” I said as I closed and locked the front door.
“Thank you. Any information would be appreciated. That location is perfect. If I can keep it without Allen being attached, I’ll jump at the opportunity.”
“I got you.”
As she led me upstairs, I looked around at the space she called her own. Various art and photos of her and her mother were spread throughout. Lavender plug-ins kept the house fresh and she reminded me of myself with the simple color themes for the rooms.
“You sleepin’ with me or you want the guest room?”
“Celeste, stop playin’ with me. You know good and damn well I’m not sleepin’ in no damn guest room.”
“I was just trying to be a good host. You asked me the same thing when I stayed with you for the first time.”
“Yes, because you’re a woman and I wanted you to be comfortable. If some shit happens tonight and I’m in your bed, just know I’m a willing participant.”
Laughing, Celeste turned her bedroom light on and slipped out of her shoes. While she got settled, I put my bag next to the closet and came out of my shoes as well.
“The bathroom is this way,” she said as she led me to the ensuite.
After turning the shower on, she adjusted the temperature to her liking and I couldn’t wait until I was in there.
I’d been sitting at the studio then walking around a damn park all day.
A hot shower and a nice blunt was all I needed to relax.
Sleeping next to Celeste again would have me out like a damn baby.
Leaving the bathroom, I took a pair of basketball shorts and underwear from my bag.
Celeste had all the towels folded neatly on the edge of the sink.
By the time I returned, the mirror was steamy and the room was humid.
Without thinking twice, I undressed and pulled the glass door.
back Celeste shivered from the sudden cold air before failing to cover her perky titties.
“Celeste, please stop trying me. You in too deep with a nigga to be trying to hide.”
“I wasn’t trying to hide. It was just a reaction,” she expressed as she turned her back to me.
It had been a while since I’d released and the drought would be coming to an end tonight.
There was no way I’d be this close to her naked body and not show it any attention.
Her plump ass grazed my dick with her every move.
Putting my hands on both sides of her hips, I leaned in and sucked her neck.
When my hand traveled to her front, I felt nothing but smooth skin between her thighs.
Unable to help myself, I stroked her clit while my other hand squeezed both of her nipples.
The hot water beaming down on us made me more relaxed. When I spotted her body wash, I squeezed it onto her towel and worked up a thick lather before washing her back. By the time I got to the front and saw those titties again, my dick was standing at attention.
“You got a beautiful body, baby. You’re perfect from head to toe,” I admitted.
Celeste was one of those women who had both ass and titties with a coke bottle build. She had the right amount of everything and I wouldn’t be able to get enough of her.
“Thank you,” she responded before putting her head down.
“Nah, baby…my face is up here.”
Without saying a word, we switched spots and she washed me. Once we were out of the shower and back in her room, I took the towel from around her and laid her on the bed.
“Do you have any condoms? You know I’m on the pill, but I don’t have condoms.”
“I don’t. A condom didn’t even cross my mind. Just know a nigga is clean.”
“What about me? How do you know I’m clean?” She smiled.
“You told me you got tested when you found out he cheated on you. Unless you’ve had sex with that nigga after that, I’m not worried.
Now be quiet and let me please this pussy.
The next words I wanna hear from you should be moans of pleasure,” I responded before taking one of her nipples into my mouth.
When I came face to face with her bald pussy, I wasted no time taking her clit into my mouth.
It had been a long ass time since I’d eaten pussy and Celeste was more than deserving.
It wasn’t until I got in my zone and made my way to her opening that she started to react.
Spreading her legs, I was able to go deeper.
“Shane, what the fuck?” She sat up when my tongue swiped her ass.
“Girl, lay your ass back down. Let me do my shit.”
From the way she was now thrusting her hips against my face, I knew she was close to the finish line.
Sucking her clit with just the right amount of pressure, I felt her contracting below me and placed my tongue back inside her opening to taste her juices.
Without giving her a chance to recover, I climbed on top of her and aligned my dick with her opening.
Although she was wet, I was still met with resistance.
For Celeste to be this tight and not a virgin, this confirmed what she’d told me.
There was no way she was still sleeping with that fuck nigga.
Once I was fully inside her, I had to give myself a few moments to take it all in. Her pussy hugged my shit so tightly I felt my release building already. I started rocking once I had my shit under control. Together, we found a rhythm that worked for us and focused on each other.
“You feel so good, baby,” she said between moans.
“That’s all you, love. You deserve all this dick. That nigga had no business having access to you and he knew that. You in good hands now. I’m gon’ make sure you always get yours first.”
I was giving her all I had until she started sucking my neck.
When I felt that sensation rising, my strokes sped up and I released right before Celeste.
I didn’t free her until I was able to get my breathing under control.
It had been a while since I had been intimate with someone I had genuine feelings for.
Being with Celeste reminded me that there was a difference between having sex to get a nut and having sex to please your partner.
Now I had Celeste wrapped securely in my arms as we stared into space.
For the first time in years, I felt complete.
I was falling for a woman who seemed to be the missing piece to my puzzle.
Anything she needed, I’d be there. The only problem was I didn’t know how I would react when she went back to Spinna’s crib.
I believed her when she told me they no longer had sex or slept together, but I didn’t want her under the eye of another nigga at all.
She was my responsibility and I wouldn’t play with Spinna’s ass.