23. Schizo
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
SCHIZO
THE BACHELOR PARTY
D rake’s “Spin Bout U” blared through the speakers of the club. I sat there with a blunt tucked between my lips as one of the strippers twerked her ass in my face. Scar and all the rest of the men circled us as they made it rain down on her.
My mind wasn’t really on the party, but I showed up anyway ’cause if I hadn’t, Scar would have hunted me down and dragged me here. After sitting there having that talk with Stoney, I realized that I shouldn’t have said some things to her. She had been nowhere to be found once those words seeped from my lips and we shared another kiss. It wasn’t like I was out there searching for her, ’cause I wasn’t certain what to say to her at this point.
My wedding to Kaylan had become more complicated than it already was. I was having second thoughts ’bout marrying her and thought ’bout calling the shit off.
Taking a toke from my blunt, I blew the smoke out just as the song ended and the dancer straightened her posture. She leaned over by my ear and whispered, “I can go back to your suite with you if you want.”
“I’m good, shawty.” She collected all her cash off the floor. I took a swig from my drink and prepared to get up from my seat ’til Scar’s strong ass hand pushed me back down.
“We got a surprise for you,” he said, and I glared up at him. He of all people knew I hated surprises.
DVSN’s “Between Us” began to play and the crowd opened up directly in front of where I was sitting. I couldn’t even focus on the lyrics to the song ’cause of the beauty that was standing in my line of sight. She stood there with her arms covering her chest. I couldn’t quite see what she had on except for her bottoms. They were metallic with chains hanging from her hips.
Stoney was uncomfortable. I didn’t understand why she would even attempt to do something like this when she knew it wasn’t like her. The way the other men eyed her made my ears hot. Getting up from my seat, I tugged my shirt over my head and treaded in her direction. I slipped it down over her head and gripped her by the hand, leading her toward the exit.
“What were you thinking?”
“I was trying to get your attention.”
“You didn’t have to come in here dressed like that for my attention.”
She fiddled with her fingers and looked down at the ground. “I didn’t hear anything from you after we shared that kiss.”
“I been kinda busy.” Hooking her chin, I lifted her face toward mine. “I’m sorry. I’ve been thinking ’bout you though.”
“Have you?”
“I know it’s wrong, but I really can’t keep you off my mind.”
Her head lowered again. “Why keep telling me stuff like this if you know you’re still gonna marry her tomorrow?”
“I’m not sure why I’m doing anything anymore.”
“Hold on.” Stoney eased back into the club and came back seconds later with a bottle of D’USSé. “Let’s drink ’til we forget all this.”
“Sounds like a plan to me. I ain’t wanna be here no more anyway.”
She popped the bottle open and took a gulp from it then handed it over to me. I downed some, feeling it burn as it snaked down my throat. Stoney took my hand in hers and led me away from the club. We strolled along the beach. The water crashed against our bare feet. We had long removed our shoes and I hadn’t the slightest clue as to where they were even located. We were halfway through the bottle and Stoney was already tipsy.
“I wish I got you before she did,” she blurted and kicked up some sand. “Kaylan really don’t deserve you.”
“Why you say that?”
“’Cause—” Her words cut short when she noticed the empty tents lined up on the beach. On a normal day, they’d be filled with tour guests from sunup to sundown relaxing. She took my hand in hers again and dragged me over to one. I stood there as she plopped against the white lounge chair.
“It’s so comfortable. C’mere.” She stuck her hands out in my direction and wiggled her fingers. A smile coursed my lips.
I stepped to her and took a swig from the bottle. Stoney gripped my hand and yanked me down on top of her. Some of the D’USSé spilled on her and she buried her face in my chest and erupted in laughter.
Our lips synced. Her tongue danced with mine. “Mmhmmm,” she moaned against my lips. I thought ’bout pulling back and aborting mission, but I was in too deep with her at this point.
Stoney grabbed my belt and tugged on it. Before I knew it, she released my dick and pushed her panties to the side. My dick head rested at her soaking wet entrance. She yearned for me. Her warm pussy called my name and I’d be rude as fuck not to answer.
I gently eased my dick inside her and she gasped. Stoney’s pussy was virgin tight at first then expanded to fit my dick. Her shit was gold, just like I knew it was. She palmed my face and shoved her tongue back down my throat. I thrust in and out of her, feeling myself ’bout to release prematurely.
“Fuck, you ’bout to make me cum,” I whispered against her lips and rested my forehead on hers. I stopped stroking to save my nut. Stoney pushed me off her and got down on her knees in the sand. She gripped my shit with both hands and shoved it into her mouth. “Fuck,” I groaned. It had been so long since I got my dick sucked.
My fingers intertwined in Stoney’s mane and I guided her up and down on my dick. Saliva seeped from the corners of her lips. She gagged a couple times but that just made the shit even more sloppy.
“Got damn, Stoney.” My head tilted back. My nut rushed at full force, seeping down her throat. She continued to suck ’til I was fully bricked again then climbed on top of me.
“Watch me fuck you,” left her lips, catching me by surprise. I’d never heard her talk like that before. Stoney was the quiet type, but nothing ’bout her was quiet at this moment, not even her pussy. That shit talked hella shit back to me as she bounced on my dick.
I grabbed her by the hips and slammed her down on me. She whimpered. My heart began to thump rapidly against my chest.
“I’m-I’m,” she stammered, barely able to form words. Reaching down, I gently massaged her clit. Her eyes drank in mine. Seconds later, she screamed at the top of her lungs and creamed all over my dick. That night, I fucked the shit out of Stoney’s ass. I couldn’t even remember how many times I nutted. By the time we were done, we tapped out on the lounge chair, naked as the day we were born.