11. Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
Demetric
I sat on the opposite end of the couch and just stared at Daizha before I built up the nerve to open up old wounds. I didn’t really talk about my past and from what I could tell; she didn’t either. We stared at each other for a few more minutes before I decided to start the conversation.
“How did you end up wit’ that nigga you were with?” I figured that question was simple enough to bring everything to the forefront. I watched intensely as she fidgeted with her hands.
“I…uh…I ran away from home,” she revealed.
“From where?”
“Charlington.”
“Damn, that’s almost two hours away. What were you running from, shorty?” I knew that question was heavy for her by the way her eyes glossed over, and her breathing hitched.
“I…uhm. My cousin raped me,” she disclosed, and I thought I stopped breathing.
“You serious?” I asked, stupidly.
“As a heart attack. He was eighteen when he came to live with us. My mama and his are sisters, so she sent him to come stay with us because he got in trouble. Well, everything was cool for the first six months, then I noticed he would start staring at me and saying lil’ slick shit. I ignored all of that because I never thought my own flesh and blood would do any ad to me, you know? So one day I got home early, and he was the only one at home. We watched a movie together, then I went to my room to take a nap. The next thing I knew, he was on top of me, pulling my shorts down and penetrating me. I was a virgin. He took away my innocence and did that shit for a year straight. I ended up pregnant, and I was happy as fuck when the school’s nurse told me that. I just knew it was finally over. They called my mama to come get me and when she got there, they told her why. When we got in the car, she gave me this big speech about being ready and I could’ve come to her instead of being fast. She never even asked me how or who, she just automatically assumed it was my fault. I told her it was Vince, and she got quiet. She didn’t say anything the whole ride to the abortion clinic nor did she on the way back. As soon as we got in the house, we ran right into Vince, and she confronted him. Of course, he denied it, and I jumped on his ass. She accused me of lying while Vince got up with a smirk on his face. I knew right then that I wasn’t safe, and I wasn’t staying in that house with them.”
“When I heard my mama leave, I grabbed a bag, packed a few things, and left. I brought a bus ticket to New Grove, where I went to the Youth Crisis Center. They got me situated, and because my mama relinquished her rights, I was emancipated at sixteen. I met Gabe there, and he was the only person that seemed to care. That was until he aged out, and I did a year later. My life has been hell ever since and I wouldn’t care if I ever saw him or my mama again.” By the time she was finished, I was speechless. That was some real foul shit that her mama and that nigga pulled. Just knowing what she went through and how resilient she was made me want to protect her that much more.
“Damn, Dai. That’s deep. You have any clue to why your mama didn’t believe you?” I asked.
“Nope, and now I don’t care.” I nodded my head in confirmation.
“Your turn,” she smirked, like she knew she wasn’t taking me off the hook.
“Simply put. My mama sold her pussy for money. She didn’t mistreat me or anything and she did take care of me, but the moment they took me from the comforts of my home, she turned her back on me. I haven’t seen her since. Then this shit wit’ Zeus being my real daddy is a lot to process. This nigga knew for years that he was my damn daddy, and looked me in my face and didn’t say shit. How am I supposed to feel about that? Can you imagine being a jit and seeing different men coming in and out of your house and wondering when one of ’em were going to admit to being your daddy? That shit fucked me up as a kid, but I tried not to let it bother me too much. That’s why when the Parson’s fostered me, I was cool because I finally had a family. I was even happy to have Jay’s annoying ass as a sister. It’s like my whole life has been a fuckin’ lie.” I lit the other blunt that I had and leaned my head back on the back of the couch as I closed my eyes and blew the smoke out of my mouth.
“Are you mad that he’s your daddy or that he didn’t tell you?” she asked. Opening my eyes, I glanced over at her before closing them again.
“Both.”
It was silence between the two of us and I appreciated it because my mind was all over the place. Just as my thought was complete, I felt Daizha’s soft body flush against mine and her arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
“What you on, Dai?” I asked through hooded eyes.
“Nothing. I just felt like we both needed a hug. Thank you for opening up to me.” She was still pressed up against me when I hooked her chin and brought her lips to meet mine. Letting it linger for a few seconds, I lifted her enough to where she could straddle my lap and continued kissing her juicy lips as our tongues wrestled.
“Mhmm,” she moaned into my mouth. That did it for me. Picking her up, I carried her to my bedroom and kicked the door shut. Once I was close enough to the bed, I lowered her onto her back and attacked her lips, neck, and anywhere else, my lips and tongue decided to land.
I didn’t even know how we got here, but I didn’t want to ever leave. Sitting up, I discarded my shirt and kicked off my shoes. When I looked into her eyes, I couldn’t help but notice the fear that resided within them. I didn’t want to do anything that she wasn’t comfortable with.
“You good?” I asked. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” I clarified.
“No…I want to. I want to erase the horrible memories. Can you do that for me, please?” she begged. Instead of responding, I dipped my head back down and kissed her lips gently. I saw no need to rush with Daizha. I wanted her to know and realize just how special she was. Disconnecting from her lips, I kissed her jawline, traveling down until I made it to her neck, where I gently bit and sucked before placing a kiss on the same spot. That warranted a satisfied moan to escape her lips. I traveled my kisses further down her body and peppered kisses along the way. When I got to her chest, I paused so I could lift it over her head. She was braless, and my mouth instantly watered at the sight of her pebbled nipples erect, awaiting pleasure. Dipping my head, I took the right one into my mouth while I twirled the left one between my thumb and index finger.
“Mhmm, Meech,” she whimpered, and the evident satisfaction laced in her voice made me reciprocate the sound.
“Mhmm,” I moaned in return.
Furthering my adventure, I placed kisses along her stomach and trailed them down until I got to the band of her shorts. I took no time pulling them over her hips but made sure to give her eye contact to gauge her reactions. When she voluntarily lifted her hips, I took that as a sign to continue.
Once her shorts and panties were off, I took a moment to admire her bare body laid out in front of me.
“You’re sexy as fuck, mama,” I complimented, causing her to blush. Since I already had my shirt off, I slipped my joggers off and got face to face with her shaved mound. Hooking her arms under her legs, I pulled her closer to me, to where I was able to rub my nose around in her essence. I could see her breathing become labored, signifying she was anticipating what was to come next. I didn’t want to keep her waiting much longer, so I rubbed my nose around one last time before swiping my tongue along the length of her slippery folds and attaching my mouth to her clit.
“Oh…Gawd!” she yelped upon contact.
While she was enjoying the pleasures that I was bringing her, I relished in the moment that I was the one able to do this for her. Those niggas really fucked her up, but I was here now to remold her into the woman she deserves to be. Since I still had my mouth attached to her pearl, I took my index and middle fingers and slowly inserted them inside of her tight, warm tunnel. If her shit felt this good wrapped around my fingers, my dick was definitely in trouble. I took my time massaging the inside of her walls with my fingers and when I felt them start to contract; I speed up my pace and sucked harder.
“I…I’m about to…ugh.” She couldn’t even get her statement out before she was cumming all over my fingers.
“Mhmm,” I moaned, enjoying the feeling and taste of her. When I knew she was coming down, I slowing removed my fingers and detached my mouth from her. Lifting to my knees, I looked her dead in the eyes as I licked her juices off of my fingers.
I watched as her chest rose up and down and she regulated her breathing. The thin layer of sweat that now sprinkled her body had her skin glowing and my dick growing. I could sit here and watch her forever, but I needed to feel her. I kept my eyes trained on hers while I pushed my boxers down and my dick sprang out. I noticed how her eyes bounced from it and back up to my eyes. Once I had them completely discarded, I hovered over her and took her hand and placed it around my dick.
“You guide it in when you’re ready. It’s all on you, mama.” I kissed her neck and chin before going back to her lips, sucking the bottom one into my mouth before invading it with my tongue. The feeling of her stroking and gently squeezing my shaft had me leaking pre-cum like a muthafucka. I felt the head brushing up against her opening and I brought my gaze back up to her. Once I felt her pushing up against me, I finished the job for her.
“Oh…ughn.
“Ughn.” I wasn’t the vocal type of nigga during sex, but Daizha didn’t have the kind of pussy that you could be quiet about. I looked down between us and saw that she already had my shit shining and I had to quickly look away. Working my way in and out of her, I noticed her face contort in sheer pleasure, and I knew right then I wanted to be the only muthafucka to do that for her.
“Hey. Look at me,” I ordered, since her eyes were closed. “You feel that?” I asked. I knew she would know exactly what I was talking about because the pull was strong.
“Mhmm,” she responded, shaking through her orgasm.
“I feel that shit, too. Fuck,” I groaned at the feeling.
The way Daizha had me feeling, I was ready to go and murk her bitch ass cousin and slap fire from her mama. Ain’t no way they broke this beautiful soul like this. I never believed in soulmates or soul ties, but I felt the very moment our souls intertwined, and I knew right then that I wasn’t about to let anything or anybody sever that shit.
“Fuck, mama,” I groaned in her neck. I felt her wet my shit again, and that had me ready to bust and I did just that. When I felt my dick drain everything out, I lifted my face to hers to study it.
“You good?” I asked. Her answer wasn’t verbal, but a smile graced her face as she wrapped her arms around my neck and cupped the back of my head.
“I’m perfect,” she responded.
“You damn sure are.” I felt my dick bricking up again inside of her and starting stroking her slowly, initiating our second round.
Shit between us would never be the same now, and I’m not even mad about it.