Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen
Jruelle.
“What does the acronym B.A.P. S stand for?” I read the question from the card that was in my hand.
“Man, you know we ain’t seen no fuckin’ B.A.P.S.” Adonis laughed.
“What? Why? That’s a classic!”
“Yeah, sis, that’s some female stuff.”
“Women.” I corrected him. “We’re women, Apollo.”
“That’s what a female is, right?”
“It’s not wrong,” I explained while smiling so he didn’t feel attacked. “But sometimes when people say female, it sounds… clinical. Like you’re talking about an animal or a biology chart instead of a person. Some women find it dismissive, like you’re stripping away the human part.”
“Oh, aight, so it’s offensive?”
“To some people, yes. Woman or women is more respectful,” I continued to explain. “It acknowledges us as people first. The intent matters too—if you respect women, it’ll reflect in how you talk to them.”
“Got it. Women,” he nodded. “Thank you for putting me up on game.”
“Anytime.” I smiled. “That’s what I’m here for.”
“So, you gon’ tell us the answer, woman?” Adonis teased.
“Yes, but after you take your shot, sir.”
“Bruh,” he playfully groaned. “I’m starting to think you got that game just to get a nigga drunk.”
“Maybe.” I grinned. “Drink up.”
Chuckling, he refilled his shot glass then tossed it back.
“Black American Princesses.” I smirked then laughed at both of their reactions.
“What the hecky?” Apollo laughed. “How were we supposed to know that?”
“I didn’t really expect you to know, Apollo because you’re younger than us, but Adonis, I’m disappointed in you.”
“I don’t know why.” He laughed. “Fuck I look like watching that shit?”
“We’ll watch it tonight.”
“Shiddd, you gon’ be watching that shit on ya own.” he replied and I giggled.
He grabbed a card from the deck. A sexy smirk teased at the corner of his lips as he read over it then his eyes connected to mine.
“AP, let her answer this one.”
“No, that’s not fair! I asked you both the question.”
“He know this.”
“So! Don’t try to change the rules!” I grinned. “You’re being a sore loser.”
“Aight, fuck it,” His eyes moved to his brothers briefly and they shared a look before he read the question off. “What does CB4 stand for?”
I sat silently, waiting for Apollo to answer. When he didn’t answer I looked his way and he shrugged.
“Oh, wow, Apollo,” I laughed. “You know you know the answer.”
“I don’t, sis,” his little ass lied. “What’s the movie, bro?”
“CB4 is the movie.” Adonis answered causing me to kiss my teeth.
“I like how you two are acting clueless.”
“How, baby?” he chuckled. “You can’t make the man know the answer.”
“You just said he would!”
“Well, he don’t,” he smirked. “You gon’ guess or take ya shot?”
“I have to wake up early.”
“Man, no,” Apollo laughed. “Po’ up, sis.”
“You can’t even drink, so you stay out of it,” I playfully snapped. “And you’re cheating for your brother. I see whose side you’re taking.”
“I’m neutral.”
“Fuck all that,” Adonis waved us off. “You need me to pour you up or…”
“I got it.” I played like I had an attitude when I snatched the bottle up and poured myself the shot. It burned going down so I quickly chased it with some of the ginger ale that I had to drink. Once I’d gotten myself together, I asked, “what’s the answer?”
“Cell Block 4.”
“Figures.” I scoffed. “That doesn’t sound like anything I would ever watch.”
“But we’d watch B.A.P.S?” Adonis laughed as he stood. “I’m gon’ run to the bathroom. I’ll be back.”
Apollo excused himself too claiming that he needed to get in his discord because they had games scheduled. I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but I let him go while I got up to clear our trash from the table.
While I did, I noticed that Adonis’s phone kept going off.
I ignored it at first, but it continued to ring so I took a glance at the screen and noticed someone named Tina was facetiming him.
I let it continue to ring until she hung up and got ready to get back to what I was doing, but she started to call again.
I was tempted to answer the shit because she clearly wasn’t going to stop calling, but he came back in the kitchen just as the phone hung up.
“What you doin’?” he leaned into the counter behind him.
“Cleaning,” I answered. “Your phone’s been ringing.”
“Why didn’t you answer it?”
“Because it’s not my phone.” I rolled my eyes, but he couldn’t see me due to my back being turned to him. “It’s ringing again, you should see what Tina wants.”
“You got an attitude?”
“No.”
“Jru.” He encased me in his arms. “Look at me.”
“No,” I tried to nudge him off. “Go answer your phone.”
“Aight,” he abandoned me to get his phone but came right back, wrapping the free arm around me again. The phone was ringing again, but he decline the FaceTime and called her on a regular call, putting it on speaker.
“Why didn’t you answer the FaceTime? I was trying to show you something,” the woman said when the call connected.
“What you blowing my shit up for, Tina?”
“If you’d answer, you’d know” she whined. “We haven’t seen each other in months. I wanted you to see how much I missed you.”
“I ain’t answering no FaceTime, T.”
“Why?”
“Because I ain’t,” he replied. “I’m with my girl and you causing problems I don’t need.”
“Y-your girl?!” she snapped. “Since when were you in a relationship, nigga? We were just together!”
The vibration of his chuckle traveled up my back. “You just said we ain’t seen each other in months.”
“I lied. We were together a week ago and you know it, nigga!”
“Okay.” He snickered.
“Who is it?” she spat. “Who’s the bitch that got you trying to play me?”
“It don’t matter,” he answered. “What’s important is I’m telling you I got a girl, so you gon knock the bullshit off or… matter of fact, it ain’t no other options. You gon’ chill with ya antics, and that’s that.”
He disconnected the call after that, tossing it onto the counter next to us before circling his other arm around my body.
“You good now?”
“I was fine before.” I smiled over my shoulder. “You didn’t have to do that.”
“Naw, you had a fucking attitude.” He kissed the side of my face then my neck. “I don’t got no hoes, Jru. You know I ain’t ever been that nigga. Plus, I been waiting too long to have you just like this,” he pulled back briefly and turned me to face me. “So, I ain’t gon’ fuck up. Aight?”
“Okay,” I simpered. “I trust you.”
“You better.” He smirked then leaned down to peck my lips.
The kiss started slow but quickly escalated into something more. His hands began to roam my body, his navigation stopping when his hands made it to the cuff of my ass.
He lifted me up without breaking the kiss, placing me on a nearby counter where we continued to kiss like two teenagers. Though I’d kissed Adonis before, I dreamed of what this moment would be like; just me and him, alone, exploring each other.
He pulled back and began to kiss down the center of my neck then the center of my chest since the top to my pajama pants was a camisole that showed a little cleavage. He cupped each of my breasts, placing soft kisses on them both before capturing my lips again.
Everything about this moment with him was perfect, but… I couldn’t. I didn’t want to disappoint him, and part of me felt like I wouldn’t be able to take it if I did.
“W-we shouldn’t.” I whispered and pulled back. My body immediately felt the absence of his and got heavy.
“No? Why?” his eyes danced around mine like he was searching for his answer.
“I-we—I’m just not ready.” I lowered my head, but he captured my chin and forced me to look at him.
“It’s okay, baby. I told you as slow as you want to go, aight?”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“I still want to make you feel good though,” he smirked then lifted me from the counter, my legs wrapping around him instantly.
He stole kisses as he walked us toward the back of the apartment to his bedroom where he gently laid me in the middle of his bed. He left me there briefly to go close and lock his door before returning and resuming our kiss.
He took his time feeling all over my body; my breasts, stomach, arms, legs, sides, hair—anywhere his hands could reach while kissing me like we’d never see each other again. Hooking his fingers in the waistband of my pants, he began to work them down without breaking the rhythm of our kiss.
The tips of his fingers left a heated trail as they traveled the length of my legs. It wasn’t until he had my pants all the way off that he finally broke the kiss. He tossed them to the side then pushed my legs out and back as far as they could go before getting eye to eye with my center.
“Pretty ass pussy,” he mumbled, then blew softly on my already sensitive bud causing my back to arch off the bed from the small gesture. When his lips pressed a gentle kiss against my lower lips, my body bucked. It had been a while since I’d been touched, so the simplest things had me reacting.
The fact that it was Adonis Gates was a factor too.
He applied another kiss down low, but this time followed it up by swiping his tongue down to my opening where he began licking around it before plunging his tongue inside.
He began working it inside of me while using the pad of his thumb to attend to my clit, applying circles at the perfect pace to align with the motion of his tongue.
In no time he was pulling my first orgasm from me, but he didn’t let up.
He lapped up every drop of evidence from climax number one then quickly got started on the second.
Once he’d successfully gotten it he pulled back, positioning my legs on his shoulders then diving back in head first, but this time the focal point for his tongue was my clit while inserting two fingers deep inside of me.
“Oh,” I moaned, instantly wrapping my hands around the back of his head then hissing, “Adonis.”
“Mhm.” His voice vibrated against my pussy causing my body to tremble.
“Knew this pussy would be good, Jru.” He abandoned my clit briefly to say, “can’t believe it took so long for you to give me what was mine.
” He kept his eyes trained on me while he continued stroking me with his fingers.
“And I can tell she been feeling neglected,” he looked down at the way I was creaming on his fingers then back at me.
“But it’s okay because I got it now, daddy gon’ take care of her from now on. ”
“Oh my God.” I whimpered, trying to remember which orgasm I was on, but the way he had me climaxing back-to-back made it easy to lose count.
“Damn,” he groaned before retracting his fingers, replacing them with his tongue, and devouring me.
He turned his body to the side some and reached into his shorts, freeing his long, thick dick, stroking himself as he feasted on me.
My body tensed as I enjoyed both the feeling of him feasting on my pussy and watching him please himself while he did it.
It was sexy to me knowing and seeing that he was so turned on just from pleasing me.
He softly bit my clit, moving his head from side to side, before sucking on it again.
He released his dick then smeared some of my juices on the pad of his thumb before dragging it down to my asshole and rubbing it.
I braced myself for penetration. I was a little nervous and anxious at the same time because I’d never experienced that before.
“Mm, not tonight,” his deep tenor sounded. “You not ready for that.”
Before I was able to protest and tell him that I was, he dove back in head first and successfully got another two climaxes out of me before letting me come up for air because I was completely spent, breathing erratically with my legs trembling uncontrollably.
“Shit was good.” Adonis voiced, kissing the insides of both of my thighs before he climbed from between my legs and disappeared inside his ensuite bathroom for a few minutes.
When he returned, he had a wash cloth in his hand to clean me up then he had me get up so that he could change the sheets since we had ruined them. I went into the bathroom to get myself together and redress before I rejoined him in the room and we got in bed together.
He turned the T.V. on then handed me the remote, so I just picked a random movie that was featured because I was going to sleep and by the looks of things he was too.
“You good?” he asked, pulling me closer and burying his face in the back of my neck.
“I’m fine.” I smiled to myself since he couldn’t see my face. “Are you okay?”
“Better than I ever been,” he mumbled just before I felt his cold lips on my neck.
I melted deeper into his embrace, and he hugged my body tighter.
I felt so secure in his arms, and unbeknownst to him, it was the best that I’d ever felt as well.
I damn near slept on the edge of the bed when I was with Derrick and he didn’t even flinch.
Adonis was holding on to me like he was afraid I’d fall if he didn’t.
Simple things like that set the margins between him and my trifling ex even further apart.
“Goodnight, Adonis.”
“Goodnight,” he grumbled and squeezed me gently, right before his breathing became a little shallow letting me know he was asleep.
After just having my soul extracted from my body and now being cuddled in his tight embrace inside his massive bed, I was right behind him.