14- Ariyah Nova Stevens
Stone’s name flashed across my phone. Silencing it, I let out a deep breath.
Landon was downstairs talking to Devin, and I was trying to process everything that had happened.
Tonight was heavy, and I realized that I wasn’t the only one fucked up in this situationship.
Landon was just better at hiding his. There was never any public knowledge on why Devin adopted him, but now it makes sense.
Him being a boxer does as well. Most of us have some kind of traumatic background.
It’s usually the reason we begin fighting in the first place.
My phone rang again, and I was about to silence it until I saw it was Stone.
“Why the fuck is he steady calling me?” I said out loud. Thinking something had to be wrong, I picked up. “What is it, Stone?”
“You haven’t been home. Is everything okay?” I couldn’t do shit but roll my eyes.
“The last I checked, I was grown.” He went quiet, but I could hear him sigh.
“Ariyah, I know that. I just don’t want to see you hurt.
Yes, he’s the best and getting trained by him will build your career, but don’t look at it as more than that.
Please.” For the first time since I could remember, Stone was sounding like a parent and not a money hungry agent.
Dropping my guard, I tried to ease his mind.
“I promise you have nothing to worry about. He’s not who you think he is. I’ll be home tomorrow and you can tell me your ideas that I can convey to him. We’re a team.”
“Okay. I’ll see you when you get home.” Hanging up, I let out a deep breath.
There was no way I could leave Landon in this state.
Yeah, he seemed back to normal, but that only told me he was good at hiding his pain.
That person I saw today was not, Breaker.
I felt so bad because it was absolutely nothing I could do.
Taking off my clothes, I walked into his bathroom and climbed in the shower.
We didn’t get to work out, but I needed to clear my head.
I wasn’t even sure if he wanted me to be here, but I wanted to.
Turning the water up the highest it would go; I stepped under the sprayer.
Wincing, I fought back tears and closed my eyes.
Flashbacks from the fire played in my head as the heat danced over my body.
I know it was scorching my skin, but I did this whenever I thought about that day.
“Gah lee. What the fuck you trying to do, fall off the bone?” I was so deep in my thoughts, I didn’t even hear Landon come in. Turning the dial to medium heat, I shrugged my shoulders.
“You know what they say about the heat and the kitchen.” He turned me to him before placing a kiss on my lips.
“Don’t let my shit affect you. I know today was fucked up, but don’t allow my trauma to open yours.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m not talking about shit.” Appreciating him for not pushing, I grabbed his dick and began stroking it. Shit tripped me out how even in his turmoil he was worried about me.
“Right now, the only thing I want to talk about is how to make you feel good.” He groaned when I applied pressure.
“You doing a damn good job. Fuck!” Smiling, I picked up the pace. I can tell when it became too much for him because he picked me up around his waist.
“You can’t ever let me lead.” I shook my head at him as he gave me a smirk.
“You can as soon as we get out this shower. I’m not about to bust my shit in this mufucka trying to go balls deep.
” Landon walked out of the shower and slipped, causing me to giggle.
Once we got to the bed, he laid back and put his hands behind his head.
He nodded towards his dick, so I obliged.
Kissing the tip slowly, I began sucking softly.
Glancing up, I was satisfied to see his face damn near distorted.
Going harder, I started working that mufucka until I felt his veins bulging.
Knowing he was ready to bust, I stopped.
“Not yet.”
“Mannnn, what the fuck you doing? Get this nut.” Laughing, I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom.
Sliding it on his dick, I made sure it was secure before I climbed on top.
His dick was big, so I had to give myself a moment to let it adjust. Rocking slowly, I stared into his eyes.
I tried to allow my body to say all the words I couldn’t earlier.
I didn’t know the words to help him, but I could do this to help him.
At least momentarily. I could make him forget it all in this moment.
“You feel so good. Mmmm, I love this dick so much.” I continued to ride him slowly while staring in his eyes.
“Show me how much you love this dick then.” Placing my hands on his chest, I rolled my hips, and leaned down closer to his face.
“This pussy missed you. Did you miss her too?” He was looking at me shocked, but I was in mode.
“Fuck yeah!”
“Mmmm, it definitely feels like this dick missed me. Damn, he feels so good stretching my pussy out.” Leaning a little further, I kissed him softly on his lips before sliding my tongue inside his mouth.
Our tongues began wrestling like both of us was trying to win tug of war.
Our moans and my pussy juices were the only noise in the room.
“That bitch talking to me.”
“What she saying,” I moaned out.
“She said she belongs to me. Fuck! She saying I’m the only nigga that can slide in it.”
“Mmmm, what else is she saying to you, Landon?” He didn’t speak for a while because his voice was contorted.
I took advantage of his silence and began bouncing my ass on him.
Reaching up, he snatched me by my ponytail and pulled me in for another kiss.
I snatched back, and continued with my assault on his dick. "What else is she saying?”
“My baby trying to tell me she falling for me.” Hearing him say that caused me to stop.
Was I falling for him? Do I want to take that risk?
Questions started flooding my head, and Landon must have noticed it.
He slapped me hard on my ass snapping me out of it.
Grabbing him by the throat, I choked him slightly as I began bouncing harder.
“That dick can’t miss me too much. He ain’t came for me yet.”
“You want me to bust in my pussy?”
“Yes! I want you to fill me up. Fill this pussy up, baby.” Holding onto me, he sat up before flipping me over.
“Nah, not til you cum for me first. I wanna feel you explode on this dick.” Pulling me up on my knees, he pushed in and out.
His strokes were deep and long and I could barely stay up.
My shit was shaking and I could feel my orgasm rising.
His hand came down on my ass hard. “I said cum for me, Ariyah. Cum on this dick.”
“Arrghhhh, fuck!” I held back as long as I could before I began to shake. “I’m about to cum.”
“Wet this mufucka up then.” I shook hard as he continued to slam inside of me. He was going so hard, it’s as if he was trying to prove something.
“Damn, I’m about to cum in this pussy.” I’m glad he meant it figuratively because his body jerked so hard, I know I would have been pregnant. We both fell out; neither of us knowing how to find the right words to say. After a while, he finally mustered up two words.
“You hungry?”
****
Opening my eyes, I smiled as flashbacks from the night before immediately flooded my mind.
My body shivered, and I had to fight back the urge to go for another round.
Rolling over, I noticed Landon was awake and staring at the ceiling.
Whatever he was thinking about had him so zoned out, he didn’t even realize I had turned over.
I laid there looking at him wondering if I should say something.
Deciding to test the waters, I tapped him.
He didn’t jump just turned his head to face me.
That let me know I was wrong. Landon was fully aware of my presence.
The blank look in his eyes was something different for him.
His eyes were usually confident and playful.
Not knowing how this was going to go, I braced myself before asking my question.
“Are you going to talk to him?”
“Nope.” He turned his head again and went back to looking at the ceiling.
“You don’t think you should?”
“Why the fuck would I need to talk to that nigga?” I knew he wasn’t trying to snap at me, and that he was projecting. So, I put my feelings to the side.
“Because the man in that parking lot yesterday is not the one you are scared of. You’re scared of the man you used to know.”
“This coming from someone who damn near boiled the skin off her ass last night because of a fire from her past.” I was trying to get him to see that he’s Breaker. A heavyweight champ that didn’t need to fear anyone. This nigga was deliberately trying to hit below the belt.
“Mind your fucking business. How about that,” I snapped.
“Exactly!”
“I didn’t say I’m not a hypocrite; I’m saying I’m right.”
“You have a lot of advice for somebody that can’t see their own shit.” I shrugged as I fought back tears.
“Did it occur to you that me being fucked up is the reason I can see your shit so well? I need to get home; I have stuff to do today.” I sat up to climb out of the bed, but he grabbed me to him.
“I’m sorry.”
“For what? Saying what you meant.”
“Naw, for hurting my baby’s feelings.” He kissed me on my lips and moved to my neck, causing my body to squirm. “You still mad at me?” My pussy was waking up and there was no way I was about to fuck him. I had too much on my mind.
“Boy, take me home,” I tried to say with confidence.
We both climbed out of the bed and got dressed.
Once we got down to the car, we climbed inside as Titan drove towards my house.
I was grateful he had the music playing because it allowed us both to think about everything that happened.
When we pulled up, Titan got out to open my door.
I was about to step out when Landon stopped me.
“We good?” Leaning down, I kissed him.
“Yeah. I’ll talk to you later.” I wasn’t lying, we were good, but I also needed space.
Not just because he hurt my feelings, but the weight of it all had me thinking about my own shit.
Getting out the car, I walked inside of the house.
Stone was sitting in the kitchen reading something on his phone.
“Hey. Where’s Mom?” Stone looked up and shrugged his shoulders.
“I don’t know. Somewhere spending some money.
” As usual. Her ass was never here. I had no idea how their marriage survived, but I guess they were both getting what they wanted.
It wasn’t my business, so I didn’t care.
Knowing what was bothering him when it came to me, I tried to divert it by giving him the information I knew he wanted.
“Breaker has a team working with me. I can see what Darion was saying, but I’ve been working on it.” Stone’s face lit up.
“Do you think you will be ready soon?”
“Breaker thinks so, and said we can probably bring some reporters, Darion, and a few other bookers in to watch me train.”
“I have some in my pocket that can run what I need them to in the papers. That’s a damn good idea. It will get the questions flowing on why you haven’t fought yet.” You could see the many ideas running through his head.
“I’ll let you know when he’s trying to set it up.”
“It’s good to know you’re actually doing some work over there. If this doesn’t work, you’re done. There are no more chances, Ariyah.”
“I know.”
“Well act like it. Breaker is a damn good name for you to be attached to, but not if it’s because the papers are reporting on you being his flunky of the month. You’re there to work.”
“Okay, I’m going to lay it down. I need a nap before I head back to the gym.
I had a long night.” It was times like this I wished my mother was a true parent.
She would be able to get him to understand that me seeing Landon was not a problem.
Standing up, I made my way to the stairs. I was done with this conversation.
“I bet,” he mumbled under his breath. Ignoring him and his snide remarks, I went and laid my ass down.