Chapter 6
The turn out
We went to the ladies' room to make sure we still looked good after getting down on the dance floor. I still looked good; even though I’m really a natural girl, I had a soft beat and some lashes on tonight, and my body was bodying. I was tipsy and having a good time.
"So you don’t want to talk about what’s going on with you? The Tammy I know don’t ever get that loose," Mercedes asked.
I simply told her, "I’m not engaged anymore. My life is really falling apart; I just want to forget about everything tonight."
Mercedes got up, gave me a tight hug, kissed my forehead, and told me, "You can talk to me about anything."
Then Junie came in and gave me a hug, which was crazy because Junie is always acting stuck-up. That liquor had her soft as shit tonight.
When we went back to the section, it was packed—I mean absolutely no seats. Mercedes sat on Silk’s lap. Mario told Junie she could have his seat, and Clo patted his lap, saying, "You know your thick-ass can sit right here."
I looked at him like he was crazy. His little brother got up and let me have the seat he was sitting in right next to Clo.
"Why are you being shy now, baby? Just keep vibing, I’m fucking with it," he whispered in my ear. "I gave you a little dance for your birthday, now you don’t know how to act."
I smiled as he put his hand on my thigh. Some light-skin chick who might as well have been naked walked up. "What time are we going to the spot?" she asked Clo.
"I’m too drunk to drive to my house tonight. I’m crashing at Cede’s spot," Clo said.
"Well, can you at least walk me out?" she asked.
"Do I ever walk you out of anywhere?" he replied.
She rolled her eyes and left with her Megan Thee Stallion-ass lookalike.
"Why didn’t you leave with your girlfriend?" I asked.
"I told you I’m single, baby. But let me know if you’re trying to change that."
I couldn’t lie; this nigga was fine. He was about six-foot-three with long, silky hair and pretty brown eyes, and his platinum teeth didn’t make it any better.
I normally don’t go for yellow-ass niggas, but he looked like Jesus—slim yet built at the same time.
The way my body was reacting to him was insane.
"Y’all, let’s get back to the truck," Silk said.
Walking out, I saw that Junie couldn’t walk in a straight line, so I grabbed onto her arm. Silk had Mercedes by her waist; she was damn near gone too.
Me, Junie, and Clo sat in the back seat, while Donny, Mercedes, and Silk sat in the middle row.
The radio was playing Junie's song: "I'm on my second M this year, bitch, I'm back in that mode / Huh, I doubled up my tour bus, bitch, I'm back on that road / I'm still draggin' this load, huh, bro still packin' them bows / Y'all niggas know who put you down, you still crackin' them 4's."
I smiled because I knew she was feeling herself.
Clo laid his head in my lap and closed his eyes.
Silk looked back, tapped Mercedes, and she started shaking her head with a grin.
When we got to the house, Mercedes and Silk went straight to their room.
Clo fired up a blunt, took a puff, and passed it to my non-smoking ass.
I hit it and immediately started choking.
Junie burst out laughing and said, "Nah, not y'all. They turnt my cousin out tonight and brought her wild side out!"
I got up and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I was sweaty from all that dancing. Afterward, I slipped into a mumu, brushed out my wavy blonde hair, and applied my night cream.
When I walked back out, the living room was empty. I peeked into Junie’s room; she was knocked out cold in her bed, with Donny sleeping on a pallet on the floor.
I opened my bedroom door to find Clo sprawled out across my bed. I stood in the doorway, staring at him. "What are you doing in here?" I asked.
"Girl, come get in bed. I ain't going to thirst over no pussy, baby," he said.
I climbed into bed, and he just stared at me. He ran his hand through my hair and said, "I hope you taste as good as you look."
I raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
"You brought my birthday in great, we had a good time tonight, you're looking good naturally and smelling good. I just want to thank you."
I didn't say anything, just looked into his light brown eyes as he pulled his hair up into a man bun. I felt his hand slide up my thigh, and my body instantly reacted. He slipped his finger along my clit while sucking softly on my neck, drawing a soft moan from my lips.
"What do you want to do? I’ll stop if you want me to," he murmured.
"I don’t know. I’ve never done this before," I admitted.
"I know your grown ass ain't a virgin," he said, sucking his teeth playfully.
"No, I mean I’ve never had my pussy eaten before. I’ve only ever been with one man."
He smiled, pulled my panties down, and kissed the top of my core. He began to lick my clitoris slowly as I panted. "Oh, you like that shit? I can do this every night, I just need you to be mine," he said.
He slid his tongue inside me, swirling it around. "Oh my god," I moaned out loud. He picked up the pace, then slid two fingers inside, making my body shake uncontrollably.
"That’s it, gorgeous, come for me, baby," he whispered. I looked down, and he stared right back into my eyes. "Keep those eyes on me."
He trailed his tongue downward until he reached my entrance, tracing it all around. He groaned, "Damn, girl, you taste good and smell good." Then he looked up. "Are you gonna let me feel you?"
I nodded.
He started stroking his ten-inch, thick, curved dick—the biggest I had ever seen. I instantly got nervous, wondering how I was going to take something that size. He gently pushed my legs back behind my shoulders, then eased his tip inside. I gasped.
"It’s okay, I’ll go slow," he reassured me.
He slid halfway in, and I instinctively pressed against the bottom of his stomach. He whispered in my ear, "Mama, open up for me," and pressed his lips to mine. I let him ease deeper, feeling that intense mix of pleasure and pain. He gently stroked in and out.
"Look at you taking daddy's dick," he praised. "You like how I’m fucking you?" he asked, picking up the pace. He rubbed my clit in a circular motion, pushing my body over the edge into a full climax.
He slowed down, kissing me deeply as I sucked his tongue, feeling his hot release flood inside me. As he softened, my inner walls still gently pulsing around him, he pulled out and kissed my thigh.
He grabbed my hand and led me into the bathroom, running the shower while he brushed his teeth in the mirror. I couldn't help checking out his slim, muscular figure—the man genuinely had a body like a Greek god.
When he finished brushing, he stepped into the shower behind me, grabbed my washcloth, and started washing my neck and back. "Damn, girl, you're so perfect," he murmured, washing my body down to my thighs and booty.
Suddenly, the door popped open. We looked up to see Mercedes standing there with her mouth hanging wide open.
Clo chuckled. "Get out!" he yelled. She turned around and walked right back out, shutting the door.
I took the rag from Clo and washed thoroughly between my legs and backside, rinsing off before hopping out of the shower. I slipped my mumu back on and crawled back into bed. Clo joined me a moment later, sliding in right behind me.
He whispered in my ear, "Don’t be ashamed to let a real nigga fuck you," kissed my cheek, pulled me tight against his chest, and we drifted off to sleep.