Chapter 2 #3
“Get in, Sexy.” he instructed, as he slapped my butt, after he turned on the shower.
He let me get in the front, as we both stood in the tub.
He then grabbed me by the waist and kissed my neck.
I was beginning to love his kisses. They were soft and juicy.
He then placed both hands on my breasts and palmed them.
Seconds later, he had me leaning against the shower’s wall, headfirst. He went in me from behind, and I could feel his balls slapping against my coochie.
He pumped inside of me for what seemed like forever.
He was filling me up, stretching me out.
I could hear my own wetness, and the sound was foreign.
I thought that it was nasty, but he didn't care. He kept sliding in and out.
After almost an hour, I could feel him jerking again as he went soft.
“This is my pussy now.” He moaned softly in my ear, before he released me.
After that session, we bathed each other before getting out of the shower.
I still couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that I was in a shower with a boy.
He acted as though what we were doing was okay.
I was a little more relaxed about my body at that point.
Then I looked in the mirror and saw some huge problems staring me in the face.
I had about five red marks on my neck and chest. He even managed to put one on my thigh, right near my coochie.
“Look what you did.” I told his ass, as I turned to face him.
His eyes roamed my body. “Damn, I didn’t mean to go that far. But it’ll be alright. Just put a cold spoon on the ones above your chest and wear your hair down.” he laughed, before he wrapped his arms around my waist. “Come on. Lay down with me for a minute. I wanna show you something.”
He led me back to my room where he gave me two more orgasms, and a huge stain on my sheets. With little effort he'd changed me in one night.
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I slept like a baby after my first time.
My dreams were filled with images of Jahrein and our new-found relationship.
I had to be smiling in my sleep, as I held my pillow a little tighter.
I didn't even get out of bed, until three the next day.
Even though, I had used a cold spoon on the passion marks, the ones on my neck were still visible, so I unwrapped my hair and let it hang.
I made sure to let some fall in the front of my neck.
I then walked into the living room where I saw this light-skinned girl, with shoulder length hair, sitting on the couch. I was thinking that maybe she was Red's cousin or something.
“Hey, sleepy head. You finally up, huh.” Red spoke.
“Yeah, I was tired.” I yawned, taking a long stretch.
Red started squinting her eyes then said, “Come here, Raven.” I walked closer to her. “Girl, your daddy gon kill you. What little boy you had sucking on your neck?”
My heart started beating extra fast. I didn’t know what to say.
“Um umm. Come on let us go put some make-up on this. I aint trying to have your daddy tearing up this house and going off on everybody in here.” Red said as she pulled me in the bathroom.
I was thinking that she was gonna preach about the dangers of messing with boys, but she just put on the make-up and told me to be more careful.
When we walked back out the bathroom, I could hear the light-skinned chick talking. “Boy quit. I’ma tell your mama.” she whined, as Jah tickled her.
“Boy, leave that girl alone.” Red teased. “Oh Raven, this is Jah’s girlfriend, Ciara.”
“Hey.” I spoke as my stomach felt queasy.
I knew that girls called there for Jah, but I just was not expecting to see one just a few hours after he had taken my virginity.
I wanted to think that I was special to him, and that the night before meant something to him.
Before him, I had not even thought about having sex, but he had the power to make me do things that I was afraid to do.
He was definitely special to me, but it was painfully obvious that we weren't on the same page.
“Hey.” the girl gave me a plastic smile. She was looking at me as if she knew something that she wasn't supposed to know.
She stood up to use the restroom, and I found myself observing her frame. She was slim with a flat ass, sharp hips, with no breasts, similar to a model’s build. Her hair was a nice shoulder length, but mine was as twice as long. She was cute, but she definitely wasn't me.
A part of me thought about acting a fool with her, but that would have made me look crazy. Jah was practically my stepbrother, and there was not a damn thing that I could do about him having girls around me.
I peeked outside from the screen-door, then decided to step out. I was trying anything to conceal the hurt I felt. My mind was twisted, as I fought the urge to slap Jahrein.
I was wearing a baby-t with girl boxers. There were boys of all ages out, and I grabbed all of their attention, immediately.
“Damn, baby, where your man at?” asked this cute brown skinned dude, who was rocking the hell out of a Bull‘s jersey, and a fresh pair of Jordans. He looked like he was at least twenty, which meant that he was too old for me.
Before I could even reply, Jah stepped outside and stood behind me. “Naw, homeboy. Don’t even try it.” he growled as he pulled me back into the house.
Both Red and the bitch Ciara were looking at him, as if he was crazy.
“What y’all looking at?” he lifted a brow. “Her daddy don’t want her talking to boys. And that was Dough Boy trying to holla at her. Mama, you know that nigga is grown.” he tried to clean up his shit.
“Whatever.” the bitch Ciara rolled her eyes. “Why you hating?”
“Mama, you need to tell her to change clothes. Those shorts are kind of short.” he went on, ignoring his girlfriend.
I didn’t even say anything as I went back in my room. Why in the hell was he fucking with me, when his girl was sitting right there?
I was never one to walk around all day in my pajamas, so I changed because that is what I do.
Damn what Jahrein wanted. I brushed my teeth and then put on some denim Tommy Hilfiger shorts with a matching Tommy Girl muscle shirt.
I slid my feet in my Tommy Girl slippers, and stepped out the room looking oh so fresh.
“Sexy Slim.” Red teased, as I swayed into the living room. “Girl, look at that ass you got on you. That little tight body is driving those niggas crazy. Shit, if I had a body like that I’d be one rich bitch.” she continued.
I was blushing, as I noticed the bitch Ciara plastering the most uncomfortable smile on her face. Jah was sitting there biting his bottom lip, as if he was fighting against his self to say something.
“Red, I’ma walk to the store.” I announced.
“Okay.” Red’s cool ass nodded.
I could feel Jah's eyes burning a hole in my back, as I stepped out the house.
Once I was trying to leave out the yard, Lero asked me if he could walk with me, and I agreed.
He was a smaller version of his brother, but was so sweet.
He would always do anything that I asked, and I was really starting to see him as my little brother.
“You want something out of here?” I asked him as we entered the store.
“Yeah, I want a pop sickle.” he told me as he got a Big Shot. That was my favorite too, so I got myself one along with some Reece’s candy and ranch Fritos.
As soon as we stepped out the store, this guy in a Cadillac with loud bang pulled up. He was jamming the hell out of UGK’s Diamonds and Wood. He jumped out as if he was in a hurry.
“Damn, lil’ mama, you walk fast. I been trying to get your attention for the past two blocks. Can I get your number?” he rambled.
This guy was as fine as the day was long, but it was clear that he was a grown ass man. He was tall with chocolate skin, thick eyebrows, lashes, and hair. If I were a little older and perhaps a bit bolder, I would have been all over him.
Then once again, out of nowhere, here comes this nigga Jah. Only this time he is walking with Ray-Ray’s ass. “Naw, nigga, move around. She aint but thirteen years old, patnah.” Jah spat with no shirt on, as if he was ready for war or something. Who did this nigga really think he was?
“Nah, homie. That’s my daughter.” my daddy added.
“Oh Fifth Ward, I aint know.” the dude quickly said as he retreated to his car. “I didn’t mean no disrespect, homie.” he apologized, as he started his ride up and backed out of the lot.
I don’t know what it was about my daddy, but niggas did not fuck with him. I have seen so many men tuck their tails in his presence, and Jah thought that he was my daddy in the making.
“Ole hoe ass nigga.” my daddy spat. “Yeah, Jah, main, you keep looking after her little ass, before one of these niggas around here wind up stanking in one of these ditches.”
“I got you.” Jahrein nodded as he glared at me.
“Raven wasn’t even talking to that man. He liked her. She didn’t like him.” Lero said, taking up for me.
“Oh yeah, Lero?” Ray-Ray grinned.
“Uh huh. Raven don’t like these boys out here. Cause that’s my sister. Can she always stay with us, Ray-Ray?” Lero asked, making my heart smile.
“That’s your sister, huh?” Ray-Ray laughed. “Yeah, she aint going nowhere. When school starts I’m going to enroll her in school out here.”
That kind of caught me off guard. I mean, I didn’t miss my mama one bit, but I kind of thought that I would eventually end up back at home.
I thought that after a few weeks and shit cooled down that Ray-Ray would feel as if his job was done.
My mama was calling left and right with the drama, threatening to put him in jail if he didn’t bring me home.
“But daddy, mama said...”
“Hey.” Ray cut me off. “I got this. I don't care what ya mama say. You aint going back there as long as that nigga is there.”
Half way home, my daddy started walking faster to catch up with his boy up the street. We were all lagging behind when the dude from earlier, that Jah called Dough Boy, whistled at me. He was standing in somebody’s yard as we walked by.
“I shoul wish that I was that pop sickle.” he shouted as I licked my Big Shot. I stopped dead in my tracks and rolled my eyes at his ass.
“Say, Dough Boy, I already done told you once, main.” Jah warned. I was looking at him as if he was crazy. True, he was older than I was, but he was just seventeen and that other dude was a grown man.
“Jah, dog, stop cock blocking. I’m talking to lil’ mama. You worry about that flat booty broad that’s waiting on you back at your mama’s house.” Dough Boy yelled.
“Fuck you, you hoe ass nigga.” Jah laughed. Obviously, he was a little closer to the guy than I assumed.
Dough Boy walked over to us and started strolling along side me. “Damn, your little ass is sexy.” he flirted, as he slapped my booty.
That’s when all hell broke loose. Before I knew it, Jahrein had punched that dude so hard that he flew into the pavement. Then he started stomping him. By then the dude was curled up in fetal position, as Jah showed no mercy.
“I told your punk ass not to play with me, nigga. Touch her again! Yeah touch her, nigga. You bad!” Jahrein lashed, while spit spewed from him mouth, as he threw vicious blows.
My daddy ran back to see what was going on. Instead of breaking the fight up, he jumped in, stomping Dough Boy too.
People gathered around to see that bullshit. I couldn't believe that these niggas were tripping like that. Jah let that very same dude talk about his girlfriend, then attacked him for tapping my ass. What part of the game is that?
Finally, Red and the bitch Ciara made their way over to us.
“Stop this shit, before y’all end up in jail!
” she yelled as she pulled Jah away from that battered man.
“Ray-Ray what the hell was y’all thinking?
” she snapped as we all walked away, as if nothing had just happened, leaving Dough Boy bleeding on the ground.
“Shit, they told me that Jah was getting in Dough’s shit for fucking with Raven, so I ran to get a piece of the action.” my daddy spoke coolly, as he pulled his shirt over his head.
“Oh, God.” I rolled my eyes. Jahrein really knew how to pull the wool over people’s eyes.