22. Ciera
Gathering my belongings, I headed out the door. As soon as I got in my car, I received a text message.
I sent the address a few minutes later and asked him to call when the car was at the hotel. He sent a text back asking why I was staying at a hotel, but I declined to answer. I’ll explain it to him later. My phone was ringing, and it was Ari calling me.
“Hey, sis, what you up to?” I asked, happy to hear from her.
“Sis, Mark tried to rape me last night, and mom was there listening to my screams and didn’t help me!” Ari cried into the phone.
“What the fuck! Oh, hell naw! Are you ok? Did he rape you, Ari?” I screamed, now crying for my sister.
“No, he didn’t. Zel came in and beat his ass. I’m staying at his house for now, but I’m fine, Ci. I promise I am,” she responded.
“Good. Let me call you back, Ari,” I said.
“Ok, sis. No problem,” she sniffed as she hung up the phone. Immediately, I dialed my grandmom’s number and waited for her to answer.
“Hey, baby. How everything going over there?” she asked.
“Grams, I don’t stay there anymore because your daughter kicked me out.
I caught her snortin’ cocaine, so I confronted her and her man.
Then she took her man’s side after he called me and Ari bitches.
So, I jumped on his ass. He was fighting me, and Angela decided to jump on me as well.
Now I just got a call from Ari, saying Mark’s bum ass tried to rape her last night! ” I said to Grams.
“What! Roll up on me!” she hung up, so I was headed to my grandma’s house. Once I pulled up, Grams was on the porch with Ms. Cynt. They walked down to the car and got in.
“So, this nigga put his hands on you, and tried to take my granddaughter's most prized possession?” she asked, pulling shit out her purse.
“Yes, I can’t believe this shit, Grams.”
I didn’t notice it at first, but I looked at them and my eyes got wide as hell.
Grams and Ms. Cynt both had on all black.
Grams was rocking some black Timbs, black tights, and a black hoodie that read, Coming for you, bitch!
Where Grams be getting this shit from, I don’t know.
As I’m driving, I hear guns clicking. My Grams was checking to make sure she had her gun off safety and passed one to Ms. Cynt.
“Grams, you got a gun?”
“Hell yeah, Ciera! Now when we get there, stay in the car; I don’t want you getting hurt. Keep the car running too so when we come out; we can keep it pushing.”
“Grams, I don’t want you getting in any trouble!” I said.
“Girl, I got this shit. I’ma teach this bitch boy a lesson. Fuckin’ with my granddaughters; this punk got a death wish!” she screamed, hitting the dashboard.
We pulled up in front of my mom’s house, and they jumped out the car. Grams walked up to the door and knocked. I was so interested in what was happening that I got out and walked in behind them.
“So, you want to go around raping young girls, huh nigga?” Grams said. She was on one today!
“Open yo’ mouth, nigga!” Grams said as she stuck her gun in Mark’s face.
“I don’t know wha...what you talking about,” Mark responded, sweating up a storm.
“Look like somebody already got to your ass,” she said as she crashed her gun down on Mark’s head.
“What the fuck are you doing, Mom! Why is this bitch in my house?” Angela asked, looking at me.
Grams walked over to my mom and started beating that ass, while Cynt held a gun on Mark, daring his ass to move. I went over to Mark and kicked him dead in his dick. Fuck that nigga!
Grams stopped hitting my mom, grabbed her gun and shot Mark in both his legs. He screamed out like a little bitch. Grams then grabbed her purse, pulling out her holy oil, and dashing on him and Angela.
She then bent down to Mark. “If you decide you want to snitch, bitch, I got a bullet with your name on it, and some goons to back me up! Fuck wit’ it! You didn’t think Lai was coming for you, huh! Fucking rapist ass nigga, bet you think twice about touching another woman.”
I now saw my grandma in another light; she was the shit! When we left out, I looked at Angela, shaking my head. She fucked up big time.
My grandma was hype about how gangsta she was and her and Ms. Cynt were talking so much shit. Calling themselves, The Gang Bang Crew in the car and giving each other high fives.
I saw that I had three hours to get ready for tonight, so I dropped Grams off at home and headed to my hotel.
Once I got out my shower, I found the beige Gucci bondage dress that Juelz had purchased for me and grabbed my LV pumps.
They were the only pair I owned. I wanted to treat myself for my birthday last year, so I bought them.
I flat ironed my hair out, and once I finished looking myself over in the mirror, I was pleased with the way I looked.
I had ten minutes to spare, so I decided to head downstairs to wait on the car to pick me up.
When I got in the lobby, I received a text stating that the car was outside. I headed out, and a guy was standing there with the car door open.
“Good evening, ma’am,” he greeted.
“Hello,” I stated as I slid inside.
He shut the door, got in the car and pulled off. I was surprised that Juelz wasn’t in the car, until the driver advised me that he was awaiting my arrival. We proceeded to ride for about twenty minutes until the car slowed down. I looked out the window and noticed that we were at the airport.
Why were we at the airport? I thought to myself.
We drove for another five minutes then pulled up to a private landing strip. The car stopped, and the driver came to open my door, helping me out. I was so confused right now.
“Right this way, ma’am,” he told me.
As I walked to the beautiful jet that was sitting there, the flight attendant who was waiting at the bottom of the steps advised me that Juelz was already on the plane.
I walked up the steps, entering the plane and this bitch was bad as hell.
The interior was cream and gold and there were reclining seats, and long bench type seats that looked like sofas, lined each side of the plane.
There was a bar, and television on the plane as well.
Juelz was sitting in one of the seats, waiting for me.
Oh my gawd, this fucking man was beautiful!
“Juelz, where are we going? You said we were going out, I thought you meant dinner or something.”
“Ciera, relax, baby and enjoy the ride. You are safe with me. I will never let anything happen to you and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He handed me a glass of wine and returned to his seat. I downed that shit quick.
“Come sit; we are about to take off,” he said.
I walked over to him and sat in the seat next to him.
About twenty minutes later, we were in the air.
Juelz took off his seat belt, picked up the phone to dial the flight attendant, letting her know we didn’t want to be disturbed until we landed.
He then looked at me, and pulled me up out my seat, grabbing me by my waist. He pulled to him and kissed me with so much passion, my knees buckled.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.
He grabbed my ass as we continued to fondle one another.
I took my hands, rubbing all over him until I worked my way down and massaged his dick.
When I did that, I almost jumped out the window of this fucking plane.
“Don’t start nothing you can’t finish, Ciera,” he said, looking at me with fire in his eyes. I knew then that I was going to fuck this man. I was going to lose my virginity tonight.
“Who says I can’t finish?” I said, knowing I was scared shitless of that damn snake he had between his legs. The next thing I knew, I was being lifted in the air and carried to the back of the plane into a bedroom.
Damn, this shit has a bedroom! I thought
“Let me introduce you to the mile-high club, baby,” Juelz stated then he started removing his clothes.
When he got finished, let me just say, this nigga was crafted by God himself.
He had muscles every damn where, tattoos all over his body, and the dick!
I’m scared as hell of the dick. Flag on the play, I give the fuck up.
When he walked up to me, he removed my clothes and started kissing my shit, I forgot my damn name.
It was like fireworks blasted off between us, and my body was on fire.
The connection was pulling us closer together, but we didn’t realize how serious this bond was getting ready to be.
I have never had a man touch me the way he was touching me.
This was all new, but when he kissed from my neck down to my jewel, I knew I would never be the same again.
Juelz took his time sucking and licking me like he was never going to see me again.
This time felt so different. He lifted up for a minute as he licked my juices from his lips.
He stared at me for a minute and then proceeded to latch on and eat my pussy like only he could.
“Mmmmm! Ahhhhh!” I moaned, grinding into him. “Ohhhh, baby! Shitttt, I can’t take it!” I said as my hands grabbed his head, pushing him deeper into me.
“Juelz pleaseeee!” I began to move uncontrollably, but he grabbed my legs, holding me in place, so I couldn’t run. He started sucking harder on my pearl, and the dam broke; I was cumming all over the place.
“That’s right, baby. Give it to me,” he groaned. Once I calmed down, he hovered over me, kissing me with aggression, which I reciprocated. I was hungry for this man; I needed him right now.
“Ciera, I want you to breathe, baby and let me make you feel good. It’s going to hurt for just a little while, but I promise you, it will start to feel good. Ok, baby?” he said.
I just nodded my head, letting him know I wanted this. He began to kiss me passionately, spreading my legs wider, and then his dick slowly eased into me.
“Ohhhhhhhh shiiit! Juelz, it’s too big!” I moaned.
“Let me in, beautiful.”
He was so big, it felt like he was ripping me apart as he eased in inch by inch, he was moving at a slow pace, and then once he adjusted, he picked up his pace.
“Aaaahhhhh!” I screamed. Juelz was moving slowly, then he sped up causing me to lose my mind.
My moans could be heard throughout the room, and his were so deep and sexy.
I was in so much pain; it felt like his dick was in my chest. Kissing and sucking on his lips was taking my mind off the pain.
I didn’t know how to move because hell I’ve never had sex.
I’ve watched videos so that I could learn, but uhhhh I don’t think I'm doing it right.
“Damn, baby, this pussy feel so fucking good!” he groaned, picking up the pace.
His dick was tearing up my insides. I began sucking on his neck and he began grabbing and sucking my breasts. The pain started to ease away and turned into pleasure. Juelz grabbed my ass to lift me closer as he thrust in and out of me, causing me to scream out in pleasure
“You feel that shit?” Juelz asked.
“Yeeesssssss, baby. I feel it!”
“Tell me how it feels,” he said as he moved faster.
“Mmmm! It feels so good, Oh God!” I moaned.
He lifted me from the bed, carrying and placing me on the wall.
Then he proceeded to fuck the living shit out of me.
The feeling had me wondering why the hell I waited so long to have sex.
Sex with this man was everything. When he pulled out, and then pushed back inside of me, I knew then that this nigga was gone fuck my life and my insides up.
“Oooohhhhh shit! Juelzzzzzz, wait! Mmmmmm!” I screamed.
We continued fucking and sucking on each other as he laid me back down on the bed, with his dick still inside of me, slowing his pace down.
“Damn, Ciera! This is my pussy! No nigga better ever in their fuckin’ life know what I’m feeling right now!” he moaned, thrusting into me harder.
“Ahhhh, baby! I feel like I got to pee!” I screamed.
“No, beautiful, you’re cumming. Let that shit go and cum all over me.
” He continued to pump, then he let out this growl, and I could feel him releasing all up in my walls as we came together.
We laid there for a minute, trying to catch our breath.
That’s when I asked him where we were going, and he said to Miami for dinner.
He eased out of me, got off the bed and looked at me.
“Damn, baby, we didn’t use a condom,” he said.
No condom? Damn, my first time, and I was careless as fuck!