Chapter 21
VASIAH
“We ain’t seent yo ass in a month of Sundays, my nigga.
” I dapped my homies Kari and Morris, then took my seat across from them.
Kari was my homegirl from college, and Morris was my homie from work – we were the only two Black men who worked at the software company.
Every once in a while, we get together to link up, watch anime, talk about comics, and have a couple of drinks.
“That’s because he’s been boo’d up with that fine ass stallion who does hair,” Kari swooned.
She followed Reina on Instagram and even got her hair done by another stylist in her shop.
When I told them that she was the one I was in a relationship with, they all but called me a liar.
Apparently, she was pretty popular in the city.
I couldn’t help but grin at the mention of my lady.
A nigga was feeling blessed and blissful these days.
Reina was one of the most exciting parts of my life.
Her wit, her beauty, her spontaneity all made my days brighter, because some days they were dark.
I worried about my future a lot, from my dad navigating getting older without a partner by his side to hoping I’d be able to one day quit my day job and really start my own video game company.
I wanted it to be Black anime-centered, with a whole universe for kids of color to see themselves in the games they loved to play.
It was hard starting this type of business, and it required a lot of planning, meetings, and funding.
Regardless of how long it took, though, I believed that I would achieve my goals.
“I can’t even lie… I love it here,” I laughed heartily.
I was dead serious, too. Being LaReina’s man was something I took pride in.
She had me walking taller, smiling more, and coming outta my shell slowly but surely.
Her walls were slowly breaking down, too, and getting to know the woman outside of who she presented herself as was a breath of fresh air.
And not to say that she put on airs or was a facade, but Reina made you earn it to see her softer, more vulnerable side.
She told me that she learned the hard way that being too easy, too vulnerable, too soft too soon did nothing but bite her in the ass.
Therapy seemed to be going well for her, though, even if she was still mum about her sessions.
She was really showing me the importance of taking it one day at a time.
I couldn’t complain, though. I was already planning on being with her for the long haul.
“Well, when can we meet her? We ain’t met nobody since –”
“That wasn’t my girl,” I cut Kari off. She was about to mention Mykita, and I just wasn’t in the mood to hear it.
I felt really bad about it, but I didn’t feel the same way she felt about me.
She was beautiful, insanely intelligent, and really down-to-earth, but I just wasn’t as drawn to her as I was to Reina.
When we fucked in college, it was just a one-time thing, and I never crossed that line with her again.
My homies swore she still liked me, though, and I was beginning to believe them after running into her at the cookout.
“Well, she could’ve fooled us,” Kari snickered.
I cut my eyes at her and shook my head. “If you keep this up, you ain’t never meeting her.”
“Boooo, you’re no fun!”
We all laughed and fell into an easy conversation, and I promised that I would talk to her about having some sort of get-together so that all our people could meet.
Minus Reign, the rest of her folks were cool, and she mentioned that she wanted me to meet her mama soon.
It made me a little sad because I wished that she could meet my mama.
If I weren’t so afraid of the cemetery, I’d take her by to say hello, but I only went once a year with my Pops, and I had the choice of going on either Christmas, her birthday, or Mother’s Day, and all those holidays had passed already.
Ping.
I smiled at seeing her name flash across the screen. Every so often, she updated me throughout her day, sending me pics of what she ate, hairstyles she did, random thoughts, places she wanted to go for our next date, anything that crossed her brilliant mind.
Hayami: I’m finished with clients for today. It’s this new Anime museum that opened and they have a special showing on Afro Samurai and The Boondocks… I grabbed our tickets. They close at 8. See you there?
My heart started beating erratically. This woman was amazing, man.
“Aight niggas, I gotta go.” I stood abruptly.
“What? Damnnnn, I know that look,” Morris grinned.
“What can I say? My lady wants to take her man out on a date, and who am I to deny her?”
“This nigga man!”
I laughed again and headed to my car, excited to see this museum, but most importantly, my woman.
“Mmmm… ‘Siah,” Reina breathed. She arched her back off the bed as I thrust deeper inside her snug walls. Sex with LaReina was otherworldly. No two times were ever the same, and I loved exploring her. I learned that she liked mental foreplay before anything and that the bedroom was the only place that she’d be submissive.
She enjoyed me bossing her around and punishing her when she purposely acted bratty.
I popped her toes into my mouth, licking and sucking them as I felt her walls pulsate around me.
This would be orgasm number three for the afternoon, and we still had to shower and get dressed for Comic Con.
She was going as Sailor Moon, and she made this custom blonde wig with red and blue streaks that made her look more like Harley Quinn, but it was sexy nonetheless.
I was going as Ogun Montgomery from Fire Force.
Reina had retwisted my locs into a short bun style that went straight back, and was going to decorate my face with yellow face paint to represent the flames all over my body.
I even had white contacts to make my eyes seem like they were glowing.
“Cum on this dick for me one more time, baby.” I wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her out even deeper, as her walls sucked me in.
“Siahhhhh, this is not fairrrrr,” she whimpered.
“What’s not fair? Hmmm? The way you take this dick seems pretty fair to me.
” I pulled out and lowered until I was face-to-face with my favorite place.
Flattening my tongue, I suctioned her clit into my mouth while stroking my still hard dick.
Reina liked to get downright nasty with it, and I didn’t complain because I liked being filthy with her too.
More and more, I understood why Enrico was bold enough to come at me the way he did, because Reina and her pussy were worth it.
“Siahhhhh pleaseeee,” she moaned. Tears were streaming down her face, and I wanted to make her squirt before I washed us up in the shower.
“Please, what, baby? I see you remembered your manners.”
“Please let me cummmmmmm again!”
“You really want to?”
She nodded. I smacked her thigh. “Words, baby.”
“YES, DAMN!”
“Squirt.”
On command, she rained down all over my beard, lips, and the bed.
I kissed her thighs and sensitive bud one more time and went to start the shower.
My baby curled up in a ball, trying to catch a quick nap.
She had her hair braided in the meek mills and a bonnet on, and I still thought she was sexy.
Kissing her awake, I scooped her in my arms and walked us to the shower.
I had a bench installed so that she could sit if her legs gave out.
My shower was now filled with half her bath products, and it looked like they always belonged there.
I squirted some shower gel on her loofah and gently cleansed her, paying special attention to massaging her wrists and hands since she was so hard on them.
“Siah?” she hummed.
“Hayami.”
“I…. I love you,” she said with her eyes closed, bringing me to a pause.
My heart started beating erratically again. “Eyes on me, baby.” I tilted her chin up so she could say it again and let me look into her beautiful eyes. They fluttered open, and a serene look was on her face.
“I love you. And this is foreign to me, but this,” she placed my hand on her beating chest. “This can’t be nothing but love. This ease, I feel, can be nothing but love. You’ve become very important to me, Vasiah, and admitting that without wanting to gag has to be nothing but love.”
“I love you more, Hayami.” And I meant it. I felt similar. This love growing between us was new and exciting, but also felt rooted, like our meeting wasn’t by happenstance. Who knew what the future held, but whatever it was, I hope it was by her side.
“Good. And since love has been established between us, welcome to your 360 deal, love.” She smiled sweetly, and I grinned back at her crazy ass. Whether it was a 360 deal or life with no parole, there was no chance I was coming up off her either.