“What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one that I want around?
What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one to hold me down?
Girl, you don't know that I know you should know
Cause you don't know, you don't know, you don't know”
- You Don’t Know // Tank ft. Wale
Odell
To see someone that you once loved, look at you with so much hate makes you realize that you truly did lose something good.
I lost something good. My better half.
I don’t know what it’s gon take to make Bri forgive me, but there’s nothing wrong with trying. I know that she still has love for a kid, but is it as deep as mine? That’s what I’m dwelling on, if she still loves me how she did back in high school.
I don't know why I was being selfish...actually I do, a nigga had temptation surrounded all around him, making me realize that I wasn't a good man toward Bri. She held it down, but I went on about my business and fucked around on her. It's crazy how we realize this after the fact, our fuck ups..if Bri doesn't want to be with me anymore, then I'll leave her be because we both still have some maturing to do, more so on my end. I let the fame get to me, thinking I was big shit once my bank account skyrocketed..that's when females started noticing me, and I took it letting them come between me and Brianna.
BUT... I don't want to give up on her, I cant let go of Bri because I'm selfish, and only want her..but this selfish love isn't gon do us any good. I guess I just gotta change my ways, and prove to Bri that I can be a better man for her.
iMessage to Baby Bri
- can we talk?
Chris
Pivot right. Pivot left. Bounce back, shoot. A clean two-pointer.
I was working with my basketball trainer, getting shit ready for this upcoming season. I wouldn’t be starting, but there’s nothing wrong with training, perfecting my craft. Every basketball player and athlete should know what I’m talking about after an injury; we want to get back on our stomping grounds and do better than our last. As for me, I want to do better. Shit, having Tylia as my physical therapist and in my life has taught me patience, she didn’t baby me or treat me different, she put in work..both ways..but that’s not the point, she got me to think bigger and helped me not give up.
“Alright, let’s call it a day, Chris.” Frank, my trainer, said blowing the whistle. “Great work today, man. The way you’re progressing, you might just be able to play a couple games.” He patted my shoulder. I raised a brow, surprised to hear that.
“Real shit?” I questioned, he nodded his head, chuckling. “Thanks, man. You was really out here pushin me too, look how that went.” I cheesed. We talked a bit more before parting ways. I couldn’t wait to tell Tylia the good news, baby is gon be just as happy as I am.
Grabbing my gym bag, water bottle and towel off the bench, I saluted the other men in the training gym before walking out. Once I get home a shower is gon be the first thing I do, then talk to Ty. She wouldn’t be home till another 30 minutes anyway.
Brushing down the little hair i had, i looked at myself in the mirror, as if i was that nigga. Who am I kidding? I am THAT nigga, chuckling to myself i realized i need to cut it out. Tylia would be saying ‘that’s ugly..humble yourself, baby’ all the while a smirk would be on her face. That’s my baby tho, she gets a pass. Shit, we both mess around with each other like that, it keeps the relationship alive.
“Okay..why you smiling like a creep at yourself in the mirror?” Tylia’s voice interrupted my thoughts, a smirk on her face. What I tell y’all?
“I was thinking bout you, that’s why.” I chortled, turning around and leaning against the counter, her walking over to me and planting her hands onto my shoulders, trailing them to the back of my neck. “You miss me?” I asked, licking the corner of my lip, planting my hands onto her waist.
She playfully rolled her eyes, “Uh huh. I did, you miss me?” She threw back, standing on her tiptoes, placing a kiss onto my chin. I told her that i did, her smile growing. “How was training?” She perked, removing herself from our embrace and walking into the room.
“It was great, baby. Frank was sayin I might be able to play. Ya boy is getting better.” I popped my imaginary collar, and sat on the ottoman at the bottom of our bed. “How was your day?”
“That’s fantastic news, Chris. I’m so so so soooo proud of you. I told you, with patience, you’ll get there.” She closed one of her drawers, and sat on her side of the bed. She blew out a breath. “It was eventful..Bri is going wild cause Odell texted her asking if they can meet up or whatever, she doesn’t want to go.” She chortled, I shook my head.
“We both know how stubborn she is..” I trailed off, laughing. Them two are something else, i really don’t know the full story, but the Odell better fix what ever he fucked up..if it’s even worth fixing.
Brianna
Dumb nigga.
That’s what Odell is. I don’t want to talk to him, there isn’t really shit to discuss. He messed up, he needs to own that bitch and carry it on his own. I will not put up with the disrespect, he’s already done that behind my back, what makes y’all think I’ll deal with it now? I’ll always have that question in the back of my mind if he’s messing around, IF we ever do get back together..which at this rate, isn’t even an option.
“You wanted to talk..so speak.” I sat across from him, we were in a public setting. Good choice on his end, I’ll still cut up if i have to. He needs to understand that. Sliding the glass of water towards me, i sipped from the straw.
“Bri..anna,” He said my whole name due to the look I gave him. “I know sorry isn’t gon fix what I did, but I’m genuinely sorry for hurting you. I don’t know what I was thinking, aight?” He blew out a breath. I was far from hurt, he had it wrong.
I let out a bitter chuckle. “Hurt? That’s what you think I am? Nigga...” I trailed off, closing my eyes and getting my barrens together, i will not let this man effect my emotions. “I was embarrassed, Odell. You embarrassed me. I bring you around my family, you smiling in their faces, and you out here fucking around. So no, I’m not hurt, I’m embarrassed that you had me looking stupid.” I fumed, my voice not too loud as there was other people around, but honestly it didn’t even matter.
He slid a hand down his face, scratching at his beard. He needs to dye his hair, this shit is looking like soggy ass ramen noodles. Who told him that it was okay to be out here like this?
“Could we at least work on us...start over, maybe a friendship? I know a relationship or whatever ain’t what you want right now..but i need you, Bri. You held me down for so long, so right now can i just have you as a friend..”
Have me? What the fuck? I ain’t no damn property.
“I’m not some type of property, object.” I spat, causing him to huff.
“I didn’t mean it like that...but forreal, can we just be friends?” He asked again.
I shook my head, thinking this all the way through. Shit isn’t the same, I’m not even sure if I want a friendship with him. Who’s to say it wouldn’t be the same bullshit? I don’t have time for that, and I wasn’t ready to take that risk, maybe never in this lifetime. I just...I just want an escape, cause this shit is too much.
“I can put you in the Mile High Club, what’s up?
Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read ‘The World Is Yours’
On a blimp?”
- Planes // Jeremih ft. J. Cole
Tylia
Looking through my suitcases making sure I had everything I needed for this trip, I was happy to say that I hadn’t forgot anything. Chris made plans for us, time for us away from all the chaos out here in Los Angeles. I couldn’t be anymore happier, I get to spend some alone time with my baby! I called a week and a half off from work, and I feel bad for leaving my clients, but they’ll understand. If anything, they’ll probably be happy that they don’t have to go through my hard workout plans for them.
“You ready, baby?” Chris came into my room, plopping down onto my bed. I looked at him to see him clad in denim jeans, simple white tee with a big black stripe over his pecks, and all white Jordan’s. Even if he dressed simple, he always made it sexy. That was Chris for you though.
“Yeah, lemme just handle my business and we can go.” I pecked his lips, letting his hands linger on my waist for a bit before I pulled away. He makes me so giddy inside, and I love it! He brought out a new person within me, and I’m forever grateful for that. “I love you.” I smiled, walking backwards and towards the bathroom.
He sent me a sheepish smile before replying, “I love you more, baby.” I felt my heart just swell at his words. I’m glad to say that I got the feeling of acceptance from a significant other. Blowing him a kiss, I walked into the bathroom and went pee. Drinking too much lemonade will have that happen.
“Alright, now I’m readyyyy!” I shouted out in a sing-song manner as I washed my hands, soon turning off the faucet and drying my hands off with the hand towel.
“Aiight, I’m gon take your bags down to the car.” Chris informed, I gave an ‘okay’, as I walked into my room grabbing my small purse off the bed, and phone off the dresser. I already know this trip is gonna be relaxing for us both.
Walking hand in hand on the beach, Chris had took us away to Maldives. It was peaceful, something that we both needed. The breeze was coming in, which wasn’t too cold, it was around eight at night now. I took the time to really enjoy the silence between us, focusing on how far we have come as both a couple and friends. I honestly am thankful for this man, he helped me love myself a little more due to the incident. He made me realize that I can’t keep holding onto that hurt because it wasn’t doing no good, all it did was bring negative thoughts to myself. I’m just happy that he sees me beyond my flaws.
“What you thinkin about, beautiful?” Chris questioned, folding his arms over my shoulders, leaning his head down near my ear.
“You.” I smiled, lifting one of my hands to hold onto his.
“Me?” He asked, but I heard the smirk in his voice. Nodding my head, I bit into my cheek, to stop from my smile growing. “What about me?” He bit onto my earlobe.
“How you helped me see a different perspective on life, helping me love myself a bit more too.” I admitted, rubbing my hand side-to-side on his warm tatted arm.
“I’m glad that I helped baby, but I think you helped me more.” He kissed my cheek. I turned my head so we were face to face, his brown eyes lighting up.
“How?” I inquired, turning in his arms, snaking my arms around his neck as his hands found my waist. The warmth of his arms contacting on my skin caused goosebumps to form, maybe it was because of the slight breeze that came by, or due to the minimal clothing I had on.
“Shit, you helped me realize I deserved better,” He pecked my lips, “I could be a better man in different ways, believed in me and pushed me further to set my goals.” His lips brushed against my forehead, before he planted a kiss. I love forehead kisses. “You helped me with a lot, Tylia. No one has ever done as much as you, relationship wise.” He looked down at me, making me squirm beneath him.
I loved when he talked like this!
I smiled up at him, in a daze getting lost in his deep brown eyes. This man is beautiful, how did a woman like me end up lucky with someone like him?
“Well, ain’t nobody else like me.” I joked, causing him to smack his teeth.
“Here you go killing the moment wit’ yo cocky ass.” He teased, shaking his head.
“I’m playing baby, but I see you for who really are.” I leaned up, locking my lips with his. His kisses drive me into a different world, they’re blissful.
Chris
Walking into our room, I plopped down on the bed, my back hitting the plush comforter. This vacation is much needed for the both of us, no stress from work, and we can enjoy our lives without paparazzi constantly in our faces. I needed this, shit we needed this.
“Baby,” I heard Tylia’s voice, “can you help with this?” She pleaded. I licked my lips, opening my eyes as I sat up to see her wearing a black lace set.
“Damn,” I grumbled, placing my hands onto her soft brown-skin, pulling her into me so she was standing between my legs. My eyes trailed from her love box that was directly in front of my face, up to her smirking face. “You want me to help you, huh?” I licked my lips once again, giving her sides a slight squeeze.
“Yeah,” She looked off to the side, then back down at me, her fingers playing with my ears, “I want you to help me take it off.” She smirked, which had me smirking. I really turned her ass out, huh? Damn, I ain’t think it was possible, but shit I ain’t complaining.
“I got you,” I murmured, kissing her other set of lips through the lace fabric thong. I don’t know why she wears these, knowing that they gon be ripped up by the night. Tightening my hold onto her waist, I flipped us around so now she was laying down while I was settled between her thighs, “relax baby.” I husked, kissing the inner part of her right thigh, then doing the same to her left.
Bending my fingers into the fabric of her thong, I slid the thin material down and taking them off, throwing them onto the side of the bed. Licking my lips at the sight of her wetness, I groaned, just wanting to be inside, but I’m gon take my time on her. No fucking, straight love making tonight. I pulled her to the edge of the bed by her ankles, kissing from her kneecap down to her opening. Hearing Tylia heave in a breath, me and her both knew it was about to be an adventure.
“I love you, you know that?” I asked, kissing on her pearl, her back arching slightly.
“Ye-yeah.” Tylia breathed, “I love you too.” She put her left hand behind my head, tryna push my head down.
“Tylia, let me love you.” I grasped onto her left wrist, flicking my tongue into her abyss, soon diving in, licking around her folds, sucking occasionally on her clit as I came up for air. “You gon let me love you?” I questioned, pecking on her wetness as she fidgeted beneath me.
“Yesss.” She dragged out, licking her lips.
I smirked against her, soon moving her left leg off of my shoulder and kissing up her abdomen to her face. Goosebumps formed against her brown skin as I continued my assault, I was teasing her on purpose due to just enjoying her squirm beneath me. It was a sight to see, knowing that I have that effect on her body just boosts my ego a bit.
Slowly inserting inside of her drenching walls, I watched as her love faces contorted. It made me grunt.
“You so beautiful.” I whispered against her lips, meshing them as I fully entered inside of her, going in and out at a slow pace.
“Chr-” she choked, “Chrissss! Ooh!” Her nails digging into my skin, I could feel the breakage, knowing scars would be evident. It doesn’t matter to me, it lets me know that I’m hitting it right.
“You gon have my babies?” I asked, fastening my pace a bit, gripping onto her right leg pulling it up so that her knee was to her chest.
She bit her lip, throwing her head back further into the mattress, displaying the light droplets of sweat forming onto her neck. Licking my lips, I bent my head down, kissing onto her velvety skin. I hummed against her neck, awaiting her answer.
“Fuuuuck.” Tylia dragged out, pushing at my shoulders, “You sooo deep.”
“Answer my question, baby.” I muttered against her skin, biting into her lobe.
“Mhm.” She hummed, still pushing me back.
I smirked, continuing to make love to her body.
This woman is my weakness. I will literally do anything for her, knowing that she had it bad in the past, I want her to know how it is to be treated as a Queen.
“I can’t keep my eyes off your face
Let alone talk bout your body
I’ve been waiting for so long
Girl you just don’t know, no”
- Impatient // Jeremih ft. Ty$
- omniscient point of view -
Entering the bedroom under the deck, Tylia quickly pulled her black dress off showcasing that she was wearing the set that Chris had got her. She wanted this moment to last, and enjoy every bit of it. Tylia was ready for Chris, as he was ready for her. They were both hungry for each other’s touch.
Chris coming in soon after her, he did a once over at what she was wearing. Smirking to himself, he walked over to her planting his big, soft hands onto her warm, vanilla scented skin. Kissing along her jawline to her neck, she threw her ass back onto his hard on, letting out a soft moan as he sucked on her skin. Fingertips tracing against her pantie line, he slid his hand into her warm center, spreading her lips apart as his index finger pumped into her lady. The warmth surrounding his finger, caused him to groan. Chris couldn't wait to be inside her ocean, her walls contracting around his manhood. It’s been long overdue for them both.
“Baby, I’m sposed t-” Tylia let out a moan, as Chris entered another finger into her opening, rubbing her clit with his thumb, “To please youuu.” She convulsed, her juices dripping down his hand to her thighs. Pulling his fingers out of her dripping ocean, he brought them up to his lips sucking on her juices. Tylia turning around in his hold, her eyes flickering with lust and love.
“What?” He smirked, pulling his fingers away from his mouth. “You get to please me baby, I just wanted to get a quick taste.” He shrugged, causing Tylia to roll her eyes playfully and shake her head.
“Bet you did.” She smirked, guiding him backwards towards the bed, soon pushing him down onto the mattress, straddling his lap.
The sexual tension was thick, they both knew that, but were they going to rush through the missed out time, or take it slow? A little bit of both, they’ve both been feigning for each other. Impatient for the next move, Tylia tugged on Chris’ jeans button, unbuttoning them as Chris lifted up so they can slide off. Once they reached his ankles, he kicked the jeans off, attaching his lips onto Tylia’s plump ones. Tylia hummed against his lips as she felt his member push against her thigh, pulling his shirt over his head, and sliding his boxers off as they broke the kiss she took in his chiseled abs, and tattoos that she missed seeing.
Chris licked his lips as he tugged on the string of her panties, soon untying the string on both sides. Pulling the material off her, he was met with her freshly waxed pussy. Tylia laughing at his shocked facial expression, she lowered herself on his member, rocking her hips back and forth slowly getting used to his size once again. Chris dug his nails into her sides, matching her pace from underneath. The warmth of her walls around his manhood caused him to groan, nesting his head in between her breasts, as he left subtle kisses in the middle moving to her left breast biting onto her nipple.
“Ohhh.” Tylia let out, knowing that she lost all control in this. Not that she minded, but she wanted to please Chris. Gaining strength, she pushed him down onto the bed, lifting up her lower half to where his tip was touching her entrance, she licked her lips as she locked eyes with Chris, his already focused on her. His eyes mixed both with lust and love, he wanted this.
Tylia lowered herself once again, moving at an extremely slow pace, she bit into Chris’ neck as she sped up her pace, Chris planted his hands onto her bare back as his breathing became harsh due to the euphoria. He wasn’t trying to moan like a bitch, but the way Tylia’s pussy’s warmth squeezed around his manhood, he couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tylia smiled to herself, before sitting up and completely turning around with his dick still in her.
UNBELIEVABLE! Chris thought to himself, as he pulled onto Tylia’s hair causing her to yelp as she bounced on Chris. “Fuck.” He breathed into her ear, which had Tylia smirking. She had him exactly where she wanted him.
He couldn’t take it anymore, he felt himself swell inside her, her walls widening due to him growing inside. Tylia bit onto her lip, as she felt herself about to cum as well, two more bounces and a thrust from Chris they came together, not caring that he exploded in her ocean. They were both in the moment. Lifting up from her position, she rolled onto the side of Chris, kissing his lips after.
Chris looked over at her with a sheepish smile, knowing they were far from done. He licked over his lips once more, going towards the edge of the bed, spreading her legs apart as he planted kisses at her calf going towards her middle. He was being slow with his assault because he wanted Tylia to squirm beneath him, he loved that. Leaving wet kisses against both thighs, he was finally met with her wet second pair of lips. “Damn.” He grunted, licking over his lips as he spread her lips into a V with his index and middle finger. Inhaling her scent, he dove in slowly curving his tongue inside of her causing her back to arch off the bed. That’s all he wanted.
“Mmmm.” He hummed against her folds, tongue drilling deeper as he rubbed her clit with his index finger. Chris didn’t want her to cum just yet, but he knew she was reaching her peak, so he slowly removed his tongue leaving a sloppy kiss against her.
“Chris, what th-
“Shhhh.” He chuckled, “Imma take care of you, baby.” He huskily stated, smiling up at her. Kissing her toned stomach up to her jawline, he let the tip touch her throbbing pussy. Tylia wrapping her legs around his waist trying to pull him in, only had Chris laugh at her impatience. “Tylia, baby lemme please you.” He looked down at her sternly, she nodded her head feeling helpless, a faint feeling because all she wanted to do was cum.
“Then, hurry up.” She begged, biting onto her bottom lip, her lashes fluttering at a fast pace. Chris shook his head at her, before entering into her warmth again. He grunted as he heard the gushy noises as he thrust into her at a slow pace, speeding up after. Tylia’s moans filled the air with the slapping of their skin as well.
Scratching onto his back as he began to gyrate his hips into her, he felt his peak coming once again. It will be his second time to bust, and Tylia’s third. They didn’t care about the captain and the other two crew members on the top deck because it was only them two. That’s all that they were worried about, them both connecting as one.
“I love you.” They said in unison, cumming together.
“Just think I just threw out everything that I own
It’s easier to not remember
But here I am, still got your pictures on my phone
On my phone, lookin’ at them when I’m alone
You’re doin’ good and I’m doin’ fine
Now I’m doin’ great but you’re on my mind
We’re better this way, maybe we’re better this way
Tell me why is that so hard to say?”
- We Could Be Better // Janine & The Mixtape
1 ½ months later | December 24, 2015
Tylia
Crying against the pillow, I couldn’t take it. Ever since Chris’ ex, Kayla, came back she’s been trying to weave her way back into his life. I know he tries his best to ignore her loony ass, but she’s forever popping up to his gallery. Like bitch, hop the fuck off my man!.. Her son isn’t Chris’, which she was mad about, I don’t know why because she already knew. She just wanted to do some dumb shit and spark up unnecessary drama…. What I couldn’t take was the disrespect that was being thrown at the both of us, but what got me heated was that home girl had the audacity to kiss MY man! Wanna know what Chris did? He ain’t push her bitch ass back, and he wonders why I’m not talking to him now. I packed up his shit that he left over at my house, which wasn’t a lot, maybe like two duffle bags worth of his clothes. And the thought of Christmas being tomorrow, only added fuel to the fire. All the shit I bought him, and I can’t take it back!
“TYLIA! Baby, open the door.” Chris pounded softly on my bedroom door, I rolled my eyes to the ceiling, not wanting to do anything with him right now. I hate how he has me in this situation. I know he didn’t initiate the kiss, but he didn’t push her back which tore me to pieces. Here I am thinking that nothing will ever go wrong in our relationship, only for that to happen. I guess the happiness does go down after a while, I was just blind to the fact of it not happening.
“Go away!” I let out through my sobs, clutching onto my pillow tighter, only for it to be filled with his scent. “Ugh!” I let out, throwing the pillow.
“I ain’t going nowhere, till we talk this out. Just open the door.” Chris said through an agitated breath. Huffing, I knew he wouldn’t let this be, so getting up from my bed I unlocked the door, yanking it back causing him to stumble forward since his head was on the door. I walked away from him, not wanting to look at him. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.” He started off, walking into my room.
“I know, BUT you could’ve pushed her off you!” I shouted, tears streaming down my face.
“She caught my ass off guard! What the fuck do want me to do about it now?” He questioned, voice going up a couple octaves. Y’all know how I said we never had a full blown argument? That shit is gonna happen today.
“There ain’t shit you can do!” I meshed my brows, clenching my jaw. “And you’re acting as if it was okay that she caught you off guard. Even then you should’ve had common sense to not let it happen!“ I walked into my closet, grabbing the duffle bags of his clothes placing the straps onto my shoulders, I walked back out throwing his shit onto the ground.
“Baby, what’s that?” He questioned, pointing at the duffle bags. I rolled my eyes at the fact that he called me ‘baby’, any other time I would’ve melted but I’m too into my feelings to even feel right now. I’m numb to this shit because I love him, and I haven’t even confessed my love for him yet. “Tylia, what the fuck are in those bags?” Chris walked toward me, only for me to back up.
“I want you out.” I spoke through a shaky breath, “We need time to get ourselves together, and you being here won’t help. So please just leave.” I croaked, blinking away the burning sensation of tears that were ready to overflow.
“Really? Over a stupid ass mistake, you just gon end it like that?” He meshed his brows, jaw clenching. I would be lying if that wasn’t sexy.
“Chris, we aren’t ending shit! I just don’t want you here at this given moment.” I shook my head at his accusation of us breaking up, I’m not that kind of person. “And since you knew it was a mistake, I want to know if I crossed your mind when her lips planted on yours.” I gritted, looking into his eyes. When he didn’t say anything, I nodded my head. “Exactly, so get your shit and leave.” I brushed passed him, and out of my room down to the kitchen.
“You actually did cross my mind. I’m sorry that I couldn’t get her off me.” Chris said coming into the kitchen, with the duffle bags on his shoulders, soon placing them onto the floor. I didn’t look at him, just at the floor biting down onto my lip. The quicker he leaves, the more I can just let these tears fall. “Baby, please don’t be mad.” He stood in front of me, wrapping me into his arms, but I didn’t budge to hug him back. I want him OUT!
“Please.” I choked, “Just go, Chris.” I let a tear slip from my eye, soon cursing to myself. His lips lingered on my forehead, soon kissing away my tears.
“Alright.” He sighed, clearing his throat. “Don’t do nothing stupid.” He choked out. Is he gonna cry? Please don’t tell me that is about to happen. I nodded my head, not even looking at him. He let out another sigh, as he slowly removed himself from me and walking out the kitchen. As soon as I heard the front door close, I broke down on the kitchen floor, letting my sobs fill the air.
“I love you.” I whispered out, wiping tears away with the sleeves of my shirt.
Chris
Entering my house, I shook my head at today’s events. I really thought that once I took that DNA test that Kayla would be gone, but no that bitch just had to stick around and pry into my life. I don’t know why, but she just ruined what I had with Tylia. The best thing I ever had in a long while…. The thing about it is that we haven’t even been together that long, but it felt like it because of the friendship that we had made before making things official. It’s like I broke my best friends heart, without intending to do that. I feel like such a failure because I promised myself that I wouldn’t hurt her, and I hurt Tylia the worst way possible. If I could go back to what happened earlier today, I would’ve been swerved that kiss. I ain’t enjoy that shit not one bit, but I was forreal caught off guard and couldn’t pull away because I was stuck. Stuck on dumb!
Sliding my hand down my face, I placed the duffle bags down on my bedroom floor soon plopping down onto my bed. The smell of Tylia’s vanilla scent filled up my nose, causing for my raging thoughts to come to a stop. I just want for us to go back to how things started, no more mess in our lives because we had enough of that already. I honestly think if Kayla never came out here, none of this shit would’ve happened. We wouldn’t be in this predicament now. I just want to know what was Kayla’s motive, did she think there was something else for us? If so, she dumb as all hell to think that! Shaking my head, I grabbed my vibrating phone out my pocket seeing a variety of texts from Mijo, Coco and Tylia. I let out a breath before reading.
Text from Mijo 👊🏾 - 6:45 PM
Nigga, what’s goin on wit’ u & Ty, dawg? Coco goin hysterical over here, talm bout she gon hurt ya 😂
Text from Coco 👽🙄 - 6:48 PM
CHRIS! I love u like a brother, but wtf! why u let that dumb ho kiss u?! I swear on EVERYTHING I want to slap ya yella self 🖕🏽😒
- 6:50 PM
got my girl stressin out & cryin over u.. like she don’t ever get to this level ever, so I know it’s gon be A LOT of apologizing to do
Text from Wifey 😍💍💜 - 6:53 PM
I think it’s best if we don’t talk to each other for a while, Chris.. I know it’s gonna hurt, but it’s best if we just focus on our careers for the time being. I’m not sayin we’re over, but we do need to figure things out. Sorry baby 🙁
I clenched my jaw, reading over Tylia’s text. I couldn’t take it anymore, like even though she’s hurting, I’m hurting too. I honestly don’t even know what to do, but respect her wishes. All I know is that if we are taking time away from each other, we’ll be okay. Shit, hopefully. Shaking my head I proceeded to text back only Tylia, ignoring the two other dummies.
Text to Wifey 😍💍💜 - 7:03 PM
I can respect that Tylia. I’m man enough to let this happen, but jus know I’ll call you and leave voicemails cause knowing u, u might ignore my calls. There’s no need for u to be apologizing, it should be me. I apologize for hurtin u shawty, & I’m gon do what it takes to regain ur trust back, ma. I ain’t mean for shit to go down like this, but it ain’t right either. Now I want u to smile, and stop cryin ur beautiful self out. Don’t cry over me, love. Aiight, I’m gon let u rest up ❤️.
Contemplating on wanting to put I love you in the text, I decided against it and sent the text. Letting out a low breath, I blinked away the tears that were ready to fall, but it was to no avail. I may have just lost the best thing that has ever happened to me. For what? A dumb bitch who couldn’t stay in her damn lane, and leave me alone. I just have to live with the consequences, and get Tylia back before some crazy shit happens.
Next Day | Christmas
“Merry Christmas, mama.” I kissed her cheek, as I entered her home. I was more out of the spirit today due to what happened between Tylia and I. We were supposed to spend it together with both our families, but she called me last night telling me that those plans would just have to be canceled. I honestly think she’s just trying to wrap all this around her brain, before facing me.
“Uh uh! Where is your spirit, boy?” Mama asked, looking at me with a frowned up face. I let out a sigh, looking away from her holding back the tears. I never cried over any woman in my life, but with Tylia that’s all changing. I love that woman more than anything, and not having her around is really making me feel some type of way. “Chris, what happened baby?” Mama’s tone came out concerned, pulling me into a hug.
“I messed up. Messed up, bad.” I sniffled, wrapping my arms around my mother. I just wanted that comfort from her; the motherly love, and her just telling me that everything will be okay.
“Com’on, explain to me.” She led me into the living room, sitting on the couch me sitting on the cushion next to her. I looked up at the ceiling, gathering my thoughts on how I would explain this to her.
“You remember Kayla?” I asked, clenching my jaw after.. I hate her! Mama nodded, looking at me to continue, “Well she came out here about two months ago, pinning her child on me. Which he isn’t, but that’s not the only thing. She kissed me, ma. In front of Tylia, and I ain’t push her back because I was stuck on stupid.” I breathed out, “I may have possibly lost the best thing that has ever happened to me, mama.” I cried, running my hand down my face. I was forreal breaking down in my mother’s house, tears falling like a rainy ass day. FUCK!
“Christopher, you listen, and listen good.” Mama said, rubbing my back, “I know Tylia is a strong girl, she ain’t giving up on you. From what I see is that you two just need to have some space, but not too much space to where it gets to the point y’all can’t talk to each other. As for Kayla, I never liked that girl and she knew what she was doing.” Mama sneered, blowing out a breath, “She probably already left the state, and isn’t worried about you. Now you go clean up your face, and I’ll give Tylia a call.” She kissed my cheek, I nodded my head letting her words resonate in my head.
Tylia
Swirling my mashed potatoes with my fork, I was out of my element during this Christmas dinner with my family. I honestly just wanted to be with Chris at the moment, but I have to have willpower and try my best not to think of him. How can I do that when everything in my house smells of him? I know we’ll have to talk soon, and I’m not trying to drag it out either because that will do no good. I’ll probably see him on New Years day, and exchange gifts with him and all that good stuff. Shit, I don’t know. My mind is boggled with everything that happened. I can’t be mad at the situation because Kayla kissed Chris, it’s just the only thing that matters is that he didn’t push her off.
“Tylia Danielle.” I looked up at my mother who had a questionable, yet stern look upon her face, “You haven’t touched your food, is everything okay?” She asked. To tell her, or to not? NOT!
“Yes, just have a lot on my mind.” I breathed out, “If you’ll excuse me.” I scooted back the chair, soon getting up and walking out of the dining room and into the living room just to gather my barrens. I need to relax and just breathe. Shaking my head, I walked up the stairs and to my old room. Entering, I plopped down on the bed looking around at the purple walls with Usher posters, pictures of Coco and I, some with family, and graduation. I guess they kept it the same, which isn’t that bad. Memories came flooding back, planting a smile upon my face. The ringing of my phone took me out of my trance, grabbing it out of my back pocket I looked at the time 3:54 PM, and seeing that Mama Sanaa was calling me.
“Hello?” I answered the phone, clearing up my throat.
“Hey baby, Merry Christmas.” She greeted, causing a smile to form on my face.
“Merry Christmas, Mama.” I licked my lips, “How are you?”
“I’m fine, but I wanted to talk to you.” I nodded my head as if she can see me.
“About what?” I asked, biting my inner cheek. Pretty sure I know what it’s about too, I don’t blame her though.
“You and Chris, he told me what happened.” She informed, “Listen Tylia, my son doesn’t cry over anyone ever. So all I’m saying is that he loves you, and what happened wasn’t supposed to happen. Like I told Chris, I’m gon tell you too. You two need the space, but not too much either. Just give it time, then talk to one another, you know?”
“I hear you, Mama. I know that Chris wasn’t trying to hurt me intentionally, but having to see that happen tore me to pieces.” I croaked, wiping the brim of my eye. I’m tired of crying, tired!
“I know sweetheart. Now I have another question, and be honest.” She said sternly. Gulping the spit in my mouth I told her to continue. “Do you love Chris?” Closing my eyes, a tear slipped from my right eye.
“Yes..” I breathed out, “I do love him.”
After the gift exchange with my family, I said my goodbyes and made my way home. I honestly just wanted to be alone, and think things thoroughly. All the good times Chris and I had, brought a smile to my face. I couldn’t give up on him, and I’m not, but we really do need the space. It’ll probably help us too, and in the future when we do have other arguments we should be able to talk through them instead of doing this. — I don’t know what bid me to take it to the extreme, and not have us see one another, but there’s a strong possibility that things will be different. A good different. We’ll have a stronger mindset in these kind of situations. Pulling into my driveway, I put my car in park soon getting out and going to the trunk to grab the gifts from my family. Finishing that up, I just wanted to undress and lay in bed.
Entering the house, I closed the door with my foot, placing the gifts onto the living room floor and locking the door right after. Making my way up the steps, I entered my room cocking up my brow seeing that there was a gift box on my bed. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I shrugged off my jacket placing it on the mattress. Grabbing the note off the box, it read:
To My Sweet Tylia,
Baby, this is one of many gifts you’ll be receiving. I hope you like the set shawty, lol. Aiight, I’ll be seeing you soon.
Love, Chris
Placing the note card down, I untied the ribbon opening the box to see a pair of red bottoms and a sexy, yet simple Santa lingerie set. This man is wild! The feeling of my cheeks getting hot, I couldn’t help but chuckle and shake my head. At least he came and dropped off a gift, it’s appreciated.
Hopefully after this encounter, we could be better.
“There’s some people coming with me and I know who they are
And some that ain’t gon make it and I know who they are
And I know they ain’t gon like it but it’s quite alright”
- True Colors // Wiz Khalifa ft. Nicki Minaj
Shad
Pacing back and forth through my living room, I couldn’t believe this shit! Monica is testing my patience, and she knew where to hit me too. I was being nice about the shit, since she did take my daughter from me without any specific reason. But now she crossed boundaries, trying to move out of Los Angeles and go back to New York? I’m not having that! I’m still tryna grasp that concept in my head, she just threw it at me and that’s a major curve ball thrown my way. She’s really bout to feel my damn wrath! At one point I thought that Monica and I can work out our family, and move on from what happened in our past, but that ain’t happening. She wants to be selfish and take away my damn daughter? Nah, she ain’t gon hear the end of this. I don’t need for Shai to be growing up fatherless, or for another nigga to come in playing daddy. She has one, she don’t need another one!
“So, explain why you doing this?” I gritted, putting my focus on Monica as she sat on the couch, tears falling out of her eyes. I don’t know what for, she’s taking my kid away from me.
“I just think we need time away, Shad.” Monica cried, wiping at her fallen tears.
“FUCK THAT!” I snapped, “Away from what? Our families out here, you ain’t got no family out in New York, Monica.” I clenched my jaw, closing my eyes gaining composure. “Is it for another nigga?” I gritted, coming to that realization that that may be it.
“Shad..” She shook her head, “I didn’t know how to tell you. I’m sorry, but I already got our tickets and plan on moving by next week.”
I let her words flow through my head. She’s leaving with our child, for a nigga? A nigga who might not even last in the future. That’s the dumbest shit I have ever heard; she just gon drop everything out here for some nigga? Monica has really lost her damn mind, and I don’t know what this other nigga has been saying, but I ain’t feeling it. That’s like me saying, fuck our little family for another bitch.
“That’s foul.” I spoke, feeling a tear roll down my cheek “You gon take away MY daughter? You know how much that shit hurts? You kept her away from me for about two months, and you just gon throw this at me? Are you fuckin serious?” I punched the wall, hearing the mirror fall onto the ground, shattering to pieces just like my heart.
“I’m sorry..” She sobbed.
“Fuck your sorry, Monica!” I shouted, “Get out, bruh.” I shook my head, walking out the living room and to my room. Not only is she being unreasonable, she ain’t seeing from my side. That’s why I said she’s selfish. Fuck her!
Tylia
Scrolling through my phone as I laid against Chris’ bed, I was just waiting patiently till he got home, which is like another ten minutes from now. It’s 3:36 in the afternoon, and I know he doesn’t have anything else planned after his gallery. Don’t think I’m sounding crazy because I’m not, that’s how his schedule always was. Anyways back to what I was doing at hand, scrolling through my phone. I was so damn bored that I ended up on the blogs, I never read these shits because it’s nothing but a headache as paparazzi try and weave their way into our lives. They have no sense. I would never understand why they would want to ruin someone’s life with their cruel headlines. It’s pure ignorance on their behalf. But that’s the sad reality that we live; we’re all ignorant to one’s own. Shaking my head, one headline caught my eye, causing me to shift on his bed and sit up.
Chris Brown, out with another woman? Who is this mystery?
Oh! Wait, calm down and just breathe Tylia. Maybe there’s a reasoning for why he’s out with this person. I shouldn’t assume that anything is happening because then I’ll be making an ass out of myself, and we don’t want that. We’ll just talk about this when he comes home. And right on cue, I hear the front door slamming shut with Chris’ heavy feet stomping up the stairs. Okay, who pissed his ass off?
“Hey, what’s wrong Chris?” I asked as he entered the room, scowl present on his handsome freckled face. I haven’t seen him this pissed off since the opening of Shad’s club.. I’m just confused on who pissed in his cereal.
“Nothing.” Chris breathed out, removing his shirt from his toned body. Okay, there most definitely is something wrong, but he doesn’t want to spill. As a girlfriend should I continue to pry, or just let him talk? I’ll probably just let him talk because I’m honestly not up for arguing. We never had a full blown argument before, and I don’t want to see another side of him. I’m so good off that.
“Okay..” I got up from his bed, sliding my feet into my Adidas slides. “I’ll see you later.” I walked over to him, kissing his cheek. I wanted him to at least hug me, but I didn’t even get that. Rolling my eyes, I walked out his room and jogged down the steps once I reached them. I didn’t want to piss him off with my questioning, but he seemed to piss me off. Funny how shit can change your mood in an instant.
Walking out his house and to my car, I let out a breath just collecting myself. I forreal need to calm down. As I was about to open my door, I felt a tug on my arm causing me to turn toward the figure, seeing that it was Chris I leaned against my door as he looked down at me. Awaiting for him to speak, I sure as hell wasn’t. What am I even mad for?
“Look, I’m sorry aiight?” Chris spoke, blowing air out his mouth “Some shit just happened, and Ion’t like it.” He shook his head, licking his pink, plump lips. I honestly just wanted to kiss them, but not now! Focus, Tylia!
“Like what?” I asked, arching my brow, folding my arms over my chest. When he bit his lip, I knew he wasn’t gon say anything at this very moment. Nodding my head, I pushed him back from my car “Call me when you’re ready to talk, until then I’ll see you soon.” Opening my door, ready to enter my car I felt him turn me around once again. “WHAT?!”
“You need to lower your voice.” He gritted, jaw clenching. Yup, he’s pissed!
“Let me go.” I breathed out, breaking our gaze. Him cupping my chin, making me look at him I rolled my eyes. “Yes, Chris?” I breathed out. I swear he wasn’t in the mood for discussion, now he wants to be all up on me? Nigga please!
“Why you have to leave?” He asked, his tone a bit softer than before. That would’ve gotten me weak in the knees, but that’s not the point right now. He really pissed me off, and I shouldn’t even be this mad.
“Because, I don’t want to be around you when you have a funky ass attitude. It’s messing with my mental right now.” I sighed, biting my inner cheek. “And clearly you don’t want to talk, so it’s just better off that I let you have some alone time and come down from what ever has you mad at the world.” I chuckled, causing him to let out a light laugh.
“Aiight.” He nodded “I can respect that, but you better call me when you get in.” He stated sternly. I nodded my head, as he bent his head down planting a tender kiss onto my lips.
“Shad slow down, what’s going on?” I asked frantically, as he was rambling over his words. He had called me thirty minutes prior after I had got off the phone with Chris. “Now, what’s happening?”
“Monica! She’s taking Shai across the damn country.” He sniffled hard. PAUSE! Wait a damn minute! I know I did not just hear that.
“The fuck you mean, she taking Shai?” I held my phone tighter, clenching my left fist. I thought that would be the last thing that Monica would ever do, she knows how much Shai loves her father, just as Shad loves that little girl. Nothing is adding up, at all! “Did she at least have a reason?” I asked, sighing out.
“Yeah, her nigga wants her to move out there.” He blew out a harsh breath. A nigga? This man better be doing something righteous with his life because I don’t need for my niece to be in that kind of environment.
“Damn, did she say when they’re leaving?” I asked, biting on my nail.
“Next week.” He muttered, sounding stressed as ever. Shad doesn’t need to be stressing because there’s nothing he can do now, he should’ve took this in his hands when she first put restrictions on his visits. But I won’t say that to him because I’m not the one to beat somebody down, when they already are.
Chris
I saw her. I saw the bitch that made me go down the wrong path after seven years. It’s just crazy how she pops up in Los Angeles. Out of all places in the country she decides to move to California? For what? I have never been so irritated in my life, but seeing Kayla again brought back harsh feelings toward her. I don’t need her to know about my whereabouts, nor my place of work, but I guess it’s a little too late for that shit… I don’t know how I’m gon tell Tylia bout this, but I was so irritated when I came home that I ended up putting all my anger on her. She don’t deserve that, and I need to apologize about my actions because I would hate for Tylia to be mad at me.
Grabbing my keys off the dresser, I made my way out my room and jogged down the steps. Walking out the house, and locking the door I made my way to my parked Range soon getting in. Driving off, I couldn’t help but let the little encounter come rushing back to my mind, tightening my hands on the steering wheel, I let the thoughts consume me.
Earlier today - 2:45 PM | Konfuzed Art Gallery
Helping the people for the next class, I couldn’t help but smile as this progressed. The fact that Tylia initiated this start, lets me know that she sees a lot of potential with the gallery. Couldn’t have done this without her. I honestly just love her little ass, and nothing can ruin that…. But during these classes, the customer can either keep their artwork, or put it up on the wall for other people to buy. When they go with the second option, I give them at least three-hundred dollars and thank them for donating.
“Come on Skylar, you got it.” I heard a mother’s voice, but an all too familiar voice at that. Looking in their direction, I saw her holding a little boys hand who had to be at least two years old, maybe three the oldest.
Heaving in a breath, I made my way over to the next customer who was ready to purchase. Most of my work goes for at least three-thousand to six-thousand dollars. Most people don’t buy because they don’t have the money at the time and ask to put it on hold for the next time they come, which is set for a thirty day time limit. Walking behind the counter I greeted the customer, seeing that she wanted the deteriorated man sitting in a chair looking out at a lively garden.
“Alright, are we doing two transactions?” I asked, seeing that she also had art supplies and a blank canvas.
“Yes, Chris, if that’s not too much. Also I really like what you did.” She complimented, looking around.
“Thanks ma’am. Alright, first total is forty-seven dollars and eighty-six cents.” I bagged up her items, leaving the blank canvas alone on the counter. She passed me a fifty dollar bill, handing back her change I scanned the piece “And for the piece, three-thousand and fifty dollars.” I smiled, she slid her card and signed her name.
“Have a good day, Chris.” She smiled, grabbing her items off the counter.
“Thank you.” I smiled back, “You too.” I walked away from the cash register and made my way over to the shelves, fixing the supplies from brushes, pencils, markers, pens, anything you can think of.
“Chris?” I heard the same voice from earlier behind me. I closed my eyes, releasing a breath before turning to face her. “Long time no see. How are you?” She asked, holding onto the little boys hand like earlier before.
I gave a her a blank stare “Kayla, I’m doing great. Now if you would excuse me.” I brushed passed her, only for her to grab hold onto my arm “Look, don’t touch me. We have nothing to say to each other.” I spat, clenching my jaw. No other person can piss me off like her. She’s that irritating.
“I have a lot to say to you though.” She licked her lips “Why ain’t you playin ball, and why are you doing this?” She asked, looking around my gallery.
“That’s none of your business.” I furrowed my brows, “Look, why are you here?” I blew out a breath.
“Say hello to your son.” She smirked. I looked down at the little boy, and we looked nothing alike, his skin tone was brown skin, and Kayla and I are both yellow as ever, so her pinning this baby on me is some bullshit!
“Bi-“ I clenched my jaw, refraining from calling her out her name. I looked at her, then the boy, and her again “That ain’t my son,” I gritted “he don’t look none like me. I haven’t seen you in seven years. This boy is what, three years old? Please get gone with this shit.” I spat, refraining from going ballsy on her. I don’t need the attention from these customers.
“Aiight, Chris. We gon take a DNA test!” She hollered, sounding oh so dumb. Let me prove her dumb ass wrong, let me just do it for the one time.
I nodded my head “Aiight, bet.” I walked away from her and going to the next class. Looking down at my watch it was now 3:15 PM. I’m bout to be like fuck it, and just take my ass home.
Parking my car in Tylia’s driveway, I got out and made my way to the walkway and towards her door. Unlocking it with the key she gave me, I heard her voice in the kitchen. She sounds heated, which I don’t know what for, but it will soon come out. Kicking off my Nike slides, I closed and locked the front door before proceeding my way in her house. I don’t know how I would approach this conversation to her, I just hope she doesn’t get mad about what I have to inform her on. But it’s not like she can be mad, the kid ain’t mine. Shaking my head, I sat on one of the bar stools in her kitchen as she was finishing up her conversation.
“Shad, look you can’t stress yourself out about it. Your best bet now is to just go to court, if that doesn’t work out then do what you have to do.” She blew air out her mouth “If anything she might not even pull through with it, so please breathe. For me.” She sighed. I wonder what’s going on with him and Monica, shit has been hectic for him, and I feel bad about the situation. “Uh uh. I love you too. Okay, bye.” She hung up the phone, closing her eyes before putting her attention on me.
“Everything good?” I asked, she shook her head as tears welled up in her eyes. I don’t need for her to be crying. “Baby, c’mere.” I stood up, openin my arms so she could hug me. “Wanna talk about it?” I asked into her hair, kissing her forehead.
“Monica’s taking Shai to New York, and Shad is going hysterical.” She shook her head “I just don’t understand why she would do that to him. She knows how much Shai loves her dad, that little girl is gon be torn forreal Chris.” She sniffled, removing her head from my chest.
I nodded “I know, but Shad is gonna have to deal with it like you said.” I reminded, she just nodded her head looking up into my eyes. I smiled faintly at her, before pecking her lips.
“Anyway, what you doin here?” She asked, removing herself from my embrace sitting up on the counter top.
“Wanted to talk to you about what happened earlier.” I said, walking towards her, standing in between her legs, planting my hands onto her thighs.
“Well speak.” She smiled cutely, pecking my nose.
“I’m pretty sure you saw the headline today.” I rolled my eyes, she nodded her head for me to continue “That was my ex, back in college.” I shook my head, clenching my jaw “She came out here to tell me that her kid is mine, but little nigga is at least two years old. I haven’t seen her in seven years, so it ain’t adding up.” I broke my gaze from Tylia, not ready for what she was about to say.
“Babe, she’s just doing it to get you riled up. If you know the kid isn’t yours, then you shouldn’t be mad about it.” She planted her hand under my chin so I can look at her, I nodded my head licking over my lips.
“I know, but she also caused a scene talm bout I need to do a DNA test.” I shook my head, which had Tylia chuckling. “What’s funny?” I asked, soon laughing at her goofy ass.
“Prove her ass wrong, Chris!” Ty exclaimed, slapping my chest softly. That’s how I know she ain’t with the extra drama either. See, my woman be looking out for me.
“Baby let me put your panties to the side
I'mma make you feel alright
‘Cause I'mma give you what you need, yeah”
- Show Me // Kid Ink ft. Chris Brown
Chris
Walking out of the bathroom, I licked my lips crawling underneath Tylia’s blanket. She deserves to be awaken with some morning head, and it’s been a good week since I’ve got a taste due to her damn period. Kissing her warm thighs, she slightly parted her legs giving me more access. Smirking, I slowly made my way to her sweet haven, licking over my bottom lip I came face to face with her pussy. Kissing over her laced thong I was working myself up because I was ready to dive in, but I’m gon take my time on her. Sliding her thong to the side, my lips met with her wetness. Spreading her lips apart with my tongue as my fingers pumped in and out slowly, her clit began to pulse, which triggered for me to go faster. Her hips bucked forward, causing my tongue to go in deeper.
“Chrissss.” Tylia dragged out, placing her tiny hand onto the back of my head as her hips moved in sync with my tongue. Curving my tongue into her abyss, I knew she was bout to cum due to her breathing picking up, moans coming out soft and loud. “Ooooooh.” Her back arched, juices flowing into my mouth. Lapping up her juices, I cleaned her up good, biting down on her clit softly as I finished.
“Morning, baby.” I smiled, coming up from the blankets, placing my lips onto hers giving her a subtle kiss. The feeling of my dick becoming erect, only caused me to get hornier than what I already was “Baby, can I?” I questioned, biting my bottom lip as my eyes connected with hers, her head nodding in a rapid pace. “I need your words, Ty.” I chuckled at her anticipation.
“Yes, Chris. I’m all yours, I want you deep inside.” She purred, seduction laced in her tone.
She ain’t have to tell me twice. Licking over my lips, I lowered my head down inches away from her face, just admiring the little features she had displayed on her bare face. Tylia leaned up, placing her lips onto mine, our tongues intertwining doing their familiar dance. Trailing kisses against her jawline, down to her neck I left subtle markings. Her light moans filling my ears, letting me know she was ready for the next level. I honestly just want to take my time, and show her what she’s bout to be in store for. Throwing the blanket off, my eyes scanned her half naked body, the only clothing she had on was her thong and a baby tee. Ripping off her tee, she let out a shriek hitting my chest. I chuckled, bending down kissing above her pantie line, inhaling a breath my teeth clasped on the thin material sliding it down, soon throwing them to the side.
“Damn” I grunted, looking at her glistening pussy. I was ready to take her there, no games this bout to be the best sex. Tylia surprised me as her hand slid down, spreading her legs a bit, her fingers playing in her wetness. “My baby a freak, huh?” I smirked, sliding my boxers off throwing them onto the floor.
“Ssss… Mmm. Ye-yeaaah.” Tylia moaned, her fingers sliding in and out at a faster pace. “Baby, pleaseeee.” She dragged out, back arching off the bed.
“Move ya hand.” I slapped her hand away, as my other one gripped the base of my full length. The tip touching her entrance “You ready?” I didn’t even let her respond as I felt her juices evolving around my dick as I entered slowly. “Shit.” I grunted, she tight as hell!
Tylia
“Ooh..Oh shiiiiit!” I screeched, as I felt my climax, back arching off the wall. Chris had me pinned against the wall, balls deep, his pole in my stomach. “Sssss.” I moaned, gripping onto his shoulders digging my nails into his skin. We’ve been going at it for the past two hours, and I can already feel my legs losing their feeling. “I.. Iiii.. I’m gonna cummmmm!”
“Cum for me then.” Chris pounded into my insides, his dick swelling inside expanding my walls. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, his gruff tone made me explode onto his length. He soon pulled out, his cum oozing out onto my stomach. “Damn.” He muttered, our foreheads touching. “You’re so beautiful.” He smiled, causing me to blush and hide my face into his neck.
“Thank you, baby.” I giggled, kissing his neck “Can we shower though? I’m sticky.” I looked into his eyes, freckles spread across his face. I’m lucky as hell to have this man as MY man.
“Yeah.” He kissed my lips, carrying me into the bathroom.
“Chrisssss.” I dragged out, whining at all the hickeys displayed against my skin; behind my ear, underneath my jawline, a little under my stomach above the lining of where my panties stop, and in between my thighs. I guess he got his point across, meaning that I was only his woman and he wanted to show me. I’m not complaining, but these markings are going to be here for a while.
“What you whining about?” He smirked, coming into the bathroom standing behind me. I rolled my eyes, because he knew what he did. “It’s alright, baby. I’m just showing you how much I appreciate you. And that this is all mine.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, sliding his hand into my panties softly gripping onto my pussy, his finger sliding in with ease.
“Mhmm, but this is MY pussy.” I breathed out, buckling my knees as he continued to finger me.
“I wrote my name all up in it, so it’s mine. And by the way your hips are moving, you know too. Don’t front Tylia.” He muttered, as I let a moan out. “So sweet.” He said, removing his hand from my lady, sucking on his finger. Okay, that’s the most sexiest shit I have ever seen! I licked my lips, turning around to face him. “What?” He smirked, biting down on his bottom lip.
“Another round. I want you.” I stood on my tiptoes, biting on his ear lobe. For whatever reason, he made me want him and my body craved his touch. Without a word, Chris picked me up taking me to the room.
