IT WAS ALL A DREAM (1) (16 page)

On the way to the hospital he asked Liza, “Are you o.k.?”

“I feel a lot better now that I vented some frustration towards her. K, I really am sorry for putting you on the spot like that.”

“Aw it’s no big deal baby girl… I mean Liza.”

“K, I would have to be blind to not notice you were attracted to me, and I really like you too. You’re a sweetheart. I just never reacted because I wanted to be faithful to th
at asshole. Plus we
have
a
great working relationship and I didn’t want to cross that line.”

“Liza, I think that you are the most attractive and sexy woman that I’ve encountered in
a
long time, but I’m going through a phase right now and keeping company with quite a few female companions. Feel me? I know I don’t want to hurt you anymore than what you’re dealing with.”

He knew it was going to be difficult for her, preparing to end a relationship. Once they parked in the hospital’s emergency parking area, he leaned over to give her a comforting kiss on her forehead.  She unexpectantly lifted her mouth to meet his, slipped her tongue in, and grabbed the back of his head so he couldn’t get away. It wasn’t like he was gonna try to get away. He tasted the mix peppermint she’d been sucking on along with the liquor and demonstrated his skills in a long, sweet, soft, sensual kiss. When they finally separated she looked him straight in his eyes and said, “Let me worry about me.” She opened her door. “Let’s go and check on your friend,” she said with a smile that let him know, she was a woman with a mission. And he was it!

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K was drained. He already knew from the doctor’s reactions that his man Dark would be out of commis
sion for a minute. As he and Liz
a rode up Liberty Street after leaving the hospital, he looked over and saw Liza bobbing her heard and grooving to the music. He could tell she was tired, but he was digging the fact that she was there to support him.

“Wassup sleepy?
You aight?”
K asked.

“I’m good. You OK?” she asked yawning.

K smiled at her, knowing that at five in the morning, Liza had to be
feelin
it. They turned into his complex ten minutes later and pulled up next to her car.

“I really appreciate you being here for a brotha. Are you gonna be OK to drive home?”

Liza turned to face K. Her stare was intense.

“I’m not going home.”

She put her hand on his knee and slid it up his thigh. She leaned over to kiss him and grabbed his dick at the same time. She massaged it slowly.

“I see I got one vote for yes,” she said smiling.

They exchanged a long slow kiss.

“Dam girl.
You aint
playin
.
Come on lets go inside.”

“Ok. I just need to grab something out my trunk and I will be right in.”

After he got in the house he went to take a piss. This was also something like impossible due to the fact that his dick was still harder than Mt. Rushmore. He had wanted Liza for a long time. His mind raced with thoughts of what was about to go down. When he returned from
the bathroom she was standing in the living room with her overnight bag.

She was butt ball naked.

K stopped dead in his tracks. As he took in the visual he couldn’t help but to think that she was ten times more gorgeous than anything he could have imagined.

“I was gonna freshen up a
lil
bit. But I don’t think I can wait. I want you now,” she said and walked slowly towards K.

He grabbed the back of her head with one hand and a handful of ass with the other. They kissed like animals. Breathing heavily as he palmed her ass
like
Lebron
, she tried to
jerk
his
pants down. She noticed how hard his dick was as she struggled to get his pants down over it. When they were finally down, she felt the heat and throbbing of his dick against her stomach. She grabbed it and began to stroke.

“I need this dick inside me now,” she said leading him over to the couch.

Liza was in heat and couldn’t wait any longer. She slowly bent over the couch looking back over her shoulder. He watched in amazement as she spread her ass cheeks with both hands to expose her pussy and give him a tantalizing view. K didn’t miss a beat as he slid in position behind her. He stuck the tip of his dick in. Liza was soaking wet and on fire. But she was no
amateur
as he soon found out when she locked her pussy muscles on the tip of his dick and pulled him in deeper. They both moaned in ecstasy as she pulled and he pushed. K grabbed her hips and proceeded to slow grind Liza with long deep strokes as she pushed back intoxicated by his rhythm.

“
Ooooh
that’s it right there K.
Oooh
yeah, that dick is gonna make me do
itttt
!!!”

He grabbed a handful of her hair and pounded harder.

“Do what girl? Talk to me! What you gonna do?”

Liza’s whole body began to tingle as skin slapping against skin sounds filled the room. K felt her pussy get wetter and banged harder.

“Oh shit, right there…just…like…that!”

“Like that?” he asked picking up the rhythm.

“
Ooohh
fuuuccckkkk
…right there…like that…I’m
cuuuummmiiinnnnngggg
! Liza screamed.

Shockwaves shot through them both as she tightened around his dick. He never lost his momentum as he exploded inside Liza. He picked her up and turned her around while still inside her and sat down on the couch. They were both panting heavily as she lay back against him.

“You OK love?”

“Oh yeah K.
That shit was great,” Liza said between breaths. 

He was rubbing on her belly as she sat facing away from him. He slid his hand down between her legs and started to massage her clit while his dick was still inside her. Liza let out a deep moan as she responded by moving her hips slowly in a circular motion.

“Dam K. You ready again? You
gon
spoil me rotten fuckin me like this.
”

He sped up his motion and Liza began to buck, riding him like a
mechanical
bull. She put her hands on his knees and leaned forward, stood on her toes, and slid up and down on that dick. As K watched himself disappear in and out of Liza he thought to himself
we are gonna get along real good.

                                            Chapter 17

The first talent show a month later was won by a young man with
a
million dollar voice for his rendition of the
Jodeci
classic STAY. It was a packed house and he shut shit down with
the
standing ovation he received.

The past month had definitely been a crazy one; Darkside escaped his brush with death with a concussion, a broken leg, and a fractured shoulder. He was confined to a wheelchair for three months after his two week hospital stay. Mattie had left T and moved in with her sister Reebie in a rooming house, and during the same period of time had slept with a guy that Reebie had gotten close to and was calling her man named Randy. Reebie never had a clue.

K had gotten a new cell phone two weeks after the incident at his condo with Mattie and Liza, and gave the new number to everyone except for the cuties that he had been creeping with, and of course Mattie. Deondre had been bugging Liza, begging and apologizing, but she wanted absolutely no parts of him. He had come by the youth center one day and threated to smash all of Liza’s windows of her car if she didn’t give him five minutes of her time to hear him out. K could see that she was getting real fed up with his bullshit and so was he. She wanted to get an order of protection against this bitch ass pretty boy, but K told her to let him handle it.

He had caught Deondre going into his apartment after work that same night. Deondre lived in an apartment on the east side of Allentown on a back alleyway that had a lot of dark corners. As he was putting his key in the door after getting off work, K crept out of the shadows in all black, put the cold steel of the Dirty harry 44 long to the back of his head,
cocked it, and told him, “ If you move the wrong way, you die.” Once inside K pushed him onto his couch and put half the barrel in his mouth, until Deondre almost gagged.

“Look, Liza don’t want no parts of you
mufucka
, so leave her the fuck alone! And I don’t give second warnings. Do we understand each other?”

He managed a muffled “
mmhmm
mmhmm
!” Shaking his head up and down, so K took it that he did.

He took the gun out of his mouth and started to leave but almost as a reflex action K spun and backhanded him to sleep.
As Deondre lay hanging
alfway
off the couch out cold, K spit on him.

“And that’s for disrespecting me.
Pussy!”

He quietly left the same way he
had come in.

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