Just Make Him Beautiful (29 page)

“Where you at
,
shawty?” I heard
him
ask
.

“I’m here, waiting on you.”

“Is that right?” Mr. Jamison turn
ed
the bathroom light back on and crack
ed
the door
,
to have a glimmer of light shine in the room. “There you are,” he stated as he got into bed and climbed
butt naked
on top of me.

As he began to grind his body against mine, his natur
al
body
scent
penetrated my nostrils and
drove me crazy. I grabbed
a hold
of his muscled
ass cheeks and pressed his body down on mine as hard as I could. The feel of his manly body on top of mine was worth all the pain and drama I had been through
,
i
ncluding the fact that he had just killed someone.

He rose up off of me and began kissing, licking
,
and sucking me from head to toe.
Chile
, my hormones were working overtime
. Mr. Jamison was so gentle, tender
,
and passionate with every touch to my body
,
I yearned to have him inside me.

To my surprise,
he went
down on me and started giving me head.
As much
as
I tried to enjoy it, I couldn’t. As a
“
total bottom
,”
that’s not what I wanted
to feel
.

I gathered
he
realized that because he gently turned me over on my stomach.
He started licking the back of my ankles and worked his way up to the crack of my small bubble
-
butt booty
, which h
e entered with his long, hot, moist tongue
,
and the sensation sent chills all over my body.

I wanted to
return the flavor
, so I tried turning around
,
to go down on him
.

“Naw, I’m not finished yet,” he whispered
,
turn
ing
me
gently
back on
to
my stomach.

My booty was so
wet
,
it felt like there was an ocean between my legs.

Mr. Jamison then lay on top of me and whispered, “
Okay
,
shawty, t
urn over
.
”

I turned over on my back and waited for further instructions.

He rose up off the bed
.
I couldn’t see what he was doing
,
but he came back and whispered, “Lay back and relax your muscles
.
T
his is gonna make you feel even better.”

So
,
I did as I was told. Because of the small glimmer of light coming from the bathroom, I noticed Mr. Jamison taking some of the white substance I saw earlier in his gym bag
.
H
e began rubbing some of it on his gums
,
and then he began to slowly rub some of it on the head of my penis.
I
wasn’t
sure why he wanted to do that
,
but within seconds, that question was answered because my breathing became heavier as my penis started to become harder and harder. Mr. Jamison then leaned down, opened his mouth and swallowed me whole.

“Lawd, Lawd, Lawd, this man here!”
was
all I could say. I had never had anyone give me head before
,
and quite frankly, I
’d
really never cared to have it done
.
B
ut Mr. Jamison
was making my body crave and yearn for anything and everything. His mouth slid up and down on my little dick as though he was sucking on an oversize clitoris
,
or at least in my mind, that’s what I envisioned. 

He
then arched my back by propping some pillows behind me. He placed two of his fingers in the clear bag for some more of the white substance and began fingering my hole with it. At one point,
my breathing had become so erratic and
my heart was beating so fast
,
I thought it was
gonna bounce
clear
out of my chest
.

S
uddenly, the pounding in my chest calmed down
,
and my booty hole began to throb, pulsate, itch
,
open
ing
, clos
ing
, yearn
ing
, crav
ing
. I had never in my life felt the need or desire to have a dick up in me as much as I d
id
at this very moment. This man was causing me to want him more than life itself.

“Please, please, give it to me,” I whispered
,
holding on to his throbbing manhood in my right hand.

“You sure you ready,” he whispered back.

“Yes, yes, yes
.
”

He then got up from the bed and
literarily picked me up in one swift motion as though I was a rag doll, p
i
nned my back up against the wall
,
and slowly began inserting himself into my throbbing hole.

I truly wish I could seriously express the feeling that surged through my body
as Mr. Jamison slowly and gently gr
ou
nd his manhood in and out of me. It was raw and aggressive
,
yet tender.
He passionately planted soft kisses on my lips as well as whispered sweet nothings in my ear.
His hot breath along my neck sent chills through my body. His dick was the perfect size
,
reach
ing
places inside me I never knew I would yearn for, even to this day.

Mr. Jamison and I made love to each other
and tried every possible position there was
until the break of dawn.
And even though
I don’t
remember
how many times he climaxed,
because
I lost count after
the
fifth time
,
I will always remember that he was the first man to bring
me
to my first climax
. I fell in love that night
,
and so did he, or so
he pretended
.

For the next few days, Keith and I stayed at the hotel waiting for this sanitation company he knew to finish cleaning up his house. I didn’t mind because it gave
us
some real time alone. Don’t get me wrong, he still handled his business and would go out in the evening
,
but
he
always came back before midnight.

I would stay up and wait for him with little surprises. For example, the second night we were there,
when he
came in
,
I had rose pe
t
als scattered from the front door into the bathroom and leading into the tub. I bathe
d
him all over, I had room service send up a four
-
course meal
,
and after we ate, I massaged his body from head to toe. Then we made love for the rest of the night.

The third night when he entered the room, I literally raped him. I didn’t give him a chance to say or do anything. I took all his clothes off and threw him down on one of the chairs in the living room area. And with my sweat socks, I tied his left hand to the left side of the chair
,
and then I tied the right hand to the right hand side of the chair.

At first he looked at me like I was crazy
,
but I told him, “Relax
.
T
his is gonna make you feel even better.”

I think he knew what I was up to at that point because he smiled as I pulled out some of the cocaine he had left from the other night and began to place some of it on the head of his penis.
And
we made love for the rest of the night.

C
hapter 16

Over the next few weeks back
at
the mansion, I seldom got a chance to see Keith. He was always out taking care of business
or out fucking some bitch. I say that because in the process of getting the mansion back in order, I cleaned, vacuum
ed
, washed everything in
sight
,
and in doing so, I came across some criminating evidence. Evidence that proved
he
was fucking around on me.

I found phone numbers on book matches as well as nude pictures he had of some of his bitches, black and white alike
,
hidden in the back of his closet. He also had the nerve to have another cell phone
,
which
I never knew anything about
,
until I happened to get the bill in the mail a few days ago.
I never told
him
about the bill
.
I just threw it away and programmed the number in my phone, just in case I ever needed it. The sad thing is, I was still in love with him.

I didn’t feel like moping around the house
all day
, so I called my baby sister Keisha to see if she wanted to hang out. Much to my surprise, she did.

*

I picked Keisha up at her
friend girl’s house
because I didn’t wanna pick her up from
M
om’s house just in case my
stepfather
was there. We still weren’t speaking
.
A
nd even though my relationship with Keith wasn’t as strong as I wanted to be, I still entertained the thought of
him
killing my
stepfather
and Junior for me.

Actually, when I
’d
first mentioned to Keith the problems I was having with my stepdad and Junior,
he
stated, “Just tell me when and where
.
”

A
s angry as I
was
at what they both had done to me, I still hadn’t given
him
a place and a time.
But
I
was
still considering it.

“Hey
,
big brother,” Keisha stated, knocking on the passenger side window and interrupting my thoughts.

I unl
ocked the passenger side door.
“Well, don’t you look all grown up
.
”

“Look? I
am
grown up, humph
.”

“You’re only
thirteen,
girl
.
Y
ou ain’t grown
.
”
I check
ed
out her hoochie outfit
and her face that someone tried to make up.

“I’ll be
fourteen
in
five
days
,” she spat.

Little did she know
,
I
’d
remember
ed
her birthday
,
and since school w
as gonna
start up soon, I
had planned to
take
her
shopping for some cute little outfits a
nd
school supplies. Wow, Keisha was starting senior high this year
.
I was so proud of her. And even though she looked like some kinda hoochie, she was growing up to be a very pretty young lady. But
,
Lawd knows, I really needed
to give her some makeup tips, because this
“
burnt gobling th
i
ng
”
she had going on with her face wasn’t working.

Keisha was talking a mile a minute, from the time she got in the car. Up until now, I really wasn’t listening to all of what she was saying because, for some reason, there was a lot of traffic in both directions. I made a right, turned onto
Reed Street
, thinking I could avoid most of the traffic
.
And, just as I thought, there wasn’t much traffic at all. Within minutes, I was pulling into the parking lot of the mall.
             
Keisha released her seat
belt.
“What are we doing here?”

“I thought I would take you shopping
, b
ut if you don’t feel like it,
we can go somewhere else
.
” I start
ed
the car back up
,
teasing her.