Newborn Love (BWWM) (Interracial with Baby) (7 page)

             
“Are you going to be ok? James, go out there with her to make sure everything is safe!” Yvette screamed as Ashley went through the exit.

             
When Ashley got outside, the guard was still trying to hold Adrian back as he tried to get to Eric. Adrian had a cut above his eye, which made Ashley feel horrible for getting in the way trying to calm him down.

             
“Baby, please calm down!” Ashley screamed as she stood between him and the guard. Eric, who was a few feet way, had calmed down and was now smirking and trying to egg Adrian on. It got worse when Eric moved up closer behind Ashley and started gesturing and grinding behind her without Ashley’s knowledge. All she knew was that Adrian lunged past the guard and pushed Ashley out the way before tackling Eric. James was the one who pulled them apart and stopped the fight, but before he got things under control Adrian had gotten in at least a few hits which would most likely leave Eric with a black eye and some sore ribs that next day.

“This shit has got to stop!” James shouted which seemed to shut everyone up that was within distance. Ashley jumped up and ran over to Adrian grabbing his hand to comfort him, but he snatched it away in anger. Eric still lay on the ground with the guards trying to assist him and make sure he was ok. By this point, people who had been trying to get inside the place were enjoying the show outside. With Jame’s outburst they started lining back up to get inside. As Adrian stormed off heading to his car, Ashley ran up to James.

“Cuz, please accept my apology about all of this.  I’ll have to explain everything later. Tell Yvette that I love her, and that everything is fine. Again, I’m so sorry. Thank you,” she said giving James a quick hug and dashing off after Adrian.

When she made it around to his car, he was about to pull off before she got in the way of his path.

“Ashley, move! I could have hit you.”

“Baby, wait. I can’t let you drive—how’s your eye? How’s your hand?

“Thanks to you I may be bruised. Why did you get in the way, Ashley? I needed to handle that fool. And you really was fucking that nigga?” Adrian asked in disbelief waiting for her to respond.

“Baby, we do need to talk about this but not right here. That was in the past. Let me drive us home and we’ll talk about everything once we get there,” Ashley begged.

“Ashley, I need some time to calm down and clear my head. I wasn’t expecting all of this and I totally lost my shit. We’ll talk but not tonight. I’m fine driving…”

“But baby, where will you go? I know you’re not going to your parents’ house like that?”

“No, no, I’m not going there—I don’t want my family seeing me like this. I’ll be fine going home. Just let me go now before I get out this car like I want to and kick his ass some more,” Adrian said without looking at Ashley.

“Ok baby, let me let you go. Please be careful, take your time and let me know when you get home, ok?” Ashley asked as she backed away from the car. The only response Ashley got was the sound of Adrian’s tires speeding off against the gravel of the parking lot, leaving behind so much smoke and dust that his car was gone once it cleared. Ashley tried to hold it together while she walked back to her car. There were a few people still outside from the all the ruckus that had just taken place, so she felt a little embarrassed. It then crossed her mind that with this small town and how everyone knows everyone, almost, what if it got back to her job all of the mess that she had gotten herself into. Fuck it, she thought; this is not what had her worried right now. She was concerned about Adrian and his wellbeing—it was obvious he had been rocked to the core upon learning of her and Eric’s past the way that he did. As soon as she pulled out of the parking lot headed home, Ashley began to cry. She was praying that this was not the end of her and Adrian, again, because of something from her past coming back to haunt her.

When Ashley pulled up to her house, it was then that she realized she was being followed when the car that had been behind her for the past 10 minutes pulled up alongside of her. She didn’t recognize the black SUV, so she stayed inside her locked car with the engine running. When the driver got out and came around the front of her car she saw it was Eric, and she turned off her car ready to get out and finish the job Adrian had started.

“You have some nerve following me home after all this shit you caused. Nigga, you need to leave now before I kick your ass!” Ashley shouted as she headed toward her front door.

“Ashley, wait…I need you to go with me. You have to…” Eric said.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Ashley interrupted. “I already told you this thing with us…”

“Yo, you need to hear me out. Your dude who stormed in the club ready to jump me is now over at my girl’s place now as we speak. Now tell me why that is—shouldn’t he be here tending to you and your needs, trying to make things right with you?”

Eric’s words stopped Ashley in her tracks. Adrian had said he was going home so why would he be at Lila’s parents house?

“Eric, how do you know Adrian is there if you’re here after following me from the club?” Ashley turned to confront Eric on his claim.

“Because I called her as soon as I got to my car to tell her about what that nigga pulled. She’s been giving me such shit about what happened before and my reaction. I wanted to tell her how he showed his ass since the asshole can’t seem to do any wrong in her eyes. Well, while I was on the phone with her about to tell her what happened, I heard her doorbell. Of course I stayed on the phone to see who was coming over that late besides me, and that’s when I heard the fucker’s voice announcing it was him at the door,” Eric said looking Ashley directly in the eyes.

Ashley stood speechless for a moment, but then she realized she needed to go see for herself. She headed back to her car with Eric running to try to get in on the passenger side. She immediately pulled off not wanting to be bothered with Eric but then she remembered that she didn’t know where Lila and her parents lived, so she quickly halted on her brakes.

“I’m following you, so hurry up!” she shouted out her window.

“He stood tor a quick moment staring back at Ashley ready to question her about why they couldn’t ride together, but then he realized he needed to hurry up and get her to Lila’s while Adrian was still there. As he jumped in the car and prepared to drive to Lila’s the only thing in his head was getting back at Adrian and hurting him some more. Bringing him face-to-face with Ashley at Lila’s place would do just the trick. Ashley followed Eric as he hurried to a neighborhood that Ashley was actually quite familiar with. She had church family that stayed right around the corner, as a matter of fact, and she used to hang out in this neighborhood during her teen years. Eric pulled over directing Ashley to pull up beside him and let her window down but as soon as she did that she saw Adrian’s car in front of a house on the corner of the next block.

“You see your dude’s car there, I take it. I told you something was going on!”

“Let me handle this!” Ashley said as she drove off and pulled up right beside Adrian’s car parking right in the middle of the street. At this moment Ashley could not care less what attention she was bringing to herself. All she could think of was how embarrassed she was for her man to be here at this bitch’s house after telling her that he couldn’t speak to her and needed to cool off. He had lied and said he was going home, but he ends up here? Ashley went to the trunk of her car, pulled out the tire iron, and began slamming the iron on the opposite side of the car where it was originally damaged from the fight with Eric. Ashley never reached the front door because the noise attracted Adrian’s attention and made him run outside with Lila following him.

“Ashley, what are you doing?” Adrian shouted at the top of his lungs.

“I should be asking you what the fuck are you doing, bastard. You tell me that you’re too mad to talk to me and you need some space so you’re going home. But where do I find you? Here at this bitch’s house—why?!” Ashley stopped long enough to face Adrian waiting for a response.

Adrian stood speechless trying to figure out what to address first: How to answer Ashley’s question? How did all of this look to her? How did she know where Lila and her parents lived? Did she really just take a tire iron to his car? Could this night get any fucking worse?

“Adrian, what the fuck are you doing here?!” Ashley shouted in frustration at his silence. “You know what, fuck you and fuck that bitch! Here I am worried about you and hoping you made it home safe and wasn’t holding my past against me, because that’s all Eric was to me. But come to find out you holding on to your past and allowing her to fuck up what we got. So you stay your ass here—I don’t want to talk to you; I need my space, asshole!”

As Ashley prepared to storm off she noticed Lila with a small smirk on her face, which made Ashley lose it. She threw the tire iron with all her might toward Lila, luckily missing her but instead crashing it into the window of the front door. Lila lay on the ground from trying to avoid the tire iron, evidently shaken.

“Smirk about that, bitch—I’m not the one to fuck with!” Ashley said as she stormed to her car and hauled off heading home. It crossed her mind that the cops might be on their way and that she may even be in jail before sunrise, but she really didn’t care right now. She felt somewhat free after letting out her hurt and anger, but it was when she pulled up to her place 15 minutes later that she realized that her relationship was over with Adrian. She was back to the single life that seemed to always chase after her and her happiness whenever she was coupled up with someone. She headed to her front door, and as soon as she stepped inside and kicked off her shoes her doorbell rang. She slowly looked through her peephole; she unlocked the door and opened it letting Eric inside. Without either of them saying a word, Eric followed Ashley to the bedroom as she started pulling off her cocktail dress—a dress that she planned to never wear again after this horrible night.

Ashley woke up Sunday morning in a panic. She was hoping everything had been a dream, but she realized that it had not been. That was evident when she looked over and saw Eric laying next to her in the bed naked.

“What the fuck have I done?” she said aloud not caring if he heard her or not. Even if things were over with her and Adrian, she wasn’t trying to get caught back up with Eric, especially now knowing he, too, was fucking around with Lila. As she sat there longer staring at him, she thought back to last night and how everything evolved from the moment she let Eric into her home. Damn, now this fucker knows where I live, she thought to herself as she shook her head, angry at herself for letting her guard down with him. It was her own fault though because of her need to have someone—anyone—there with her last night. She started undressing in an attempt to seduce Eric on the spot, leading him to her bedroom. As soon as they made it to her room Eric grabbed her from the back with his hands grabbing her breasts still covered in her black lace bra. He started kissing her on the neck using one of his hands to push her face to the side so he could forcefully stick his tongue in her mouth. That reminded Ashley of how much of a sloppy kisser he had always been. Still, things remained the same after all this time, but everything else he was skilled at did make up for that. Eric stopped kissing her long enough to unfasten her bra from the back and then pull her straps down until the bra fell to the floor. He again grabbed her breasts and went back to kissing her as he played with her breasts until he could feel her nipples hardening under his fingers. As he continued kissing her, Eric took one of his hands down into the front of her black lace panties, forcing his finger into her. Although it was more forceful and rough than Ashley had remembered from their past encounters, she was turned on.

“Damn, I missed your pussy. Did he make your pussy wet like I’m making you right now?” Eric asked as he continued fingering her harder.

That immediately turned Ashley off and she began pulling herself away from his grip.

“Look, if you want to do this, there won’t be any of that kind of talk. I don’t want to hear his name OR hers, you hear me?” Ashley said now facing him and showing Eric how serious she was about kicking his ass out if he disobeyed.

“Ok, my bad, shit!”

“Alright then. Now do you want to fuck this pussy or not?” Ashley said staring Eric in the eyes as she pulled her panties down until they fell to the floor.

“Hell yea! Turn that ass around and bend over.”

Ashley did as she was told, preparing herself for what she knew Eric did best—hitting it from the back, doggy style. Before she could even get turned around good, Eric had already pulled his pants down far enough so he could pull his erect penis out to immediately enter her before she could even bend over.

“Damn, you’re not ready for this pussy, are you?” Ashley managed to muster as she began to moan with each inward movement and push from Eric.

“I told you, I missed this pussy. And I can tell you missed this big dick too, didn’t you?” Eric arrogantly asked as he continued to forcefully enter her, smacking her ass and watching it jiggle in the process. “Yea, that’s right—look at that ass shake.”

Ashley was glad he was caught up in her ass because she wasn’t about to answer that question. She hadn’t missed Eric at all, although she had no problem admitting that this felt good. The more that asshole kept talking, although he wasn’t saying Adrian’s name, all she could think about was Adrian.