'Til Death (11 page)

              "Yea, a little," Lo stretched, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly and turned around facing me. Lo was so short, but her body was amazing. Her jet black hair was pinned up, and she always wore it in natural hairstyles. I reached around and unraveled it, then watched it fall down her back. Her smooth dark skin seemed to glow within. Her brown eyes looked at me, and I smiled getting caught up in her beauty. She smiled back; her dimples were so deep, and her pearly white teeth made her skin glow even brighter. I pulled her closer kissing her full lips, then sucking her bottom lip into my mouth. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her waist, connecting us. Our kiss grew deeper, and I couldn’t tell where I began and where she ended. My hand went up her shirt, caressing her back. Lo bit my lip, and I pressed harder against her. She leaned up against the counter. I picked her up and sat her on the kitchen counter. Her legs wrapped around me. I took her shirt off and unsnapped her bra. Her full breasts were staring back at me, and I took one into my mouth. She moaned, and her head fell back. I went to the other one and showed it just as much attention as I did the other.

              "Bedroom . . . now," she commanded while panting. I carried her to my room. Lo kissed and sucked on my neck while I walked up the stairs. I reached my room and laid Lo on the bed. I undressed her slowly. Lo laid naked on my bed, and I just watched her.

              "What are you waiting for?" Lo asked me.

              "An invitation." I said.

Lo spread her legs for me, showing me my favorite treat. "Is that invitation good enough?" Lo asked while smiling. I was hard as hell and probably could have cracked a brick in half. I took my clothes off. I kissed Lo’s legs and felt her squirm. I made my way up to her wetness. I immediately went to work with my tongue. I inserted two fingers inside her and tasted her at the same time. I grabbed Lo’s thigh so she wouldn’t run. It wasn’t long before she started cumming, and I licked that up too. She tasted just like pineapples. Lo tried to push my head away, but I wouldn’t stop. I knew she was sensitive, but I kept going. I looked up at her. Lo was cumming again. Her back was arched, and she had tears of pleasure coming down her face.

              "Stop . . .  I can’t take anymore." she begged me.

I stopped and kissed my way up her body. I kissed her just so she could taste herself on my lips. Lo sucked my lips into her mouth. I felt her wet opening. Lo reached down and grabbed my dick. Lo guided me to the opening of her pussy. I removed her hand and put it above her head. I interlocked my fingers with hers. Instead of entering her, I rubbed my dick up and down against her. Every time I brushed her clit, she jumped.

              "Can you please stop teasing me?" Lo asked me.

I entered her slowly, and I heard her gasp against my neck. I pulled all the way out and just left the tip in. Lo clenched her pussy muscles on me, and I felt a shiver go down my spine. Lo wrapped her legs around my back. I took her legs and placed them on my shoulders. My thrusts became powerful and deeper. I had Lo pinned under me, moaning and panting.

                            "Shit . . ." Lo moaned. She was scratching up my arms. I pulled out and turned Lo on her side. I entered her again, going slowly, simply enjoying how she felt. I leaned and took her earlobe between my lips and sucked on it.

              "Tell me how that feel?" I whispered to her.

              "You feel . . . sooo good . . . sooooo . . . fu-fucking good," Lo moaned back. Lo pushed me off of her and climbed on top of me. I smiled up at her.

              "You trying to take control?" I asked, laughing.

              "I’m always in control,” Lo said, while smiling back. She eased down on my dick and once again tightened herself on me. I bit my lip so I wouldn’t yell out, because that shit felt amazing. Lo leaned down and kissed me. I grabbed her ass and tried to control her rhythm, but she wouldn’t let me. I leaned up and took her titties into my mouth. Her pussy was so wet and my nut was building fast.

              "Fuck!" I said. My stomach was clenching and I gripped Lo tighter.

              "Awww . . . that’s right baby . . . cum with me." Lo said. Our movements became frantic. We gripped and grabbed each other. We both reached our most vulnerable peak and exploded inside each other. I laid back, and Lo laid on top of me.

              "So that’s what I’ve been missing out on." Lo said. I could tell she was smiling. God, I loved this woman.

              "I could say the same."

Boan

              I was sitting outside my mother’s house. I felt lost within myself, and the one person I would go to was the one that did the most damage. I got out of my truck and made my way to my mom’s house. I knocked on the door instead of using my key. My mom answered the door. She looked up at me. I started crying, and my mom pulled me in her arms."Shh, Barren. It’s all right; everything is going to be all right, sweetheart."

I sat on the couch and took off the blood-stained shirt and began telling my mother everything. I poured my heart out about everything that had been going on between Ciara and me, from the beginning to the end, as if she and I were destined to play this cat and mouse game. The real question was, who was chasing whom? My mom didn’t interrupt; she just listened.

              "Barren, do you love Ciara?" my mom asked.

              "Yes." I answered.

              "Are you in love with Ciara?"

              "Yes." My voice cracking slightly.

              "Then you know what you have to do." Before I could say anything, Brandon came walking in like he owned the place. I looked from him to my mom, and back to him. What the fuck was this nigga doing here?

              "So you got a key now?" I asked him.

              "Barren . . ." my mom said, while looking at me. I just looked at her. I stood up and walked past him.

              "You need to learn how to get your anger under control, son." Brandon said.

I turned around and stood directly in front of him. "Don’t ever call me son. You lost that privilege a long time ago."

              "Barren, please stop," my mom said while pulling my arm. I looked at Brandon, and he looked at me. I turned and left. I made my way to Culprit’s crib. Most likely I’d be back to staying with him. I really wanted to go to Ciara. I wanted to tell her I was sorry for hitting her. I wanted to hold her and to tell her that we could work, that I could forgive her. I wanted all our secrets to be out in the open. Every time we were good, something always popped up from her past. Always. I arrived at Culprit’s house shortly. I used my key to get in, and I went into the kitchen. I went to the cabinet and grabbed me a glass. I put some ice in it and also grabbed the E&J out of the freezer. I poured myself a drink and sat at the table. I pulled out a blunt and began to roll up. I heard the stairs creak. Culprit came walking into the kitchen with no shirt on and some basketball shorts. I figured Lo must be there.

              "What up bro, you good?" Culprit asked me.

I nodded my head and passed him the blunt. "So what happened when I dipped?" I asked.

              "Shit, I really don’t know, but I guess Lo and Ciara got into it."

              "What the fuck?" I looked up, wondering why those two would get into it.

              "Same thing I thought. Guess you wasn’t the only one upset about that. Knowing them two, I guess some words were exchanged, and neither one liked what was said." Culprit explained.

I didn’t say anything, and just took a sip of my drink.

              "So how you feel about it?" Culprit asked me.

              "It is what it is."

              "Naw, nigga, on some real shit."
              I just shook my head, not sure what to say. "I want to talk to her about it. But I don’t know what to say. If I want us to change, then it has to start with me, right?"

              "See; I always knew you had a brain,” Culprit said while passing the blunt back.

I laughed at him. Lo made her way around the corner and was shocked to see me.

              "Hey," Lo said.

              "What’s up?" I look between Culprit and Lo and just smirked.

              "How you feeling?" Lo asked me.

              "Good." Lo looked back at Culprit, and I looked at the both of them.

              "Well, I’m about to go to sleep. I guess I can’t have that big brother talk to you Lo, about fucking my friends huh?" I said while laughing. I heard her laugh as I was walking out. I pulled out my cellphone and dialed Ciara’s cellphone, but it went straight to voicemail. Before I went to sleep, I called my nigga, Avery. It was about time for me to start making some money.

Ciara

              I hadn’t talked to anybody since the night everybody found out about my daughter. I was mad at Lo at the time, but I got over it; at least I thought I had. I just didn’t like how she came at me. Lo called me a couple of times, and so did Tosh, but I wasn’t in the mood. My morning sickness had been wreaking havoc on me. I’d sleep all day and eat all night. I was tired all the time, and something on me always hurt. But that day I had to get up; it was the day for Lo’s mother’s funeral. I dressed up and rode out to the church. I was still in a daze. My swollen cheek had gone down, and hardly anyone could tell it was bruised. I hadn’t talked to Boan, even though he had been blowing up my cell. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with him. I loved the man to death, and I was still in love with him; I knew that for a fact. I was just tired. Every time we were doing well, something took a turn for the worst, and it was always from my past. It was always coming back to haunt me, so maybe I did need to settle it. Maybe I needed to go back and iron some things out. But I would have been lying if I said that, that didn’t scare the shit out of me.

              When I rode up in front of the church, I saw Boan and Culprit standing out in front. Boan looked so fucking good. My hormones were up and down, and seeing him in an all-black Armani suit with wireless clear Cartier glasses on didn’t make it any better. Boan and Culprit turned toward the car. Boan’s shirt was also black, and he left a few buttons open. Culprit’s suit was black too. They looked like they just stepped off of a GQ cover. I got out of the car and walked towards them, but before I made it to them, somebody grabbed my arm. I turned and faced Tosh.

              "Bitch, ignore my phone calls again and me and you going to have problems," Tosh said to me.

              "Tosh, you can’t be cussing in front of a church," I told her, pointing at the obvious cross looming over us.

              "I’m not inside of it yet."

              "Guess you got a point," I said.

              "Are you all right?" Tosh asked me.

              "Yea, I just needed some head space. I wasn’t ignoring you because I’m mad. I just needed to figure some things out."

              Tosh placed her hands on my shoulder, and I looked at my beautiful friend. "I understand but you my girl. I’m here for you no matter what."

              I hugged Tosh, and I felt tears coming to my eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Tosh asked me.

              "It’s the pregnancy." We both laughed, and Tosh grabbed my hands. We walked towards Boan and Culprit. Boan was staring at me, and I tried my best not to look him in his eyes.

              "Where is Lo?" Tosh asked Culprit.

              "She rode in the family limo. I’m just waiting for her so we can walk in together. I’m sure she gon’ want
all
of us there," Culprit said, while looking at me. I looked at him and nodded my head.

              "Ciara." Boan said my name.

              "Yes?" I answered him. I really wasn't in the mood.

              “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

              "Can we not do this here?"

              "Yea, ok," Boan said. I was shocked. I thought he was going to put up a fight, but he just said, “OK.”

              "So the whole gang is here." We all turned toward the voice. Tez.

              "Oh hell no," Tosh mumbled.

              "Why was I not invited?" Tez asked while smiling. You could still see the bruises on his face from the beating Boan gave him.

              "Ciara you looking good. Real good," Tez said while licking his lips. He tried to touch me and I pushed him away.