“I move drugs for a living, Dominique. I been doing big girl shit,” she voiced.
“Moving drugs and getting fucked are two different levels of big girl shit,” I let her know.
“Both can come with consequences though,” her ass had a comeback for everything that I said to her.
I looked this girl in her eyes, already knowing that we were going to fuck tonight. I mean, it was only right. We’ve done everything in baby steps. I’ve kissed her already, ate that pussy already, now I just had to go in, and put my dick in. Shit was going to change between us after tonight.
If I fucked, I had to really lock in with her. I believed Riot when she told me that she would kill me if I fucked around on her. Looks like I might have made it to my final stop at the age of twenty-five. I wasn’t ready to die yet. I was too young. I wasgoing to get the pussy and do right by this girl. Shit, my motha fuckin life was on the line.
Chapter 20
Riot St. James
Ijust got out of the shower, and I was nervous as hell. I don’t know who I was feeling like back at Octavio’s birthday party, but I told Dolo that I was a big girl, and I made it seem like I was ready to have sex, but now that I knew I was moments away fromthat happening, I was freaking out all of a sudden. Don’t get me wrong, Dolo wasn’t pressuring me to do this shit. Since we’ve been in Mexico, he hasn’t made a move on me yet to have sex. I mean, we do our usual kissing, he’s been rubbing up on me, holding me, but he hasn’t done anything extreme where he’s been trying to take my clothes off, and fuck me. It was me that was ready. I liked him so much that I was ready to give him my body.
Dolo was out back right now on the balcony, smoking. I was in the bathroom, with the towel still wrapped around my body, and you could see the nerves all in my face. My make-up was totally removed from my face because before I’d gotten in the shower, I wiped it off, and I did a skin routine. The make-up artist that came over earlier, she left me with some make-up remover wipes because I told her that I didn’t come with any of my own.
The make-up was easy to come off, and that’s mainly because I didn’t have anything too heavy. Before she even started with me, I told her that I didn’t wear make-up, and I wanted something super natural, and she did exactly that.
There were still beads of water on my body, and my shower cap was still on my head, so that I didn’t get my hair wet, while I was inside. I had the sudden urge to call Ari. I knew that she could help me through the nerves that I was having right now, so I picked my phone up off the bathroom counter, and I went to her number, putting in a facetime call to her.
It was Ari’s night off. It was late, but I knew that my cousin would be up. I’d just talked to her through text about thirty minutes ago because she wanted to know what I was doing. Between her and my mom, the two of them might as well have just came on the trip with me because ever since I left yesterday, they have been calling and texting, wanting to know my every move. This was all new to them. I’ve never traveled out of the country before, so I guess that’s why they were so worried.
Ari picked up the phone on the third ring, and once the call connected, I could see her face vividly. She was lying in bed, and I could hear her TV playing softly in the background. There was also light snoring, so I knew that Amir was in bed with her. My little cousin was bad as hell, but he loved to curl up in bed with his mom.
“What you doing?” I asked, not even giving her time to greet me.
“Watching TV. What’s up? How was the party?” she wanted to know.
“Girl, it was something out of a movie, for real. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that many people before in my life. I got to meet Ocatvio. That’s Dolo’s supplier. He came over to me, shook my hand, and he poured into me a little bit. I still can’t believe that I was even standing in that room, you know? I left that partyfeeling inspired. Seeing all those millionaires out there, all the luxury cars and shit that was parked out front, it has me ready to get back to Miami, so that I can really lock in. Times like this, it makes me think about Roman. I would have been so excited to call my brother, and tell him all about tonight,” I shared, and Ari laid there with a smile on her face, as she listened to me ramble.
“You wouldn’t have had to call him because you know he would have been right there with you. Roman was your protector, so you know his ass wasn’t letting you go to Mexico without him. I’m surprised your mama didn’t try to hop on the jet with you. Her ass taking it hard with you being out of the country,” Ari filled me in, and while I grunted, she laughed.
“She keeps facetiming me and texting me. I don’t know if she thinks I’m going to get kidnapped or what. She kills me with that dramatic shit,” I went on to say, and with a smile on Ari’s face, she shook her head.
“You’re the only child that she has left, so you know that she’s going to always be overprotective when it comes to you. You’re her daughter, Riot. She was trying to get the tea out of me. She asked me if you and Dolo are dating. I told her that I didn’t know because your secretive ass won’t even tell me. You got a towel on, and it’s another one hanging up on the door behind you, meaning that you don’t have your own room like you told me, so what’s tea?” she asked me, and I turned my head to look at the door, and sure enough, Dolo’s towel was hung up on the hook.
I have no idea why Ari didn’t go to school for criminal justice because she would have made a damn good detective. She was smart, and super observant, and you really couldn’t get shit past her.
“I’m about to say something to you, and your ass better not repeat it to anyone. I promise I’ll stop talking to you forever if you tell my business. This shit that I have going on with Dolo is deeper than what I’ve been making it out to be. I really do likehim. He likes me too. We’ve already exchanged those words to each other. I’m ready to have sex with him. What you think?” I whispered the last part, as if I didn’t want Dolo to hear me, even though I knew that he was outside on the balcony, and there was no way he would possibly be able to hear me.
There was a smile on Ari’s face as she listened to the things that I was saying to her.
“Awww. My baby cousin. Bean, why do I feel like I’m about to fuckin cry?” she asked me, and I could literally see that her eyes had gotten misty.
“Ari, please! Give me some advice,” I snapped, and she chuckled.
“When a woman knows that she’s ready to have sex, she just knows. The fact that you even told me this, I know that you’re ready because you keep all your private information to yourself, and I hate that about you because you have me, your mama, our cousins, and aunties that you can go to for advice. I do know that when you lose your virginity, you’re going to be stuck on that nigga bad. I was stuck on my baby daddy bad for years. That’s such a private, intimate setting, so your feelings get attached. You feel like that’s something you’re ready for?” she asked me.
“I feel like my feelings are already attached. I’m sure that having sex will just deeper the feelings. I’m just so inexperienced. He had to teach me how to kiss. I know that Dolo has fucked all kinds of bitches before me, and his sexual encounters with them were probably great. What if he thinks that my pussy is trash?” I asked her something that I had been genuinely worried about. That question made her laugh, but she didn’t laugh too loud, since Amir was in bed with her.
“That pussy is untouched Riot, so it can’t be trash. Where you’re going to go wrong is sitting there trying to compare yourself to other bitches. This man got you in Mexico with him on a business trip. He could have left you home. That showsright there that your already in a league of your own. The same way he taught you how to kiss, he can teach you how to fuck. Get out your head and just enjoy the night with him. You took your shower already, so just put some lotion on, if you have oil, you can apply that too. Throw on some nice panties, one of those cute pajama sets that you got the other day and just go with the flow. You gotta call me in the morning, and let me know how it went,” she said, followed by a chuckle.
“Alright. Let me get my nerves together. I’ll call you in the morning,” I responded.
“Okay. I love you,” she let me know.
“I love you more,” and after that, we hung the phone up.
