“Wow. I didn't know that I came across that way.”
“Yeah you do. I have to keep reminding myself that you're a youngsta.”
“Hey, they say that age aint nothing but a number.”
He nodded. “True. We know that, huh?” he placed a hand on my belly.
I blushed, as my heart fluttered. No other dude had given me this feeling other than Jahrein.
He grinned as he leaned over, kissing my lips.
“And I can’t believe how you are.” he pulled away.
“What do you mean?”
“I find it kind of hard to believe that you're so down to earth. You know how you see a person and you make it up in your mind that they're a certain way?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, I'm learning to never judge a book by its cover. Even though, I heard that you were smart I was still thinking that you were somehow a bubble brain. Most girls like you don't have a lick of common sense.”
“Uh...should I be offended?” I smiled.
“Naw.” he chuckled. “I'm saying...you humble like a muthafucka. That's cute, but it's temporary. Trust me.”
“How do you know?”
His eyes examined me. “It's inevitable.”
“Yeah right.” I waved my head.
“Okay. Watch what I tell you, your head will be gassed up.” he laughed.
“No it won’t.” I playfully shoved him again.
“Look at those dimples.” he swooned, as he gazed at me. I couldn’t help looking into his eyes. I could see the desire in them, and it made me feel sexy. A few years ago, I would have been confused about the feeling he gave me. But I had done too much with Jahrein to not be in tune with my sexuality.
“Look at you.” I said seductively, as I lightly stroked his lips with my index finger. He continued to look into my eyes. We were so into each other, and I think that it was because of the physical and mental attraction. Even if Khalil was dead broke he’d still be fine as hell. I loved his thug swagger mixed with a hint of a gentleman.
As we sat on the bed he kissed me. The kiss was sweet, and I welcomed it. The next thing I knew we were in a full-fledged make out session. We were kissing at a feverish pace. Then he began undressing me. I was in heat and was more than ready for whatever. It actually turned me on to finally give Jahrein a little pay back.
Once he had me completely naked he just sat back and stared. “Damn, girl. You got the perfect body. Even with that belly you the baddest.”
I was turned on to the fullest, so I gapped my legs giving him an open invitation. He didn’t waste any time in burying his head between my legs. He went straight for the clit. I think that my pregnancy hormones hadme feeling freakier than usual. So, I was really into it as he licked me with lightning speed. I rocked my hips with the sway of his tongue, as I gripped his head.
“Uh, shit. Yeah! Just like that.” I cried out, feeling freer than I had in long while. I don’t know if it was the anticipation or what, but I came in one minute flat. He had me so wet that I left a huge wet spot on the covers.
A few minutes later I found myself bouncing all over his dick. It was a nice ten inches long, and hella thick. I was enjoying that ride and so was he. He was matching every thrust I threw at him. I was pounding my pussy on his dick, trying to fuck all of my hurt away. He was smacking and rubbing my ass, encouraging me to do my thang.
“Tell me that this won’t be the last time.” He panted. I stared down him and attempted to open my mouth. No words would come out. I hadn’t practiced the art of being deceitful, so I couldn’t answer that.
Before the night was over we’d tried every position known to man. Each time Khalil would explode on a different part of my body. I didn’t even try to go home that night. I had never pulled anything like that, which I knew would send a loud message. I would just have to deal when the time came. I felt like saying fuck everybody, because obviously nobody cared about me or my feelings.
The next day I woke up with guilt heavy on my conscience. A part of me felt dirty. The only thing keeping me sane was the fact that I now had my own dirt. I was fed up with the double standard within my relationship.
Khalil was being all touchy feely, but I really didn't wanna be bothered. So, I breathed a sigh of relief whenhe pulled into my neighborhood. He dropped me off a block away from my house. I didn’t care as I noticed a few of Jahrein’s boys hanging outside. When I made it through the door I had ten eyes staring back at me. There in the living room was Red, Lero, Ray-Ray, Jahrein, and Junior. Even my poor baby seemed to have a worried look on his face. They all started with a million questions at once.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Ray-Ray shouted.
