“Hmmm. And do people treat you that way? Niggas, specifically?”
She pondered for a bit and shook her head. “Nah. I think niggas care too much, to be honest. It’s like the less interest I show in them, the more they be on me. They do the most, and it makes me less and less interested in them. I’m not sure what the scientific or psychological reason behind that is, though.”
I didn’t either. If a woman acted as if she hated me, I was just prone to move on to the next one. That seemed like the logical thing to do to me. My intrusive thoughts won. “Would you treat me like that?”
Reina set her iPad down and looked me in my eyes. “No, Vasiah. I wouldn’t.”
“How could I be sure of that?”
She paused. “You can’t, but give me the benefit of the doubt to try. Everything is a choice. I am choosing to be kinder…calmer…less impulsive…less callous for you. Notbecauseof you. But because I think you deserve for me to show up differently than I ever have. Not because you did anything extravagant or special, but because I’m choosing to make better decisions. Just don’t make me regret it, okay?”
I nodded, my eyes piercing into hers. It wasn’t in my plans to make Reina regret fuckin’ with me.
Not in my plans at all.
“Okay,what do I wear to go meet dads?” Reina was on FaceTime with her girls, and I smirked. My Uncle Victor was barbecuingat my Pop’s crib, and I thought that would be a perfect time for them to meet, since he had been asking. She was slightly nervous, and I thought it was cute. She changed her outfit and her wig twice before she decided on a moss green sundress that showed an appropriate amount of cleavage, some sandals, and a burgundy colored wig that touched the top of her shoulders. She looked like a sexy Poison Ivy to me. I came up behind her while she was still on the phone, pressing my front to the softness of her back. She smelled so damn good, and I nuzzled my face in her neck, inhaling and kissing her. She turned and tongued me down, only breaking it when the girls started hooting and hollering.
“If y’all woulda went any longer, I woulda had to pull my video camera out!” Cherrice exclaimed.
“Heyyyyy Vasiah!” Rae called out, smiling warmly. I responded to them both and left Reina to finish getting ready so we could go. Moments later, she came out of the room, and we headed to my car.
“You look beautiful, Hayami.” The dress she wore looked painted on. “You got on panties?”
“Come feel and see,” she challenged. I switched lanes and watched her raise her dress up to mid-thigh from the corner of my eye. My fingers crept upwards, and I squeezed her thigh. She was nervous, and I wanted to ease her mind. Slowly, I cupped her pantiless mound and grinned. I loved it when she wore no panties.
“This pussy is warm for me, Hayami.”
“Yourpussy,” she corrected. She grabbed my wrist and tried to guide my fingers, but I snatched it away.
“Aht aht… what’s the rush, baby? You don’t trust me?”
“Vasiah…” she whined, squirming.
“I need to hear you say it, baby… remember, you run nothing in here.” My voice dropped.
“I… I trust you.”
“Good girl,” I approved, caressing her pussy once again. My middle finger circled her clit, once, twice, three times before I plunged in without warning.
“FUCK!” she yelped. Her pussy was so gushy and wet. She rocked her hips toward me, thrusting slightly as I curled my finger and slid in and out of her. Her breath hitched, signaling that her orgasm was building. Her eyes fluttered in ecstasy, and her bottom lip was trapped between her teeth. I felt her muscles squeeze on my finger and thanked God that we were in traffic, or I would’ve swerved. Loved when she did that supergrip2000 shit.
“Now Imma let you cum once, Hayami. Just once, I want you to rain on my fingers. You cum once for me, and Imma let you cum some more later. Okay?” I curled my finger, and her sexy moans filled the car.
“Y-y-yeah… pleaseee, Vasiah!”
“Cum.”
And she did, wetting up my entire hand, dripping down to my wrist. I slowly dislodged and licked my fingers clean, savoring the taste. She grabbed some napkins and a small portable fan from her purse, cleaning herself up and drying up any wet spots.
“Vasiah?”
“Hmmm?”
“Thank you… I’m not nervous anymore.”
I smiled. “Good, because you have no reason to be.” Pulling up in my childhood driveway, I leaned over and kissed her. Reina had invited me into her world, and now it was time for me to invite her into mine.
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