“Well, when can we meet her? We ain’t met nobody since –”
“That wasn’t my girl,” I cut Kari off. She was about to mention Mykita, and I just wasn’t in the mood to hear it. I felt really bad about it, but I didn’t feel the same way she felt about me. She was beautiful, insanely intelligent, and really down-to-earth, but I just wasn’t as drawn to her as I was to Reina. When we fucked in college, it was just a one-time thing, and I never crossed that line with her again. My homies swore she still liked me, though, and I was beginning to believe them after running into her at the cookout.
“Well, she could’ve fooled us,” Kari snickered.
I cut my eyes at her and shook my head. “If you keep this up, you ain’t never meeting her.”
“Boooo, you’re no fun!”
We all laughed and fell into an easy conversation, and I promised that I would talk to her about having some sort of get-together so that all our people could meet. Minus Reign, the rest of her folks were cool, and she mentioned that she wanted me to meet her mama soon. It made me a little sad because I wished that she could meetmymama. If I weren’t so afraid of the cemetery, I’d take her by to say hello, but I only went once a year with my Pops, and I had the choice of going on either Christmas, her birthday, or Mother’s Day, and all those holidays had passed already.
Ping.
I smiled at seeing her name flash across the screen. Every so often, she updated me throughout her day, sending me pics of what she ate, hairstyles she did, random thoughts, places she wanted to go for our next date, anything that crossed her brilliant mind.
Hayami: I’m finished with clients for today. It’s this new Anime museum that opened and they have a special showing on Afro Samurai and The Boondocks… I grabbed our tickets. They close at 8. See you there?
My heart started beating erratically.This woman was amazing, man.
“Aight niggas, I gotta go.” I stood abruptly.
“What? Damnnnn, I know that look,” Morris grinned.
“What can I say? My lady wants to take her man out on a date, and who am I to deny her?”
“This nigga man!”
I laughed again and headed to my car, excited to see this museum, but most importantly, my woman.
“Mmmm… ‘Siah,”Reina breathed. She arched her back off the bed as I thrust deeper inside her snug walls. Sex with LaReina was otherworldly. No two times were ever the same, and I loved exploring her. I learned that she liked mental foreplay before anything and that the bedroom was the only place that she’d be submissive. She enjoyed me bossing her around and punishing her when she purposely acted bratty. I popped her toes into my mouth, licking and sucking them as I felt her walls pulsate around me. This would be orgasm number three for the afternoon, and we still had to shower and get dressed for Comic Con. She was going as Sailor Moon, and she made this custom blonde wig with red and blue streaks that made her look more like Harley Quinn, but it was sexy nonetheless. I was going as Ogun Montgomery from Fire Force. Reina had retwisted my locs into a short bun style that went straight back, and was going to decorate my face with yellow face paint to represent the flames all over my body. I even had white contacts to make my eyes seem like they were glowing.
“Cum on this dick for me one more time, baby.” I wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her out even deeper, as her walls sucked me in.
“Siahhhhh, this is not fairrrrr,” she whimpered.
“What’s not fair? Hmmm? The way you take this dick seems pretty fair to me.” I pulled out and lowered until I was face-to-face with my favorite place. Flattening my tongue, I suctioned her clit into my mouth while stroking my still hard dick. Reina liked to get downright nasty with it, and I didn’t complain because I liked being filthy with her too. More and more, Iunderstood why Enrico was bold enough to come at me the way he did, because Reinaandher pussy were worth it.
“Siahhhhhpleaseeee,” she moaned. Tears were streaming down her face, and I wanted to make her squirt before I washed us up in the shower.
“Please, what, baby? I see you remembered your manners.”
“Please let me cummmmmmm again!”
“You really want to?”
She nodded. I smacked her thigh. “Words, baby.”
“YES, DAMN!”
“Squirt.”
On command, she rained down all over my beard, lips, and the bed. I kissed her thighs and sensitive bud one more time and went to start the shower. My baby curled up in a ball, trying to catch a quick nap. She had her hair braided in the meek mills and a bonnet on, and I still thought she was sexy. Kissing her awake, I scooped her in my arms and walked us to the shower. I had a bench installed so that she could sit if her legs gave out. My shower was now filled with half her bath products, and it looked like they always belonged there. I squirted some shower gel on her loofah and gently cleansed her, paying special attention to massaging her wrists and hands since she was so hard on them.
“Siah?” she hummed.
“Hayami.”
“I…. I love you,” she said with her eyes closed, bringing me to a pause.
