A Red Apple (9 page)

“It’s not fair,” I cry harder and sink my head into B’s shoulder once we sit down. “It hurts so bad.”

“What hurts? Who was that in that Denali? Do I need to fuck somebody up?” She asks exasperated.

“My heart B. My fucking heart hurts
, that’s what. People think they can just toy with you and play with your emotions and stuff. That’s not right.” I shake my head.

“I know…its okay and you will get past this, trust me. Was it Carter? Did he cheat on you?” B asks.

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” I remember I can’t tell my best friend I am intimately involved with a professor.

“Piper I’m your best friend and I’m worried about you. I see you get out of some random car that you wreak havoc on. Then your on the damn ground boohooing in the fetal position. You went crazy on everybody at lunch earlier. What the hell is up with you lately?”

“I’m just going through some shit and I need everyone to cut me a damn break. For once, Perfect Piper doesn’t want to be perfect anymore B. I just want to be like any other normal girl who fucks up, regrets the shit and moves forward. What does a bitch have to do huh?” I bark.

I hate Mondays and this day would be no different. I have to deal with Dr. James and all of his shenanigans. It’s not that he has said anything to me since our altercation but he has sent me more than enough subliminal messages during class. When he isn’t doing that, he is busy ignoring me. I have tried a few times to talk to him after class about some assignments I was having
trouble with but he always tells me not to worry because I will get an A. Which I always do, on every assignment even the ones I don’t even bother to complete. I hate the fact that he treats me like a hooker that gives up ass for A’s. I get that I slept with him under questionable circumstances but damn.

Class is now in session and I keep my head down as usual and dreadfully wait for the 50 minutes to pass. I get a text from Carter and he is just the distraction I need. ‘Hey beautiful how’s your day so far?’ A smile creeps across my face and we text
about everything, from asshole professors to stinky breath students who will not shut up. He even sends me a picture of him doodling in class. When I look up the classroom is empty and Dr. James blue eyes are burning into my soul.

“Did you learn anything in my class today?” He tilts his head and keeps his lips tight. I know that he is angry with me about something but I don’t have enough energy to care.

“Not really. But then again why does it matter since I am going to get an A anyway? Just get out of my face so I can go.” I begin packing my things together.

“Who were you texting Piper?” He slams his hand onto my desk frightening me.

“None of your business and I have things to do so is that all you need?” I’m challenging him staring him square in the face.

He raises his eyebrows and then anger spreads across his face again. “Answer me when I ask you something!”

“My friend damn!” I snap. “It shouldn’t matter to you. There’s nothing between us anymore by the way how’s your truck?”

“
I got rid of it because I don’t like flaws… You know what else I don’t like Piper? Sharing. I’m very possessive over what is mine. So I would highly advise you against giving the bosses pussy away?” He grins devilishly but I can tell he isn’t kidding.

“The boss? Is that what you
’re going by these days Dr. James?” I have a few comebacks for his ass this time.

“Damn right. I’m the boss of that pussy… you… and any other bitch I want. You should know that by now.” His nose is flaring out of frustration.

“Okay boss.” I stand in front of him, pull my canary yellow dress above my waist and place my leg up on the desk to give him a good view of my pussy. “Do you see your name anywhere on MY pussy? Okay then, that should tell your ass something. I do what I want with this.”

“That’s cold shorty. What ever happened to the Piper who was crazy about a nigga?”

“Oh her… that was your student and this is the bitch you fucked,” I straighten my clothes and proceed towards the door.

“Yo woman you will regret that!” He calls out behind me but I don’t give him the satisfaction of looking back.

The cool breeze outside feels good against my skin and I am in the mood for a workout. I decide against the idea of running because I will be going out to the strip club later this evening with Carter. The spot has become a regular for me. My dad will probably kill me if he ever finds out but what he doesn’t know can’t hurt him. As far as he is concerned, I am still his little princess and that will remain the same. Speaking of my dad, I haven’t talked to my family in a while and I am beginning to miss them something crazy. I call my brother and speed him up on the latest, minus the men and he informs me that he is thinking about proposing to his longtime girlfriend Shawn. I am happy to hear this because they’ve been dating off and on since he touched down in Michigan. I don’t know how she puts up with my no good ass brother. Don’t get me wrong he is good to his baby sister but he has always been a playboy. She stayed with him though, so her pay off will be the first wedding ring my father brought my mother, a 3-carat solitaire diamond. Our family also has money, old money, so she will also be financially set. I come from a long line of doctors on my mother’s side and my father is a music producer and owns a record label. Can you say jackpot?

“B last night was everything,” I look at my clock and rub away the matter in my eyes.

“Girl who you telling? I’m still trying to recover and shit. I don’t know about class today.” B replies genuinely.

“Yeah I know but finals are right around the corner so we have to hang on a little while longer.” I say trying to be as motivating as possible.

“You right. So what’s going on with you and Carter? You two have gotte
n close,” B smiles as she heads toward the sink to brush her teeth.

“We have a little something
something going on.” I get butterflies just talking about Carter. “He’s so sweet and the D game is proper.”

“
Whhaatt? You let him pop that cherry? When?” B’s cuts her eyes at me.

“A while ago.” I am finally ready to tell her that I have lost my virginity but I can’t tell her to whom.

“Why am I just finding out bitch? I tell you everything about me and DJ and your little goody two shoe ass been holding out,” We break out into laughter.

“So… can I tell you about the D game or what?” I give my girl a devilish grin.

“Start singing hoe,” B’s eyes light up with excitement.

“Girl that nigga be having me damn near climbing up the wall,” I start.

The devil is all in the details and I give it to her raw.

We get our clothes on and go our separate ways for class. Unfortunately, I am about to have to deal with Zeke and I am not in the mood. This past weekend has been rough because I went out and got more than hammered. The weed I experimented with and the hot, rough sex with Carter didn’t help either. I feel like jello staggering to class and I am so late. I’m sure Dr. James will have a field day with this.

I am wearing a black, long sleeve Marc Jacobs’s maxi dress that hugs my curves perfectly. My Victoria Secret boots are click clacking across the floor and I immediately regret ever putting them on. Thank God for Tom Fords because my eyes are baggy but I feel invincible behind my specs.

“Nice of you to finally Join us Piper,” Zeke announces being his usual asshole self.

Everyone laughs and I have had enough. “I know right? How would this boring ass class go by without the life of the got damn party? I’m here now boss or should I say Dr. James, so please carry-on,” I spit back with venom.

“Class is dismissed,” Zeke roars and all of the students are swarming
like bees to get the hell out of the battle zone. Everyone knew it would come to this eventually, just like most of them knew we had something going on. I hear them whispering behind my back in class all of the time.

“Thank God,” I turn to walk away.

“Not you Piper! I need a moment.” He gives everyone a fake smile and nod down to the last person to leave. “What the fuck was that about?”

“You tell me Zeke. You’re always giving me shit and I’m fucking done,” I raise
my voice. “I’m not a piece of trash you can just use at your disposal!”

“Lower your voice,” he walks over to the door and locks it. As he walks back he is getting his sexy swerve on and giving me the look. “What’s wrong you need some of this boss dick to get your ass of
f 10?”

“You want to fuck me Zeke, that’s what this is about?” I am livid.

“No Piper. I am going to fuck you.” He begins to caress my shoulders and his eyes are roaming over my body.

“I am not interested and for the record my man is taking care of that department just fine.” I need to get out of here soon because Dr. James has this sire bond on me. No matter how much Carter puts it down in the bedroom
, he never makes me feel the way Zeke does.

“Does he fuck you the way I do?” He pushes me down on his desk and steps between my quivering legs.

“You know? I can’t remember it’s been a while since we fucked but I guess if I don’t recall that should tell me something.” I lie. Though it has been a hot minute, I remember those dick downs from Zeke like they have just happened yesterday. My vagina is pulsating uncontrollably and I don’t know how long I can play hard to get.

“You want me to refresh your memory?” His
mouth touches mine and I bite his bottom lip just before I stick my tongue in his mouth. “Say yes to me Piper?”

“Yes
,” I exhale in the heat of the moment and pull his navy blue Polo shirt over his head. “I miss you so much Zeke.”

“Oh yeah? Suck my dick and show me,” He demands.

I don’t know what to do because I have never given a blowjob. So I just imagine his dick is a Popsicle and go to work. I start off rocky but I get the hang of it quick. Before I know it, Zeke is roaring like a male lion and I feel more and more powerful before him.

“Spit on it like a nasty bitch Piper
,” He grunts. I do as he commands and his head falls back in defeat. I can feel his body tensing up. “Aaahhh Shit Piper…I’m about to come in your mouth… UGGGHHHHH!” His hot load shoots to the back of my throat and I swallow it down like a professional.

He lays my back onto the floor and positions his dick to enter me. I am red with anticipation and can
hardly wait for him to penetrate me.

Knock
Knock

“They can wait.” Zeke grabs both of my hands and pins them to the ground as he guides hi
mself into me. He begins to rock in and out holding me steadily. “It feels so good to be back up in this pussy.”

“
Zeekkee,” I moan as he lets go of my hands and grips my hips, thrusting his dick in deeper. I reach up and grab a hand full of his dreads. He is pumping so hard and digging so deep I swear he’s rearranging my insides.

Knock
Knock

“That’s right…Call my name ma.” Zeke is completely ignoring the knocks on the door as he continues to dive into my pussy hitting every wall calculatingly. His hands are all over me caressing me squeezing my nipples, rubbing my stomach, stroking up and down my thighs.

“Piper, you in there?” It is Carter.

Oh no. I can’t face him like this and I just freeze. What will I say to him? Will he be able to tell? Will there be a face off between the two men I am fucking?

“That’s my boyfriend Zeke,” I look at him.

He pulls out of me in no rush as if he is on his own time. I cant read his expression as he buckles his pants up, amusement maybe? He grabs my dress, throw
s it at me and helps me up. As he heads toward the door I slip my dress back on.

“What’s the problem young man?” Zeke lets him in looking confident as ever, as if he has not a care in the world.

“My bad, I’m looking for my girl.” Carter looks around and smiles when he sees me. Then a frown spreads across his face. “What’s wrong with your hair?”

“Your
girl?” Zeke retorts skeptically. He is posted up on the corner of his desk. “I don’t think anyone in here is
your
girl son.”

“Oh she’s right there,” Carter points at me, he is so clueless. I look back as if someone is behind me. Oh how I wish there was but I kno
w better than that. “Come here baby, what happened to your hair?”

“What did happen to your hair Ms. Smith?” Zeke is being so sarcastic right now.

I begin walking towards Carter hesitantly because I don’t want to set Zeke off. His nostrils are already flaring and that isn’t a good thing.

“Oh… umm… I forgot to do it this morning,” It is the best thing I can come up with.

“Bahahahahaha. That’s a good one.”
Zeke laughs out loud and I know things are about to get ugly now.

“Something funny bruh?” Carter asks Zeke.

“Yeah the fact that you call Piper your girl is mad crazy to me.” Zeke’s New York accent is coming out strong. “And that hair excuse was a classic too.”

“Oh yeah? You know something I don’t?” The impatience in Carter’s voice is unmistakable.

“Yo I don’t think you wanna go…” Zeke stands up.

“Dr. James,” I jump in before the cat jumps out of the bag. “We have a lot to do before we leave home for Christmas break so thanks for showing me my grades and stuff okay. I emailed you the first part of my research proposal too.”

“I’ma need more of that,” he rubs his chin and looks at me lustfully. “And I really hate to miss a hot and ready meal so… I think I will go have lunch now.”

My mouth falls open because I know what that bastard means by missing a meal. I can’t believe Zeke is jeopardizing his damn career over some male ego bull.

Carter has so many questions but the answers I have to give him can never leave my mouth if we are trying to move forward with our relationship. I hate to lie to him but what other choice do I have? I know I sound selfish but I am caught between a rock and a hard place and I don’t know what to do. I like Carter a lot but Zeke has a very strong hold on me and no matter how hard I try
, I can’t shake my feelings for him.