Bella Baby (3 page)

“Thank you,” she smiled placing her hands on her hips. “Now your turn.”

“What’s this patch about? You used to smoke?” He asked pointing to the little pink patch secured to her lower back. Bella whispered, “Birth control.”

She removed his clothes slowly causing undue anguish as he contemplated their next step.  They lay on his down comforter enjoying a healthy round of foreplay before diving into the main course.  Bella loved running her hands over Chaz’s smooth skin, teasing him with each tender touch. Chaz licked and teased her nipples enjoying the sight of the puckered flesh. He ran his hands down to her stomach encircling her navel before moving further north. He slipped a finger into that wet spot. Bella groaned as the wetness level increased. It was definitely, time. Chaz put on a condom and entered Bella slowly finding it hard to control his eagerness.  Watching as he slid into Bella was so fucking hot. She groaned softly arching her back and spread her legs wider as he began to pull in and out of her. 

“Oh God!” she moaned unable to contain her emotions.  Bella enjoyed the act taking place whispering in his ear and moaning her pleasure.  Chaz returned the favor with words of his own. “Oh baby, I knew this was right.”

“Yes it is right, just right baby,” she replied.  Chaz and Bella were in heaven as they made love. He could feel the familiar stirrings of the end and wished he could hold out longer. Her body was grasping and squeezing him so sweetly. Bella rocked her hips wildly as her own pleasure took over her body causing her to tremble ferociously.  Chaz could hold back no longer and grabbed her hips as he braced for the explosion taking place.

“I’m coming too. Damn Bella,” he groaned noisily into Bella’s ear. Bella held him tightly in her arms as his body shivered. Michael Frank’s voice played softly in the background.  Chaz laid his head on Bella’s chest as he embraced her body, and they slept until the afternoon entangled in one another. 

Chapter
2

“Good morning or should I say afternoon,” Bella said holding her hand over her mouth.

“Good afternoon to you too,” Chaz said repeating the same hand action.

“Toothbrush?”

“Yeah, in the bathroom. Race ya there.” Chaz and Bella got out of bed and walked hurriedly to the master bathroom.  Chaz handed Bella a new toothbrush, and they started to brush their teeth, both smiling. Chaz poured them each a cup of mouthwash.

“All better?” Chaz asked throwing away her paper cup.

“Yeah much! Now come here,” she said reaching for his naked body. 

Bella kissed him lightly on the lips before hugging him tightly to her body.  He responded by putting soft kisses on her shoulders and commenting on the events of last night. “That was amazing last night.”

“Yeah, it was the best.” Bella held him close while standing on her tiptoes to reach his lips.  She released him from her hold and padded off to the kitchen to get some juice.  She noticed the fully stocked fridge and offered to fix breakfast.  He declined breakfast insisting that she get into the shower. She was happy to accommodate and joined him behind the huge glass doors of the shower.  He kissed her in the shower and pinned her to the wall gently lifting her legs around his back.  He wanted to enter her so bad, but he knew condoms didn’t do well in the shower. The shower was short-lived as he carried her wet body to the bed, and they made love on the down comforter again.

Bella was on top this time and Chaz loved the visual of her breasts bouncing as she moved. Bella tried to keep her eyes open, but he felt so good.  Placing her hands on his strong chest Bella maneuvered up and down in rapid succession.

“Bella, yes baby. You are so fucking sexy,” Chaz whimpered.

“Chaz you feel so fucking good baby,” Bella cried.  Chaz loved this view but wanted to see her in another position. He sat up kissing her and then lifted her up. Chaz instructed her to get on her knees. The sight of her body from this position almost ended their session. He slid inside loving the sound of her cries, pure pleasure. Chaz was sure to give her time to accommodate his size before picking up speed.

“Chaz baby right there,” Bella instructed as he hit the right spot. The look of pure gratification in Bella’s eyes as she looked back at him, pushed Chaz over the edge. He clutched her hips pushing deep into her and came loudly. Chaz felt his body nearly buckle under the power of his orgasm.  They collapsed in a heap on the bed.

Bella and Chaz lay on the bed discussing everything from politics to music.  Chaz liked that she was a debater and had good supporting evidence for her positions on certain subjects, whether he agreed with her or not.  Bella without a doubt appreciated his interest in her opinions on the wide variety of topics they discussed. Chaz only left the bed to make them a sandwich, returning quickly to enjoy her company. Talking came so easy to the two of them as they lolled in bed for hours getting to know each other. 

“Let’s go shopping.  You have no clothes to wear,” he said drawing little circles around her beige nipples. If they did not get out of bed he, would never let her leave.

“We can go to my apartment, and I can get something to wear,” she said.

“I don’t want you to go home just yet.  We can go to my store and get you something to wear from there,” he said getting out of bed and pulled a pair of boxers from his bureau drawer. He walked confidently to the bathroom and tended to some quick hygiene. 

“You don’t have to do that,” she protested. Bella was afraid that his clothing stores carried only thug wear or worse stripper clothes.

“You can trust me you know that already.  I won’t have you looking like a thug or a skank,” he smiled, exiting the bathroom.  Bella thought he was so tall and sexy. All Bella could do was laugh, because he had once again read her mind.  Chaz realized that he had correctly read her mind, grabbed and plied her with kisses. They dressed and drove to a strip mall that held his clearly thriving business, as the place was packed on a late Saturday afternoon.  Urban Gear was stylishly decorated, and the suburban kids were fighting to get their hands on authentic hip-hop gear with eager credit cards.  Common’s I Used To Love Her blared out of strategically placed speakers as the kids shopped.

“Hey Chaz!” yelled the stout cashier.

“Hey Maurice. This is my friend Bella, and she needs some gear.”

Can you help her?” He asked.

“Sure!” Maurice noted Bella probably had that outfit on last night, and he knew what that meant.  He was shocked to see Chaz with a woman here since he never brought women to this store.  After bringing several outfits for Bella, she finally decided on a sexy black tube dress, a denim skirt, and a pair of hip hugger jeans.  Chaz topped off the outfits with a few sexy shirts and brought a pair of riding boots, but not before grabbing several pairs of lacy panties.  Bella went to the changing room to try on the black tube dress that Chaz wanted her to wear, and he followed.

“A girl gets no privacy because this is your store?”

“No, you get all the attention,” he said kissing her.

“You’re helping me get dressed?” His kisses were so sweet, and she loved them. Chaz gave a loud laugh before announcing softly, “Yeah! Let’s start with the panties.”

“Good, because going commando is a bit of a risk, with the breeze and all.”

“You are not wearing anything under that dress?” The look of lust covered his face.

“Nope! Is that a problem?”

“Yeah, sorta.  It is not enough room to do it in here. Besides others, would hear us.”  Bella threw her head back laughing as she pushed him away. “You are retarded. We are not about to do it in a dressing room with only a curtain to protect us.”

“We could see, come here.  You stand here, and I will stand here we can make this happen.” Chaz pushed against Bella wanting her to feel his arousal. Bella giggled before turning to change.  He watched her get dressed trying hard to control the burgeoning erection.  Bella changed into the tube dress and new panties. Chaz was very impressed and decided to show her off.  Shaking his head and adjusting his crotch, he mumbled, “Damn girl.”

While, on the way to his restaurants, she tried to get him to open up but only recent and scattered childhood memories were all that he was revealing.  It stumped her only to know that he had just one aunt and four cousins as family.  His parents and one brother passed away. He didn’t want to discuss the details of their deaths.  Bella felt sad for him and wanted to hold him tight in her arms.  He had lost her parents too, but the circumstances of their deaths were very different from his.  She decided to break the ice by telling him about her parents as they drove into the city. “You are not very forthcoming but for some strange reason I feel like I can talk to you,” she admitted.

“You can talk to me Bella. I will explain more about me in due time. I promise,” he replied honestly. “I truly just want to know all about you and why I am only now meeting you?”

“It’s just I don’t normally mention my parents. But I want you to know me and not just in the biblical sense.”

“My mom was killed in a car accident and my dad was the driver when I was eight.  My mom was so beautiful, she was a teacher and no one wanted to see her with my father because she was white.  Even though, it was the seventies and eighties, interracial couples still had a hard time. My dad worked as a football coach at an upscale private school. He previously had a short stint with pro sports but decided he would rather coach.  My mom was a teacher at this school, and it wasn’t long before my parents fell in love and were married. My mother was mysteriously fired from her job soon after and took a job teaching in the inner city. 

“Damn that’s too bad,” he said shaking his head. Bella shook her head in agreement.

“My dad had helped the school win too many championships to fire him, so they let my mother go instead to reduce scandal. On their way to pick me up from my Nana’s house, he swerved to miss a kid that ran into the street and hit a parked car.  My mother was ejected from the car and died instantly. My father never forgave himself or me for looking like her, a constant reminder I guess.  He started using heroin and ended up overdosing in the bathroom.  I tried to help him and tell him that it was my fault. My mother died. Because they were on their way to get me, but he died in my arms,” she said as tears welled up in her eyes. It was a memory she seldom revisited and to do so now meant something. Chaz pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it softly.

“Talk about an anti-drug message. That did it for me. I went to live with my dad’s sister who hated me from day one.  I felt like Cinderella only no fairy godmother or friendly mice to help me out. Mary Anne, my aunt, ran right through the insurance money and my social security monies.  My Nana, my mom’s mother, tried to get custody of me, but health problems were not an environment to raise a child.  By the time, I was seventeen my Nana’s health had seriously started deteriorating, and she needed round the clock care.  Mary Anne was happy to have me physically out of the house since my checks would stop soon.  My mom’s sister Trisha resurfaced at this time and tried to take over care for Nana, but soon gave up any rights she had to Nana’s care. I hired a nurse during the times I was in school and took care of her myself in the afternoon. She lived comfortably to see me attend my first day of college, she was so proud.  She died the day soon after I started school,” she said pausing at the painful memory.

“I had to make funeral arrangements and handle everything alone. It was draining on my first semester.  My Nana left me the house and some money for school. Trisha bought the house from me. I secured the items that I wanted from my Nana’s house, and I haven’t looked back, much!”

Chaz listened to her every word, and as he pulled into the parking space he realized her strength.  Her life in no way compared to his except that they had both been left alone to fend for themselves, and had managed all right.  He reached over and hugged her when he saw the soft tears flowing down her cheeks.  The confession had been too much for her, and she sobbed uncontrollably.  He held her in his arms and reassured her that everything would be okay and that he appreciated her sharing that with him.  After fixing her makeup, she assured him she was fine and ready to eat.

“I am okay, I just had an episode,” she laughed. Bella flipped open her compact mirror inspecting her face.

“You sure!  We can wait,” he replied.

“I am starving, now feed me.”

Chaz walked into the clean soul food restaurant and began introducing her to his staff.  One by one Bella shook hands with the staff and finally sat down to a plate of home cooking she hadn’t had in a while.  Realizing they had spent the majority of the day sleep, talking, or having sex, she was ravenous. The manager arrived just as she picked up her fork, a woman. Bella was sure Chaz knew the woman intimately. She noticed Chaz and Bella about to eat and rudely interrupted with complaints about a refrigerator. Chaz immediately got up from the table to tend to her needs.

“Chaz the damn refrigerator has been on the blink.  I called the repairman, and he did a temporary fix, but we are going to need a new fridge. Chaz, sweetheart, who is that?” She asked pointing a finely manicured talon in Bella’s direction.

“Do not call me sweetheart, Marlene. That’s my friend Bella. What is this going to cost me?”

“Plenty! I thought we weren’t bringing our dates here?” The woman folded her thin arms and glared in Bella’s direction.