Drunk in Love 3: An Original Love Story (7 page)

“I don’t know anything about her except that you called me by her name a few minutes ago while you were talking in your sleep. Are you in love with this woman?”

Zay frowned. For some reason the women in his life wanted to make it hard for him. Neither had the right to chastise him, but for some reason they felt that they could. However his heart belonged to only one of them and it sure as hell wasn’t Angel anymore. He looked at her, almost with disgust in his face.

“Angel, in case you’ve forgotten, I was shot tonight. I don’t want to answer any of your questions and I don’t need you here. I just wanna get some rest so these people will let me go home. That’s it, can I do that, please?”

Angel ignored him as she always did. “Do you love this woman? Just tell me, Zay. I wanna know if you love her.”

“If I answer that question will you let me get some rest?”

“Yes,” she responded.

He looked at her and shook his head, and then said, “Well yes, I do love her.”

Angel was shocked. She’d been fucking and sucking Zay for the past month or better. Not once had this
Olivia
woman showed up to his crib nor had he let on that it was that serious. If it had been, then why was he still fucking her?

“I don’t believe you.” She said, folding her arms. “There is no way that you love her. If you loved her you wouldn’t have been fucking me this whole time. I haven’t seen her around, so who the hell is this woman?”

“That woman would be me,” Olivia said as she stepped into Zay’s hospital room. She’d been outside the door eavesdropping just in time to catch the juicy information.

Zay’s eyes widened at just the sight of her. “Ahh shit,” he whispered.

Angel quickly eyed her competition up and down. “So, you’re the lady that has Zay’s attention.”

“Yet, you’re the woman that he’s been fucking.” Olivia shot back. “Something is apparently wrong with that picture.”

Angel glanced back at Zay with an unpleasant smirk on her face. “You like ‘em feisty, huh?” She smugly grinned. “Well, since we’ve not formally met yet. I’m Angel, Zay’s-”

Olivia cut in, “EX,” she reminded her.

“Yes, I’m his ex, but how present are you if we’re still fucking?”

Olivia complacently grinned at her. Her eyes examined her up and down, and by her facial expression she'd clearly gotten an attitude.

“Hey babe,” Zay called out to try and intervene. “Just let it go. Angel was just leaving.”

Angel’s head quickly shot his way as she stared at him. “Oh, so Angel was just leaving after driving three hours to get here to check on you. Is this the heartless guy you’ve turned into?”

Olivia stepped up to Angel with a stern look on her face then told her, “He just seems heartless, because his heart isn’t with you, anymore. You can leave now.”

“Ayeeeee, aye now,” Zay called out to try and stop a heated fist fight before it started. Angel stood there blocking Zay. She wasn’t moving.

“Angel, just leave. I never asked you to come here in the first place. You’re always doing shit and thinking that things are supposed to go your way. That doesn’t work with me, anymore.”

“Well, it worked when you fucked me over and over again.” She said feeling some type of way.

“Let’s keep it real,” he cut in. “Yes, I fucked you, but you mostly kept your mouth on my dick just to get fucked and half the time that didn’t work.”

Angel felt cut with a low blow. She was definitely embarrassed by what Zay had revealed. “I can’t believe you, Zay.” She said with tears building up in her eyes.

“Well believe it and once again, you can leave.” Olivia told her.

 Angel was definitely no pushover and her arrogant attitude wasn’t going anywhere just because Zay had so-called put her on Front Street. She looked at Olivia, now ready for war. “Ex-cuuuuse me!” The ghetto girl came out. “I didn't know you had a watch dog on duty.” She declared with a smirk on her lips like she wanted Olivia to try her.

Then out of nowhere, Olivia slapped a few goblets of saliva from her mouth. “I got your watch dog, bitch!” Olivia spat. The bizarre incident seemed unreal as Zay almost hurt himself trying to get out of bed to grab her. The IV jerked a little in his arm as he grabbed Olivia’s arm. By this time she and Angel had passed a few licks back and forth. Two nurses ran in the room from all the loud commotion, witnessing Olivia pulling a handful of Angel’s hair and wouldn’t turn it loose.

Angel dropped her bag on the floor and screamed out in pain, because she was pulling the freshly done tracks loose from her scalp. “Get your bitch!” she yelled at Zay. Zay attempted to strong arm Olivia causing his IV to come out of his arm. The adrenaline was pumping so hard that he didn’t have time to think about his own pain from trying to stop them from killing each other.

“Get her,” Zay said to one of the nurses as Angel attempted to come back for more. Luckily, a male doctor intervened to help break up the fight. Clearly, he’d never seen anything as crazy as this upon entering the room.

Once the fight had ceased the doctor looked at the unruly women with a mean shake of his head. “Y’all will have to leave before I call security.” The tone in his voice stated that he meant business. He then looked at Zay. “Sir, you need to get back in the bed. Please, get his IV back in his arm.” He told one of the nurses. “Ladies, y’all got to go.”

“She is the only one that doesn’t suppose to be here.” Zay said pointing at Angel. Angel was beyond embarrassed and pissed at how things had turned out.

“Ma’am,” the doctor said as she stood there like she was frozen in time. “Ma’am, you got to leave here before I call security and be forced to send you to jail.”

Angel definitely wasn’t going to jail, so she rolled her eyes at all of them then picked up her Louis Vuitton bag off of the floor and exited the room. Zay shook his head, but he knew that this was far from over with Angel and Olivia.

“Please, just give me something for the pain.” He said to one of the nurses while holding his side.

“I’m sorry that happened.” Olivia said as she rushed to his side. She was so caught up with trying to get Angel out of the room that she didn’t think about Zay’s well being. Just hearing that he’d been fucking another woman had her gone. She didn’t like that one bit, regardless of what she’d been doing with her husband. It was strange how things could be done to others, but when it was done to them they couldn’t handle it.

Zay was pissed at both of them, but he loved Olivia and wanted nothing more than for her to stay. However, he figured that he was going to have some questions to answer once he was better. He just looked at her and shook his head. He didn’t even have any words for her at the moment.

Ten minutes later, the nurse had patched Zay back up. “Are you comfortable?” She asked him. He just nodded his head, because whatever she had put in his IV had him feeling extremely sleepy. The nurse then looked at Olivia. “Ma’am, he needs to get some rest. As long as you’re just sitting here that’s fine, but try not to disturb him if you want him to get out of here soon.”

“I understand and I’m so sorry that happened.” Olivia said, feeling very apologetic.

“I understand,” the nurse said, and then she exited the room. As Zay dozed back off into lala land, Olivia sat quietly watching him. She didn’t know how she could face him once he was back in his right mind. She was definitely ashamed of the way she’d acted out. Hopefully, they could talk to each other in a civilized manner and he’d forgive her. More importantly, depending on the talk they’d have she was hoping to be able to also forgive him for not being upfront with her.

****

Downtown, Augusta at the Marriot Hotel, Dillon and Zoe were laid in bed getting comfortable with each other. The night had been a long one and all she wanted was to be right there wrapped in the arms of her loving man.

“Hey,” she said with her head rested on his chest as she glanced up to look at him. “I’m glad that your brother is okay. I saw how bad that had hurt you, and I never want to see you like that again. It hurt me to see you hurt.” She sincerely said.

Dillon leaned his head down to meet her lips half way, and then kissed her. Her sweet lips always enticed him. He stared into her beautiful, almond shaped eyes. “I’m glad that you hadn’t made it to that club, yet. Your sister would’ve quickly found out about us, because no telling what I would’ve done. I could honestly see why my brother took that bullet for her. He was pushing her behind him in an attempt to save her from something worse happening. I just thank God that his injuries weren’t life threatening.”

“Me too,” Zoe said. She smiled then got on top of Dillon. She only had on a big tee-shirt with no panties. As she straddled across Dillon’s chiseled body, he smiled at her. “You are so sexy to me,” she admitted with a flirty expression on her face. Her hand reached down to feel his python. “Sssss,” she teased him.

“A’ight now,” Dillon said with a light grin. “Don’t start something that you can’t finish.”

Zoe tooted up her lips mixed with a smile. “Trust, I always finish what I start.” And with that, she kissed down his fine, muscled toned chest. Her fingers slid in the inside of his boxer briefs as she helped him come out of them. Seductively, she went straight for his balls and started gently sucking on them.

“Damn, you turn me on.” Dillon whispered as he closed his eyes. Zoe held his thick pipe in her hand and licked from his balls, and then up the shaft of his long dick. “Daaaaaaamn,” Dillon whispered, holding the back of her head. Zoe took her time teasing him as she wet his dick up with the warm saliva from her mouth. She’d look up in his eyes with a sexy stare only turning him on more. Dillon eyes rolled back the minute Zoe’s mouth covered the head of his dick. “Oh my God,” he whispered. She sucked and jacked him at the same time causing his toes to curl from the sensational chills she was sending throughout his body. Zoe was sucking his dick like a chick on a mission. Her mission was to please him to a point that he would only have eyes for her. She’d already opened up her heart to him and there was no way she was going to drop the ball on this one.

She smiled at him after giving him twenty good minutes of the best head that she had to offer. She wanted him to bust a nut in her mouth, but for some reason he just couldn’t do it. Every time he attempted to, he’d look in her beautiful face and it would go back up. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. It was not unusual, because a woman could be sucking him forever and he still wouldn’t nut. Zoe had the potential, but he just couldn’t do it. He’d told himself that every time he was anxiously ready to nut that he’d just keep his eyes closed and let it happen, but every time it never worked. It was something about the way she gulped his dick down that drove him absolutely crazy.

She wasn’t worried though, because she knew that he had a problem with busting in her mouth. However, she knew that once she started riding him it wouldn’t be long before she’d make him bring it. She straddled his waist while sliding his erect manhood inside of her warm goods.

“Ssssss,” she moaned. Her head leaned back as she rode on his dick. Back and forth she rocked then she’d slide up and down his pole like she was a hot stripper getting paid to put on her best performance. She bounced her nice round ass up and down in a slow grinding motion that had Dillon biting his bottom lip. He reached up, caressing both of her breasts with his hands. He squeezed one, and then started sucking on it. Then, he squeezed the other one and pleased her sensitive nipples, making sure to be attentive to them both. “Ahh,” Zoe softly moaned.

Her pussy felt like a warm furnace hugging his dick. It was a feeling that he could easily enjoy all day every day if she’d give it to him like that. It was so creamy and wet that he couldn’t hold out any longer. He grabbed her butt cheeks with the palm of his hand lifting her up and down on his long rod. He could see the white liniment lining his thick meat looking like lotion as it covered his dick.

Zoe’s legs started getting weak and Dillon knew exactly what time it was as he beat it good. The firm grip on her ass had her hands pressed down on his chest holding on for dear life. She continued to ride him, and then…

“I’m cumin’ babe,” she said aloud. “I’m cumin’,” she repeated as her body jerked causing him the sensation of a lifetime. He couldn’t hold out any longer.

“Baby, its cumin’,” he whispered.

“Let it cum,” she whispered back then started passionately kissing him in the mouth.

“Mmmmm, Aaah,” Dillon moaned in between breath’s while he shot a load of cum inside of her. This was actually the first night that he’d slept with her and they’d not used condoms. The moment just seemed right and if they planned on being with each other exclusively then it should be all good. They both lay there feeling wore out from such explosive orgasms. “I love you,” he said.

“I love you, too.” She responded. Twenty minutes later, after small pillow talk they were both sound asleep.

Chapter 6

Meanwhile, Felisha paced back and forth in her living room trying to gather her thoughts. She’d been gone so long over a man that apparently didn’t love her the way that she loved him.

“Damn, how could I have been so stupid?” She pondered quietly after finally getting Lil Romeo to go to sleep. “I may lose my business over this shit.” She knew that she worked hard and put in some long hours to get her own business up and running. Even though Olivia and her connections were the force behind helping her get up on her feet; she still felt like she’d put in the required work and had earned it.

She sat on the sofa, putting her face in the palm of her hands. Everything had hit her at once. She’d been a bad friend to someone that had been nothing but good to her. She’d proven herself to be disloyal and certainly untrustworthy. How could she ever get any of that back? In her mind, there was no way that would ever happen. She’d made her bed hard and now she had to lie in it. As she sat there wiping her tears and looking over the contract to her nail salon, the phone rang. She looked down on the couch beside her to see that the glowing screen on her IPhone read, Mark. Anytime his name appeared on her caller ID her heart would melt. She was every bit of a love sick puppy when it came to him.