Forever Mine Box Set (BWWM, African American, Interracial,and Multicultural) (5 page)

“I cannot and I will not. The conversation is over.”

“You’re treating me like a child. Not like the woman you have been fucking for the last year.”

“You are a child. You’re nineteen, almost half my age. I’m thirty six,” his voice rising in anger.

“That doesn’t make me a child. I’ve been sucking your dick just fine to be a child. Is that how you see me? Just a child.” His face turning red by my words. 

“And what does that make Alecia? She’s the kind of selfish woman that you want. The kind of woman that withholds sex from you to control you.” I stood up my brown eyes glowing. “Then if that makes a woman, then I’m a woman now, because you can’t have my pussy and you won’t be fucking me until you free yourself from whatever she has over you.”

He watches at me in silence as I saunter nude from his bed. I can feel his eyes and hear his breathing, which sounds loud. I left him hot and bothered and that is how I wanted him. My power to control myself came back when I marched away in my defiance of him.

But I was in need with a desire for his body to satisfy me. I needed his dick inside of me. I wanted his mouth on my clit. I was pissed thinking about what he said, and I may have sabotaged my life with him.

“So I’m a child. He didn’t think or act like that when he had his dick in my mouth or when he was squatting between my legs licking my folds, and sucking my breasts,” I murmured as I slammed the door behind me.

W
aking the next morning in bed alone, I didn’t say a word to Matthew. Knowing I was angry, he knew better than to come into the room. Because it was Saturday and we usually go for a ride on his sailboat, he chose to be with Alecia, and that made me doubly pissed if that were possible. I checked off sailing as part of my plans and called up Seth to meet me at the library to get in some group study for our upcoming tests.

Dressing in a pair of old jeans with holes on the knees, and white tee and light leather jacket, I felt like shit. With the fog and the ocean air coming in, you never know how warm or cold it’s going to get in San Francisco. Matthew was becoming like the weather, I didn’t know whether he would want me tomorrow and that bothered me. It bothered me a lot lately. He was right about one thing and that I was acting like a child. I’m nineteen for god’s sake, how am I to behave? I want my man with me, not fucking around with his ex-wife on his day off.

I’m acting childish because I don’t know how to compete with Alecia for him.

Alecia had been with him for years. She knew what made him tick. She knew his weakness and strengths, and I’m just finding out.

Maybe he wants something or someone new? I tried not to think about Matthew as I wander into the kitchen, taking out a pod, and making a cup of coffee for one. When I turn Matthew is standing behind me, wearing a V neck light blue silk sweater and dark blue slacks. He took my breath away. He leaned over to kiss me and I hunched my shoulders and moved away from him.

Of course I’m still angry because he looks too damn attractive and hot to have a date with anyone but me. He senses my coldness.

“Are you still angry with me? I know there are some things I shouldn’t have said to you, but you are so stubborn and...”

“Young.”

“No. That’s not what I meant,” he says pressing his body next to me, cornering me against the isle in the kitchen. “I want you here. What I wanted to say was...” he glances at me and smiles, “you are the most stubborn sexiest woman I know. More sexy when you’re angry. I couldn’t imagine making love to anyone but you.”

“Then why are you going to meet her?” I shot back.

“To keep Alecia from coming here. I have to find out what’s on her mind.”

“Why do you need to find that out? I can tell you. She’s up to no good and she’s out to ruin our relationship.”

“She doesn’t know anything about me and you.”

“Don’t be so sure. Women have a way of knowing when another woman is encroaching on her territory. Why do you think I feel the way I do about her?”

“I don’t have time to answer that. I have to get in some work before I see her. What are you going to do today?” Matt said taking a sip of my coffee then looking up at me with his sexy green eyes.

“If you really wanted to know, you would be with me instead of kissing Alecia’s ass.”

“I would rather kiss your ass. I have a few minutes. I can lick it and play with it and then get what you have been promising me.” A smile crossed his face and his eyes lit up.

“If you think I’ll give you anything after knowing you’re leaving me to be with Alecia, then you have another thought coming. The next time you see my pussy, you won’t remember how it looks. Now that’s being snarky.” And I snapped my fingers in his face. He looks at me with a sexy smirk and shake his head.

“What a hand full you are. Are all black women as strong willed as you?” he said with his head tilted to the side laughing at me.

“I don’t know? Are all white men as horny as you because you may never see my pussy again?”

“I have it itched in my memory,” he said pointing a finger to his temple. “I will remember your sweet brown pussy until the day I die.”

“That’s probably when you will get some. On your death bed as a going away present.” Strolling to the sink, dropping the cup in, I then pranced out of the kitchen.

*** 

I
collected my backpack and left the house and rode the trolley to the library. I had enough of Matt’s driver taking me places and picking me up. Matt always knew where I was, and that had to stop.

It was hard to clear my mind about the thing about acting like a child. I depended on daddy’s money because I had none of my own. I didn’t know how I would make it in an expensive town, but I would have to get a job and move out. I thought I should discuss this with my friend Seth. I made a date to meet him at the library on the university’s campus.

Seth spotted me when I entered, and he stood and waved. He sat on a comfortable couch in the back in the corner where we wouldn’t be disturbed and where our whispers wouldn’t carry across the large area.

“I’m glad you could make it. I have no one who knows anything about this shit,” Seth whispered, after dropping his heavy book on a table in front of him, making room for me to sit. “English Lit is not my best subject. Guys don’t read that much unless we’re putting shit together, or it’s the directions on how to work the newest tech gadget. We depend on fucking Cliff Notes to get us through this course, and hacking into the professors’ computers to get an advance copy of the test. Some of those old professors don’t know shit about computers.” He finally stopped talking and looked at me.

“Hey,” I said giving Seth a hug before slumping down next to him.

“I see we better get that shit about you and Matthew out of the way before we can begin to study. Now tell me all about it. What did he do?”

“Look at you. You’re looking all rosy with that pretty face of yours,” Seth said kissing me on both cheeks. He was a better girlfriend than I ever had. He was gay and appeared to have it all together. I guess it was that male and female thing working and maybe he understood both sides. His feminine and masculine side.

“Matthew is seeing his ex-wife,” I said, my voice cracking with me holding back tears.

“And what is the problem with that? My mother and father still see each other once a month and they’re married to other people. They talk civil more so than when I was a child. Look how I turned out.” Seth shot me a big smile.

“I don’t understand it?” I could understand if they had children in common, but they don’t have any.”

“Maybe it’s nothing. You did say they had been married over ten years. That counts for something. They’re probably friends and miss each other.”

That’s what I’m afraid of.
I thought.

“That woman knows something about us and she’s just trying to get him back. I think I should move out, but I have to get a job first, and I can’t afford to pay the expensive rent in this city or any city.”

“You can stay with us, and sleep on our roll away bed, it’s for company.” He reached and held my hand. I lay my head on his shoulder.

“Do you think your boyfriend would mind?” I said drying my eyes.

“Of course not. The more the merrier. He’s traveling all the time and doesn’t make it back for months. I would love the company, and we can study together and hang out. You need to hang and smile more. It would be a blast for both of us.”

“As soon as I get a job, I’ll move in. I want to help you with food and rent.”

“Everything is settled, now let’s get this shit out of the way.” We opened our books and got to work. Semester break was coming up, and I wanted to be gone and on my own by then. 

I
don’t know what Amanda is worried about? All I’m going to do is have dinner with Alecia. My feelings for her disappeared years before Amanda came to my home. I can’t see why Amanda is angry with me for just having dinner.

I could have lied and said it was a client. But I didn’t want to lie to her.

Hurting Amanda was the last thing I wanted to do. I can see her point when I called her a child. She is temperamental, and after all she is only nineteen. I guess I could have used a little more sensitivity. I did act like an ass, especially when I’m so in love with her I don’t know how to react when I want her body and she refuses me.

As I watched her parade around naked, and my body aching and she decides that she will not make love to me, I lost it. I could taste her and then she refuses me. She teased me and stimulated me when she walked from that bed leaving me cold.

I had to control myself to keep from walking into the restroom and throwing her over my knee and whipping that beautiful ass of hers, but she would have accused me of treating her like a child.

I don’t know what is wrong with me. I’m so fixated on her body that I can’t think. I want to fuck her every minute. I can’t stand for her to be away from me. I don’t think I can handle it if she goes to someone else. I know now I have to send Alecia away if I am to keep Amanda.

“I’ve arrived at the Four Seasons. Alecia has a suite here. “I wonder how long she’s staying,” I mumble. I reach for my jacket before I exit the car. I have to wear a jacket in the restaurant otherwise they will give me one, and I don’t like wearing clothes someone else has worn.

Alecia is sitting looking around and she spots me, smiles, and I walk over to her. She’s not her usual self. She appears to have calmed from the last time I saw her. Not her haughty, arrogant self.

“Hello darling,” she says to me. She hasn’t called me darling in years. As a matter of fact, never. I kiss her on the cheek and she tries to turn her head where I can kiss her on the lips.

“It’s great seeing you,” I say to her. I’m just making small talk. I want her to tell me what’s on her mind so I can get back to Amanda.

“What is it Alecia?”

“I hear you have taken up with that little...black girl.” She says raising an eyebrow. I try not to respond.

“Is that what you called me for? To discuss my life? Well, it’s my life and it has nothing to do with you,” I say to her and she’s surprised at my forward attitude. She reaches over and takes my hand, which is a first. There is no feeling there. I don’t think there ever was.

“I want to come back. I should never have left.”

“We can’t go back, Alecia.” I pull my hand away and she tries to take it. Then she leans into me, strokes my sex and whisper in my ear. “I know what you like sexually and I’m willing to give it to you. Just come up to my room and all your dreams will come true.” I sit back in shock and amused. I crack a small smile.

“I’ve changed, Alecia. I’m into something else and I want to have a family.”

“That’s what they all say. I know what you are. You can try to hide it from what’s her name, but it will come out sooner or later, and then when you try to introduce it to her she will leave you.”

“She’s not like that.” I steeple my hands in front of my mouth, thinking.

“Then you will come back to me.” She shot me a sly smile and sat up straight. We sat and ate in silence and I wondered if what Alecia said was true. I know now what Amanda said about Alecia was true. I have to get back home and apologize to Amanda.

My driver drove around San Francisco at my request because I wanted time to think about what Alecia said to me. When I returned Saturday evening the house was empty. And the food my cook prepared for dinner was still in the warmer. I sat and ate without Amanda’s warmth and smile and then I heard the door open and it was Amanda. She came back.

I couldn’t wait. Turning around, I rushed into the foyer. She kept walking to the guess room. “You’re not sleeping with me?” I questioned her. And she didn’t say a word. When she’s angry with me she doesn’t speak to me, that’s her passive aggressive behavior.  I came to realize it had a profound effect on me. She glanced up at me with her big brown eyes and I wanted to fuck her brains out.

“I have to take a shower because I’m going out,” she says to me, cold and without feelings. I sit on the edge of the bed and watch as she kicks off her shoes and socks, and strip off her jeans, thong, and top.

She stands looking down at me and I grasp her arm pulling her to me. I lay my head on her stomach and wrap my hands around one thigh. She glances down at me, her body quaking as I turn my head and kiss her mound, dragging my mouth through her pubic hair, and my tongue between her folds finding her clit.

I’m in heaven with my face buried on her opening.

My hands wrap around her voluptuous full butt. I want to whip her ass and then fuck her from behind. I suppress the urge to spank her. I don’t think she will understand, and after the fight about me calling her a child, she would think it was my way of treating her like one.

My hands travel up and down her ass cheeks, my tongue on her bud, and I’m caressing them and all I can think about is paddling her wonderful ass.

I thought I was over the urge once I broke the connection between me and Alecia, but I hadn’t. I just transferred it to Amanda’s sensuous brown body and her alluring dark nipples, which I want to suck now if I can’t have her butt.