Kailani & Bishop: A Case of the Exes (4 page)

Bishop

I learned at a young age that women were stimulated by what they hear, men by what they see. That was why women cared so much about their appearance and men lied. Even as a young nigga, I learned how to say whatever I needed to say to have my way with a woman, but for the first time in my life, I meant every word I said to Kailani. I knew that was what she needed to hear, but I meant that shit, though. I was just praying that she believed me.

“Do you hear me, Kailani?” I asked.

I knew she heard me. She just had a bad habit of ignoring a nigga. I was gone have to break that habit, though, and quick.

“I hear you, Bishop.”

I placed my hands on her face and forced her to look at me. Lil nigga kept her eyes closed. She was cute.

“Look at me, Lani.”

Finally, she opened them almond eyes and looked at me.

“Why can’t you look at me?”

I really wanted to hear the answer to this. I had my suspicions, but I wanted her to tell me so I wouldn’t have to assume. After she had covered my hands with hers, she opened her mouth slightly to tell me but closed it again. Moving her hands from over mine to my chest, she followed them with her eyes.

“Cause,” she mumbled, wrapping her fingers around my belt buckles.

“Cause what?”

“Because.”

“Because what?”

She thought a nigga was gone get annoyed and fall back. After spending six years in jail, I learned to be patient.

“Because I… you…”

“Spit it out, Lani.”

“I like you.”

“So?”

“So, I don’t like niggas.”

“What that mean? You gay or some?”

“No, I just… don’t date. I haven’t been in a relationship since I was in high school, and I feel like you could make me want to change that, and I don’t want to.”

“Explain.” I grabbed her hand and led her to the couch.

After we had sat down, she looked at me and did something I didn’t think she’d ever do — she looked at me and talked to me at the same time.

“I fell for a guy my first year of high school. We were really close. My first love. He was my best friend. He was there for me when I lost my mom. He got locked up. He was sentenced to seven to fifteen. I tried to stay with him, but he pushed me away. Shut me out. It’s been ten years and I haven’t heard from him since. I just…never wanted to feel that kind of pain again.”

“Pain is a consequence of love, Kailani. If you didn’t love, it wouldn’t hurt.”

“Well, if I’m gone have to hurt either way, I’d just rather not love.”

“Love don’t always hurt but ain’t nobody perfect. You just gotta find somebody worth the pain. Somebody who wouldn’t do anything to intentionally cause you any hurt or pain. So what? You waiting for this nigga to get out so y’all can be together or some?”

She sighed heavily and started back with the avoiding eye contact. “No, Bishop.”

“So, you telling me you just don’t want to be with anybody else?”

“I didn’t want to… until last night. That’s why I can’t look at you. You scare me. You make me feel… good and bad and I haven’t been with a man who made me feel since… him.”

“What’s his name?”

That got her attention.

She looked at me again. “Why?”

“Just what’s his name, Kailani?”

After pausing for a while, she told me, “Courtney.”

“Courtney what?”

“Courtney Green.”

I didn’t want my face or my body to show it… but, I knew the nigga. Knew the nigga well and I also knew that he was getting out this year. I couldn’t let her find out. I could not let him get out and mess up what could be my good thing. I had to make Kai fall in love with me before that nigga got out or kill him before he had a chance to, whichever one was easiest.

Kailani

For the rest of the night, Bishop was distant. He was with me physically, but I could tell he was somewhere else mentally. I’d asked him what was up, but he wasn’t trying to talk about it so I didn’t pry. When he left, I called Lay and made her come over so I could see how much trouble she’d gotten into trying to help me fight Ashley. Rell was just going to have to get used to it. Lay was a hot head and if either of us had beef, the other one did too. I was sure he was the exact same way with Bishop. I missed that nigga already, so much that I was half listening to Lay because I was thinking about him. I just hoped she didn’t ask me nothing because I had most definitely tuned her out.

“Can you believe that?” Lay asked me.

“Believe what?” I asked. I figured she would ask me something since I wasn’t listening.

“You ain’t been listening to a word I said. I said Rell tried to put me on punishment. Gone tell me I couldn’t go out tonight or next weekend because I don’t know how to handle myself.”

“Well, I see you ain’t go out, so he didn’t try to put you on punishment, he did.” I teased her before walking to the kitchen to grab the bowl of grapes I had on my table.

“Whatever. I know you was thinking about Bishop. Why don’t you just call him?”

I told her about what happened with us when she first got here. I think I may have messed him up letting him know that I was so hooked on Courtney that I didn’t want to date again, but it seemed like it was more than that. Besides, I didn’t have the nigga number anyway.

“I don’t even have his number.”

She reached into her purse and I knew she was about to call Rell.

“Don’t call Rell.”

“Why not? You want the nigga. Have the nigga.”

“He just left, Layyah.”

“So…”

I didn’t know why I was wasting my breath. She was going to call him anyway.

“Where you at?” she asked him. She must not have liked his answer because she rolled her eyes. “Is Bishop with you?” Lay looked at me and smiled. “Tell him that Kai misses him.”

I tried to grab the phone, but she jumped up and ran towards the kitchen.

“You going home? Okay. I’ll meet you there.” She walked in the den cheesing.

I could’ve killed her and kissed her at the same time.

“Bishop is on his way back over here. Why don’t you go take a shower and put something more appealing on?”

I looked at my sweats and shrugged. I wasn’t finna get all cute for that nigga. I was going to take a shower, though.

Bishop

I was surprised when Lay called Rell and told him that Kai missed me. When I left, she seemed like she didn’t care. I didn’t want to leave. I’d planned on spending the whole day with her, but after she had told me that Courtney was the nigga that had her heart gone, I needed to get some air. The whole time I was locked up, he was talking about the chick he’d left at home. How crazy about her he was. How talented and beautiful she was. Apparently, she was rapping and doing poetry then, but she hadn’t said anything to me about that either. Said he couldn’t wait to get out to see if they could have a grown man and woman relationship. Said he loved her too much to make her put her life on hold while he was on lock and I respected the nigga a lot for that. Most niggas were selfish. If they were doing time, they expected their woman to do the time with them. It took a real man to let his woman go and trust that if it was meant to be, she would be there when he got out.

I was beginning to understand why he loved Kai so much, but now that I’d met her, I wanted her to myself. The nigga was cool, but as far as I was concerned, he had just become the enemy. Here I was sitting in her driveway scared to get out. Now that I knew that there was a chance that I’d never really have all of her heart, I wasn’t so sure that I wanted to settle for half of it. A nigga had some serious thinking to do.

When I saw Lay walking out the house, I decided to finally get out and go in. She smiled at a nigga lightly and I nodded at her. She had my nigga sprung.

“Be good to my girl B,” she said to me.

“Of course. I got her.”

She just nodded before getting in her car. When I walked into Kai’s spot, she had Ambre Perkins playing softly in the background with candles lit and the lights off. I was about to get in my feelings and start thinking that she was doing something special for a nigga, but then I remembered Rell said Lay was always doing this type of shit. Said it relaxed them. I sat on her couch and took my shoes off when I heard her coming through the hallway. She was butt naked, using her towel to dry her hair. I couldn’t see her body completely because the lights were out, but I could see her shape from the glow of the candles. I guess she didn’t know I was in there because she jumped and covered herself quickly as I stood.

“When did you get here? Where’s Lay?”

“I just walked in. She just walked out.”

I walked over towards her. It was taking everything in me to not rip that towel off her and make love to her on the floor.
Right here. Right now
.

“Heard you was missing a nigga,” I almost whispered in a low husky voice. She had me so horny, but it wasn’t even about sex with her. I just wanted to connect with her in a way that she hadn’t connected with another man. I didn’t want to just have sex. I wanted to make love to her, show her how good love could feel.

“I wouldn’t say all that. I just didn’t want you to leave so soon.”

She always had to play hard. I ain’t say nothing to her. I just lifted her up like she was my bride and carried her to her bedroom. She didn’t resist, but she did question me.

“What are you doing, Bishop?”

“You’ll see… well, feel.”

“Bishop…”

“Hush. Let me take care of you.”

Pouting, she rested her head on my shoulder. When we made it to her bedroom, I put her in the middle of her bed and just stepped back and looked at her. This was my wife, whether she knew it or not.

“It’s too soon,” she complained.

I wasn’t trying to hear all that. I wasn’t going to force her to do anything she didn’t want to do, but as hard as my dick was, I was definitely going to try to persuade her.

“If you don’t want me inside you, let me taste you. I don’t expect anything in return. Just let me see if you taste as good as you look.”

When she didn’t protest, I grabbed her by her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the bed before I took her towel off.

“Bishop… please…” I could see the fear in her eyes. I couldn’t tell if it was because she knew a nigga was about to turn her out or if she really just didn’t want to.

I kneeled in front of her pretty pussy and inhaled it. No scent. She was clean and fresh. I didn’t go to work. I just stared at it for a while.

“Bishop.”

I heard her, but I wasn’t trying to hear her, so I decided to give her a taste of her own medicine and ignore her. I spread her legs and leaned in closer. Close enough for her to feel me breathing on it, but I still didn’t touch it. I looked up at her as I licked my lips.

“I want you,” I spoke finally.

I felt her legs shaking. I refused to believe she was coming already. I hadn’t even touched her yet. I looked down at her pussy and it was throbbing. It was the sexiest shit I’d ever seen in my life. I’d never made a woman cum so easily, just by staring at her pussy. She wanted a nigga bad. I didn’t know why she was fighting it.

“Kailani…” I whispered into her pussy before licking from her asshole to the tip of her clit.

She moaned and tried to pull away, but I gripped her legs tighter. She sounded so good. I wanted to please her just so I could hear her moaning in my ear.

“Feed me…” I begged.

Couldn’t believe she had a nigga begging for it, but at this point, I didn’t give a fuck. I needed her approval. I didn’t want to feel like I was taking advantage of her, but she was testing a nigga’s self-control.

Slowly, she ran her hand over my head and said just what I needed to hear, “Feast…”

Kailani

I didn’t know what came over me, but after he made me cum, just by spreading my legs, I couldn’t control myself anymore. He wanted to eat, so I told that nigga to feast. I’d gotten head from plenty of niggas. Never returned it and the only nigga to penetrate me was Courtney. I wouldn’t even let other niggas finger me. It just made me feel too vulnerable. I wasn’t ready for that. So when I told Bishop to feast, I quickly grabbed his face by his chin and stopped him so that I could give him the rules.

“Just your tongue.”

He smiled and nodded as if he knew something I didn’t. He took his hand and laid me down on the bed. I wanted to see this nigga. I didn’t trust him, but I laid back anyway and when I did, oh my God, when I did... He started licking my clit like peanut butter was his favorite flavor of ice cream. He was licking it nice and slow. He’d do it with the tip of his tongue for a few strokes and then he’d lap it up with his full wide, thick tongue. Had me arching my back and gripping his head within the first few seconds.

Then, he started going from my asshole to the tip of my clit, making me so hot and wet. I’d never felt that before. Hell, no man had ever licked my ass before. Since Jhene told the niggas to eat the booty like groceries, they were acting like it was okay now. He had me moaning and hissing like crazy and the more I did it, the freakier he got with his tongue. When he returned to my clit, he started licking it fast like a cat licking his milk. I couldn’t believe what this nigga was doing to me. What he had me feeling like, I had to look at him eat me. So, I leaned up a little and stared him right in his eyes. I messed up when I did that. He stuck his tongue into my pussy and started going in and out like he would do his finger, hitting my spot each time. Before I knew it, I was gripping my sheets, my legs were shaking, and I was creaming his tongue with my cum. He lapped up every bit of it.

“Damn, Kailani, cream my tongue then,” he said with a laugh before licking up every drop.

Fuck no penetration. I had to feel him — now! Sitting up weakly, I leaned down and kissed him for the first time. I sucked his lips as he fingered my clit. He stuck his tongue in my mouth. He tasted sweet as he twisted his tongue around with mine. I pulled his shirt over his head. He looked at me for a second. I didn’t think he believed what was happening between us. I didn’t either and I had to get him inside of me before I changed my mind. He stood up and took his pants off. His dick was right in my face after he took his boxers off. It was the prettiest penis I’d ever seen. He shaved. It was long and thick and it curved upward. I’d never given a man oral sex before, not even Courtney and I never even wanted to, but after what he’d just done to me, I had to repay him.

“You gone teach me how to please you?” I asked, wrapping my hands around his waist.

“Yes, baby. Do what feels natural,” he instructed.

I kissed his thighs lightly as he ran his fingers through my hair.

“Kailani…” he muttered.

I guess I was taking too long and it was driving him crazy. Looking up at him, I smiled before placing kisses on his head. Then, I began to lick it and tongue kiss it. I watched him close his eyes and fling his head back. Covering my teeth with my lips, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and licked the back of his dick with my tongue. When I went down as far as I could, I closed my mouth and sucked him up and down. I felt my mouth getting wet, but it wasn’t wet enough, so I took him out and spit on it before taking him into my mouth again. His grip on my hair got tighter as he let out a few grunts. Then, I took him into my hand and started sucking on his balls.

“Shit, Lani…” he moaned before pushing me off him.

I wasn’t ready to stop, though, so I moved his hands and did it again. He cupped my shoulders with his hands and tried to control my movement with his hands. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he pushed me off of him again and pushed me in the middle of my bed. I watched him crawl between my legs and just shook my head. He was so sexy and he didn’t even try to be.

“You gone let me inside?” he asked before kissing my forehead lightly.

I ran my fingers across his cheeks before nodding my head yes.

“Not just inside you physically, Bae, inside your heart and soul too.”

Biting my lip, I pulled him down to me for a kiss. “Yes, baby. I’m open. Come inside.”

He smiled before sitting up and pushing my legs towards my armpits. Looking down at me, he massaged my clit gently with the tip of his dick and almost made me cum again.

“Bishop…” I whined.

He slid the tip in and pushed it in and out, getting me used to the feel of it. I stroked his chest up and down as I felt myself getting wetter and wetter. He looked down at the connection between us and smiled. I was creaming him already. When I felt him hit my g-spot, I tried to close my legs. No man had ever made me cum before and to be honest, I was scared. He must have sensed it because he opened my legs wider and held them.

“I’ma need you to take this dick, Lani.”

“Okay…” I said, reluctantly.

He continued to pleasure the most sensitive part of me.

“Ummmm…” I moaned, feeling my climax build.

Then, he pushed all of himself inside of me. He went so deep inside me, I swear he reached my heart and connected him to me. As he pulled out, he went all the way to my opening with the tip of his head in only before he plunged back deep into me.

“Ohhhhh…” I was about to lose it. I felt my lips quiver. That had never happened before. He was going too slow. Too slow. He was torturing me. I got so hot on the inside. So wet.

“That’s right. Make that pussy talk to me. She mines now. Kailani, promise me that you won’t give my pussy to another man,” he said.

It was talking to him. I’d never heard it make sounds before. The hell was this nigga doing to me?

Leaning down on me, he kissed me deeply before burying his head in my pillow. He was trying not to moan, but I heard him and his heavy breathing.

“I won’t, baby. Don’t hide from me… Let me see you enjoy your pussy,” I spoke into his neck before licking and sucking it.

“Shit…” He moaned before raising back up.

He was fighting it hard. I guess he wanted to pay me back because he started rubbing on my g-spot with his head a few times and then he’d go deep. As I arched my back, I felt my legs shaking again. As my pussy vibrated against him, I heard him moan again as I came.

“You feel so good, Bishop… What are you doing to me?” I whispered with tears in my eyes.

He rolled over and let me get on top. I was a little apprehensive at first because I’d never ridden before, but when I found my rhythm, it came naturally. He was squeezing my hips and my breasts, looking up at me biting his lip, turning his face to the side, cursing under his breath. He was turning me on something serious. I didn’t think I could get any wetter, but I did and he couldn’t help but notice.

“Why you so wet?” he asked, struggling for breath as he lifted his knees towards my back.

I pushed them back down and started lifting myself higher, squeezing the tip of his dick with my walls before sliding back down. I was trying to torture him, but I ended up messing myself up because I was hitting my spot each time. Then, he messed around and licked his thumb and started massaging my clit. Each time I’d get to his head, he’d brush his thumb against my clit. All of a sudden, I felt this strong sensation to pee. My body began to shake uncontrollably and I came, squirting this clear liquid all over him.

“Fuck Kailani…” he moaned before thrusting up and into me deeper than he ever had before.

Turned him on so much that he came inside of me. When I knew he was done, I leaned down and kissed him and tried to roll off of him, but he didn’t let me. He held me there. We fell asleep with him still inside of me.