Authors: Candace Mumford
Tags: #ms.bam, #african-american romance, #candace mumford, #african-american fiction, #urban romance, #urban fiction
“ I don't want to disappoint you Terrence, I know you're used to women with experience...,”
“ The only woman I want to be with is you. The only woman I'm thinking about is the one I married.” Terrence said kissing my neck. I could feel my body sag and relax against his broad chest.
Slowly, methodically, Terrence began kissing and nibbling on the sensitive flesh along my neckline. At the same time he raised me up so I was now sitting on his lap. Under the water his strong hands circled my waist and spread my thighs wide as he moved his hips, thrusting the shaft of his dick up against my swollen,needy pussy . I could feel Terrence snaking his dick inside me but he was so thick he was meeting resistance .I spread my legs a bit wider so that I could take more of him inside of me and whimpered at the sharp pain.
“ It's okay baby, this is going to turn into a good kind of hurt. Just relax and breath. After this your pussy is going to mold to my dick.” Terrence whispered into my ear his voice ragged with need. From behind with one slow swift motion he pierced me by inch with the rest of his thick length. Terrence picked up the pace as I moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure, Terrence held my hips from behind and guided me along the length of his dick my own wetness and the warm water relaxed my muscles so that the pain was minimal, his hands caressing my breasts was an additional distraction.
Terrence pulled out of me and stood up.
“ Come on.” he said leading me to his large bed where I spread my legs and welcomed him again. The following morning I laid there exhausted. It felt like Terrence had worked over every muscle in my body. Twice.
DAMN! I guess there was something to be said for having sex with a man fresh out of jail.
We'd gone three more rounds during the night, Id barely slept a wink. I turned to look at Terrence who was knocked out with his heavily muscled arm sprawled across my chest. I eased myself from under him and slid out of the bed. Standing and stretching my sore body I made my way into the shower. I stood under the steaming water,flashbacks of the last few hours flooding my mind. I can't believe this! I'm actually married?
When I'd gone through with the marriage yes I knew in the eyes of the law I was married but he was here now. I could, touch him, talk to him anytime I wanted to along with a hundred other tiny details I'd never given much thought to. We'd cultivated a relationship through phone calls and weekend visits but would the connection I felt we had translate into every day life? We'd definitely connected sexually. Our marriage had finally been consummated but we'd need more than that in order to make this marriage last that's for sure.
I turned off the shower and went about getting dressed as quietly as possible. Terrence had spoiled me rotten the entire night with dinner served amongst other things. So before I got ready to leave for classes this morning I wanted to spoil him with breakfast in bed. What I really wanted to do was throw the rest of my weekend away and crawl back into the bed with my husband but I knew that was impossible. Terrence tried to coax me into at least staying home today but I had too much to do. We discussed what he wanted to do for work and Terrence was still pretty tight lipped about it. I definitely didn't want to make him feel as if I was pressuring him. Especially since he'd been taking care of me financially since the day we'd married. Even from behind bars. But I knew that even though he may have been out of jail,Terrence still had a year of probation to complete until he was completely in the clear. I didn't want anything messing that up for him. For us. I had no idea exactly how much money he had but looking around Terrence's condominium, it was evident he had plenty. I still needed to know what his plans were. The last thing I want is to be caught up in anything Terrence had going on in his past. I want all that to stay right there. In the past.
Terrence stirred in the bed but didn't wake. I grabbed my cell phone,closed the door slightly and made my way down the hall to the kitchen. What in the hell? Ten missed calls from Tamera. What in the world does she have to talk about so bad? I pressed the number to call her back.
“ It's about time you answer your phone! I've called you about twenty times since last night!” Tamera huffed into the phone having picked up on the first ring.
“ Stop lying. You called ten times not twenty I can see it on my caller I.D. Fool.” I said laughing.
“ Well it seemed like twenty! Where's my brother?”
“ Knocked out girl. I'm going to get him up soon. I'm about to whip him up a little breakfast.”
“ Look at your ass over there all domesticated and shit.”
“ Well I actually do know how to cook you know. I just never really had a reason too. Now I do.” I said smiling. “ I'll have him call you as soon as he gets up.”
“ Please do because we have some family business to discuss. I really need him to come over this evening.” Tamera said suddenly serious.
“ Okay. I'll have him call you as soon as he's gets up. So are you doing any work on your project today? I know it's the weekend and we all need a break, I just feel like I can't take a day off until after this show is done. I'm meeting my two models today. This weekend was the only time they were available for fittings and everything.” Worry creeping into my voice. I was one of the top students in my class, all of my teachers were positive they'd see my designs on the runways soon. I was ecstatic over the reviews my designs had received thus far but I didn't want to take anything for granted. My class was full of talented designers all of whom had a chance to wow potential buyers at the Parsons grand finale fashion show. The graduating class put the show on every year comprised of the outgoing classes designs.
“ Dana if I'm relaxing this weekend, surely you can. You have this show in the bag. Honestly I think you're over-thinking the designs.” Tamera said exasperated by the entire topic. All Dana talked about was this damn fashion show as if she had anything to worry about. Personally she'd been questioning her decision . Design was highly competitive. Maybe she'd extend another year and get another major under her belt?
“ Okay Dana I'll talk to you later.”
“ Bye Tamera.”
I hung up the phone a little disturbed. Tamera made a point to say she had family business to discuss with Terrence...didn't Tamera realize I was family now too? This heffa acts like she can't even relay the damn message to me. Maybe I'm just over analyzing the whole thing. I spent the next half hour preparing homemade french toast,eggs and bacon for my husband. Once it was all complete,I began plating all of the steaming hot food on plates.
* * * *
I
was awakened by the smell of bacon wafting up the stairs. My wife is in the kitchen cooking and the sex last night was just...damn! It was well worth the wait,I thought smiling as I finished brushing my teeth and washing my face.
“ Baby come eat! I was trying to surprise you.” Dana said smiling as she set the tray on the bed.
“ Shit, you know bacon can wake a damn vegetarian up out of their sleep.” I said leaning down to kiss her lips and sitting on the bed.
“ Thank you baby this looks good.”I said dipping a thick piece of french toast into the thick maple syrup and stuffing my mouth.
“ It's the least I could do. You've been so good to me Terrence. I owe everything to you right now” Dana said gazing at me. “ Anyway, eat up. I did this for you. I never pay this much attention to my meals when it's just me.”
“ Damn girl, I hope you ready to change that. I mean I ain't trying to have you in the kitchen all the time but a brotha like me does like a home cooked meal every now and then.”
“ So do I! You better know how to get in here and cook for me too.”Dana smiled, “ Tamera called not too long ago she said she needs to talk to you about some family business. I told her I'd tell you as soon as you woke up.”
“ Well what is it?”
“ I don't know. She said family business.”
“ You're my wife Dana, you are family. You're my business and I'm yours. When you want to know something baby feel free to ask. I don't have any secrets from you. Are there things we just haven't discussed due to our circumstances? Yes. Secrets no. I'll call her though. I know my sister and I'm sure it's nothing as dramatic as she's making it out to be.” I said reaching for my phone and placing it on speaker.
“ I'll get dressed while you talk.”
“ Stay right here.” I said motioning for Dana to sit down.
“ Hey big brother!” Tamera said excitedly.
“ Hey what's up? Dana just told me you called. What's up?”
“ Well I just wanted to know when you were coming by? I wanted to call mom so we can all get together as a family. I also wanted to talk to you about this property I saw online in Manhattan. I figure if you just pay a year upfront with my half of the rent it I should be good...,”
“ Hold on now, who told you I was paying some rent in Manhattan? I don't even know what you're talking about?”
“ Well Dana and I planned on moving to Manhattan after graduation so I've been looking for places. You cover the rent for me here so what's the difference with you paying it in Manhattan?” Tamera asked attitude creeping into her voice.
I ran my hand over my face and cocked my eyebrow as I turned to look at Dana.
When the fuck was my wife going to tell me she was moving to Manhattan?
“ Well my wife and I need to discuss this move. But whether she decides to go through with a move or not, I have no intentions of continuing to support you...or mom. This is actually what I was going to talk to you and mom about in person, but since it's come up, I don't have a problem addressing the situation now. I did as much for you as I could to help you get through school. Next week when you walk across that stage with your diploma, I'm done. It's time for you to stand on your own two feet baby sister.”
“ What? How am I supposed to take care of myself Terrence?”
“ The same way everyone else does. Your ass need to get a damn job. Stop all that damn shopping. My lifestyle is changing and I'm not going to be supporting two and three households. I'm going to support one for a change. My own.”
Even though they were married,Dana couldn't help but feel uncomfortable listening to the exchange going on between Terrence and Tamera.
“ You would have never said this to me months ago. It seems like every since you did this fake marriage with Dana you've been cutting me off. It was just a suspicion before but I see it's true.”
“ Tamera, I've been telling you since I got locked up that once I was out, things were going to change...and what's this I hear about you seeing Cordell? The same nigga I got locked up behind you fuckin' with? You gaping your leg open for a nigga that was stalking you? Putting his damn hands on you? Or was that just some shit you lied and told me? Since you obviously ain't scared of the niggas dick.” I yelled.
“ Oh is that what this is about? Cordell? Why is Dana over there telling my business anyways? She needs to mind her own goddamn business. If it wasn't for me she wouldn't even be graduating next week. Broke ass.”
As mad as I was at her I couldn't help but laugh.
“ If it wasn't for me,
your
ass wouldn't be graduating next week. So who you calling broke? You ain't in no better position that she was. I suspect you still ain't from the bank notices and fees. I've been looking at that shit and paying fees for the last two years every time my lawyer brought my personal mail for me to look at. So I suggest you shut your fuckin' mouth talking about my wife.” I said. I knew my voice was so calm it was scary.
“ Okay then Terrence. When are you coming over so I can make sure mama is here?” Tamera said suddenly sounding meek. I knew that shit was fake as hell. Tamera is my sister but I know she's as ratchet as they come even though I'd tried to shield her as much as I could.
“ She don't come home every night?”
“ No. You know she still hang out with Mr. Curtis and all her other drinking buddies.”
“ Ummhmm. Make sure she's there. It's a whole lot of shit about to change in that house. If you think it may take you a minute to find work, I have a solution for you so it's not that big of a deal but we'll go over the details when I see you.” I said before hanging up.
* * * *
G
oddamn this nigga taste good!
I thought to myself as I took Cordell's dick so deep down my throat his long,slim dick was touching my tonsils.
“ Take this dick bitch.” Cordell said shoving his dick aggressively down my throat. I began to choke a little and grabbed his hips to pull back. Cordell yanked my head back and tears smarted my eyes. What the hell was he doing? Cordell pulled his dick out of my mouth slapped me across the face with his long dick and flipped me over on my stomach. Cordell drew my hips up and shoved his dick inside me. I took it like a champ. Cordell liked it rough sometimes and I didn't want him to think I was complaining. The minute a nigga thought you were complaining he started looking for the next bitch who was willing to give him what he wanted. Besides, I wanted Cordell in a good mood because I had to talk to him about Terrence.
I walked into my bedroom after taking a shower and Cordell was in the bed smoking a blunt.
“ Baby we need to talk.”
“ Oh yeah? About what?” Cordell asked through a thick haze of smoke. I took the blunt from him a took a few tokes of it myself. I needed something to calm my nerves after all the shit Terrence said earlier and now Cordell.
“ Well I already told you Terrence came home early so you know what that mean....,”
Cordell sat up straight in the bed.
“ No, what the fuck does it mean Tamera? Look don't start no shit with me today. I ain't in the mood.” he said cutting his eyes at me.
I know I don't detect an attitude in this niggas voice?
“ It means you need to find you somewhere to stay...today. Terrence is going to be coming over here and he can not find you here. That messes shit up for me. Besides it ain't like you live here. Just pack your stuff up and take it back over to your mama's house!” I said crossing my arms.