Love Will Lead You Back (4 page)

"What do you mean?" He sat with his elbows on his knees. When he bit down on his lip, I had to close my legs to make sure nothing slid down from what just leaked out.

"I work a lot. A whole lot. I want a man I can come home to that will rub my feet or back. Ask me how my day was or take a bath with me. I want the romantic dinners and getaways without having to pay for everything."

"You shouldn't pay for your own shit anyway."

"Yea, when you go on vacations on your own, who else is going to?" He came and sat by me on the couch. He put my feet on his lap that were covered by my slippers socks and started rubbing them.

"Ooooh, that feels good." I moaned with my head back when he did it. After about ten minutes, he stopped and pulled me closer to him. Our faces were close, and I felt his breath on mine.

"What y'all in here doing?" B said. We jumped back like we were caught by one of our parents.

              "Nothing." I moved my feet off his lap and sat up.

"The question is what were you doing?" I pointed to the hickey on Monty’s neck.

"Oh shit, Monty, I'm sorry. I did not do that on purpose." Burgundy chuckled as she said it.

"It's ok, Ma. Relax. I'm not with anyone." My sister giggled like a damn teenager.

"Well, ok then. I'm going to bed. Chase and Monty, are you two staying here?"

"I'm cool with that."

"Ok, Chase, I'll show you to one of the extra bedrooms. I'll let them two decide where he's staying." We both shook our head laughing.

"This is one of the extra rooms. The bathroom is right here. There are extra towels in this closet and anything else you need."

"Stay with me." He grabbed my hand.

"I don't know you like that."

"Well, at least stay here until I get finished in the shower. I want to finish our conversation." He went out to his car and came back with a gym bag. I sat on the bed flipping through channels when he walked out the shower dripping wet with just a towel.

"Spring, can I get another towel?" I licked my lips causing him to smile.

"I can take this one off then and use it to dry off."

I stood right there and watched him remove the towel from his waist. My mouth was gapped open when I saw what he was working with. It was at least nine or ten inches long and pretty damn thick.

"If you're going to stare, at least hand me my bag." I was able to tear my eyes away and passed it to him.

"I like what I see before you ask." He put his boxers and shorts on. The tattoos he had covered his entire chest and back.

"I'm glad."

"You going to let me taste it or what?"

"Hell no. Your dick looks real good. Good enough to eat, but it ain't going down like that. I'll get myself off before I let some random nigga slide up in here. Nice try though." I stood to my feet and went to the door. He swiftly turned me around and threw his tongue down my throat. I tried to push him off, but I gave up after his fingers found their way inside me.

"Say it." He whispered in my ear. I was about to cum.

"Say what? Fuck."

"Say what you really want."

"No."

"Say it Spring." I was panting hard and about to release on him.

"Shit Chase. I want you dammit. Fuck." I moaned out and came all over his hand. He gave me two more before he caught my body that was sliding down the wall. He carried me over to the bed and pulled the covers up.

"I haven't been inside of you yet but going off the way you taste, that's my pussy from here on out. Do you hear me?" He rolled me over to look at him.

"Yea." I cuddled up under his arm and was sleep within minutes. I haven't had a man touch me in over a year, and the first time one does, I'm down for the count. He can talk all the shit he wants; I'm still not fucking him… yet.

Monty

I had been avoiding Yolanda's ass ever since that day at the park. B let her have it without showing out, and that alone, made me want her more. I was feeling like Chase and getting tired of the rowdy chicks. I needed a woman to settle down with and have my kids. I was hoping that it would be B, but only time will tell.

I had been kicking it with her now for about a month and still hadn't slept with her. We almost took it there that night at the bbq. It wasn't that I didn't want to; it just wasn't the right time. B and I weren't exclusive. She was free to do whom she wanted, even though I would be pissed about it.

She and I were going to some comedy club up North with her sister, Chase, and the other MMN guys. Hitta’s girlfriend, Andrea, wanted to meet the twins since she claimed to have heard about them. I wore Prada everything, and she wore a black Alexander McQueen knee-length dress, and some shoes to match. No matter what she wore, she always stood out.

"You look good, baby." I told her when she came down the steps. The way she licked her lips let me know she approved my outfit. Spring came down after her, and my boy Chase was drooling. I can't even tell you what she wore, because I couldn't keep my eyes or hands off B.

The ride to the comedy club was comical. Chase and Spring drove with us while everyone else met up there. We sat in one of the balcony areas so we could be away from everyone else.

"What's up B? Are you ready to make this official or what?"

"I would love to, Monty, but you're still sleeping with the jump off." She moved herself to sit back in her own seat. I couldn't say anything, because she was right. I was staying away from Yolanda, but if I wanted to fuck, that's who I called. I wasn't that type of dude to hide shit.

"Y'all ready." I asked everyone when the last act left the stage. B tried to grab my hand on the way out, and I pulled it away. I was being childish, but so what. She should've just told me yes and not worry about no other bitch.

“Are you coming in?” She asked when we pulled up. She leaned in to give me a kiss and I turned my head. Chase was spending the night, but I needed to get out of there.

"Nah, I'm good. B I think we should take a break." She let her head fall back and chuckled.

"You serious, Monty?" I took a pull of the blunt and blew the smoke out the window. She stood outside my car and smiled.

"Ok, Monty, if that's what you want. But get this, when you see another nigga on my arm, don't trip."

"What you just say?" I opened the door and went behind her.

"You want to sit here mad, because I know you're still sleeping with her. I'm not going to stand here and say I'm not feeling you, because I am, but I know my worth, and I'm not going to allow you to make me settle for you to have a side chick."

"You're right. I wouldn't keep a side chick if I had you because you are worth more than that."

"Then why still sleep with her?"

"Why not? We're not fucking." I saw the disgusted look on her face.

"You and I decided to take it slow. Not just me. Yet you go out and sleep with someone else until I give you some. Would you like if I was fucking someone on the side until our time came?"

"B, I'm not going to waste my breath answering that. I better not hear about you with anyone else."

"Bye, Monty. I think you smoked too much saying some bullshit like that." I backed her up against the front door and slid my hand under her dress with my face in her neck. I sucked on her neck like it was her tongue.

"This right here is mine, B." I rubbed my thumb on her clit; feeling her pearl get hard, and the moaning she was doing had my dick standing at attention.

"Monty, make me cum."

"You sure that's what you want?"

"Yes, oh shitttt." I wanted to get on my knees and finish, but we were standing on her front porch. She pulled my fingers to her mouth and sucked on her own juices.

"How are you going to suck all of it?"

"Monty, those are my juices. I thank you for giving me that nut, but you don't deserve to taste this. Goodnight." She stepped in and closed the door. I thought about banging on it but went to my car and called up Yolanda. I needed a release after that. I tried to smell my fingers and get a small taste, but B didn't leave anything for me. I couldn't do shit but laugh; I never had a woman play me out like that.

*****

Chase and I were on our way down to Tennessee to check on our new business venture. We didn't tell too many people about it. The first two days were good, but listening to Chase and Spring on the phone had me missing B. I thought about sending her a text, but my pride wouldn't let me. She played me out by not wanting to be my girl then sucking her juices off.

I stepped off the plane, and my phone started going off right away. The picture messages were from Yolanda, which meant they were probably pussy shots. Instead, they were photos of B having lunch or dinner with some dude. I knew she sent them to prove her so-called love for me. Yolanda and I were good with just sleeping together, but the minute she saw me interested in B, all of a sudden she was in love.

"Look at this." Chase just shook his head.

"How you going to be mad bro when you just fucked ole girl down in Tennessee?" I hated when he stated the obvious.

"So, she doesn't know that." We both had to laugh.

"Just leave her alone until you're ready to be with just her."

"Nah, I need to fuck B first."

"Listen to you, acting like she a jump off. Monty, I know you're in your feelings about seeing those pictures, but you know just like I do that she is where you want to be. Hell, where you need to be to calm your ass down."

"Whatever man. Once I sample the pussy, I'll be fine." Hitta picked us up, and we hit the parkway.

"Listen y'all; I think something is up with Javon."

"Why you say that?" I asked rolling the blunt.

"Ever since that day we left the BBQ at shorty’s house, he was on some dumb shit, talking about how stuck up they are and somebody needs to bring them down a notch." I could see Chase fuming in the back seat. Now that he and Spring made it official, he wasn't about to let anything happen to her.

"I think it's just him talking because he still mad Chase’s girl embarrassed him."

"I thought he was over that?" I blew the smoke out the window.

"Hell no. He can play like he is, but he's not. Anyway, keep that between us; I want to see what else he's doing. Dude is moving funny, and I have someone watching him." Hitta was the next closest thing to us, so I knew what he was speaking was the truth.

"Chase, give me a few days before you say anything." We both looked back at him. This nigga looked like he had steam coming out his ears. "Chase, did you hear me? Chase?!" I yelled making him look up.

"Yea, I heard you. He has one time to fuck with her, and it’s lights out."

"Damn nigga, we get it. You sitting back there all in love and shit." That made him laugh. We cracked jokes on each other the whole way back. I thought about calling Yolanda's ass, but I had to think about what I wanted to do with B first.

Chase

Monty had me going over to some chick house for a BBQ. He told me she was the identical twin of the chick he was seeing but with gray eyes. Shorty was bad, but she talked a lot of shit. I allowed her to talk mad shit, but when I had her cumming back to back, all that went out the window. I tasted her on my fingers, and it was like no other. I couldn’t even compare it to anything, but I did know I wanted more.

I woke up before her and left the house. I wasn't trying to sleep there, and we had just met. Most dudes could care less about that, but I wasn't that nigga. I respected her more when she told me flat out I wasn't getting any. All the women I dealt with gave it up on the first night or gave me head. Spring and I have been getting close since that day. I stayed the night but had to bounce early to handle some business.

"Yo, how you just going to leave a nigga?" Monty said closing the door.

"My bad bro. I knew you were in good hands." I chuckled, passing him the blunt. He stopped by tonight to try and beat me on this Madden game.

"Yea, aight. Let me find out you hit it and left."

"As much as I want to say I did, it didn't happen yet." Monty gave me a crazy look.

"I wanted to but she wasn't with it. I'm glad, though; I would've hated to bust that ass and kept it moving."

"Yea. Those are some badass chicks."

"What's up with you and B? Did you hit it?" This was the stuff he and I talked about privately. We never discussed our women or sex we had with anyone else."

"Nah. Don't get me wrong; when she gets out the shower and comes out wet, I’m ready. She stops me right before it gets too heated. I wasn't even mad, because I know Yolanda is sitting by her phone waiting."

"You funny as hell."

"Come on, Chase. You know I love fucking. I think I'm a nympho." He fell out laughing on the couch. "I'm serious man. I need to get my dick wet at least once a day."

"So you fuck Yolanda every day?"

"Her or whoever else I call. I do need a variety bro." I shook my head at how crazy my dude was.