What About Us: A Crazy Love Story (6 page)

Chapter Six

Ja’nelle

I never knew until that moment

How bad it could hurt to lose

Something you never really had...

-The Wonder Years

“Excuse me?” It feels like my world is closing in, all around me. I know I that I didn’t hear what I just thought I heard.

“I said that we’re gonna have to stop meeting up, from now on. Me and your sister are about to get married in a month. We both decided to wait until we get married to have sex.”

“What about after the honeymoon? Can we pick back up where we left off?” I ask, as I take hold of his semi deflated piece of chocolate goodness.

I start to stroke it up and down, so that we can go another round.

“I think this is the end of the road for us, Ja’nelle. You’re pregnant by your husband and me and your sister will be married soon. Let’s focus our attention on them.”

He brushes my hand away from his now hard as a brick anaconda. My mouth is salivating for another dose of it.

“You can’t be serious, Jabari. We already talked about this. I promised to keep this between us, remember?”

I am almost pleading for him not to take his loving away from me.

“I am serious, Ja’nelle. I love Jazzlene and what we are doing is over. I think that we need to call it quits, while we’re ahead. Don’t you think?”

I walk closer to him and I look deeply into his eyes.

“I think that you are just nervous about the upcoming wedding. I promise, we will be just fine. Hasaan doesn’t suspect a thing, and neither does Jazzlene. Then the only other person, who knows anything about us, thinks that what we have is over.

So come over here and let me help you out with that,” I say, pointing down to his bricked up meat.

“You just don’t get it, Ja’nelle. I am not nervous. I just want to be faithful to my wife. We’ve gotta stop this sneaking around. We have been lucky not to get caught all of these years.” He steps into the bathroom that is located in our motel room. Then he turns on the water, so that it can get hot.

“You are right, Jabari. We have been extremely lucky and it is because of me and my ability to stay on top of things, that we haven’t got caught. Now you wanna take all of this away from me, because you’re getting married to Jazzlene?

Don’t be stupid! What female have you ever been with that made your toes curl like I do, Jabari?”

I drop to my knees and I began giving him the superb head that I know he loves so much.

He is already extremely hard, so it is nothing to take him deep inside of my mouth. I begin the pleasurable assault on my favorite piece of candy.

“Ssssh-shit, Nelle! You know that a nigga can’t say no to this bomb ass head.”

I grab his muscular ass, as I move his dick in and out of my mouth. I look up and then I wink my right eye at him. He is biting his bottom lip with his hands on his hips, and his head is shaking from side to side.

I begin stroking his shaft up and down, and in a round and round motion. I never stop sucking the big bulbous mushroom head. He starts throwing his dick to the back of my throat, like he was deep in his favorite wet pussy.

Spit is coming out the sides of my mouth and I know that Jabari loves every sloppy minute of it. Then I suddenly have to stop, so I can show him who runs this relationship.

“Why you stop? I was almost there, Nelle Baby,” Jabari asks me, sounding just like a crack head feening for his next hit.

“I was thinking about what you said, Jabari. I think you are right about us calling it quits. I would hate for Jazzlene to find out about what we have going on. And God forbid Hasaan finds out, he will surely kill us both.”

I am now rushing around the room, trying to locate all of my belongings so that I can go into the bathroom.

“Hell naw, Nelle! You can’t just leave a nigga on swole, like this.”

I run into the bathroom and then I jump in the shower. If I know Jabari like I think I do, then he will be in here in three, two, one.”

“You know that you’re wrong for taking them juicy lips away from me like that,” He says, suddenly pulling the shower curtain back.

“I’m just agreeing with you, Jabari. I need to get going. Jazzlene wants me to go with her to get the gifts for the gift baskets.”

“You’re not leaving outta here, until you finish what we started,” He demands, as he steps into the shower with me.

“Jabari, I’m not for the mind games. Less than five minutes ago, you were ending this relationship, or as I would like to call it, sexationship.”

“I don’t really wanna end this shit, Ma. But I gotta do what’s right. Can’t you understand what I’m saying?” Jabari asks me, as he washes my back.

“I understand exactly what you are saying. So please let me finish my shower, alone Jabari!” I am hurt, but I’m not gonna show it. I know that he will be back. He is still standing behind me and I am trying to hold the tears, threatening to fall from my eyes.

“I am in love with Jazzlene, but I love you too, Ja’nelle. You don’t understand how hard it is for me to let you go. I wish that things can be like they are now forever. But you and I both know that shit doesn’t always go so smooth. I just don’t know what to do.”

“You can fuck me like it is the last time, then whatever happens once we leave outta this room, just happens. I love you, Jabari. I know that I’m married but I don’t love him, like I love you.

I can see how much you love Jazzlene. It hurts me to my core to know that you are actually going to marry her, after telling me that you weren’t ready to settle down. But I’m still here, because there is no place I’d rather be.

Please don’t leave me, Jabari. I promise to play my position. You don’t have to worry about me telling Jazzy anything about what we do. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I love my sister and I don’t want her to hurt.”

I am now crying my eyes out, because I can’t hold my emotions back. Once I look into his eyes, he puts both hands on either side of my face and he uses his thumbs to wipe away my tears.

“Dammit, Ja’nelle! Why are we in this mess? Do you promise that you will never tell your sister about what we do?”

“I haven’t told her yet! I promise to never open my mouth, Jabari. I would rather have a piece of you, than nothing at all.”

And then it happens. For the first time since he and my sister have been together, he says those three magical words.

“I love you, Ja’nelle.”

He kisses me way more passionately, than he has ever done before. Then he pushes my body, up against the shower wall. I wrap my legs around his waist, as we continue to kiss and grope all over each other.

“I love you too, Jabari. Make love to me, Baby. Please!”

We rush out of the shower and then we jump into the already destroyed bed. We don’t even use protection this time, because I am already pregnant.

“My God, Ja’nelle! What are you doing to me?” Jabari moans out, as his eyes roll into the back of his head.

I am on top, enjoying the ride. Every time that I rise up, I make my pussy muscles contract, like I am doing kegel exercises. I wound my midsection and grind on every beautiful inch of Jabari’s love tool.

His hands are roaming over my breasts, down to my hips and finally they rest on my nice big ass. He is massaging and squeezing it and I am in heaven.

“I’m just trying to make you feel good, Daddy. Enjoy the ride. I go into over drive, as I throw my hips up and down on his glorious stick.

I don’t waste any time turning around, so that he can see his favorite asset on my body. I switch to the froggy-style position, facing his feet and popping my ass all over his dick. I watch his toes open and close. That lets me know that I am doing a fabulous job.

“Look at this beautiful ass. You promise, I can have it anytime and anyplace, Nelle?” He moans.

“I promise, Daddy! Oh shit, Daddy, I’m about to cum!” He starts lifting his hips, so that he can match my movements. I am cumming hard and it is making a big mess, because I am squirting all over the bed. I roll off of him, once I get mine. I am now ready to tap out!

“We not finished, Baby. You wanted this dick, so you’d better take all of it!”

Jabari rolls me over on my stomach, and then he grabs both of my arms. He then pulls them behind me and enters my still very sensitive, dripping wet pussy from the back.

“Ahhhhhhhhh shit! You feel so good inside of me!”

Even though I am spent, I still am throwing my pussy and ass back at him. It’s just like I know that he likes it.

“You love this dick?”

He lets go of my arms and then he slaps both of my ass cheeks.

“It’s alright,” I say, knowing that he is gonna really start punishing my pussy now.

“It’s alright? Well let me make you fall in love with this dick then!”

He goes into overdrive, pounding away at my pussy. I am cumming so hard that I can no longer feel my legs.

“Tell me you love Daddy’s dick!”

I can’t believe that I am still squirting. I have never squirted like this before in my life.

“I love every inch of you, Jabari. Please don’t take it away from me!”

“I’m about to cum! Ah shittttt, Ja’nelle! You’ve got my fucking head gone girl!” Jabari screams, as he fills me up with every drop of his baby batter. He then rolls off of me, while I stretch my body out next to him.

After we catch our breath, I scoot closer to him and he wraps his arms around me.

“I don’t know what I’m gonna do with you, Ja’nelle.”

He looks at me and then he shakes his head, giving me his signature sexy half smile.

“I’m sure we can come up with something. But right now, I’ve gotta get outta here. I know that Jazzy is pissed because I’m late.”

I grab my cell and then I call Jazzy.

“Nelle, where are you? We were supposed to meet up at Tuesday Morning, ten minutes ago.”

“I’m sorry; I had a meeting that ran later than I expected for it to. But I’ll be there in ten minutes. Look around, until I get there.”

“I’m gonna run over to Menchies. Hopefully you will be here, by the time I get back.”

I can tell she is pissed and I am honestly sorry. However, I had to do what I had to do. Loosing Jabari and his perfect piece of man meat simply isn’t an option. Besides, he will be mine before it is all said and done anyway.

I will be the mother of his first child. There is no way that he will turn his back on me, once he realizes that the baby I’m carrying is his and not Hasaan’s.

“Okay... grab me some strawberry yogurt with pineapples, crushed nuts, and chocolate sauce, please.”

“That sounds good. I think I’ll get me some too. Hurry up, Nelle! I gotta meet Jabari and his Mama for dinner tonight. Lord knows, I really don’t want to. His mother doesn’t really care for me too much. I don’t understand why.”

Jazzy has a problem with wanting everyone to like her. I say fuck that old bitch. She is marrying Jabari, not her ass.

“I wouldn’t think too much of it. You did say that it was just the two of them, for all these years. I’m sure that she just has to get used to the idea of her son getting married.”

I finish my hoe bath and now I’m putting on my clothes. Jabari walks in behind me and is squeezing my ass. Of course, I back it up on him.

“I know that you are probably right. I just hate that she doesn’t like me. I should bring your ass with me to dinner tonight. That way, you can be my buffer. Would you go out to dinner with us? You can even bring Hasaan.”

“I don’t know, Jazzy. Let me think on it some. Hasaan is out of town at some damn barber convention in Detroit. I gotta find a sitter for Imanie, if I should decide to go.”

“If you promise to go, then I will find a sitter for my niece and pay for your dinner. Come on Nelle, please!”

“You know that I can’t turn your begging ass down. I will go, but only on one condition.”

“Anything Nelle; I’ll do whatever you want.”

“I want this pair of Chanel sunglasses. They cost a grip, but with your balling ass fiancé can afford them, I’m sure.”

“We can go and get them, just as soon as we finish here. I love you so much, Nelle. Hurry up!”

She hangs up the phone in my face.

“I gotta go Jabari, but I’ll see you later on at dinner.”

I kiss his lips and then I try to pull away. Only he pulls me back in to deepen the kiss, grabbing two handfuls of my ass.

“You are going to dinner with us tonight?” He asks, tying his space jam Jordans up.

“Yes I am, because your fiancé says that your mother doesn’t like her and that she isn’t even trying to hide it. You need to check yo’ Mama, Jabari or I will tonight. And you already know that I don’t play about my family,” I warn him, as we leave out of the room at the American Motel on Euclid Ave.

“Picture that!” He says, while hitting the locks on his car.

“Picture what?” I ask, with my hands perched on my hips.

“Picture you really giving a fuck about Jazzlene. You are fucking her fiancé.”