What Ya Girl Won't Do (13 page)

“For real?” Eli asked uncaringly.

“Okay, now what was we talkin' about before we got interrupted?” Kylee said, trying to switch the subject.

“I don't remember,” Eli said, with a slight attitude, but not enough to mess up his night.

“Oh yeah, we was talkin' about Jamaica,” Kylee said, remembering, trying to gloss over what had just taken place with Tony showing up unexpectedly.

Eli looked over at Kylee and smiled before shaking his head. Even though he wanted to keep an attitude with her, he just couldn't. She was just too cute for him to stay mad at.

After laughing and talking while listening to the band do their thing, Eli and Kylee agreed to call it a night. He paid the bill and left the waitress a fifty dollar tip before heading out to his car.

 

Eli pulled up in front of Kylee's condo and looked over at her. “Thanks for entertaining me.” He smiled.

“Clowns entertain,” Kylee said smartly.

“Yeah, okay.” Eli laughed.

“Thanks again for everything,” Kylee said.

“You're more than welcome, ma. Let me get you in the house, it's gettin' late,” Eli said.

Kylee hoped and prayed that Eli would turn off the engine this time before walking her to the door.

Eli turned off the engine, opened the door, and walked around to the passenger's side.

Thank you, Jesus,
she thought as they headed up the walk.

Kylee quickly dug her keys out of her handbag, unlocked the door, and stepped in. Eli stepped in behind her.

“I'ma call you tomorrow, okay?” Eli said.

Kylee's heart sank. The last thing she wanted was for Eli to leave.

“Okay,” she said sullenly.

“Why you sound so sad?” Eli asked.

“I don't know,” Kylee said, not wanting him to know how pressed she was to sleep with him.

Eli walked over closer to Kylee. “Can I get a kiss before I go?”

“Yep,” Kylee said.

Eli leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Kylee's chocolate cave instantly got wet.

“Did I tell you how good you look in that suit?” Eli asked, stepping back.

Kylee cracked up laughing. “Yes, Eli, you did, several times.”

“Well, since I didn't get to see you put it on, is it okay if I can watch you take it off?” he asked jokingly.

Kylee didn't hesitate. She was not about to pass up this chance. She dropped her handbag on the floor and began getting undressed right there in the foyer.

Eli thought she was just playing at first but the more she took off the more he knew that shit was about to get real. He watched closely as she stripped off every piece of clothing she had on.

“Do I look good in my birthday suit, too?”

Eli's pipe stood stretched out like the Golden Gate Bridge. He could not believe he had one of the coldest chicks he'd ever laid eyes on standing buck-ass naked right in front of him.

“Got-damn,” was all Eli could say at that point in time.

“I'll take that as a yes.” She smiled.

Eli couldn't take his eyes off the cold piece of work. He scoped her out from head to toe. She was perfect in every way.

There was an awkward silence between the two. Kylee knew in order to have the night end the way she wanted it to, she had to take charge and quick. She wasn't used to being the aggressive one, but in this situation she had no choice. She grabbed Eli by the hand and led him upstairs to her bedroom and he followed with no hesitation. Once she got in the room she turned on the light.

Eli began undressing. He couldn't help himself. As much as he wanted to refrain from fucking Kylee, the head in his pants had a mind of its own. Kylee walked over and touched Eli's chest, which sent a chill down his spine. He leaned down and they began kissing like tomorrow was about to end. Their lips stayed locked as they walked over to the bed. Kylee climbed in with Eli behind her. He began kissing her neck and worked his way down her stomach and stopped. Eli sat up on his knees and looked down at Kylee.

“Turn over,” he demanded.

Kylee turned over on her stomach. Eli stared down at Kylee for a brief second. He loved the tattoo of her name on her lower back. Loving the sight, Eli started at the nape of her neck and worked his way down her spine with his tongue. Kylee's body shook like she had Parkinson's. Every time his tongue made contact with her body, she shook uncontrollably. When Eli got to her lower back, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up on all fours. He scooted back some, took his hands and spread her legs. He planted soft kisses on her ass, one cheek at a time before his tongue worked its way to her secret garden. Kylee went berserk. She had never had a man take his time to eat her from the back. She was turned on big time. She held on to the sheets so tight, her fingers began to cramp. She tried her best to hold off on cumming, but it was no use, Eli had all the control. Eli tried to catch all her juices streaming out of her chocolate cave. Wasting no time, he flipped Kylee over on her back. He placed the head of his pipe in her opening. Eli knew what he was doing was wrong, he was a married man, but there was no turning back, not now. He was at a point of no return; he figured he might as well finish what he started. Eli still never fully entered Kylee, he just sat there staring down at her with the tip of his manhood inside of her. Kylee couldn't take it anymore; she lifted her backside off the bed, needing to feel Eli inside of her. While still in the air, Eli thrashed down, make her fall back on the bed and that was all he wrote. Eli began putting in work. Kylee was so used to putting it down in the bed, but she had nothing on Eli. She would never admit to it, but he was the best she'd ever had. Just when she was about to cum, Eli stopped and climbed out of bed.

Kylee looked at him like he was crazy.

“Come here,” he said, as sweat poured down his face.

Kylee slowly climbed out of bed. She didn't know what Eli had planned, but she was ready.

Eli turned her around and bent her over before placing his package inside her warm cave. He moved a few times, before pulling her hands behind her back.

“You not about to do what I think you about to do are you?” Kylee asked.

“Just trust me,” he said. Eli began fucking Kylee from the back while holding on to her wrist. Kylee had no control as he pounded her like pavement, pulling her toward him with each thrust. Kylee was loving every minute of it; she could feel every inch of him inside of her.

“Eli, I'm cummin',” she said, wanting him to let go of her wrist.

“Cum for me, baby,” he said as he continued pounding her back out.

“Oh my goodness, Eli, please stop and let me cum.”

“Cum, I'ma cum wit' you,” he panted.

“You promise,” she whined.

“I promise,” he said, pounding even harder. After a few more strokes, Eli let out a roar that sounded like a lion and busted a good one all up in Kylee. Kylee squealed as she came with him.

Eli let go of Kylee's wrists, wiped the sweat from his face, and smiled at the work he'd just put in.

“Damn,” Kylee said, standing upright.

“What?” he inquired.

“Nothin',” she said, worn out and completely satisfied as she walked over to the bed and climbed in.

“I put it down like a true champ, ma,” Eli bragged while laughing.

Kylee closed her eyes and shook her head yes while trying to steady her breathing. “You leavin'?” she asked, hoping his answer would be no.

“Yeah, I'ma go, but I will be back tomorrow,” he said.

“Okay,” she said sadly.

“I'ma take a quick shower if you don't mind.”

“Go ahead; the towels are in the linen closet in the bathroom. And if I'm 'sleep when you get out, can you lock the door behind you?” she asked, barely keeping her eyes open.

“I got'chu, ma.” Eli smiled before walking into the bathroom.

He grabbed a towel out of the linen closet and turned the controllers on the wall and watched as the shower came on. Water shot out of three different jets. Eli stepped in and let the water from the rain shower pour down on his head as the side jets massaged his body. He couldn't believe he'd just slept with Kylee. Even though he didn't love Tionna, the entire time they'd been married he'd never cheated on her until tonight. Not that he didn't want to, he'd just never found a woman who was worth the hassle. Kylee had Eli feeling like a new man. She sparked emotions he didn't know he had.

Eli finished washing up and walked back into Kylee's bedroom. She was sound asleep. He looked down at her, shook his head, and smiled. He was really feeling Kylee. He decided to stay after all. Eli figured if he was going to get cussed out anyway for being out so late, he might as well make it worth it. He bent down and kissed her on the cheek before making his way back around to the empty side of the bed. He climbed in and pulled her close to his body before drifting off to sleep.

For the past three weeks Eli had been spending all of his free time with Kylee. He knew what he was doing was wrong, and that his father would be displeased, but since his father wasn't around anymore, Eli chose to do what would make him happy.

Eli was lying toward the foot of the bed, watching the Cavs vs. the Heat basketball game, when Tionna walked in wearing a new black two-piece panty and bra set, with a pair of six-inch stilettos.

“You like?” she asked, while modeling in front of the TV.

“Yeah. Now will you get out from in front of the TV?” he asked, waving her to the side. Eli couldn't deny his wife was sexy as hell, she had a body most forty-year-old women could only dream about having, but he was more interested in watching the game than having sex with her.

“This is the first time you've been home in weeks; the least you could do is pay your wife some attention. Can't you DVR the game?” Tionna asked as she walked over to the bed and sat down beside him.

“I'm watchin' the game, T,” Eli huffed.

“Come on, Eli. Sy'onn is asleep and it's been awhile since we've fooled around,” Tionna said, while rubbing Eli's back.

“Hell we could fuck all the time if you stay the fuck off the phone wit' Edna's miserable ass,” Eli said, keeping his eyes glued to the TV screen.

“Edna's not miserable, she's just a little lonely, that's all,” Tionna said, defending her best friend.

“Okay, call it what you want. Yessss,” he cheered after LeBron made a nice three-point shot.

Tionna started planting kisses on her husband's neck. She was going to get some sex and she wasn't taking no for an answer.

“Come on, Eli, I need to cum,” she begged.

“Tionna, if you don't let me watch this fuckin' game . . .” Eli frowned, pushing her off of him.

“Fuck it then!” she snapped.

“Got-damn, T, every fuckin' time I wanna watch somethin' on TV yo' ass start botherin' me. Do I come in here and bother yo' ass when you watchin' them ratchet-ass hoes on
Love and Hip Hop
or whatever that bullshit is you be watchin'?” Eli asked angrily.

“Damn, nigga, all I wanted is for my husband to fuck me; is that too much to ask for?” she huffed.

Eli rolled out of bed, grabbed Tionna by the throat and threw her back on the bed, ripping her new panties off with his free hand.

“Get the fuck off me, Eli.” She squirmed, trying to get away from Eli's tight grasp.

“You said you wanted to fuck,” he said, pulling his dick out of his boxers, before climbing on top of his wife.

“Stop it, Eli,” she screamed.

“Shut up, bitch,” he said, while ramming his manhood inside of his wife's soaking wet cave.

“Stop, Eli,” she whined in ecstasy.

Eli closed his eyes and pictured himself making love to Kylee. He laid pipe like a true plumber. Tionna was enjoying every minute of it. She didn't know what had gotten into her husband, whatever it was, she loved it.

“Yes,” Tionna moaned as Eli tried to blow her back out.

“You love this dick don't you?” he asked, as his mind was still stuck on Kylee.

“Yes, daddy, I love this dick,” Tionna hollered as her husband pleasured her.

“I know,” he said as he pulled his manhood out and came on his wife's stomach before rolling over on his back.

“Damn, nigga,” was all Tionna could say as she tried to steady her breathing.

“Now can I watch the game?” Eli asked as he climbed out of bed and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Tionna didn't reply. She watched as her husband walked into the en-suite bathroom to get himself a towel.

“Who is she?” Tionna asked from out of nowhere as she lay in her own juices.

“She who?” Eli asked, looking around the room as if someone else was in there besides them two and wiping himself down at the same time.

“The bitch you fuckin'.”

“What bitch?” Eli frowned.

“Come on, Eli. You haven't fucked me like that since Jamaica. You have to have been thinkin' about her while you were fuckin' me,” Tionna said, hurt.

“Look, I don't know who this
she
is,” Eli said, walking back into the bathroom, wondering, while tossing the wet towel on the sink, how his wife knew his mind was on another woman.
Was it that obvious?
he thought as he walked back into the bedroom.

“Yeah, okay, you can keep actin' like you don't know,” Tionna said, climbing out of bed.

“This is why I stay gone all the time! I get fuckin' tired of hearin' yo' ass bitch all the damn time!” Eli snapped defensively.

“You don't come home 'cause yo' ass don't wanna come home. It don't have shit to do wit' me!” Tionna snapped.

“Whateva, man,” Eli said, while getting dressed.

“Yeah, that's right, get dressed and go on over that bitch's house,” Tionna yelled.

“Man, shut the fuck up! You gon' wake Sy'onn up,” Eli warned.

“I don't give a fuck!” Tionna shouted.

“Well you need to. She don't need to hear yo' ass talkin' crazy and shit. What kinda mother are you?” Eli grimaced.

“The same kind of father you are,” Tionna retorted.

“Okay, T, I'm 'bouta bounce. I'll be back later on,” Eli said, putting his shoes on.

“I can't do this no more, Eli. I want you gone,” Tionna said calmly.

“You do know whose house this is right?” Eli asked.

“You right. Me and yo' daughter will leave. We'll go stay at a hotel. It ain't no thang,” Tionna said.

“Naw, I'll go,” he said, knowing he couldn't kick his wife and child out of the house he'd bought for them. Eli walked over to the closet and pulled his Nike gym bag out and began filling it up with a few of his belongings. “You really trippin', T.” Eli shook his head, never expecting things to turn out like this.

“If that's the case, I shoulda tripped on ya no-good ass a long time ago,” Tionna said smartly.

“I'll be back in the mornin' to take Sy'onn to daycare,” Eli said as he zipped up his bag.

“Don't bother. I got Sy'onn.”

Eli shook his head, threw his bag on his shoulder, and walked out of the bedroom.

“Tell ya bitch I said hi,” Tionna screamed as Eli walked down the stairs.

“A'iiiight, T,” Eli said.

“Tell the bitch she can have you now,” she continued yelling as Eli walked out the door. Tionna looked around the room and couldn't believe what had just transpired between her and Eli. She walked out of the room and down the hallway to their daughter's room. She walked in the room, climbed in the bed with her daughter, cuddled up to her and cried herself to sleep.

Eli sat in his car, thinking what to do next. He thought about calling Kylee but decided he didn't want to burden her with his problems. He tried calling his boy, Big Ness, but he didn't answer. So instead, Eli stopped by the drive-through, bought a papaya juice, checked in at the Hampton Inn Suites, and watched the end of the game in peace.