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Capri Martin
a few days later...
It'd been a rough few weeks. Truly. There were so many things going on, it genuinely made me want to explode. Between my dads wedding, parents divorce, me and Q breaking and making up, AND him getting SHOT, I was exhausted.
But I think everything was calming down. My dads final wedding rehearsal was tomorrow so that put an end to some of the madness. I'd also been going back and forth between home and the city to care for Q with his mother.
Just until he got better. And now he'd been thriving and able to do everything he'd been doing before, except he was in an arm cast.
Things looked like they were getting better from here. I was feeling happy again and even happier this boy was texting me back to back. Making me giggle and swing my feet all over again.
After all we've been through, my heart still raced for him. I got butterflies in my stomach for him and him only. Nobody could do it like him.
Like not he sending me selfies and pictures of his new tattoos. It was so cute. He was so eager to talk and I was so geeked.
I sent some pictures of myself back and his reaction was even better. He hearted them and gassed me all the way up. Already he was proving himself to me with little things. That break was the perfect time frame to realize what he had.
Before, he never picked up his phone to talk to me when we weren't together. I knew he was an 'in-person' kinda guy but for the sake of me, he was messaging my phone back to back. Even when he was sick.
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I said no questions ! Put on sum nice.
Furrowing my brows, I couldn't help but smile. It was 9:00pm and this boy wanted me to 'put on sum nice.' And now I was wondering what he had up his lil sleeves. I swear he always knew how to reel me back in.
So hopping in the shower, I made sure to shave EVERYTHING, exfoliate til I was smoother than a new born baby, and wash my hair with that shampoo he loved on me.
After that, I spent a few minutes looking for something cute to wear. I decided to go with a simple black dress that'd been backless. I was gonna accessorize with a nice bag and some gold jewelry. Made sure my nipple rings were in and I had some nice leather boots that'd go perfect with this outfit.
For my hair, a high ponytail was calling my name. Very simple and very cute. I just hoped I wasn't too overdressed. Cause knowing Q, he'd end up driving me to a fucking bouncy house, sky zone kinda place.
Checking my phone, I made sure there were no updates from Q. But 20 minutes ago this nigga texted me to look outside my window.
"Shit!" I hissed, struggling to put my left earring on.
Rushing over to my window, I lifted it up and peeked out of it. There he was, bright eyed and just happy that I finally acknowledged him. He was so cute with his one arm in a cast while the other held flowers.
My heart was literally fluttering. And he looked DAMN good. He looked so good it made me smile just at the fact alone.
"Give me one minute! I'll be down!" I bubbled, closing my window.
Grabbing my bag, phone, and keys, I turned off my lights and made my way out of the house. I was so happy. So, so happy. I was literally trying not to trip down the stairs, I was rushing so fast.
And once I left the house, I spotted him in front of his car. I swear I ran up to him so fast and threw my arms around him. I didn't even care that he couldn't embrace me. He did the best he could, wrapping his free arm around me.
"I'm glad to see you're feeling better!" I cheesed, listening to my muffled voice as I pressed my ear against his chest.
"Thanks ta you. You was at the crib everyday takin care a me. Yeen even have ta do that." He smiled.
"No problem!" I chuckled, letting go of him. "I couldn't leave you hanging."
Rubbing on the side of my arm, he pecked my forehead then my lips. "I appreciate you. You really the best."
"Stop." I blushed, looking down at the ground.
"You look beautiful."
I was smiling so hard my face hurt. He knew exactly what to say. "Thank you."
"I like that hairstyle on you. Fits yo face perfectly. Do a spin fa me."
Stepping back, I did a little twirl for him.
"Mmm!" He exclaimed. "Just bad."
"Thank you. Thank you." I blushed. "You look good too."
"You think? I appreciate it. Wore brown ta match yo eyes." He replied, handing me the flowers. "These is fa you. I hand picked em and put em in it's own luh bouquet."
I smelled them then gave him another hug. "I love them."
"And I love you."
"I knew you would say that." I chuckled, looking down at the flowers and playing with the petals. "I love you too."
Lifting my head up by my chin, he looked into my eyes and kissed me on the lips. "I love you Capri."
"I love you too Quentin." I smiled, looking into his eyes.
"That's what I'm talkin bout."
"What made you want to take me out tonight?" I questioned, playing with the collar on his shirt.
"I owe you like a billion dates Capri. Lets be honest." He shrugged, opening the passenger seat door for me.
Stepping in, I took a seat and put my seatbelt on. Then I looked up at him. "Thank you. And yes you most definitely do."
Nodding his head, he closed the door and met me on the other side. Then he closed the door behind himself and put my flowers in the back seat.
"I'm startin us on the right foot this time around. Even with my arm in this fuck ass cast. We gone get shit done fasho. I put my phone on mute and everything so no Eli, no Javon, no customers. Only my mama could get through."
"Good." I smiled, putting my hand on his lap.
Taking my hand, he held it and kissed the back. "Just me and you."
"Just me and you." I replied.
Taking my phone out of my lap, he connected it to his bluetooth and handed it back. "Play what you want."
"I still have our playlist we made. I can-"
"No. Play what you want. Put me on ta some a ya jams."
"You sure?"
"Hell yeah." He smiled.
Taking a deep breath, I put on something from my playlist and prayed he liked it. I loved when I put him on to music and he'd been real picky so I was nervous. Once I shuffled my playlist, the first song that came on was something real sensual and slow. Then I realized it'd been 'Tonight' by Summer Walker.
I was vibing and from the looks of it, I could tell he liked it too. Had him turning it up and blasting it just like it'd been his hood music.
"This song sexy. I fuck with it." He smiled, looking over at me.
"It's really one of my favorites."
"I wanna fuck on you nice and slow to the beat."
"I could imagine." I laughed, covering my mouth.
I liked the clear effort he was putting in to make me feel a certain way. I prayed he kept this up because I had so much faith in him. I knew Q was good deep down inside and I knew that he could change his bad habits for me. That was exactly why I was giving him another chance. That and the fact that I loved him. Never got over him and couldn't get over him.
And as we drove, we vibed out to my music and my music only. I loved how open he was being with my song choices and the difference in genre's. And I was surprised that he knew some of them. Singing along very faintly so I wouldn't notice but I definitely did.
"You ain't slick...I see you." I chuckled, teasing him.
He broke into a big grin, trying to hide it but it was too late. "What?"
"What you know bout some Kehlani?"
"Aight, aight. Ima come clean. You be puttin me on to some tunes. When you be postin luh flicks on ya story with the song undaneath yo titty. I be catching em."
I swear he was too cute. Too funny too because he had me laughing like Alicia Keys. I swear the night was going so good from a surprise date to playful banter in the car and it'd only just begun.
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Q Grey
I swear I neva been happier. Last week I wanted ta die. Came close to it too. But now I was on cloud 9. Funny how life worked. I got what I wanted after all that wishin I did. Had Capri wrapped up unda me all ova again.
I decided to take ha out on a date tonight. I felt betta, the pain from my arm was easing up and she most definitely deserved a night out with ha nigga. Taking care a me when I was sick was some wifey level shit.
Feeding me, helping me out a bed, in and out the showa, making sure I got some sleep and all my liquids. I swear she was too perfect fa this Earth. She was an angel sent from heaven. There was no way shawty was real.
She deserved the world and I swear I wanted to give it to ha all at once. I loved ha too hard. Too fuckin hard and the fact she gave me anotha chance gave me the wake up call I needed. Ta treat ha right and control my emotions no matta how tight I may be. No mo blackin out and going off on niggas fa no reason. I was gone do what my therapist told me and take deep breaths, stay grounded, and occupy my time with shit that would benefit me and the people around me.
I just knew I was on the road to success.
Now we was in this nice ass restaurant, in a secluded area, taking time to really know each otha's energy again. Talking and cracking jokes like we used to. Made me think about when we first met. How we clicked so instantly. How I used ta make ha laugh so hard, whatever she was drinkin would shoot out ha nostrils.
I missed this shit.
"I like that chain." She blushed, grabbing on my forearm and holding onto it.
She liked the chain so I took it off. "Here. You wear it." I smirked.
"No. I can't." She chuckled. "I know it costed you a fortune."
"And you worth more so the chain gone be wearin you if that's what you concerned about."
Had shawty giggling and smiling and shit. Crossing ha legs and squirming in ha seat. Loved it when she got nervous around me. Loved that I made ha feel that way. Showed she was bout me and always been about me.
"Chain heavy as fuck on my neck." She scoffed looking at herself in the reflection of her phone camera.
"And them diamonds dancing. Look at you. All pretty and shit."
"Q stoooooooop. You're gonna make me...ughhhh." She whined, covering her face. Had shawty MELTING before my eyes.
"Make you what? I'm just statin facts mama."
"I know but...ugh. I feel so goofy smiling like this."
"Don't. Just come ova and sit on my side."
Putting ha napkin down, Pri joined me on my side in a heart beat. She pulled ha chair real close to mine and put one a ha legs in between mine. That's what the fuck I was talkin bout.
"How you doin? I wanna know everything on ya mental right now."
"You must want it sucked, huh?"
"Yes...but that's not the reason I'm asking you these questions. We here in a intimate setting, it's quiet, we out of the way, this is my time to know how you feel so...lay it on me..."
She stared at me, batting her eyes and really thought about what I said. "Well! Um...I don't even know where to begin."
"We got time."
She broke into a smile, laughing a luh bit. Kinda lost fa words if you ask me.
"Well. Besides everything that went on between us...I'm kinda stressed, you know? My dads wedding is putting a lot of pressure on me, school is starting up soon and I don't even have HALF of the curriculum down, this whole situation with you getting shot kinda made my anxiety-"
"Nuh uh...don't stress bout me. Don't let me add to yo stress. That's not what I want."
"Nooo I know. It's just that...how am I not supposed to worry bout you? Like I thought I lost you and I can't have that happen again. You mean too much to me whether we're mad at each other or not."
"I get it. But I promise ain't shit gone happen ta me. Eva again. No matta where I am. I swear niggas ain't gone catch me lackin again. Keepin my circle tight, ain't goin nowhere alone, and ima stay strapped."
She took a deep breath, nodding ha head. With ha cute ass. "You promise?"
"I swear on Jennifer fuckin Grey."
"Okay." She smirked, taking my hand and holding it.
"Now back to you shawty. I feel like what you stressin bout as far as school a ya pops weddin, I feel like it's gone work itself out. You gotta realize you can't control every situation. Let the universe handle it."
"That's really good advice Quentin."
"Thank my therapist. But yeah all these things ain't gone be a problem a few months from now. Live day by day. Don't try ta live in the future too soon. That's anotha thing this lady teachin me."
"You're right." She replied, taking a fork and stealing food off my plate.
"I- nigga. Why you jackin my food?"
"I like it betta than mine."
"No one told yo ass to get a salad. Tryna be healthy and cute, silly rabbit." I joked
"I don't care." She chuckled, with a mouth full a food.
That girl really picked the last few bites off my plate and finished it. Ain't even care though. I was just happy she was happy.
Then she took the fork we used fa dessert and went fa a bite a that as well. "This is so good but I know my stomach is gonna murder me." She groaned.
"Gone have you on the toilet like pops from Friday."
"Stop it Q!"
"Gone have to keep the air freshener with you mud booty."
"You know what..." She smiled, scooting away from me.
Pulling her back in by ha waist, I made sure our sides touched. "Way you gone? Don't move."
Covering her mouth as she laughed, she picked up that damn spoon again and this time she tried to feed me.
"Here."
"Ion want that shit!" I laughed.
"You're the one who ordered it. Mista brownie lava cake. You gotta lil sweetness to you."
"What that mean?"
"That you gotta lil sweetness to you." She cackled, shoving the spoon in my mouth anyways.
"This good as fuck. You right." I nodded taking the spoon from ha and feeding ha a lil bit too.
"I know."
I swear she was so pretty. The way we was just sittin here feedin each otha dessert was a moment. Just lookin into each otha's eyes, talkin bout how much we missed this. Shit was intimate as fuck. Had me fallin in love all ova again.
And I felt like...I could give ha the ring now. It was eitha now a neva. It was perfect. The restaurant was quiet, she was engaged, I had it in my pocket, I just had ta stop bein a luh pussy and give it ta ha.
I was scared I mighta been moving too fast fa ha. I didn't wanna scare ha off. I ain't want ha taking it as me coming on too strong. But when was I posed to do it? How else was I posed to show ha I wanted shawty in my life fa eva.
"Here." I blurted, taking the ring box out of my pocket and handing it to ha.
"What's this?" She smiled, opening it up almost immediately. Then she covered ha mouth in shock, staring at the ring.
My heart dropped outta my ass. So I had ta lighten up the mood. "I- um- you wanna be my wife?"
"What?"
"I'm playin, I'm playin. Issa promise ring." I chuckled, taking it out of the box and watching it sparkle under the lights. "My mama- um...helped me pick it out. And I uh- th- thought you'd like it. I was gone give it to you the night a Vegas but...you know..."
"Q..." She gasped, taking the ring from me and examining it herself. "There's no way."
"Betta believe it cause I dropped a couple bands on it. Made my pockets hurt a luh bit. That ain't no pandora."
"Fuck." She sniffled.
"Why's you cryin?"
"I don't know, I don't know. This gesture was just so...nice of you." She cried, smiling a luh bit. "You didn't have to."
Taking the ring from ha, I put it on ha right ring finga. "But I did. And I know we young now but I wanna make a promise to you. That's what this is fo. I'm sure you know."
Admiring the ring, I lifted ha head up by ha chin so she'd look in my eyes. "I wanna marry you one day. I swear ta God you the only girl that makes me feel any kind of way. Neva been this sure bout anything in my life. I hope I ain't movin too fast fa you. I know we just forgave each otha and shit and I know we just got back ta getha. In a way, this is an apology gift anyways. Ion want this rubbin you the wrong way cause I would hate ta make you feel uncomfortable. I just love you so much Capri that shit hurt. I'm sorry if I'm rambling n shit. I'm just a luh vulnerable right now and I hope you-"
Before I could finish my thoughts, Capri stopped me and kissed me on the lips. I was hot as hell. This musta been what she felt like when I did that shit to ha.
"So you like the gift?" I questioned when she pulled away.
"I love it." She smiled, caressing the side a my face.
Couldn't help but smile back.
"You finna be Capri Grey one day. Watch what I say."
"Oh I know. I neva doubted that." She chuckled.
"I love you Capri."
"I love you more Quentin."
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Capri Martin
This was all I wanted. A nice date where I could dress up cute, eat some good food, laugh and have a good time. Now I was being carried through Q's bedroom door bridal style. And he did that shit with both his arms.
Didn't care about the pain in his shoulder at all. Said my feet wasn't touching the ground as soon as we walked in. I felt like a fucking queen.
Putting me on his bed, I laid back and looked around. I missed this with a passion. This was really my second bedroom and I couldn't help but smile.
"Whatchu smilin bout Capri Sun?" He questioned, taking my boots off and massaging my feet for me.
"Nothing." I giggled, pulling my legs back and cuddling with one of his pillows.
"Come back here. I'm not finished."
"Okay foot fetish king." I joked, scooting back up.
"Aight neva mind."
"WOOOW." I laughed, watching as he backed away from me.
Taking off his sneakers, he put them in his closet and turned back towards me.
"Come back and do what you were doing." I pouted.
"Nah. Yo feet good. Youn need it." He scoffed.
"Q..." I groaned, pulling on his arms to lay in bed with me.
Standing at the edge of the bed, he pressed his legs against mine which were hanging off. I looked up at him, looking down at me and staring intensely.
He grabbed the side of my face, smiling at me. That fuckin smile made me want to fold. Especially when he bit his lip and did that little squint. He looked evil but a sexy kind of evil. The kind that made me wanna take that belt off and suck his-
"Yo lips is so pretty." He smirked, feathering his thumb against my bottom one.
"If you want it sucked...just say that."
Cause I was about to devour him regardless. Especially since we smoked a lil blunt on the car ride home. He knew the weed made me horny.
"Do what you wanna do." He mumbled, taking that same thumb and sticking it right inside of my mouth.
I sucked on that first, staring deep into his eyes. Then he took it out of my mouth and let me continue. I loved the way he looked at me. Like I'd been the only girl in the world.
Slowly unbuckling his pants, I kept the eye contact then pulled his pants down. Just below his lil butt cheeks. I grazed my fingers against that bulge and felt as it pulsed.
I almost fell out. Had to thank the lord before I did what I did. Then of course ask for forgiveness.
Pulling his underwear down, I gazed at the thing then up at him.
"You so beautiful." He mumbled, taking it in his hand and rubbing the tip on my lips and side of my face.
Spitting on it, I slurped it back up and repeated the process until that whole thing was wet. I took my time because he deserved it after tonight. I know this was his first time getting anything in a while so I was gonna make it count.
Holding it in my hand, I began deep throating. Forgot how big he was so at first, I'd been struggling. But once I got a nice pattern and pace going, I was able to work around that.
I let spit dribble from my mouth while the whole thing was down my throat. And I watched as his eyes rolled back. He tried to keep a straight face but he was going through it. Breathing heavy and struggling to stand.
I took it out of my mouth just to laugh at him. It was so funny to see him make them faces. I swear that was my favorite genre of comedy.
Massaging my way up the shaft, I held his balls while I did it. Hit him with that combo where I licked them and rubbed the tip with my saliva covered hand. I know I had him seeing stars cause the way he was groaning told me everything I needed to know.
"Fuck...Fuck!" He heaved, grabbing the sides a my head. "Where the fuck you learn this from?"
It all came from him. He taught me what he liked, I added my own experience from way back when and now here we were.
"Yeah eat dat dick up." He mumbled.
I continued sucking on him, making the loudest slurping noises I could make. I was making myself hot at this point. Taking off my panties from underneath my dress with the dick STILL in my mouth.
And he smiled when he peeped it, removing the dick out of my mouth and tapping it up against my lips. Bussin all over my face and in my mouth.
"Thank you." I smirked, wiping it with my fingers and licking it up.
"Ya welcome beautiful."
I smiled, laying back on the bed and against his headboard. I wanted to be his lil pillow princess right now. I needed to get slutted out for real and he was willing to do it. Arm in a cast or not.
He turned away to grab a condom, I took it upon myself to take the dress off and everything underneath. When he turned back around to see me butt ass naked and waiting, I swear I thought I saw him turn into a demon. The change in his eyes was something that needed to be studied because I knew from that alone, I wasn't gonna be able to walk in the morning.
Throwing me the condom, he stood at the edge of the bed. He was still very much on rock hard and gave me the honors of putting it on for him.
And once that thing was on, he took his pants off and climbed into bed with me. Hovering over my body and staring down into my soul.
Taking me by my neck, he squeezed it so hard but it felt so good.
"Fucking me with one arm is crazy." I managed to let out.
"Fuck my arm. I'm off a perc. Ion feel a damn thing." He scoffed, slipping the dick right in.
Didn't even need much foreplay because the rivers were flowing. Like a bitch.
"That dick so big." I cried, watching as he began stroking.
"Thought it was small." He chuckled, alluding to the fact that I called him small when we were arguing.
"I- I take it back." I laughed, furrowing my brows.
"Yeah you betta." He mumbled, kissing on my neck and rubbing on my nipples. "Yo shit so good."
"I know." I groaned, gasping for air. I wanted him to tear it up. The slow strokes weren't doing it for me. They were good but I knew he could do so much better.
"Oh CJ!" I cried.
"What?!" He exclaimed.
I was hesitant to say it again but I looked him dead in the eyes and called him anotha niggas name.
"CJ..." I whimpered, biting on my lip and pulling him in close. I wrapped my arms and legs around him tight and made sure he couldn't escape.
"Fuck that bum. He can't do what I do!"
And here came the GODLY strokes. He was pounding my shit in missionary, making me scream his ACTUAL name now.
"This pussy belong ta me Capri." He grunted.
"Yes Quentin."
"Can't nobody fuck you like I can. COPY? This how real niggas post to do you."
"YES QUENTIN!" I cried.
I swear he had me screaming so loud. I was a little embarrassed and prayed no one could hear but us. Cause just like I wanted him to, he was tearing this pussy UP!
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