So it's pretty short but I'm gonna post pt.2 sometime this week, guaranteed. I just felt like ya'll needed an upload cuz it's been forever. The next part will be longer, I promise. Much love xoxo -Rae
Dre continued to stroke, slowly, before sliding all the way out and falling next to me on the bed. His chest heaved up and down as I continued to marinate in the amazingness that was what had just happened. Somewhere in the middle of my orgasm, I think he'd reached his climax as well, but it couldn't have been anything close to what I was feeling.
"So... how's it feel? You ain't a virgin no more, babe." he said, catching his breath. I attempted to catch my own before I replied.
"I'm ready for round 2."
-Kyra-
"Ahh, shit! Babe, deeper!" I moaned into the wall of our walk-in shower. His grip on my hips tightened as he stroked me from the back, pushing himself deeper and deeper.
It was safe to say that me and Dre had been fucking like rabbits ever since that night. I couldn't get enough. I wanted it all the time, wherever we were. And if I didn't get it when I wanted it, I would be throbbing and fidgeting like some drug addict. It was like my body was a beast that had just been awakened and it hungered for pleasure. And Dre had zero complaints, he was probably happier than I was. According to him, I was the best he'd ever had, especially orally. It only took him seconds to realize that my oral skills had already been mastered.
"Oh shit, baby, I'm bouta cum!" he said before stroking me deeper a few more times then pulling out and spraying his load all over my back and the shower floor. I held on to the wall for dear life as I too came to a climax. My legs wobbled as I took deep breaths and rode the wave of ecstacy he'd caused me. He began kissing my neck softly as his fingers stroked my lower lips. My pelvic muscles jumped and twitched.
"I love you, baby." He whispered, his lips on my ear. I bit my lip before I answered.
"I... unh... you too." I said, mumbling so that he couldn't quite hear me but it still sounded as if I'd said it back. I know it sounded crazy, but I hadn't told Dre I loved him in the last few weeks. I'd avoided it at all costs. I didn't feel right saying it if I wasn't sure it was true. I mean I did love him, of course I did, but I no longer knew if I was IN love with him. That talk I had with Mia still weighed heavily on my mind.
"Babe, I gotta get to practice but when I get home, we gotta talk, okay?" he said, his lips on my neck.
"About what?" I asked breathily.
"It's too hard to explain right now. I gotta go, but tonight, I promise." he said before he kissed me one last time and got outta the shower. I leaned against the shower wall and let the hot water soothe my body. Prior to getting into the shower I had just come from the gym and I was sore as all fuck but Dre had made me forget all about that when he decided to turn my sower into a fuck session.
After washing all my important parts I got out of the shower, my hair dripping wet. I was inbetween hair appointments so I just put some mousse in it and plaited it up before I got dressed. After I was finished putting on some yoga pants and a black Dimepiece crop hoodie, I blow dried my hair and took out the plaits, leaving it wavy. I slipped a FineAssGirls beanie on and my brand new Gamma 11s before I grabbed my purse and keys and left the house. I put some vaseline on my face as I sat at a red light. I was on my way to do some grocery shoppin because we were having dinner with Mario and his girlfriend tonight. I didn't really feel like goin out to eat, I wanted some home cooked food so I offered to cook. I didn't know how I felt about seeing Mario again, I mean obviously I wasn't nervous, it wasn't like he was my ex nigguh or whatever, but at the same time, he obviously felt like we had a connection that night. I don't want him feelin some typa way. But the way Dre tell it, he supposedly so happy with this chick. They been together for about 6, maybe 7 months now. Good for him, as long as he not worried bout me, I'm cool.
I parked in a space near the door and slipped some dark shades on my face before I grabbed my purse and stepped out. I hit the lock button as I walked towards the store entrance and grabbed a shoppin cart.
I'mma boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch...♪♫♪♫
My phone rings as I'm makin my way toward the seafood area.
"Hello ?"
"Bitch, what you doin?" says my makeup artist/gay bestie, Donnie.
"At Whole Foods, gettin some food for this dinner party tonight. What's up witchu, betch?" I asked, walking through the seafood area and tryin to figure out what I wanted to cook. Most likely it would be lemon pasta with shrimp.
"Girl I ain't doin shit. I called to see if you could roll with me to Miguel's party tonight but you havin a dinner party and whatnot. Didn't even invite a bitch." he said in mock offense. I chuckled.
"It's not even really a dinner party. Dre ran into this nigguh we used to go to school with while he was at an away game in Cleveland and invited him and his girl to have dinner with us."
"Oh, well while you playin house, I'ma be backin my ass up all night." he said, makin me chuckle again.
"How is that different from any other night?" I commented.
"Ooo, don't try to read me. Cuz you know damn well you usually be right next to me, bitch." he said. I chuckled yet again. Donnie was always a source of amusement.
"Well, I'ma have to take a rain check tonight, and anyways, I got a photoshoot in the mornin so I need to keep my ass home." I said as I left seafood after placing two bags of shrimp in my cart. As I turned the corner to go to the pasta aisle, I stopped in my tracks.
"No fuckin way!" I said, genuinely surprised at what I saw. Standing at the other end of the pasta aisle was none other than Nicole Gotti.
"What? What happened?" said Donnie on the other end of the phone.
"Donnie lemme call you back. I gotta make a phone call right quick." I said and hung up the phone. I quickly dialed Mia's number and held the phone to my ear. As I waited for her to pick up, watching Nicole from the my end of the aisle, I couldn't help but smirk. Damn, I haven't seen this bitch in almost two years now. And she good and pregnant. I shook my head. Whoever the baby daddy was, he was surely in for some grade A bullshit. If she was still the same trashy hoe from high school, that nigguh's whole life was about to become difficult.
"Hello?" answered Mia.
"Biiiitch, guess who I just spotted in Whole Foods." I said.
"Who?" she asked, curiosity in her voice.
"Nicole fuckin Gotti."
"Oh fareal?"
"Bitch yes! And check this shit out, she look like she about 6 months pregnant, yo."
"WAIT WHAT?!"
"Bitch, yesssssssss!" I chuckled at her shock.
"Nuh fuckin weh. Yuh 'ave fi send mi a picture." she said, her accent coming out fully. That's how I really knew she was shocked. Her accent only came out if she was angry, excited or shocked. I did my best to discreetly snap a picture of Nicole before I sent it to Mia's phone. I placed the phone back to my ear and waited for her to get it.
"NUH FUCKIN WEH!!" she said when she had finally got it. I chuckled again at her shock.
"That's crazy... I mean I knew she had followed Dre out here to L.A. but... I thought once Dre left her and joined the league, she would go back to Ohio. I guess I was wrong."
"Wait... I'm sorry, I think I heard you wrong. Did you say she followed Dre out here?" I said, my mood instantly switching with this new found information.
"Yeah... he didn't tell you? They was kinda together after you left, well I mean kinda but not really. Dre never really gave a fuck about her, he was just mad at you, and she took full advantage of that." she said. I watched Nicole as I contemplated. Me and Dre had been together for a little over 3 months now. And while I had no sure way of knowing how many months pregnant she was, wheels began to turn in my head. I hope this ain't what I think it is.
"At the last minute, I got accepted for pre-med at UCLA. Dre was offered a basketball scholarship here and Asia had been got accepted before both of us but she wanted to stay at with me at Central. But once I got accepted here, all 3 of us decided to go... and well, Nicole followed Dre. It was her dad's friend that scouted him for the first draft pick. He stayed with her long enough to make a name for himself, that way he couldn't be kicked off the team when he dumped her." she informed me. I began to try and count the months in my head. He got drafted at the end of June and it's now December, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5,....6. Six months. Dre was with her six months ago and here she stood before me lookin every bit of six months pregnant. I wanted to cry.
"Mia I gotta go. I'ma call you later." I said, not waiting for her reply as I hung up the phone and walked away from my shopping cart, leavin it there in the middle of the aisle. I was so pissed, tears started falling. I qucikly made my way to the parking lot and hopped into my car, fighting the sick feeling in my stomach as I pulled out of the space and speeded through the lot. I angrily wiped away my tears as I pushed my foot down hard on the gas, weaving through traffic on my way to the stadium.
I was about to cause a fuckin scene.