Dre
I didn't expect Kiyanne to call me so soon. To be honest, I thought I'd wouldn't hear from the girl again. Everything still doesn't make sense to me. One night I find this battered girl on my lawn and Eric telling me to get rid of her ass, now we about to kick it. Shit real strange, but maybe she just needs a friend. I mean, it looks like someone been dealing her a crazy hand and shit. So the least I could do is chill with the girl.
I put my White and Silver Nike Windbreaker over my head as I smoothed out any wrinkles that may appeared. Eric sat on the couch, rolling up a blunt as he nodded to the sounds of Slick Rick's Children Story video play through the TV on The Box.
"I don't see why you going to see that bitch", Eric said as he looked up from rolling his papers. Eric licked the paper to make sure the blunt was secure and it was nicely rolled. I don't see why he so animate on me not fucking with Kiyanne. Maybe he fucked her once upon a time. I mean, she does live in Compton so anything liable forreal.
"Why you got this personal vendetta against her man?"
"Vendetta? I aint got shit against her. I just don't understand how she end up on your lawn and now you going to Compton to kick it with her. Shit don't add up if you ask me."
"Well, I didn't ask. She might need someone to be there for her."
"Didn't you drop her off at her momma?" Eric questioned, looking at me.
I looked around then shrugging my shoulders. "Yeah so. Fuck that gotta do with anything."
"There ya go. She got somebody man." Eric replied, lighting the blunt.
"Damn E. ima just check her out and head back this way. I need to get up with Michel'le about laying this track down too. So I'ma chill and head back this way." I grumbled as I took a seat next to E as he pulled a deep drag from the blunt.
As E pulled from the blunt, I couldn't help the weird feeling I got as I thought about seeing Kiyanne. This shit is weird as fuck. I met plenty of bitches, plenty of woman of all different ethnicities but why Kiyanne got me feeling some way? She was stunning, even though she was bruised, I can tell she was a caramel honey.
"Michel'le know you going to some strawberry house?" Eric asked with a chuckle.
"I aint gotta explain shit to Michel'le. She aint my woman yet so what I do aint none of her concern."
"So, I can still hit that?" Eric asked with a raised brow.
I busted out in laughter before grabbing the blunt from him, causing him to laugh too. I swear, this nigga always knows how to get to me. We smoked the blunt for a good ten minutes before I rolled up a second one. Before we knew it, an hour passed, and we were high out of our minds. With my eyes red and heavy, I stood up to place my LA SOX hat on my head that rested on the table. I told E to lock up my crib when he left. I dapped him up and made my way to my car and hit the interstate back to Compton for Kiyanne.
About an hour later, I found myself pulling up to Kiyanne's mother house. The sun was beginning to set as some neighborhood kids rode their skateboards in the street and some drew on the side walks of Compton using their buckets of colorful chalk to outline the pavement. I'd rather see kid's drawings then homicide chalk outlines any day. Keeping my head down, trying not to be noticed I walked up to Kiyanne porch and rung the doorbell. I waited a few moments before I watch the door open.
I couldn't help but to let my eyes wander at the sight of her. She was so breathtaking up close. It looked as if she had light makeup on to cover up the scars she once had this morning and her hair laid beautifully on her shoulders. Kiyanne was a petite girl but she still was shapely. Her body is what you would call slim thick. And I can live with that.
"Hey Andre...I mean Dre." She spoke to me with a smooth even tone. "I didn't think you was gonna come."
"Why?" I asked as I took a step into the house. "I told you I was coming, didn't I?"
I smiled as I looked back at Kiyanne, who was closing the house door. She rubbed her hands down her jeans before nervously smiling. "Why you so nervous for girl?"
"Not everyday you have a superstar Inside your home where you grew up."
"I thought we was past that when you spent the night?"
Kiyanne exhaled deeply as she slowly walked over to the golden toned reclining chair. I eyed her as she glanced at me, pointing to the match couch for me to take a seat. I sat down and looked at the floor. Silence. This was weird as fuck.
"So, what's up? You asked me to come through for a reason. What you got for me?" I asked, cutting straight to the point.
Kiyanne was taken aback by my blunt demeanor. She licked her lips and stared at me for a moment.
"I just wanted to hang that's all. And to thank you for the sandals you gave me."
I laughed and shook my head. "That's all? And you thanked me fifty times already. It aint no problem girl."
"I know. I just want you to know how appreciative I am."
"Don't worry about it. You ate dinner already?" I asked as I began to stand up and walking over towards Kiyanne.
"I ate some Rice Krispies. Why?"
I sat down on the arm of the chair and looked at Kiyanne. I licked my lips as I began to speak.
"I'm saying if you wanna grab something to eat we can go hit up Mom's Burgers over there on Alondra. I'm saying...If you hungry." I said as I caressed her shoulder.
Kiyanne got noticeably quiet but sat there with a shy smile.
"Yea...We can do that." She replied, standing up. "Let me grab my bag."
She began to walk up the hallway to retrieve her purse and I couldn't help but admire her physique. I don't know what type of time this girl is on, but I will say;
I'm liking this shit.
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Kiyanne
It was a long time since I've had a date like this one. Is it really a date or was he just being nice? Whatever the fuck it was, I really enjoyed it. Besides some people noticing us and asking Dre for autographs and pictures, it was nice and for once I could say I was happy.
We were cruising down the streets of Compton as the warm breeze glided across my face. I closed my eyes and sighed as the sweet sound of Isley brother's Voyage to Atlantis played in the background. Before I knew it, we were pulling back in front of my house. I unclicked my seat belt as Dre killed the engine of his truck and smiled at me.
"You enjoyed yourself?" He asked as he rested his hand on top of mines.
"I did." I admitted with a genuine smile. "Thank you."
"We gotta do that again. I aint think ya little ass could eat that double cheese burger and chili cheese fries like that." Dre laughed. "I'm impressed."
I blushed as I looked down at the droplets of ketchup on my shirt. Yeah, my fat ass had a great meal and we shared that chocolate milkshake afterwards. I bit my lip before grabbing for the door handle.
"Well...I guess I'll get going now." I said before smiling. I grabbed the door open and Dre gently grabbed my hand.
"Yes?" I said as I looked down at his hand.
"Thanks for hitting me up to hang. It's been a minute since I been on an actual date with a woman who wasn't tryna gank me for my dough."
I furrowed my eyebrows before grinning. So, this was a date, I said to myself before smiling harder. I looked down at the engagement ring that I've moved to my middle finger, causing me to think about Keenon instantly. I needed to get going before he decided to show up.
"Yeah well I thank you for extending the offer. I'ma get going now. Good Night Dre." I said as I opened the car door and getting out.
Dre watched me as I slowly walked towards my house door. I can't lie. I looked back a couple of times before I made my mind up. Fuck it. I scurried back towards Dre truck and leaned in his window. He looked at me before taking they key out the ignition.
"Wassup?"
"I was wondering If you wanted to come inside for a few. I mean its still early. Unless you have something to do." I said as I leaned inside of Dre's window.
Dre smirked. "I can come in for a few. I got a studio session in a few." Dre replied as he waved his hand for me to move back so he can roll the windows up. He stepped outside the truck and pressed his alarm, causing it to beep twice.
He grabbed my hand as we both walked up to my porch as I unlocked the door to the house. I made sure I locked the door behind and we walked towards my bedroom. It's nothing compared to the room that was at Dre's house, but it's the best thing I have right now.
"Whelp. This is my little room. Nothing compared to your room that you let me sleep in, but it's mine."
"You good Mama." Dre said as he sat down on the bed before kicking his Sneakers off.
I kicked off my sneakers as well and laid next to Dre after turning off the light and turning on the radio. It was slow jamz since night has fell. I was full and happy. Two best feelings ever. I stared at the side of Dre's face as he bobbed his head slowly to Kool and The Gang's Summer Madness that played through my speakers. I took my hand and slid it down Dre's stomach, causing him to turn his head and look at me.
"What you doing?" He asked me.
"I don't know." I said as I inched closer to Dre.
"You don't know?", he laughed before grabbing my hand and kissing it.
Okay, now I feel like a dumb ass bitch. What kind of answer is that. I mean, I aint the one to sleep with niggas on the first night but...it's something about Dre that I want to explore. And I'm willing to take that leap of courage.
"I just want you. I...I'm grown Dre and I wanna feel you." I admitted as I whispered in his ear.
"I don't know Kiyanne. I mean, you aint- "
"I said what I said Andre." I cut him off as I traced my fingers down from his chest down to his manhood. "Just give it to me."
I leaned into Dre's face and began kissing him on the lips before we both leaned up and he began taking my shirt off, leaving me in my Bra. He stopped and admired my breast that sat up nicely in my laced black push up bra. 38D's came in handy tonight. He reached around my back to unclasp my bra while I began to tongue kiss him as he groaned.
My breast still was nice and perked up as my bra fell. I stood up to slip my jeans off and kicked them across the room, which he followed suit. I leaned back on the bed as Dre pushed his self in between my thighs, climbing between them. He planted soft kisses on the nape of my neck as he began to fondle me. Fuck, I was so wet. I don't remember the last time I've been this wet.
Dre fingers found his way to my clit before I could say anything else. Before I knew it, Dre made sure he showed attention to my breast, lightly sucking them, kissing my stomach before he was face to face with my honey pot. I couldn't control myself as Dre tongue ran through my lips, causing my back to arch.
"Fuck." I hissed as I grabbed his head. His tongue continued to taste my love as he glided his tongue all over my sensitive love spots causing my moans to grow louder and louder and my breathing got heavier. I couldn't take it anymore.
I wanted him.
I watched Dre get up as my juices covered his lips and face. He stood up straight and began to put his jeans back on. I sat up with a confused look on my face.
"What you doing?", I questioned as I watched him quickly get dressed.
He looked over his shoulder, smirking as he slipped his Windbreaker over his head then grabbing his hat and shoes. "Nun. You just not ready for all that. I got you next time ma. We aint gotta rush nun."
I couldn't believe this shit that I had to smile. Here I am ass naked, sheets soaked, and clit swollen, and this nigga tells me I'm not ready for him! I aint gonna lie, that was kind of sexy and it turned me on.
Once Dre was fully dressed, he leaned over and kissed my lips.
"Lock the door. I'll call you when I'm home." Dre said as he walked down the hallway and out the front door.
I continued to sit on my bed, in my juices thinking about what the hell just happened. All I can say is I'm curious to spend more time with Dre. But at the same time. I need to let Keenon know I think its time we see other people.
Andre is the only somebody I want.
For now...
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