Chapter Two: Family is Family
Getting home I drop my purse on the counter, pouring myself a glass of wine and sitting down on my couch. I want to take a nap before going out tonight. I pick up my phone and dial my mom's number.
"Hey mom". I answer as I hear her end of the line being picked up.
"Hey baby girl, how was work?". She answers back sickly.
My mother has Ovarian Cancer. she's been going to Chemotherapy and I have been paying for most of her treatments with the help of Damien. He always made sure my mom and I were good because we were all each other had.
My dad ran out on us when we lived in the projects, I was only four months old when he left. My mom was a great single mom though, I never had to ask for anything she always made sure that I was good. My grades were good and I treated my mom with the upmost respect, after all, she deserves it all.
"When are you going to finally agree to living with me?". I ask her with concern in my voice.
My mom has been living in her own apartment in the projects for awhile now. The apartment that I grew up in. Sometimes I'm scared for her safety where she lives but she is so stubborn. Sometimes I wonder if that's where I get it from but she says I get my attitude from my dad.
I told her I saved up enough to be a home owner and get my own home. I know it will be such an achievement and I want her there to see it happen. I just love her so much. Plus it would be so much easier for me to take her to and from her Chemo treatments. And instead of facetiming me all the time I can come home to seeing her beautiful face.
"You know I don't want to get in your way or anything like that". She says weakly. I hated hearing her voice after a treatment but she wanted my Aunt to take her today because of me having class tonight. I told her I didn't mind but she still insisted that she was okay.
I hated how overprotective I got with her sometimes but I do it out of love and she said she understands that. When I finally find a place I'm going to ask her again. If she says yes then I will finally stop asking her.
"Mommy, I love you so much, no matter what excuse you have, I will want to be around you twenty-four seven".
"I love you more sweetheart, Do you have any plans tonight?".
"I was planning on going to the club tonight, I have not been there in forever".
"Okay, be safe and have fun, I love you , I'm going to take some rest now".
"I love you more mama". I kiss her through the phone and hang up.
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The Club
Stepping into the club with Shantel on my side. I am rocking a black dress that showed my every curve and some high heel boots that stopped above my thigh.
Shantel is wearing a red body suit and some high waisted booty shorts, she went with red pumps to match her bodysuit. We were looking fire with our lip gloss popping.
As I walk pass the VIP section I see Damien with a girl sitting on his lap. He had his two friends sitting next to him and he was kissing on the girl's neck.
I don't know why a wave of jealousy took over me, but it did. Damien knew what it was between us. I don't care that he's doing him, but once I start doing me, he better not say anything to me.
I roll my eyes at the sight of him. "Let's go over to the bar, Damien is pissing me off".
"I'm going to dance with this dude that keeps eyeing me". Shantel tells me as she points to the guy.
"Go ahead".
I walk over to the bar and order a rum and coke. I begin to drink it down heavily. I'm not the type to get drunk but tonight I might reconsider that.
One hour later
I pout at the fact that I was sitting alone for so long. I get up and decide to have some fun since Damien was doing fine without me anyways.
After dancing and drinking a little. I end up on the dance floor with strong arms wrapped around my waist. I didn't care though, I just want to have fun and enjoy myself for the rest of the night. I loved the feeling of being held because that is exactly what I needed at the moment.
I then felt a gently grip on my wrist. I look to see that it was Damien staring angrily at me and sizing the guy I was dancing with up and down.
"Come here". Damien voice beams in my ear.
Was he jealous at the fact that I was dancing with someone who wasn't him?, While the whole time he had someone on his lap and was practically breathing his soul down this girl's neck.
Sometimes it isn't the female, sometimes its the dude and no one is going to play me stupid. If he wants to mess around with other girls then he can, I'm not stopping him, but we made an agreement that when we started this, we were only suppose to have sex with each other, not other people.
We both go into the female bathroom of the club. I'm heated at the fact that he thinks he can just be boo'd up with some bitch in the VIP section. Then have the nerve to call me over there. Some damn nerve.
"Summer stop fucking playing with me".
"Listen, yuh bumbo hole". I say in my Jamaican accent. (Listen you asshole). My father was from the island, so even though I didn't speak their slang, I knew a few words in it.
He braces me up against the wall. And stares deeply into my eyes. I could see the anger radiating off his skin. I bite down on my bottom lip. I know I was suppose to be mad but this shit is turning me on.
"You listen to me, who was that dude that was dancing all over you!?". He yells at me.
"You had a whole bitch sitting on your lap get out my face Damien".
"That's daddy Damien to you".
"Fuck you". I snap.
"Bet".
He walks over to the bathroom door and bolts the lock. Coming back over to me he spins me around and gently grabs my neck . Spreading my legs he lifts my dress and bends me over the sink. He was exposing my light blue thongs. I feel him shift it to the side. Moments later I feel his warm tongue traveling up my path.
"Fuck". I moan feeling his tongue going faster and pressing harder against my clit.
"Damien". I moan out loud .
He stands up and slaps my ass . Lifting one of my leg on to the counter of the sink, I begin to feel his dick entering me. It felt so good I grab both of my breast as he begins to thrust deeper and faster inside of me. I could feel my legs shaking and the heats off our bodies making us sweat.
I begin to bounce back on him as well. I felt my wetness running down both my legs as he slams his dick deeper into me. The pleasure that was cruising through my body was electrifying as he begins to rub on my clit from the front as he spreads my left ass cheek and pushes deeper into me.
"Tell me this is my pussy". He leans in to whisper into my ear.
I didn't care that I was mad. Matter a fact I didn't remember what I was mad about in the first place. This feeling he gave me was so electrifying and amazing I couldn't help but moan out.
"Your pussy, this is your pussy....".
He grabs a hold of my body and spins me around to face him. Capturing my lips with his we begin to kiss aggressively as he places me on top of the counter and widens my legs. I felt him going back inside of me as I grabbed a hold of his waist.
The faster he went, the harder both of our breaths became. I begin to shake. I'm cumming.
"I'm about to cum baby". He moans into my ear.
"Cum". I moan back as he busts inside of me.
It took a few minutes for both of us to catch our breaths but when we did we look at each other and smile widely. I can't believe we just had sex in the bathroom of the club.
"Want me to help you clean up?". Damien asks me with a wide smirk on his face.
I could feel my cheeks heating up. "Yes". I shyly say to him as we both begin to laugh.
"IS SOMEONE IN THERE!?, CAN YOU OPEN THE DOOR!?". We hear someone yell from outside.
We look at each other again as we bust into a fit of laughter.
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