“Smack!” The headboard pounded on the wall.
I couldn't keep quiet as I screamed in pleasure.
“Fuck yall got going on in here?”
“Don't you fucking stop!” I yelled. “Dre!” I yelled, adjusting myself and looking at him I held his face because he slowed down. I got back into position, and Dre continued his pace.
He pulled me by my chest and foot and lifted me off the bed. Bashing into me! I only weighed 109 pounds.
“Ahhh fuck yes Dre you got the best dick!” I screamed.
I wasn't lying he did; I paid no attention to drew standing there pissed. “Yes, fuck me! Baby” I Moaned. Dre started showing off he threw me on my back again.
Putting my legs behind my head with ease. Drew's mouth dropped I couldn't ever have sex like this before.
He pounded into my guts, making me spray with ease.
“Dre! Dre!” I'm coming” I squeaked. “Baby ooh ooh ah” I jerked hard. My eyes rolled onto the back of my head.
He kept going he truly had something to prove.
He slid down between my legs, kissing me as he fucked me with his nose, making me orgasm again.
I didn't believe Dre after this. No way I was his first.
“Come ride this dick,” he said in a sexy, deep voice. I hopped up, straddling him on the edge of the bed. My pussy was tingling and jerking.
As soon as I sat down on him, my liquid oozed out. I rode him slowly, enjoying each stroke.
He smacked and squeezed my ass. I plopped on him, our bodies making crazy noises. He wrapped his hands around my waist and helped me slam on his dick.
“Shit Destiny, I love the way you take my dick!” He groaned. “I love it baby” I moaned in his ear.
He thrust his pelvis, picking up speed.
“Ah shit, I can't baby” I moaned. He held my hips and fucked me without even once stopping.
We both came looking into each other's eyes. Drew left the room slamming the door hopefully he left for good.
“I see you can take dick suddenly,” drew said, walking into the kitchen. I rolled my eyes, annoyed at his existence. “our whole marriage you never let me fuck you like that,” he said slickly. I ignored what he was saying and continued cooking.
“MAYBE you just didn’t like me fucking you and you wanted somebody else” “nigga wasn’t good enough for you?” he said. I squeezed the fuck out of the spatula I was using to flip the omelet as he kept playing the victim.
“the way yall fuck is like yall been fucking behind my back for a long time,” he said, drinking my juice and the fridge. BOOM, that was it I couldn’t take anymore he was trying to call me a cheater. One more word and I was going to crack him with this pan.
“REALLY you gone fucked this burning nigga.”He snapped
“You would know, wouldn't you...” I said, waiting for this moment. “How was Brittany?” I asked him.
He looked at me stupidly.
“Ha didn't think I knew...?” “Right?” “You fucking dog!” I snapped at him.
“How long drew?” “How long were you fucking with her?” I shouldn't have asked. “days” “months” “years?” and that’s when I knew the shift of his eyes when I said years.
Turns out that in our whole marriage they were fucking around.
Brittany wasn't ugly. She had tatted sleeves, and she was red bone. She was petite with a booty, and she had dermal and piercings. Yes, she was a baddie She was bad as fuck! Per everybody's description of her.
“How many other bitches drew?” “5,” I asked him he shook his head. “10,” I asked him. He shook his head. “30” or more I asked him with my voice breaking.
“Over 150,” He sat there, not looking me in the eye before I snapped!
“I gave you, my life!” I screamed, “and you have been cheating on me since college!”
I was hurt I always wanted to know, but he always denied it.
“You aren’t shit!” “You can have Brittany!” he wasn’t even worth stabbing. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!” I screamed, throwing a glass plate near him, and shattering it. “SIGN THE FUCKING PAPERS AND SET YOURSELF FREE” I yelled tossing the hot pan of food I was cooking on his ass. “ouch you crazy bitch” he yelled.
Dre ran into the house! “What's going on”! He asked, ducking behind the couch.
“GET THE FUCK OUT! ANDREW!” I shouted.
“Your little boyfriend knew.” “I told him a long time ago” drew yelled. I looked at Dre with so much hurt in my eyes.
The betrayal...
“You can get the fuck out too, Deandre!” I screamed, throwing even more shit!
“It wasn’t my place to tell you,” Dre tried to me calm down!
But I was launching so much glass he got cut.
I threw the whole damn house. If I could lift it, I threw it. Drew walked out, leaving his shit.
So, I threw it outside, valuable and all. The neighbors peeked out their window.
Dre had little, but his shit was out there, too. I bleached nothing or break anything of theirs.
I just wanted them away from me. After yelling and breaking shit, I was soaked. I needed a bath I was steaming and hungry. I got into the water and soaked.
After 30 minutes in the tub, I heard footsteps. “GET THE FUCK OUT!” I yelled. “Let me fucking explain,” he shouted. “Drew was my boy it wasn't my place to tell you.”
“He was my boy, and it was confidential.” He explained.
“Go fuck yourself!” I didn’t want either of them near my baby, I yelled.
He stood there quiet.“GET THE FUCK OUT,” I told him to leave 100 times.
He refused So; I ignored him for a long time. We lived in the house in silence.
“You hungry he asked me?” I didn't answer, which wasn’t something I ignored. I was starving, so I snacked. After two weeks, he trapped me in the kitchen and wouldn't let me out until I talked to him.
Whelp, I guess umma die here because I would not speak to his ass ever again.
“STOP IT, DRE!” I yelled, pushing him away from me. Another time He stood in front of the bedroom door and I wouldn’t let him in.
“I can't even fucking cuddling with you!” He snapped. “Nope, get the fuck out!” I screamed.
“If that's what your ass wants!” “Fine!” He stormed out of the room! Slamming the door.
After 3 wet dreams and 2 nightmares. I couldn't sleep alone. I walked out of my room.
Into the front room, he was knocked out like a light lightly snoring. Meanwhile, it's storming outside. I'm terrified. I climbed on top of him like a scared animal. He wrapped his arm around me, and we fell asleep. When the sun came up. I ran back into my room and shut the door. I still wasn't talking to him!
He cleaned the house from top to bottom He opened the door and sat down for breakfast next to the bed. He shut the door, then walked out.
I could maintain my attitude because I had extra reasons to be pissed. First, because I missed him!
And second, because he was ignoring me back!
********************************************************************************************************************
E-
Today was the day! “Today marks the 1st day of
the rest of your lives!”
“Today marks 90 days of sobriety!” “Ebony, would you like to go 1st?”
I thought a broken heart led me down the dark road that I went down.” “After many
sessions of prayer and deep thought I realized that it wasn’t a broken heart it
was fear of me failing as a mother.” “my mother never accepted me for who I was
except when I was her girly daughter” “My mother turned her back on me when I
expressed for attraction for women she pulled out a cross and told me to pray or
that I was going to go to hell” “That was the reason I hid who I was and what I
liked.” “I forced myself to be with men to please my family and I hated it”
“What I wanted more than anything was the touching of a woman” “When men touch me I feel nothing in my heart my body may feel something but my heart doesn’t” “the drugs helped me feel something for whoever I needed to feel it for.” “I idea of getting rid of the drugs meant exposing the part of me that would end up in hell”
“A close friend of mine at the time told me to stop popping pills and introduced me to cocaine, it was easy a quick bump here and there and I could do anything” “I was supposed to have a baby with the man that loved me but I couldn’t let my drug go which made me drink” “I couldn’t have a baby while I was dirty I had to get clean” “It was very difficult plus during that time I had fallen in love with the love of my life” “we planned a life together but the betrayal I felt when she ended up pregnant and hid it.” “We kept it real about everything she tried to help me get clean but I couldn’t deal with the situation”
“Can you deal with the situation now” I looked up at my counselor only time will tell? “Ebony here’s your paper for the courts you are free to go!” I stood up from my seat collected my belongings and headed out the door. In my mind, Lydia would be waiting for me outside my ring on her finger and we headed into the sunset. Outside was the smell of sewage, and an extremely hot day. I still had everyone's number but I texted my brother and told him I was out and needed a ride. I didn’t have it in me to change my phone wallpaper from Lydia’s beautiful face. I would give anything to be with her again. Wet dreams, love dreams wedding dreams all of Lydia, Why did she have such a hold on me? The last time I talked to her she lost her baby and I couldn’t feel the hole in her heart. Just thinking about her made me want to drink or pop a pill.
“looking for love in all the wrong places” I couldn’t help but laugh as my big ass brother pulled up in a small car. “Bro” I yelled hugging him. “what's up my boy” he looked at me funny as if he didn’t recognize me did the drugs change me that much? “I am so fucking happy to see you free and happy,” he said causing a tear to drop.
“I need to get a room for a little minute” I explained to him. “Nah sis you can stay at my place…” “wait never mind,” he said quickly. “damn what's wrong?” “I have a crazy baby mama” he explained. “oh shit congrats, little bro,” I said dapping him up. “there's more” and with that, he explained the whole situation. His phone rang and he started yelling. “he died and nobody told me!” he hit the steering wheel.
“A wake bet I will come I have E with me” “what the fuck do you mean?” “cut the shit and send me the address”. He hung up the phone. “E I have some bad news.” “dad died a few weeks ago they won't tell me the details but we have to go to his wake today” A sense of relief passed over me and I didn’t know why I had a lot of repressed memories of our father and I couldn’t bring myself to reach them.
After a month, I forgot why I was mad. I was waiting for him to come and bug me.
But this time he never did. He didn't even come home; it felt like drew all over again.
I called his phone, and it went to voicemail. I was pissed I sat in bed fuming the entire night.
The next day I heard the key in the door I flew into the bedroom.
I left the door cracked and played asleep. I heard him talking, then I heard a female voice.
My head flew up did he bring a bitch into my house. I slung the room door open and went in for the kill.
“REALLY!” “Dre, are you really bringing females into my house?” I snapped!
“You didn't even come home last night!” Dre put his palm to his head. “Answer me, why is she in my house?” I snapped, pointing at her. The woman looked upset to see me did he not tell her that he was coming to my home?
“Density shut the fuck up!” He yelled at me causing me to jump and then causing tears to pour.
“Damn it, destiny!” he sighed. “I will be back, ebony” she sat there looking uncomfortable.
“Let's GO,” he said, reaching for me.
“I'm not going anywhere with you,” I cried.
He put his hands together and picked me up and carried me into the room.
I beat his ass the whole way “Calm down, man..”. He said, hugging me. I was so mad! “Why is she in my house?” I asked him. “Because she is here for me,” he said
“Why the fuck did you bring somebody into my house!” “IF SHE'S HERE FOR YOU it's DISRESPECTFUL YALL COULD HAVE GOT A HOTEL...” “WHY EVEN SHOW ME YOU MOVED ON” “WHY RUB IT IN MY DAMN FACE” “WHY DO YALL NIGGAS WANT TO HURT ME SO BAD” I cried harder.
“Destiny stop!” “Please,” he said, holding his head.
“I'm not a disrespectful nigga.” he punched a hole in the wall. “stop!” “I'm a man.” “Your man.”
“I didn't come home because I was at the wake,” he said, holding back tears.
“My father passed,” he said, his voice breaking “And my sister is here to meet you and my baby!”
“You weren't talking to me, so I just went without you.” He said, making me feel like shit.
“Dre,” I said, sitting on his lap. “It's okay to cry!” I told him. He bawled his eyes out. I laid his head on my chest.
He laid on my breast I rubbed his head. He slipped my nipple into his mouth. “Dre,” I moaned, pressing my nipple into his face.
It sent chills through my body I wanted to make him feel better I fucked up and I was being selfish
“Dre!” I whispered, moaned. He looked at me asked for permission.
I gave it to him; he made hot sweaty love. My moans filled the air. It was a perfect duet. His groans, my moans. Our tongues danced the forbidden dance. “I love you, destiny,” he said in my ear.
I wanted to see him say it, so I looked him in the eyes. He repeated what he said. We had break-up sex.
Make-up sex. And angry sex. When we made love again.
“Your sister,” I snapped up out of my sleep to check on her. “I'm sorry,” I apologized to her half-awake “you hungry?” I wobbled I was dizzy and disoriented.
Dre snatched me back into the room. “Baby, you’re naked,” he told me.
I hadn't realized I was sleepy as shit. I felt like I only had 3 minutes of sleep.
“E I hope you got a good look at her!” He joked.
“I did and an earful,” “aww shit Dre!” “don’t stop I love you”
She mocked me. “And you grunting, bro, I thought you were going to die.”
“Your baby mama slash Wifey got a banging body to be pregnant!” She said.
“Thank you” I yelled blushing. Dre smacked me on the ass.
Ebony laughed. I thought she was cool I needed a friend.
She had just gotten out of rehab and out of an unhealthy relationship with a chick and a dude.
And After Brittany, foul ass, I needed a friend.
I hope they burn together. I had so much dirt on Brittany. But I wasn't that type of person I kept it all to myself I could burn her if I wanted to.
Fucking hoe! Why was I even surprised?
I knew she fucked married men.
Just never knew she would fuck mine
I couldn't afford a divorce.
So, me and drew were just separated.
I really hoped this wasn't his baby!
Comments (0)
See all