305 Lovin' Page 6

  “Ya’ll know we got the one and only Quan in the building, right?” the DJ said, cutting the music off and everybody in the club started screaming. Charlie looked at me and smiled at me. “Make some noise if ya’ll want Quan to come on stage,” the DJ said and again, the crowd started screaming. I didn’t say anything about me performing tonight but the way these niggas were screaming and yelling for me in here, it was only right that I bless that mic.

  “Quan, come on, man. You got to do one song for us, nigga,” the DJ said, turning his attention my way.

  “Nigga, go ahead. This crowd is live as fuck in here,” Quay told me, walking over to me.

  I stood up, pulling Charlie up with me and made my way to the stage. I left Charlie right there in the front row as I jumped on stage. When I got on stage, bitches went crazy trying to bum rush the stage, but security wasn’t having that shit.

  “Ay, man, play that ‘Real Mothafuckin Ridas,’” I said over the mic.

  As soon as I heard the beat drop, I was ready to go all the way in. I rapped the lyrics to my song and I watched as damn near everybody rapped along, reciting the lyrics word by word. Out of everybody in the damn room, my main focus was on Charlie’s ass. Something was so sexy about the fact that she was right there, supporting me, rapping my lyrics. That’s the type of love and support that a nigga needed right now. I brought Chantel’s ass to one of my shows and she didn’t even have the decency to come out front and if she was out front, I doubt she knew the damn lyrics. It was right here, right at this moment that I was realizing that at the end of the day, yeah, I might fuck these bitches but Charlie could do the same thing as all those bitches, plus more. I was dead ass trippin right now and looking at Charlie with a whole new perspective. I didn’t know what the fuck I wanted to do but I knew that I wanted her to be mine again. I wouldn’t promise to get rid of these bitches, though, because it wasn’t going to be that easy.

  After I performed two more songs, I walked off the stage and took a few pictures with my fans. I’d had a long ass today and I was ready to get the fuck up out of here.

  “You ready to go, with your high ass?” I asked Charlie, making my way over to her. She was back in V.I.P chopping it up with Quay.

  “Yeah, I’m ready to go. You taking me home?” she asked, focusing her attention on me.

  “Charlie, I don’t feel like driving back up to Miramar. We already in Miami, so you can just crash at my crib. I promise I’m not gone fuck with your ass,” I said, meanwhile my dick was dying to slide up in her goodies.

  “Whatever, Jaquan. Let’s go,” she said before turning around to hug Quay and then we were walking out the door.

  TMZ was out here and they were tripping like a mothafucka. I knew Charlie hated this shit so I had my armed wrapped around her shoulder as she buried her face in my neck. The valet came and pulled my car around and I quickly lifted Charlie up off her feet, opened the door for her and sat her inside, all the while trying to get these mothafuckas out of my damn face. I hated TMZ because they liked to flip stories and shit, so I didn’t associate with they assess. After getting into my car, I got inside, getting the fuck out of Dodge.

  “Take me to get something to eat first because I know you don’t have shit at your house for me to eat,” Charlie told me as soon as I hit the turnpike.

  Smirking, I said, “Where you want to go? It’s three in the morning, damn near everybody closed.” Shit, my ass was hungry, too.

  “Damn, I wanted Snappers but they close at 1. Just run me inside the gas station and I’m going to pick up some snacks,” Charlie said and I took the exit and pulled up to 7-11. I parked the car out front, got out and stood in front of the car until Charlie came back out. Five minutes later, her ass came back outside with two bags worth of shit.

  “High ass,” I said and she gave me the finger.

  I needed a meal, so I pulled into McDonald’s and ordered me two Big Macs, with two large fries and a large coke. I knew not to even ask Charlie if she wanted shit because she didn’t eat McDonald’s. After getting my food, I got back on the highway and twenty minutes later, we were pulling up to the house. I parked the car in the driveway, got out and went to open the door for Charlie. I swear I didn’t open doors for any other bitch, but this shit right here was different. Once we got inside the house, Charlie went to the kitchen, dropped her bags on the counter and took off her heels.

  “I’m coming back. I’m about to take a shower,” she said and I nodded my head and went upstirs to the theater room. I’d promised myself that when I got rich, I was getting a house with a damn theater in it. The room was huge and it could fit 16 people in it. The color scheme was black, leaving the accent wall to be red. There were big, black leather La-Z-Boy pullout chairs for the seats, each one having a red throw pillow on it. The whole room had surround sound and the TV was a 90-inch HD LED smart TV. There was even a section in the back of the room where I had cotton candy and popcorn makers. That shit was for China. I swear she loved this room more than I did. I took a seat in the first row and kicked my feet up. I put the TV on Netflix and started watching In Too Deep.

  “Jaquan, where are you?” I heard Charlie call out after I was twenty minutes into the movie.

  “I’m in the theater,” I yelled back to her.

  She walked inside the theater and her scent hit me before I saw her. She smelled of Chanel Coco body wash. I turned and looked at her and she was wearing a pair of long pajama pants from Pink with a white tank top. It was very clear that she didn’t have on a bra, either. Her face was so clear and I was able to see how naturally beautiful she was with her hair pulled pack, hanging down her back.

  “These are Monae’s pajamas. I went in her room and got it,” she smiled.

  My sister had her own room at my house, full of clothes and shit that she kept for whenever she would spend the night. I knew Monae wouldn’t trip about Charlie wearing her shit because they was best damn friends, almost sisters in a way.

  “It’s cool. What you got in that damn bag?” I asked, pointing to the bag that she’d gotten from the gas station.

  “Snacks, and what are you watching?” she said, turning her attention to the screen and then looking back at me to shake her head. She knew that this was my damn movie.

  She flopped down onto the seat next to me, tucked her feet under her butt, and began going in her bag to eat her snacks. I watched as she pulled out a bag of pretzels and a bottle of fruit punch flavored Hawaiian Punch.

  As we sat watching the movie, my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller and saw that it was Chantel calling me. I ignored it and then one of my other little hoes named Crystal was calling. It’s like damn, were they all around each other or some shit because they were blowing my phone up. I already knew that they must have seen pictures of me and Charlie leaving the club together and they wanted to know what was up.

  “I swear the dick better be good for them to be blowing up your damn phone like that,” Charlie spat, rolling her eyes.

  “If anybody know how good this shit is, it’s your ass! I been fuckin you since you was thirteen. Your ass didn’t even have titties yet,” I said, laughing.

  “Fuck you, Jaquan. That shit ain’t funny,” she said, getting up like she was about to leave the room.

  “Charlie, sit down! I was just playing with your ass,” I said, even though I was dead ass serious.

  She sat back down and focused her attention on the movie. I kicked my shoes off and took them out of the room with me. I went inside the bathroom that was in my room and took a quick shower. When I finished, I brushed my teeth and threw on a pair of all-white briefs with some black Nike basketball shorts, sagging them off my ass, and threw on my Gucci flip flops. I went over to my dresser and went into my stash of weed. I closed my bedroom door and headed back inside the theater. When I came back in the room, Charlie was still up watching the movie. I noticed that she had turned off all the lights in the theater as well. I went and sat next to her, using my phone as a fla
shlight so I could see the blunt and make sure I rolled it to perfection. Once it was just how I liked it, I lit the blunt and let the high take me away.

  “Let me get some,” Charlie said to me, taking my away from my thoughts.

  “I thought you was mad at a nigga,” I smirked, still puffing on the blunt.

  “I am, but that don’t mean I can’t smoke some weed with you,” she said, but I still didn’t give it to her.

  When I blew the smoke out my mouth again, she leaned over in front of me until our lips were almost touching and, like a vacuum, she sucked up all the smoke. I did it again and she got it this time as well. I grabbed her by the back of her head and made her lips touch mine and this time, I blew the smoke right in her mouth. We did that three more times and then I saw that she’d gotten that look in her eyes; I could tell that she was on her way to getting high as a kite.

  I don’t know what came over me but I put the blunt out, grabbed Charlie by her hips and placed her in my lap. She looked at me with a nervous look on her face. I smirked at her trying to act shy, knowing damn well she wasn’t and softly kissed her lips. At first, she wasn’t trying to kiss a nigga back, then eventually, she got into it and let me slide my tongue in her mouth. She placed both of her small hands on either side of my chest and allowed us to get into a nasty, full out kissing contest. All this kissing and shit was getting to me and my dick felt like it was going to explode at any minute now. I pulled back and went to the bottom of Charlie’s tank and pulled it over her head.

  “Jaquan, what are you doing?” she asked with skepticism dripping from her voice.

  “Exactly what you want me to do,” I said, and finished the process of taking her shirt completely off.

  I placed my large hands up under her butt and carried her over to the wall so that I could see this beautiful sight with the lights on. After I turned on all of the lights, I went back over to my seat and placed Charlie back into my lap. She sat before me in nothing but her pajama bottoms and visions of her frightened face brought back memories of when I first took her virginity. Looking into Charlie’s eyes right now, I could tell that she was scared as hell but indeed ready at the same time.

  “You can stop acting so scary, Charlie. You know damn well I’m not about to hurt your ass,” I said and she nodded her head.

  I was in complete awe staring at her perfect B cup breasts. Temptation got the best of me, so I leaned up and brought one of them in my mouth. I watched as Charlie’s body shuddered and heard a light moan gently leave her mouth. While I sucked on one, I used my finger to twirl her nipple around with the other one. She tasted so sweet and she felt so damn soft. After I sucked on both breasts, I went to her neck and gently sucked on her spot, which I had come to find many years ago. I lifted her back up and sat her down in the chair.

  “What ever happened to you wasn’t going to fuck with me tonight? I thought you said that,” Charlie said, looking on as I removed her pajama bottoms.

  “All that went out this window once you came in here with no bra and your titties out,” I said and she laughed.

  I pulled her by her hips a little further down into the seat. Once I had her ass on the edge of the seat, I pulled her knees up, placing them on both sides of her ears and dug straight into her pussy. I swear to God that there ought to be a damn sin for her shit to taste so good. I had my hands on both sides of the seat and was literally attacking her clit. The table manners that my old girl had taught me as a child went straight out the window because the way I was smacking and munching on her pussy, I was being very disrespectful with it.

  “Quan, baby, oohh,” Charlie moaned out, throwing her head back.

  I looked directly at her as she squirmed around, trying to get out of my grip. Even if I wanted to stop, I just couldn’t. I needed to taste her pussy just as much as I needed air to breathe. I removed one of my hands from the couch and slid my finger inside of her. Her pussy muscles gripped my finger and she felt just as tight as she did when I’d first slid in her nine years ago. I used my fingers as if it were my dick and kept going in and out of her hole while continuing to suck on her clit.

  “Right there, Quan… Ohhh shit… I’m cumminnn!” she yelled out and came in my mouth; and like the dog I was, I ate all of that shit out, not letting a drop of it hit the floor.

  Once I was finished, I sat up and started kissing Charlie on her face and everything because her ass was trying to tap out.

  “You tapping out on a nigga already? I didn’t even get to see what that pussy feeling like,” I said, kissing her neck and putting my hand back down into her pussy, playing with her juices.

  She didn’t answer me and her eyes were closed, so I used that as an opportunity to reach down with my other hand and pull down my shorts and boxers. These eleven inches of hard dick was ready and her wet ass pussy didn’t need any lubrication. When she least expected it, I went ahead and plunged my whole dick inside her tight slit. Her eyes popped open and I noticed them immediately get watery.

  “Quan! Wait... shittt, wait,” she said, holding onto my forearms, trying to get me to pull out.

  I shook my head no and went back to sucking on her pretty titties. A tear fell from her eyes and I went and licked it up. She looked down and saw my big ass stick trying to stretch out her pussy.

  “And then you didn’t put on a condom, Quan? Fuck!” Charlie hissed.

  I continued pumping inside of her while I leaned up to whisper in her ear. “Let me put you up on game. I ain’t never slide up in another bitch raw beside you. This my pussy and if I want to hit this shit without a condom, I’m going to do that.” I said and she let out a loud moan. I watched as she bit down hard on her lip and looked at me with nothing but love in her eyes and I’m pretty sure that I had the same look.

  “How he feel, baby? Talk to me,” I said, making circles with my hips. I’d had my share of pussy, but this one right here would always be number one on my list.

  “He feels…. Ohhhh, good, Quannn,” Charlie moaned, barely able to form a complete sentence.

  Tired of this position, I pulled out and flipped her over, telling her to get on her knees. I slapped her ass, she put a deep arch in her back and I slid right back in. I hadn’t fucked Charlie in a minute but it was crazy how her shit curved to my dick. It was like my dick was finding its way back home.

  “I love you so much, Jaquannnn,” Charlie moaned and I knew she was cummin. She always started calling me by my damn government whenever she was about to let loose.

  “I love your ass, too, girl! Fuck, I’m bout to nut,” I growled and Charlie reached her small hand back and pulled my dick out of her. I ended up shooting my shit all down her back. If I knew what her ass was trying to do, I would have knocked her hand out of the damn way.

  “Fuck you do that shit for? Fucked up my damn nut,” I said, looking down at her.

  She turned around in her seat and looked up at me. “Because I’m not on birth control, nigga, and I’m not trying to have another baby,” she shot.

  “Whatever. I’m about to take a shower. You joining me?” I asked, praying that her answer was yes.

  “I’ll take one in my room. Can you carry me there because I can’t feel my legs,” she asked, reaching her arms out for me to lift her up. I shook my head and walked over and lifted her up out of the seat. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her feet around my back.

  “Let that be the last time you put your dick inside of me without a condom, Jaquan. I don’t need nothing to be brought back to me. I see the dirty bitches you like to fuck,” she said and I laughed at her.

  “I already told your ass that you the only one I ever went inside raw. Admit it, that shit felt good, huh?” I asked, stopping in front of her door.

  “It was aight,” she said, trying to be funny.

  “Oh yeah?” I asked, reaching down and sliding back inside of her.

  We went at it for the next two damn hours. If I didn’t want to admit the shit then, I’ll admit it now. My name is f
uckin Jaquan Hakeem Turner but I go by Quan and I am deeply in love with my baby mama. There you go, I said it! I’m not about to sit here and say that I was going to vow to be the perfect man to her because I was still young and I knew that I was going to make mistakes but I knew for a fact that the way I’d just made her body feel, I wouldn’t want another man doing that to her. Call me selfish, but it is what it is. Charlie had that snap back pussy plus more, and I just couldn’t see myself saying fuck that and letting the next nigga sample my shit. This was where I wanted to be but I knew that I was going to often sample other bitches’ shit, too. I was going to try my best with Charlie but I wasn’t making any promises.

  “I can already tell you’re going to break my heart,” Charlie said to me, lying in the bed with me with her head resting on my chest.

  “Just know whatever I do and if you do get hurt in the process, it’s not on purpose. I love you, Charlie, and I’ll never do anything to hurt you on purpose,” I said.

  “Goodnight, Jaquan. I love you, too,” she said, not even bothering to respond to what I’d said. I watched as she slept for a few moments and then, a little bit after her, I was lights out as well.

  Chapter 9: Charlie

  After the whole sex scene went down between Jaquan and I, things were pretty much still the same. But I knew for a fact that we were more than baby mama and baby daddy to each other. I knew that we were doing more than co-parenting as well. After that night, I tried to convince myself that I opened up my legs for him due to the simple fact that I was high as hell but I knew deep down that it was way more than that. Yes, I was high, but I was also very much aware of everything that was going on around me and I knew exactly what I was doing. I could have stopped it from happening at any moment, but the truth was I couldn’t. I had come to grips that I was in love with this man and I wanted a serious relationship, but, due to Jaquan’s line of work, being around thirty ass bitches, and whatever else, he would hurt me if we were to get more serious. Honestly, I wanted Jaquan to fight for me, though. I wasn’t going to beg him to be with me and if he couldn’t fight, then I didn’t think that we should be together.