He opened the door to his bedroom and the entire room had tea lights scattered randomly around the room.
"This entire day was for you from the beginning to the end. And now this very moment is for you. You've been mine since the moment I saw you and you'll be mine to the end of time."
Kwame lifted the remote from his dresser and hit play and J. Holiday's Bed penetrated through his state of the art speakers. Slowly he unzipped my body-con dress and planted soft kisses on my back. My dress took its rightful place on the floor. He unhooked my bra and like clockwork I allowed that to fall too.
I wanna put my fingers through your hair
Wrap me up in your legs
And love you till your eyes roll back
I'm tryin to put you to bed, bed, bed
I'mma put you to bed, bed, bed.
Kwame turned me around and took my mouth into his. The passion in his kiss sent chills up and down my body to the point that I started feeling shaky. Sensing that my body was a little unsteady he lifted me up and placed my body down gently on the bed.
Then I'ma rock ya body turn you over
Love is war, I'm your soldier
Touching you like it's our first time
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
His kiss moved from my mouth and traveled downward to my neck. I grew hotter and hotter by the second and my heart threatened to beat out of my chest. Kwame's mouth then found its way to my C-cup breasts and he took turns sucking on one while fondling the other. My nipples were rock hard and protruding which caused him to only want to play with them more. He then started kissing my flat stomach moving south toward my navel. It wasn't long before he removed my thong for me and pulled my legs toward him. Kwame positioned me all the way at the edge of the bed and nestled his face in my pussy letting me know it was dinner time and I was the very thing on the menu.
His tongue swirled in and out of my honey pot and he alternated sucking on my sweet nectar. My girls had always told me getting head was the bomb but that wasn't anything close in describing how it actually felt. The deeper his tongue went the more I moaned and started to lose control. My body squirmed all over the bed as I creamed. He lifted his head and laughed.
"You got to hold still bae."
"Aaaaaah … .hmmmm … I'm trying to babe."
He lifted me changing my position again and this time I ended up being at the top of the bed. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a condom. He unzipped his pants allowing his pants and his Calvin Klein boxers to fall to the floor. His dick had grown rock hard and as I looked into his eyes I could tell he was ready to bless me with my last gift. He tore open the condom wrapper and slid the condom on.
"Kyhanna, I know this is your first time but I got you." He reassured me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he positioned himself on top of me. Slowly he inched his way into my love box and with each inch brought a newer level of pain.
Usher's Superstar blared through the speakers trying to temporarily distract me from the current discomfort I felt.
This is for you, you
My number one …
This is for you, you
My number one …
Ok so I don't know who made this shit up about your first time feeling great but I can tell you one thing they are a straight liar. Having Kwame penetrate me for the first time hurt like hell but since he took his time it didn't hurt for long.
Spotlights, big stage
Fifty-thousand fans screaming in a rage
Body guards and limousines
This is the way I see you in my dreams
Paparazzi flash a hundred pictures aaaallll of yoooou
Hangin' on my bedroom wall
I'm a kid again feel like thirteen
What I mean since we fell in love
Girl I be …
I'll be your groupie baby cuz you are my superstar
I'm your number one fan give me your autograph
Sign it right here on my heart …
His thrusts started slowly allowing me to get used to his rhythm. Then he started to increase his speed and I must admit it started to feel good as hell.
"Damn baby, your shit is so tight. You feel good as fuck."
"Ummmm … Mmmmm … .oooooh Kwame don't stop."
"You don't want me to stop?" Am I hurting you?"
"Aaaaaah … hmmmm … keep going baby don't stop."
Yeah, I'll be your groupie baby cuz you are my superstar
And as your number one fan I'll do all that I can to show you how super you are
Kwame continued to give it to me until we both came at the same time. You never know a piece of your soul is missing until your soul is staring you directly in the face. He had been the missing piece to the puzzle that I never knew I needed and the very thing that seemed to make my life complete.
"We definitely gonna have to put yo' ass on some birth control asap. ‘Cuz I hate using condoms and at the rate we're going you gonna end up pregnant. Happy birthday baby." Kwame kissed me on my forehead ever so gently and my ass passed out. I had been completely spent. Happy birthday to me for real.
Kwame
Chapter 11
Just when things are going right in my life something always happened to fuck up my plans. I had just had the night of a lifetime with my girl Kyhanna and someone ended ringing my doorbell early as hell the next morning.
Kyhanna went to get up and answer the door but something told me to get up instead. Besides if Charmaine wanted to try to pull some more bullshit out of her ass then Kyhanna wouldn't have to catch it. I leaned down and kissed my princess then lightly jogged downstairs to answer the door. I opened up the door expecting someone to be on my doorstep but there was no one there. A small rectangular box rested on my welcome mat. I picked up the unaddressed box and opened it to reveal a nasty ass pregnancy test that had already been used. I threw that shit back in the box right after I lifted the note that rested underneath it.
Do I have your attention now? We need to talk. Call me.
Selina
I crumbled up the piece of paper, stuffed it inside the box and walked back in the house. I couldn't believe Selina and her shenanigans. She'd tried to convince me all along that she was different than the rest when she had been no different than anyone. I couldn't wait to see Selina's ass so she could catch it. I definitely had a few words for her delusional ass.
"Good morning love. Who was at the door?"
"Oh it was a Jehovah Witness lady. Nothing major."
"Well what are you holding in your hand?" She asked and for a moment I had forgotten I was even carrying something.
"It's trash babe. Don't worry about it. I'm about to take out the trash now." I stepped quickly past her, stuffed the small brown box in the trash and pulled the drawstring before she even got a chance to investigate.
"Babe, I'll be right back." I said as I walked outside stuffing the bag inside my trash can. I pulled out my cell phone while I was in the garage and sent Selina a text message telling her I'd be over to see her in a few. Once I hopped in the shower, I ended up getting dressed in no time.
"Hey baby, where are you going?" Kyhanna asked me as she watched me put my Timberland Boots on.
"I gotta run a few errands. I'll be back in a few."
"Well why don't I just come with you?"
"Cuz if you come with me then you'll miss your first driving school lesson. Matter of fact your driving instructor should be here within the hour."
"Really? You putting me through driving school?"
"Of course. There's no way I'm gonna let you drive your brand new whip without it. Gotta have them L's Ma."
"Aww baby I swear you are so thoughtful." Kyhanna stood on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss on the lips and I smacked her butt as she walked by.
"Don't mention it babe. You better get going if you wanna make your lesson in time." She went to walk over to where her black duffel bag sat on the floor but stopped herself before she reached it.
"I guess I'll just go into my new closet and pick out something brand new to wear that my man brought me."
"Good. I heard your man is a good dude. See you later babe."
I'm so glad I set her up for driving school in advance because it was her very driving lesson that had come through in the clutch and saved my ass for real. I didn't want her getting suspicious as to where I was about to go especially when there was absolutely nothing for her to worry about. Now with Kyhanna taken care of I couldn't wait to pay Selina a visit.
I pulled up to Selina's house and noticed she was probably home alone since there were no cars in the driveway. Her mother's red Honda Civic wasn't parked in its usual spot. I also hoped Selina's nosey Uncle Peto wasn't there either because I didn't want to have to go upside his head for talking to me sideways. I rang the doorbell but walked through the door since it was already cracked open. I saw Selina sitting on the couch like she was pissed at the world but her attitude didn't mean shit to me. I could care less at what had her so upset.