Davonyé
I jump out the shower and then stand in the mirror while I dry myself off. My dick is hard as fuck cuz I been thinkin’ about what Ariella and me got into earlier at school.
She got that pussy that fucks your head up, and she ain’t even know…
You at home witcho girl, nigga. You need to stop thinkin’ about that shit.
I pull on sweatpants and then go into the front room to find Carisse lying on the couch with her hair tied up into a headscarf. Carisse is curvy, about five-foot-seven, and has beautiful dark skin. She’s half Ghanaian and actually speaks the language, too. It’s one of the things that attracted me to her. I got a thing for girls who can speak other languages.
She looks up from her cell as I lie on the couch opposite her.
“You smell good,” she says as I stare at the tv. She’s watching some rerun of Love and Hip Hop, but I ain’t really paying attention. My head is fucked up.
It’s times like these when I wish I still had my own place.
“You wanna order somethin’? I was thinkin’ we could try that new Japanese takeout.”
“Whatever you want.”
I hear her sigh. “What is with you? You been acting weird all day,” she complains.
I look over to her for a second. “Nothin’.”
“Come on, babe. You know you can talk to me.”
Not about this I can't. I'm still in shock about taking Ariella's virginity. That shit is a first for me. I always fucked with older women when I was growing up. Carisse was the first girl I wanted that was the same age as me. I like my women black, intelligent, and mature. They gotta be experienced and know exactly what the fuck they doin’ in bed, too, but even though Ariella didn’t have a clue, it’s still the best pussy I’ve ever had.
By miles, too.
And the thought of me being the only man to have been inside her makes me feel a kinda way.
Almost possessive.
“I hate seeing you like this. Is it me? Are you not happy anymore?”
“Of course I am,” I tell her, trying not to sound annoyed. Or I was... I just can't stop thinking about Ariella. I wanna be around her. I wanna get to know everything there is to know about her. I mean, she got me to be her first and then said she's gonna be out of school for a while, like she knew she’d be avoiding me or somethin’.
And what the fuck was with her attitude today? I never knew she could be so fiery.
“So, what is it then? Is it school? Is it work?” Carisse carries on.
“I got a couple exams coming up, Carr, that’s all. Work’s gonna be busy for a while, too.”
Shit, I’m already startin’ to pre-plant lies so I can make time to see Ariella…
“Well, let me take your mind off it, then.”
She comes over to kiss me, but I have to force it cuz it don't feel right. The attraction I always feel for her just all of a sudden ain’t there.
What the fuck has Ariella done to me?
I hold Carisse’s waist. “Later, Carr. I'm tired right now.”
She jerks her head away. “Since when are you ever too tired to fuck?”
“Since now.”
Since her...
Her pussy was so damn tight. I swear she almost broke my wood off when she squeezed me. Fuck... I had to push damn hard to get my dick up inside her, too, and then I had to talk to myself like a muthafucka so I didn't nut before she came.
It was different, too, just like that damn kiss at Harmony’s party. When all this craziness started. I don’t know a thing about that girl, but it feels right being with her. And as much as I should feel guilty about cheatin’ on my girl, I don't. If anything, I’m tryna see if I can do it again.
I close my eyes and groan. The fuck am I gonna do?
Carr feels up my now hard dick through my jeans. I jump cuz I forgot that she was here. “Well, you might not think you wanna fuck, but a part of you does.”
I keep my eyes closed and think about how good Ariella's pussy felt. I need to get her cell number. I need to talk to her. What did she mean she already told me why she has to stay off school?
Carisse slips her hand inside my sweats but I ain't feeling it. I can feel my dick softening already. What has Ariella actually told me so far?
Not much.
I don't even know if she liked what we did. I mean, it sounded like she did, and her pussy was soaked, but then she also sounded like she was in pain.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
I shoulda stopped. I shoulda made her first time special. I need to get her number. But how the fuck am I gonna accomplish that?
I sigh deeply, but then I frown. “What's that smell?” I ask Carisse, opening my eyes.
She pulls her hand from my sweats. “What smell?”
“I dunno. It smells like some old women’s perfume.” I breathe deeply again. “It's gone now...”
“Okay…” Carisse gives me a confused glare. “Look, if you're gonna be like this then you can take me to Harmony’s house. You clearly need some time alone, and I need some company.”
“It's over an hour’s drive up there, Carr. Are you serious?”
“Yes. You can chill with us or you can go see your boys. I might stay over anyway. She can take me to school tomorrow. We wanna plan something for Ariella’s birthday.”
Ariella. I could try get her number from Harmony’s cell... “Fine. I'll take you. But you can buy food on the way.”
She scoffs as she gets up off the couch. “You should be buying me food seeing though I ain't gettin’ no dick.”
I sit up and stare her ass down. “Don't start, Carisse. You gonna give me a hard time after sayin’ no one time, yeah?”
“Nah, I’m sorry,” she says and then leans down to give me a quick kiss. “I’ll get the food.”
***
I sit at the table and listen to Harmony and Carisse chatting about Ariella's birthday opposite me. Harmony mentions that Ariella ain't talking to her right now. I wonder why. She seemed different at school today, so something is definitely going on, especially considering they're so damn close.
The more I listen to their conversation, the more I feel that something is off about this shit.
“We gotta wait a few weeks before we can celebrate her birthday. Twentieth birthdays are kinda a big thing in our family, so she'll be caught up for a while,” Harmony says as she passes Carisse a can of soda out the fridge.
“But she's gonna be at school, right?” Carisse asks.
Harmony sits down at the table next to her. “Nah. She'll be off school. She's way ahead anyways. She's really smart and can even speak different languages. Her dad literally knows everything. He home-schooled her for years.”
“I ain’t seen her dad, but I saw her mom when she started school. She looks really young.”
“They both do. You know black don't crack,” Harmony jokes.
Carisse smiles. “Yeah, but still, she only looked about twenty.”
“Yeah...” Harmony suddenly bites her lip and then changes the subject.
What the fuck was that about? And what kinda celebration takes weeks?
I smell that fuckin’ smell again. I sniff my shirt. Is it me?
Harmony picks up her cell and then drops it on the side before pulling Carisse up to go upstairs. I look at the iPhone and see it's still unlocked, so I touch it to keep it open. I wait to hear them far enough away and then quickly search for Ariella’s number.
Nothing. I check under ‘cousin’ but it ain't under that either.
Shit.
Ella...
I find ‘Ella’ with a love heart next to it and copy the number into my cell. I got her number, now what?
I go over to the bottom of the stairs. “I'm gonna make a move now, Carr!” I shout up to them.
She comes running down to give me a kiss. “Call me later,” she says on her way back upstairs.
I drive towards home with my cell in my hand. What am I gonna say to her? What if that ain't even her number?
I gotta find out somehow…
Why the fuck am I so paranoid all of a sudden? Shit’s pissin’ me off.