Black Butterfly (21 page)

             
“Seantay,” he groaned. It was more out of pleasure than protest.

             
“I’ll ride you,” I purred in his ear. “You don’t even have to move. I will do all of the work.” I grabbed a condom, carefully put it on him, and slid him inside of me. I was still wet from earlier and he entered me easily. Raheem was nowhere near small, so I tightly wrapped my strong muscles around him. I squeezed him and found a good rhythm. As I grinded on top of him he closed his eyes and cupped my ass cheeks in his strong hands. I knew that it was good to him because he was biting his bottom lip and grinding up into me.

I leaned over to kiss his neck and he whispered in my ear. “I can’t get enough of you, mmm.”

              “Neither can I…uhh…Rah…”

             
He suddenly grabbed me and flipped me over so that he was on top. Placing my legs behind my head he gave it to me long and deep. I opened up like a flower and let him deep inside. His intense stare and concentration on making me orgasm instantly turned on my sexual flame. I was so wet and gushy I could hear my pussy talking very loudly.

             
“Damn girl,” he said pounding into me. He was hitting spots I didn’t even know I had

             
“Fuck!” I screamed digging my nails into his sweaty back. My hands moved down to his muscular ass. I held on as he moved inside of me with precision. He knew exactly where to go and how long to stay there. He knew when to go deep and give me all of the dick and when to ease up without me even telling him.

             
“So fucking wet, mmm”.

             
“That’s because I’m about to cum!” I screamed knowing that when Raheem made me orgasm it was always intense.

             
He put my legs on his shoulders because he knew they’d need the support. “I feel it baby,” he said using his body to take me there. I came so hard that I pushed him out of me with the force of my muscle contractions.

             
“Mmmm,” I moaned as my eyes rolled back in my head. My body convulsed and my legs shook like I was having a seizure. “Shit Raheem…ohhhh…”

             
“Put that ass in the air. I want that pussy from the back. You woke me up now you goin’ take this dick.” I loved when he let the thug out.

             
I tooted it up and looked back at him. “Don’t front like I can’t take that shit now.”

             
He smacked my ass. “I know you can. That’s why I fucks with you baby.”

             
He positioned himself behind me and rubbed his dick up and down my slick pussy. My sensitive clit was still swollen and I came instantly. My juices trickled onto his dick and he slid that thickness deep inside of me. I grinded back into him and the painful pleasure was so intense as he rode me like a wave.

             
“Aaahhh shit…” he groaned into my neck. “Your pussy is so fucking good Tay.”

             
I wanted to say I know, but I just looked back at him and licked my lips. “And so is that big, thick black dick!” I shot back at him sexily. I gave him a wink and he gave me the dick.

             
I collapsed on the bed and bit down on the pillow. He was up on his feet literally digging my pussy out. I came hard again, but this time he didn’t go anywhere. He held on to me and made me come two more times before he finally clutched me in surrender.

             
“Damn girl…mmmm….fuck!!! AAAAHHH!!!” He collapsed on my back and just stayed there for a while. He finally lifted himself out of me and fell back on the bed. “Damn.” Smacking my ass again he got up to flush the condom.

             
Closing my eyes I drifted back to sleep satisfied.

*                        *                     *

Seandra

             
I was driving myself crazy with envy over Renell and Ricky’s relationship. I’d gotten home from the set and Maurice was gone. He hadn’t really been around much since our short weekend in New Orleans. Seantay kept me up on the Renell and Ricky scoop. He’d just bought her a10 carat diamond ring with a rose gold band that was a half-inch thick. What? They’d only been together for three months. They were planning to go on a Caribbean Cruise for two weeks during the summer. He seemed to be really attentive and affectionate to her and I hated that my so-called man wasn’t like that.

             
Maurice walked into the apartment and stormed right past me without saying a word.

             
“How the fuck are you doing?” I asked angrily. I was sick of him ignoring me, acting as if I’d pissed in his iced tea.

             
I heard him grunt as he sat down on the loveseat across for me.

             
“What is your problem Maurice? Why are you here if you’re going to act like this? You’ve been acting different ever since we got back from New Orleans. What is it?”

             
He threw an evil glance my way and turned the television on. “You nag too damn much. Lately, every since I asked you to marry me, you’ve been different. I don’t even know if…” He suddenly stopped.

             
I stood up and went off on his stupid ass. “Fuck you Maurice! If you don’t want to marry me so what! You don’t deserve me! Get out!” I yelled.

             
“Give me my ring,” He said calmly as he held his hand out.

             
Shaking my head I said, “Hell no.” As I shoved him against the door I kept right on going. “Go back to that bitch you been fucking! If you don’t want to be with me break it off.”

             
“I love you, but I want the Seandra I met back,” he said turning to look at me.

             
“We need some time apart. I want you to get yourself together. Mother’s party is coming up. There’s no way I’m going without you. I know that Renell and her superman are going to be there,” I heard myself say.

             
“I’m going to get a room and then I’ll be flying to San Diego tomorrow. You want me to go to your mother’s party just for show. What are you doing Seandra? Are you trying to prove that you can keep a man? Renell is so much smarter than you,” he said with disgust in his eyes.

             
“Excuse me? What the fuck did you just say?” I asked in astonishment. He may as well have slapped me in my face.

             
“You heard what I said. Why are you so jealous of Renell?  Is it because she doesn’t need a man to complete her? She is more of a woman than you’ll ever be.”

             
“What? You hate Renell.” I said with certainty.

             
“No. You hate her. I never said that.”

             
Why the hell was he Renell’s advocate all of a sudden? “What the hell is going on with you? Why the hell are you suddenly insulting me in Renell’s honor? You want her now? Shit, just let me know and I’ll leave you be!” I was so angry that I was having erratic thoughts of stabbing him in his cold ass heart.

             
He shook his head. “I’ll call you later. If it means so much to you I will go to your mother’s party with you. It must be nice to be doing so much better than Renell.”

             
With that said he turned on his heels and headed out of the apartment like he’d turned the tables on me. As if he’d chosen to leave instead of me telling him to. He’d already packed his things and had planned on leaving. Turning the engagement ring around on my finger I tried to understand why I’d stayed with Maurice for so long. What had he done other than give me grief? I missed the way he was when we first met. I longed for a time before the coke and women started to take over.  I’d heard rumors about his business being in financial trouble. I’d confronted him about it, but he brushed it off without confirmation. His top two artists had both gone double platinum with their new releases. He seemed to be okay financially, so I didn’t bring it up anymore.

             
I took the ring off and flung it across the room. It bounced off the wall and landed on the carpet. I didn’t feel like crying. Instead I felt numb. Like someone had turned my emotions off. What could have possibly made him say such things to me? I guess my best was just not enough for his sorry, no good ass.

             
I sighed. What was up with his sudden obsession with Renell? What was that shit all about? Shaking my head I got up to retrieve the keys to my crimson colored Ferrari. I loved to push it when I was angry. I drove through Miami at top speed trying to blow off some steam.

*               *                *

Seantay

             
“I am so in love,” I said staring off into space. Randy was the only person other than Reba that I could talk to.

             
“You? Not too long ago you were talking about fuck that I play the field. I’m not with that falling in love shit.” He imitated my voice. We were taking a needed break from an intense workout.

             
“Yeah, I did feel that way at first. It’s different now. He helped me realize my feelings.”

             
“Mmm hmm, so the big party for Lady Beauvois is tomorrow evening. Are you ready for the glorious occasion?”

             
“Yes I am. Father got her a beautiful Porshe. I test drove it and it floats.”

             
“Really? What did you get for her?”

             
“A Yves Saint Laurent pant suit and a beautiful pair of ruby earring to match the red Mark Jacobs dress that daddy bought her.”

             
“Nice. Well, I will be there with bells on honey. I got the Queen a lovely Helen Welsh handbag. It’s white and made from that soft, butter leather. When I saw it at Nordstram’s I knew it would be perfect. So, are you bringing Mr. Raheem?” Randy asked as if it was an afterthought.

             
“I’d thought about it, but I’m not quite sure if I am ready to expose him to my family’s craziness.”

             
“Huh sweety? Every black family…no let me rephrase that, every family is dysfunctional in some way.”

             
I sighed. “I guess you’re right. Let’s put on our suits and finish the last thirty minutes in the pool.”

             
“Do you want to do laps or water aerobics?”

             
“Laps. I need to think.”

             
“Okay. C’mon hottie.”

*              *           *

             
Later that night I was curled up in Raheem’s strong, chocolate arms. I could feel his warm breath on my ear. “Babe? You sleep?” I asked.

             
“Unt uhh,” he answered sounding like he was barely awake.

             
“I know this is spur of the moment, but my mother’s birthday is tomorrow. We’re throwing a big party for her and I want you to be there. It would be the perfect opportunity for you to meet my family. I must warn you though they’re all completely off the wall. I still want you there with me.”

             
“You want me to meet your parents tomorrow night? Damn baby. Why’d you wait so long to ask me?”
              “I’m sorry baby if…”
              “It’s cool mami. I just hope you’re ready to meet my mom,” he said kissing my neck softly.

             
I smiled. “I look forward to meeting her.”

             
“I’m looking forward to meeting your folks too,” he confirmed.

             
I couldn’t help but think he’d be taking those words back soon enough.

*           *          *

              Raheem was decked out in a cream colored Gucci suit with a chocolate brown tie and chocolate brown and beige Gators. My baby was looking like he’d jumped off the cover of GQ magazine with his fresh cut and clean shave.
              “Aww baby, you look so handsome,” I gushed at him lovingly. He leaned in to kiss me and I took his juicy lips graciously.

             
When he pulled away he sighed and said. “Thanks sexy, but I’m nervous as hell.”

             
We’d decided to get ready at his place and go to the party together.  “Don’t be nervous baby. Everything will be just fine. If my mom or dad asks you what you do just tell them that you’re a student. I have to warn you about my mother’s parents. They’re even richer than my parents, so you can imagine how far their heads are in the clouds. My father’s parents are cool as hell though,” I explained as I slipped into a black, short and extra sexy Dolce and Gabbana dress. The silky material clung to my figure and accentuated all of my curves.

             
I noticed that Raheem was staring attentively as I got dressed. “Mmm mmm mmm! I’m a lucky ass man!”