Black Butterfly (8 page)

             
“Uh huh,” I said feeling like I’d heard it all before.

             
“I’m going to make everything alright between us. I promise.”

             
He thought spending some time with me would get him on my good side again.  “Okay,” I said without enthusiasm. I felt numb and I knew that could not be a good thing.

             
“See you then. Love you,” he said not put off at all by my lack of emotion.

             
“I don’t have to keep saying it Maurice. I show it. There is no price tag on love. Especially not when your father is richer than your fiancé,” I said and placed the cordless phone in its cradle.

             
When the phone rang again I just ignored it. After a while I turned the ringer off. I figured I would make him sweat for a change.

Chapter 7

Seantay

             
After two weeks I’d finally heard from Raheem. I’d called him once after Reba had given me his number and left him a message. I didn’t keep calling because I don’t sweat
any
man.

             
“Seantay?” His familiar voice asked after I’d answered the phone with a sexy hello.

             
“Yes, this is Seantay? Who is this?” I asked knowing damn well who he was.

             
“This is Raheem. Damn, it’s been a minute since we talked. What’s been up?”

             
“Not much,” I said nonchalantly.

             
“I’m not about to beat around the bush. I been busy and just got your message. I want to see you. Can I see you tonight?” He asked.

             
“You still stay…?”

             
He cut me off. “Nol lil’ mama. I moved. Shit, I know I can’t come to you. So what’s up? I don’t want to waste any more time. I will see you tonight right.” He stated rather than asked. His confidence was one thing about him that had always turned me on.

             
“I’m not trying to waste any time either,” I said seductively. “You know me. If you want to see me I’ll come to you. Go ahead and let all your little chicken head girlfriends know that
the
bitch is back. What time do you want me to come over?” I asked grinning from ear to ear.

             
“Give me a couple hours beautiful. I have to take care of some business first. Look baby, I missed you. That’s my good word. I’m not trying to lock you down or nothing. That’s not my style. I like being single and I know that you do too.  I just missed chilling with you,” he said sweetly.

             
I melted like butter instantly. “Is that all you missed?” I asked.

             
“Nol, there is plenty more that I missed. I’m sure that you will refresh my memory tonight. I’m not going to waste any more words over the phone. I want to see you face to face. I will call you in a little bit.”

             
“Okay.” By the time I hung up the phone my cheeks were hurting because I was smiling so hard.

             
I called Reba. She would be happy to hear that he’d finally called. I’d talked her ear off about how he hadn’t called me yet.

             
“Hello,” she answered in a cheerful voice.

             
“He finally called girl!” I was excited about seeing Raheem again.

             
“I’m so fucking happy for you. Now I don’t have to see you moping around and looking pitiful because Raheem still hasn’t called. I can’t believe you. You act all pressed about a dude until he starts feeling you. After you whip him you leave him alone. What’s up with that?” Reba asked.

             
“You know what’s up with that. I can’t get serious about any of them. There’s no way I could take someone like Raheem home to my parents. Come on Reba. You have to see where I am coming from. Anyway, I’m going to see him tonight. What should I wear?”

             
Reba laughed.”Girl, please. You are going to be coming out of whatever you have on real quick. Wear something sexy and easy to take off. You haven’t had any in a while and I know that you’re going to be all over Raheem’s fine ass. I bet you two don’t go anywhere tonight.”

             
After we got off the phone I walked downstairs to see what was for dinner. I overheard my mother talking on the phone about her plans for an engagement party for Seandra. It was so pathetic the way mother was falling all over herself for her precious clone. If she really knew Maurice she would not be so ecstatic. When mother hung up the phone she spotted me heading for the kitchen.

             
“Seantay. How are you? I haven’t seen you all evening,” she said with a huge grin plastered on her face.

             
“I’m fine. I was just coming down to see what’s for dinner. I’m starved.” I rubbed my stomach, which was flat as a board.

             
“I don’t know yet. I wanted to be surprised. We are not eating until your father gets home anyway.”

             
“I have plans tonight mother. I can’t wait for daddy to come home. I am hungry now. There is no point of the three of us to sitting at the kitchen table like we’re the perfect family. Forget it. I’m going upstairs to get dressed. You can wait on daddy to eat if you want to. I will get something when I go out.” I turned on my heels and went upstairs.

             
Shea ran up the stairs ahead of me and sniffed at my bedroom door. I opened the door and walked into my beautifully decorated bedroom. Peach was my favorite color, so my curtains, comforter and linens were peach. I lit two African Peach incense and lit a joint. Sitting on my bed, I puffed with thoughts of Raheem in my head. I fought the urge to touch myself and turned the radio on instead. The sound of Maxwell’s soft, sexy voice blared from the speakers.

             
“So don’t ever wonder,” I sang along as the purple haze lifted me above Beauvois Estate. I felt good as hell as I lay back on the bed exhaling the thick, gray smoke through my nose. I placed the joint in the ashtray and removed my clothes. I pictured Raheem’s sexy body and no longer fought the urge to tease my clit with my fingers.

             
My body tingled as I remembered Raheem’s sexy body moving like a snake on top of me. I remembered how good the sex was with him. One hand steadily rubbed my clit while the fingers on my other hand teased my erect nipples. I was out of breath as my orgasm built up. I imagined Raheem’s mouth on me. Before I could orgasm my cell phone rang.

             
“Shit!” I yelled out in frustration. I wasn’t going to answer it at first, but the call had already broken my concentration. I decided to answer just in case it was Raheem.

             
“Hello.”

             
“Hey baby. I have to see your sexy ass right now. Bring your fine ass over here.” He gave me his address.

             
“Okay. I will be there in about an hour. I have to get dressed baby. Oh, and you might want to take a power nap because you’re going to need it,” I teased.

             
He chuckled. “I’m not a little boy baby. Fuck a damn nap.”

             
I arrived at Raheem’s barely dressed in an extra short, red, slightly sheer slip dress. I wore only a sheer thong underneath. I wasn’t leaving much to the imagination and that was exactly how I wanted it. Before I could step into his apartment he had my dress off and my legs wrapped around his waist. I put the condom on for him and kissed his full lips. His smooth, milk chocolate complexion was tantalizing and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me again.

             
“Mmm, I want you so bad. I know it’s better than I remember,” he said breathlessly against my lips.

             
“Oh Raheem,” I moaned when I felt him enter me gently. “You feel so good.”

             
“Baby, you feel good. So, wet…so tight…mmm.” He kissed my neck and then sucked my earlobe. He knew my hot spots all too well.’             

             
“Turn your sexy ass around.”

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We sprawled lazily across his bed tangled in the sheets. He gently raked his fingers along my back causing chills to travel up and down my spine. I sucked my thumb, which was a habit I had developed as a child. It was hard to kick and I often did it when I was satisfied. Raheem had broken his record of three orgasms in a row. Mmm, five had been enough for me.

             
“You smell so good,” he said with his face buried in the crevice of my neck. His warm breath made me shiver all over.

             
I smiled taking my thumb out of my mouth. “I really did miss you Raheem.”

             
“Yeah, right. You’re a player. Don’t try to run your game on me.” He grinned and planted a light kiss on the tip of my nose.

             
Knowing that I could fall for him, I took in his handsome features. His smooth, dark skin, sexy copper colored eyes, keen nose, and thick, sexy lips made him model fine. Damn, I breathed. He was perfect from his head to his toes. Yes, he even had pretty ass feet. Standing about 6’1, and weighing a muscular 195 lbs, he was a fine, chocolate chunk of sexy.

             
“Me?” I asked innocently. “I’m not the player. You’re the one that’s so confident with your game that you hadn’t seen me in years, but the first thing you do is go for the goods. We could’ve at least had a conversation first.” I laughed.