Going Down (32 page)

“Don’t look, but I used to date that guy in the blue suit.”

“Used to?”

“We broke up weeks ago,” I lied, “but he’s still bothering me about getting back together.”

“Can’t say that I blame him. I would be trying to get back with you, too.”

“Look, I don’t want him to see us together. It will only cause a scene, and I’m just not in the mood for foolishness tonight.”

“I understand,” he said and stood up.

“Why don’t you wait for me outside. I promise I won’t be long.”

“Okay. I’ll be outside,” he said, and walked off. He bumped into the guy in the blue suit. A guy thing I guess, but I had never seen him in my life, so it didn’t matter. I got up and went to the bar and ordered another drink. Once I was done, I got up and went outside.

I looked around for my prey and didn’t see him anywhere. I was starting to think that I had outsmarted myself and waited too long and he left. I thought about going back inside and starting over with new prey, but then I decided to go home instead. I started walking toward my car, when I heard a car door open. “It’s about time,” he said. “I was starting to think that you couldn’t get away from him. Or that you had changed your mind.”

“Believe me, there was no chance of that happening. I’m glad you waited. I was looking forward to this.”

“So what now?”

“You lead and I’ll follow,” I said, and walked to my car.

He led me to his place, and things started happening quickly when we got there. He immediately stripped me out of my dress and began sucking my nipples. I could feel myself getting caught up in wave of pleasure. I began tugging at his shirt and he stopped, gently holding my head between his hands. Our eyes met. I hoped he would start kicking my ass. Instead, he dropped to his knees and kissed my bellybutton, but kept his eyes locked in mine. My nipples had hardened the moment he took them into his mouth. I felt the moisture between my thighs and began to feel like this might turn out to be something. Something without murder, but we’ll see how that goes. I’ve been here before.

I helped him get undressed. He stood before me in nothing but his briefs. He started to come out of them and I stepped back. “Let me do this my way.”

Very slowly and seductively, I dropped to my knees and peeled down his briefs slowly. My eyes locked on what he had to offer and a smile curled across my face. I took his length in my hands and stroked it. “You like?”

“It’s everything I hoped it’d be,” I moaned.

After I suck the shit outta this dick, you make sure you fuck me like you mean it
, I thought as I eased him onto the sofa and began kissing and sucking the head of his dick. I stroked it with both hands and slid my tongue along the side. I rubbed it against my face while I stroked it. I kept licking the sides and looking up at him. I took one hand off of his dick and slid it between my legs. I eased it inside and fingered myself slowly while I sucked and stroked his dick.

“I wanna suck your dick so bad,” I said softly, and took the head in my mouth. Just the head, while I continued to stroke it and finger myself. Each time I sucked the head, I took it completely out of my mouth and stroked it, before returning it to my mouth. I got a firm grip on it and took him in as deep as I could. He arched his back and started to fuck my mouth. I fingered myself harder.

I took my fingers out of me and fondled his balls while I stroked his head. I took almost his entire length in my mouth, shook my head and almost gagged on it. I took it out, stroked it while I caught my breath, and went down on it again. Again and again I repeated the same move—deep throat then stroke. Then I just began to suck hard on it. In and out quickly, stoking him and myself the whole time.

When I felt like I was ready to feel him, I got up and straddled him, grabbed his hips and slowly slid down on him with ease. I moved up and down with precision. Our bodies rocked in sync. “I love this ass,” he whispered. I bounced up and down while he sucked and squeezed my nipples.

“Oh God, that pussy is driving me insane!” he yelled and rusted his hips, matching my rhythm stroke for stroke. Now this was usually the point where I would kill him, scream like a maniac, and go home. But like I said, I was enjoying sex more these days, so I slowed down and got off him.

“Where’s the bedroom?”

He jumped up and grabbed me by the hand. He fast-walked me to the bedroom. I laid on my back and spread my legs wide. “Come on, don’t keep me waiting,” I demanded. With an invitation like that, he quickly laid down on the bed next to me. Once again, I began kissing his dick passionately and stroking it; his hands were all over my body. He closed his eyes as the sensation of my hands on his dick gave way the sensation of my lips against his chest, and then to his throbbing dick.

Then he abruptly rolled me on my back and kissed my naval, and kept kissing me until he was between my thighs. His lips and tongue became engaged with my lips and clit, slowly tonguing my lips and sucking lightly on my clit. “That’s it, baby. Take your time,” I said and closed my eyes. My excitement grew as he used the flat of his tongue and then the tip of it, to make me feel different sensations.

Once I had had my fill of him sucking my pussy, I pushed his head away and rolled out of bed.

“Where you going?” he asked frantically, as I walked out of the bedroom.

“I’ll be right back,” I said, and went to get my purse. I picked it up and took out a pill I had brought along for the occasion. I returned to the bedroom and got back in bed with him. I straddled his body, grabbed his dick, and slid it inside me. I began moved my body up and down on him and he grabbed my ass and began pumping it to me.

When his eyes were closed and his mouth was open, I dropped the pill in and covered his mouth with my hand. Once he has swallowed it, I moved my hand away and began to fuck him harder.

“What was that?” he asked.

“Don’t worry, it will make your dick harder for me,” I said, and slammed my body into his.

I kissed Angelique good night and left the house on my way to pick up Chris. We were going to meet Tavarus at some club. Which isn’t unusual, we meet at spots all the time. What was different about this was that he was insistent that we get there no later than eleven o’clock. When I asked him why, he made up some bullshit answer and rushed me off the phone. Chris said he did him the same way.

When I got to Chris’s house to pick him up, he had been smoking weed and drinking and said he wasn’t going, but wouldn’t say why
. Now both of them are acting strange
, I thought.

“Look, man, this is obviously something important to Tee. So get your drunk ass up, take a quick shower, and let’s go.”

“All right, all right,” Chris said, and got his drunk ass up.

“Where’s the weed?”

“In the cabinet over the refrigerator.”

We got to the spot just as the band was coming on stage, and we both stood there with our mouths wide open when we saw our boy Tee walk out onstage with his horn. “You believe this shit?” I said to Chris.

“No,” was all Chris could say.

“I know he said he had picked up his horn again, but I didn’t know he was playing in a band.”

“That’s why the nigga been acting all secretive and shit,” Chris said, and we found ourselves a seat as close to the stage as we could get. We finally got his attention when the first song began. You could see a smile come across his face when he saw that we had made it.

“And you didn’t wanna come,” I said to Chris as the first song began.

“Yeah, that woulda been so fucked up.”

And it would have been, because Tavarus ripped the joint apart. You would think that me and Chris were at a football game or something, the way we were carrying on. It got so bad at one point, that security came and threatened to put us out if we didn’t tone it down.

By that time, Chris had had two more drinks. “But that’s my boy up there,” he said, and got in the security guy’s face.

“I don’t care who that is up there, keep it down or you gotta leave.”

When the set was over and Tavarus came out of the dressing room, we were there to meet him. “Man, you turned this bitch out,” Chris said, and threw his arms around him.

“Yeah, man, you really did. I didn’t know you could get down like that.”

“This is what all that hiding and keeping secrets was about,” Chris said.

“This is what I been doing every night,” Tavarus said.

“So how long y’all been playing here?” I asked.

“This is our first night, first gig playing together.”

“Damn, it’s like y’all been at this for years.”

“Thanks. You know when I came out onstage I was looking around for y’all, and I was like damn,
them
niggas ain’t show.”

“We just got here when you saw us. One of us didn’t wanna come,” I said, and tipped my head toward Chris.

“Yeah, that would be me.”

“Well, I’m glad you changed your mind, or Zack changed it for you. It meant a lot to me to see y’all out there.”

“Told you,” I said to Chris.

We made our way back to our table and ordered another round of drinks. While we waited for the waitress to come back with our drinks, Tavarus was looking around the club.

“I wanted to introduce y’all to somebody, but I don’t see her,” Tavarus said when I asked him who he was looking for.

“The chick that got you playing again?” Chris asked.

“Yeah, but I guess she had to go,” Tavarus said, as the waitress returned and put a drink in front of him.

“And keep them coming,” Chris said, and dropped a fifty-dollar bill on her tray.

After a few more rounds, Tee and I decided that Chris had had enough to drink. “Yo, I’m gonna take this nigga to the house,” I told Tavarus.

“Thanks again for coming out,” Tavarus said and hugged us both. “Tonight wouldn’t have been the same without y’all being here to see it.”

“If I didn’t see it, I wouldn’t believe it,” Chris said as he stumbled out of the club.

“So when y’all going in the studio to cut that CD?”

“We haven’t got that far yet,” Tavarus said, and we put Chris in the car.

“It’s coming. Remember, you gotta have a dream if you wanna make a dream come true,” I told him.

“Somebody told me that same thing earlier tonight.”

“Believe that. Look, I’ll get with you tomorrow, Tee,” I said and got in the car.

Chris was asleep by the time I drove off, and stayed that way until we got to his house. I woke him up and helped him out of the car. He said he was all right to walk. I watched him until he got inside, before I left.

Angelique was asleep when I got home, but she woke up when I got in the bed with her. I told her about
Tavarus’s
musical debut. She seemed a little put out because I didn’t take her with me. I told her that I had no idea that was the reason he wanted us to meet him there. I promised that I would take her to see him the next night, and that seemed to satisfy her.

We talked for a while and then Angelique curled up next me and said good night. I kissed her and made an attempt to make love to her. But this time when she rejected my advance, I decided that instead of letting her go to sleep, I would try to talk to her about it.

“Because I don’t want to, Zack,” Angelique said and rolled over.

“I know that, baby, but what I’m asking you is, why?”