Words of Intimacy Part 12

Words of Intimacy Part 12

Sylver

I walked up to his door and knocked gently. I could hear him listening Marques Houston song ‘Sunset’. I couldn’t help but to smile because it was one of the songs he serenaded me with when were in the beginning of our relationship. The song switched to ‘Circle’ and then the door opened. He stood there still in his dress shirt and slacks from work.

“Hey Silly.” I walked in passed him. The apartment hadn’t changed much. Majority of the place consist of a large area that contained what would be the living room, dining room, and kitchen. There was a large brown leather sectional with recliners on each end which faced a flat screen TV. The TV was definitely new.  In between the two was a nice area rug covered in geometric shapes in different shapes of brown and grey. I began to take off my jacket when I felt him behind me helping with it. He placed it on the arm of the couch. He came to my front and lifted my chin slowly. He placed a kiss on my lips.

“Baby, you look tired.”

“I’m good. How was your day?” I asked as I took my shoes off and sat down on the couch.

“Apparently not as busy as yours. You want something to drink? I bought some Boone’s Farm just for you.”

“Sure, that sounds good.” I watched him disappear behind me and then return with two glasses in his hand. “Thank you. I am shocked you still listen to Marques Houston.”

“Of course. He has some nice vocals and nice lyrics. You got a…” He was interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone. “Aren’t you going to answer that?”

“No need. It will go to voicemail. See it stopped ringing. Now tell me about work.” I took a nervous sip of the wine and wished it was something stronger.

“Um ok. Well work was cool. Nothing exciting happened in the world of cable but it pays the bills. That is all that matters. So why are you so tired?” He took a gulp of his drink.

“I am not even sure why it was that busy. Thursdays are the day special members get an additional 15% off. But it felt like everybody and they momma wanted shoes or was returning shoes. And then Roger…” My stupid phone rang again. Shit! “Sorry, let me put it on silent.” I pulled my phone out. I did not recognize the number.

Josh looked stone faced. “No, answer it then turn it off.” He leaned all the way back on the couch.

Nervously, I did. “Hello?”

“Yo, Sylver. This is Trey. What’s up wit you tonight?”

“Oh hey. Look, I can’t talk to you anymore because I am in a relationship now.”  I could have passed out from nervousness.

“Fa real! That was on some fast shit. What? I wasn’t good enough for you to be wit. Who is this busta ass?”

“Man, you can chill out with that shit. I got to go.”

He yelled into the phone. “Hold up. How you going to try to kick me to the curb like dat?”

“It’s not even like that I…”

Josh sat up and said, “There’s no need for explanation. Say bye and hang up now.” I did as I was told. “Please turn it off.” He said as he stood to refill our glasses.

I placed the powered down phone on the couch next to me. As he placed my glass on the coffee table in front of me, I said, “Josh please don’t be mad. I …”

“It’s cool. You told him that you were in a relationship and that’s all you needed to say. But there was one thing you said that I disagreed with.”

My eyebrows scrunched in confusion. “What?”

“Shit. Ugly word for such a beautiful lady. You shouldn’t use it. But let me take the time to tell you that I don’t do jealousy very well.” He sat down close to me. “I do not share. You see all of this right here?” He waved his hands all over my body. “This right here? This is all mine now. You understand?”

I smiled, “Oh really? Well that must mean all this, right here is mine. Right?”

“You better believe it. Come here.” He kissed me softly and then the intensity increased. He pushed me back onto the couch and continued the kiss. His hand was sneaking its way up my shirt when his phone rang. “Seriously? Why is work calling?” He sat up and grabbed his phone from his pocket. He put the phone on speaker. “This is Joshua.”

“Mr. Wesome. This is Sarah. I am sorry to bother you but I cannot get the drawer to balance and the paperwork will not print.”

“Hold on, Sarah.  Silly, I’m sorry. Let me take care of this and then I will turn my phone off.  I will be right back.” He kissed my forehead and walked away.

I laid there slightly frustrated. I looked around and notice his massive DVD collection. Something caught my eye. I walked over and pulled out the movie Love Jones. My all-time favorite movie. I turned around and saw him still on the phone.  I decided to watch the movie in his room.

When I walked into the room, I noticed not much has changed while I put the DVD on. There was a dark blue comforter covering his king sized bed that was positioned against a wall near his closet door. I flicked the switch on the wall of his closet. I couldn’t believe his closet was still organized. One side was his work clothes and the other side was everything else. I grabbed the only pink t-shirt in the closet and tossed it on the bed with a smile.

May 2011

Josh and I have been talking on the phone for a month but we keep missing paths to have a first date. I was ready to give up on this relationship ever working. Tonight, we finally were to make time for each other for a date. First, I told Macy I would accompany her to a softball game that Rollins’ was playing in. I had nothing better to do plus all the proceeds supported breast cancer.

We arrived late because Macy couldn’t get off any earlier. It was the fifth inning and Rollins’ team was winning. Watching the game made me remember why I hated sports. They were outside. I can’t stand being outside with the bugs. I only have to suffer through two more innings.

“Sylver, let’s get something to drink.” I nodded as we stood up and headed off the bleachers towards the concession stand. I was happy for the pure fact that no one was there. No line. While she was ordering, I saw two guys walking towards us. One looked very familiar.

“Oh Shit!” I turned around quickly towards Macy. “It’s Vintage. He’s here.”

Macy’s eyes widened. “Is that the dude you left in the restaurant?”

“Yes.”

She picked up her drink and turned around. “C’mon let’s just head back to the game.”

We tried to walk pass them but Vintage grabbed my arm. “You gonna try and walk passed me like you don’t know me?”

I tried to pull my arm away. “Hi Vintage. Bye Vintage.”

“I think you owe me more than that. So you want to explain what the hell happened?”

“Not that I owe you anything. You were talking and acting ignorant. Most of the date, you were on the phone. It is in the past now. So, oh well.” I yanked my arm away. I started walking away again.

“Whoa, girl. I think you at least owe me your half of the bill. 47 dollars. Pay up.”

“She doesn’t owe you anything. Let’s go Sylver.”

Vintage grabbed my arm again harder. “You need to tell yo girl to mind her business. This is between me and you. Now, you gonna pay me or not?”

“Get off me, Vintage! You are hurting my arm.” I wiggled, but the more I did the tighter his grip grew. Macy tried to help me get free with a failed attempt. He pushed her away and she almost fell. “Macy, just go. Ow, shit!”

“Let’s go.” Vintage started walking towards the parking lot. I saw Macy pull out her phone and I knew she was calling Rollins’ phone.

“What the hell is going on here?” I heard a voice from behind us

We turned around and there was Josh in a pink T-shirt that read “Men against breast cancer” and a pair of dark jeans. I assumed that this was his work function he had to go to. He had invited me but I already agreed to go with Macy.

“This has nothing to do with you, bruh.” Vintage’s grip slacked up. I jerked my arm away.

Josh stepped closer to us. He held his right hand out to my left shoulder and pushed me behind him. “Well you got your hands on my girl so I think it does, um bruh.”

“That bitch owes me 47 dollars. I want my money.”

I turned and saw Rollins and Malachi running in this direction. Josh backed up a couple steps pushing me backwards out of Vintage’s reach.

Josh laughed, “Bruh, you that hard up for money that you going after women for it. I suggest you keep it moving and don’t say anything else to her or about her.”

“That bitch...”

“Seriously?”  Josh stepped forward and the next thing I saw was Vintage hitting the ground.

“Damn. One hitter quitter.” The guy who was with Vintage started laughing while trying to help him up. He was out of it. Just then Malachi walked passed us and got in Vintage’s face. I could not hear what was being said. I saw him point at me and then Macy. Josh looked at his hand and then at me. Macy came closer to me and hugged me. Strangely Vintage, followed by Malachi, walked over to us.

“Look, I am sorry for everything. Don’t worry about the money.” Vintage said and awkwardly walked away with Malachi behind him.

I walked to a bench nearby and exhaled heavily. I leaned back and just stared up at the sky. I vaguely heard a conversation between Rollins, Macy and Josh. Before they walked away, I heard Rollins tell Macy, “Give them a moment alone.”

Josh came and sat down next to me and said, “So how is your day going?”

“This is so embarrassing. Thank you so much. All of this over a dinner.  I know I was wrong for sneaking out of the restaurant but dude was just rude.”

“This was about a dinner? Well I am just happy it wasn’t drugs.”

****

I took off my clothes and through on the t-shirt. I climbed under his comforter and curled up tightly with his pillows. Relaxation swept over my body as I watched the movie. The movie was close to the halfway mark when Josh appeared in the doorway. He walked in slowly with a smile as he moved my folded clothes over to the dresser.

“So you just made yourself comfortable?” He sat down on the edge of the bed next to me and began to remove his shirt and shoes.  “That shirt. I remember that day. I was on the bench and I saw you walked passed with your girl. I was shocked and happy to see you.  When I went to follow you, I noticed you talking to dude. I was going to walk back and deal with it later but then I saw him grab you. I can’t stand when men put their hands on a woman. That makes my skin crawls.”  ”

“I remember you calling me your girl. That was one of my favorite parts.”

He removed his pants and crawled into bed, snuggling behind me. “Mine too. You know I will never put my hands on you violently. But…”

I rolled slightly over onto my back. “But what?”

“If you start acting special again, I’m going to spank that round ass of yours.”

I rolled back over toward the TV. “Whatever. You tripping now.” He threw the covers back and placed his hand on my butt.

“Oh Silly, please try me and see if I won’t do it. Just give me a reason. You got a reason?” His hand rose above my butt.

I was nervous and aroused. I placed my left hand over my left cheek in protest. “No! No! My bad. I believe you.” He laughed and I moved my hand. Next thing I know, his hand came down on my butt with a slap. I let out a yelp. I was shocked because along with a slight sting, it triggered a little moisture in my special place. “Shit, Josh.”

“That was for doubting me. Watch your mouth. Now come closer to me so we can watch the rest of this movie.” He covered us both up and pulled me back until I was deep in his arms, which is where I slept.

I woke up to daylight beginning to brighten up the day outside. I laughed inwardly to myself because, like before in our previous relationship, Josh hand had migrated itself to my breast. I remember almost always waking up like this with him. I tried to move his hand but his gripe grew a little tighter.

“Good Morning. Where do you think you are going?”

“Nowhere. I was just trying to get your death grip off my boob.” I tried to remove his hand again. His fingers started to circle around my nipple. I told myself not to moan.

“What if I do not want to move my hand? It’s comfortable where it is.” He whispered in my ear. I let out a giggle. He nibbled on my ear as he continued his assault on my nipple. I pressed my butt into him and I felt him press back. He rolled me over onto my back.

We stared into each eyes for a moment before he started kissing me. The kiss became untamed and so did his hands. The more his hands wandered, the more nervous I began to feel.  I stopped the kiss and looked away. I felt a panic attack coming on. I pushed him off of me as I sat up and turned to the edge of the bed.

“Whoa! What’s going?”

I couldn’t explain how I was feeling other than the pure fact that I wanted to cry. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. What was happening to me?

“Silly, baby, what gives?” He crawled next to me and I turned my face the other way. “Look at me…Please.” He reached for my face and I dodged his hand. “Sylver. Tell me what’s wrong?”

He grabbed my face again but this time I turned my face to him. My chest started to hurt. I had the feeling of an elephant on my chest.

“I am not sure what’s wrong, Josh. I think I am having a panic attack. I just feel very overwhelmed. I’m sorry.  Let’s do this.” I laid back down on the bed in my original spot.

He exhaled heavily and laid next to me. He propped his head up with his hand and said, “Yes, let’s do this. Let’s talk about what’s really wrong?”

“Just hold me.”

“You know I will but I need you to talk to me. Just let go of everything that is bothering you.”

Now I exhaled heavily, “Josh, that’s the problem. I don’t know what it is. You don’t know how bad I want to do this but my emotions are going out of whack. I feel nervous. I feel frustrated. I feel scared. I know you don’t believe me but sorry I don’t care right now because I am just as confused as you are.” I jumped out of bed quickly as the a few tears escaped from eyes. I went for my clothes. “I am not use to these feelings. I think I am afraid of being with you. I am scared that I will hurt you again. I got to get out of here. I am…”

Without moving, he said, “Sylver stop! Get back over here! Back it up!” He patted the bed. I walked back over to him slowly. “First, you need to take it down a couple of notches. You are getting very high pitched. Second, sit down. It seems like you having some serious issues. I didn’t know I had that kind of effect on you.”

I release a little chuckle and rolled my eyes. Oh shit! His eyes widened. Quickly, he pulled me back flat onto the bed. He got slightly on top of me in my face.

He asked “Did you just roll them eyes in my direction?” I shook my head no. “I think you testing me? Roll that ass over.” I shook my head no again. “Well, I suggest you start talking then and maybe I can forget about this offense. When I was touching you, what was going through your head?”

I felt his hand caressing my butt cheek. “Well right now, you got me anticipating a slap on my ass.”

He gave a slight chortle. “Smart lady. Your language. What else?”

“I guess I am a little overwhelmed and nervous about this all. I mean, I really don’t know.”

“Fine, let’s try this exercise. Tell me how you feel when I do this.” He kissed me sensuously on my lips soon followed by his tongue.

“Um I feel relaxed and aroused.”

“Now, what if I add my hand here while I kiss you.”  His hand slid leisurely up under my shirt to my left nipple. I felt my back beginning to arch which pushed my breast more into his hand. His lips rejoined mine as his fingers did circles on my nipple. “I take it that you enjoyed that. So what if my hand journeys down south.” My breath hitched as I felt his hand creeping towards my flower.

“That overwhelming feeling is coming back but I am still very aroused. I feel a little nervous. And..um…um.” My speech was failing me. I was trying to absorb the pleasure he was giving me. Was this really about to happen? His fingers danced on top of my blue thong. I gasped when I felt the satin material being pushed to the side. My hands grabbed his head as I intensified the kiss.

He whispered into my mouth, “You ok? Do you want me to stop?”

 I grunted ‘no’ as he fingers stimulated my flower. He sat up and tugged at the shirt telling me to remove it. He propped himself up against the tall black wooden headboard to watch me. He patted his legs inviting me to get on top of him.   I was happy and nervous to oblige. I do not understand why I am feeling all these emotions. I did my best to hide them as we sat eye to eye. The kissing and groping continued. I felt Him rubbing up against my flower.

He kissed and suckled each breast tenderly as his hands kneaded and massaged my butt.  Through heavy breaths he said, “Sylver, I hope you know I never stopped loving you.” He reached over to the nightstand drawer and pulled out a gold circle. “You still look a little uneasy. Do you want to keep going?”

I have been waiting for this moment since we first started dating but my nerves were getting the best of me. I grabbed the gold circle from his hand and backed up. He moaned and watched me carefully as I pulled Him out to dress him in his rubber coating. I smirked as I admired how massive and wide Him was. He pushed me back onto the bed until my head was at the foot of the bed.

A cocky expression came across his face when he said, “It may be hard but don’t make a sound. I like it quiet.”

He entered me and I felt full to capacity. “Josh!”

“Shh! If you get loud, I will stop.”

I bit my lip and tried to focus on not making a sound.  The pulsating rhythm he was performing was driving my head to spin.  I thought I would scream but instead a moan slipped out. He froze and stared into my eyes. I placed one finger over my mouth so he understood that I was trying to stay quiet. He kissed my lips and continued to penetrate me mercilessly in multiple positions until we climaxed.

I laid there quietly next to Josh, mesmerized at the event that just took place. I was beyond confused and excited. He rolled towards me with a quizzically expression.

“You ok? Tell what’s going on in your mind?”

“I have never experienced anything like that before. I am worn out” He gave me the look to continue. “Well, first I have never been told stay quiet. Second, I did not know I was that flexible. And I have never been brought to tears.”

He laughed, “My bad, Silly. I wanted to really enjoy this moment, that’s why I said stay quiet.  For the record, you didn’t do a very good job of it. Look, what time do you have to be at work?”

“Luckily I am off today because I am going to sleep all day.”  My eyes were slowly beginning to close. My body was drained. I saw an ugly evil grin grow on his face. I watched him sit up and reached over to the nightstand. My eyes completely opened when I saw the gold circle in his hand.

“I need to make sure you get some proper rest. So once we get finish, you can sleep here while I go to work. If you wake up before I get back, which I doubt, just lock up behind you.”

He crawled between my legs and I began to stutter. “B-But I-I…”

“I know you are not talking back, are you?”

“No sir.”