Please excuse ANY errors.

November 3, 1998

~Tia's P.O.V~

After successfully making up an excuse to leave the den, I made my way upstairs. I'm not really tired at all. I'm ACTUALLY just super horny and he's just making it worst with his rubbing up and down my legs. He did stop when I told him I was ovulating, but since he's so used to doing it he mindlessly started back after a few minutes.

I have a serious case of blue bean and I don't know why people say cold showers help to cool you down because they don't! At least not the type of cooling down I need. This junk just made me cold AND horny. After brushing my teeth, I lotioned up my body and threw on a shirt. Then I snatched the shower cap off my head to put on my satin bonnet. I locked my door because Donald seems to love to in at the wrong times. He never knocks on any door that's between the two of us.

I folded my dry towel once and laid it down on my comforter. If this Candy Licker is as good as Courtney claimed, then I KNOW I need a double layer. I grabbed the clean toy and remote from its velvet bag and laid it next to the towel before lying down on it myself. I observed the remote and all of its settings and it has so many. I placed the actual toy between my legs and turned to the first setting. I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling.

"Mmm." I moaned while it did its job of licking and sucking.

I turned it up a notch. Let me tell you something! This thing is doing its damn job! It feels like the real mouth of a human. My eyes rolled back as I was near my first orgasm. I heard my door rattling in then a boom and I threw the blanket over my legs just as it flew open. I was only able to stop the licking motion before the remote fell out of my reach by my leg. I looked up at Donald.

"Fuck is wrong with your door? Like it was jammed or some shit." He said pointing to it with my thumb.

I leaned on my elbows with my chest slightly heaving. "Do you ever knock?" I asked me and he knocked on the door that is already open trying to be funny. "I know you did not just break my door?"

"Did you not just hear me?" He asked me, walking in closer.

"DeVanté, you BROKE my door," I repeated.

"I ain't break shit. It was jammed." He said plopping down on the bed next to me.

I would tell him it was locked but that'll just lead to more questions that I'd be too embarrassed to answer. The toy is still sucking, but it alone isn't doing much for me. I eyed the remote trying to figure out a way to get to it. I closed my legs, so it won't look more suspicious.

"I knew yo ass wasn't sleeping." He laughed.

"I was actually just about to go to sleep before you busted into the room." I rolled my eyes.

"Bullshit. You don't sleep this early- late or whatever the fuck you supposed to call it. Why you so flushed?" He questioned. "Yo body all flushed. You good?"

This is the face of a woman who was caught fucking herself. "I'm fine." I quickly shifted my eyes from him with a smile.

"Okay..." He trailed off, giving me the side-eye. "I thought I heard you making noises or some shit. Maybe I'm trippin'."

"What?" I asked falling into my pillows.

"You heard me. I'm tryna figure out why you actin' so weird?" He asked me sitting with his back against the headboard. "I'm cold and you laying on top of the blanket. Scoot over." He threw his legs onto the bed.

I heard his foot hit the remote. Donald reached down and grabbed it. Oh my goodness! This won't go well. He's too curious.

"What the fuck is this? It's cute. Looks like radio and car remote hybrid." He started pressing buttons and I felt the tongue of the toy start to flick my clit slowly. "You hear that? Sound like somebody makin' macaroni or some shit."

"MHMM!" I replied, but it sounded more like a moan.

He eyed me then leaned forward. "Listen... it's like the more I press these buttons the louder the noise gets. It sound like-"

He cut himself off by pressing the button because I can feel the speed increase. I bit my lips so hard that I began tasting iron. It got to a point where I could no longer hold it in. "MMMM!" I moaned out loud with my head thrown back and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. "DONALD, YOU- MMM! I'M CUMMING!" My hands gripped his arm, but it was stopped before I could reach orgasm.

I'm too embarrassed to open my eyes, so I kept them close for a while. I need to catch my breath anyway. The whole house is now filled with complete silence. After a few minutes, I finally built up the courage to open my eyes. I STILL don't have enough bravery to look this man in the eyes though, so I avoided eye contact.

I can feel his eyes burning into the side of my face. My man has caught onto me... This is SO fucking embarrassing! I quickly glanced at him and noticed his smug expression. I looked away. Donald flipped the blanket off my body.

He laughed before asking, "What is this shit?" The toy started moving again at an even faster pace.

"Donald- BABY!" I rolled my body.

He turned it back off laughing. "Ohhh... This is fun!" He said turning it back on for a few seconds then off again.

This time when he turned it off, I opened my legs and the toy fell onto the bed. "Asshole!" I pushed his arms slightly while he sat there laughing.

"So this what we doin'? This 'bout the fifth time I caught ya ass playin' with ya'self." He asked holding the remote in my face as I looked straight ahead.

"What you mean the fifth?" I leaned on my arms and looked into his eyes. "This the only the second."

"I mean, it's the second time you saw me see you, but it damn sure ain't the second time I caught yo horny ass." He chuckled. "This shit sexy as fuck though..." He said in a low tone. (He DID NOT stay and watch her! That'd be weird.)

I looked away from him feeling embarrassed and fell back into the bed.

"You got the towel down and everything..." He paused. "Baby, if you want some head, you could've just asked me instead of keep using all these toys. I bet you I'm WAY better than any of these damn toys you got." He laid down beside me with his body facing me. "You gon' respond or just lie there quiet?"

"This is embarrassing." I sighed with the bend of my arm covering my face. "And you just stopped two orgasms under five minutes," I told him holding up two fingers.

"I'm sorry, but I ain't know!" He laughed.

"You knew." I squinted at him. "You wanted to catch me."

"Alright, I did kinda know from your facial expressions. I just needed confirmation. I can always make up for those lost orgasms if you want me to? I don't mind, but it's up to you." He scooted down until he was lying next to me instead of sitting. Donald watched me, resting the side of his face on his palm.

I looked over to see him moistening his lips with his tongue. My eyes shifted up to look him in the eyes. My heart sped up. "Kiss me."

He smash his lips against mines and rolled onto half of my body. Our tongues wrestled and I felt his hand inching up my shirt. He gripped my left breast and moved his body over. His left knee is now between my legs. He moved his hand from under my shirt and moved the toy that sat between my legs and sat it on the nightstand.

Then he reached his hand into my toy drawer and pulled out one of my favorite vibrators. It seems to me that he knows EXACTLY what he's looking for. He grabbed my FAVORITE vibrator. How'd he know exactly where to go and get?

"How did you-"

He leaned in. "Don't ask questions, baby. That's my job. Just lay back and enjoy." He chuckled lowly and moved my shirt above my breast. "Lift up for me."

I lifted up and he swiftly unclasped my bra. I did the rest and slid my bra straps down my arms then off. He watched my breast drop from my bra. I flung them both across the room. He pushed me back onto the bed while our tongues wrestled. His hand went between my legs and I heard him turn on the vibrator. Then I felt it vibrate against my clit and my moans became more frequent and louder. Donald pulled his face away, intently watching me while he played with my pussy.

"You like that shit, don't you?" He whispered to me then lodged his bottom lip into his mouth. "Answer me, Tia."

"Mhmmmm," I moaned.

"I want words, baby. Not that mumblin' shit." He pressed the button, speeding it up more.

I was only able to let out a small, "Yes."

"What was that?" He turned it up again.

"Yes!" I moaned louder.

"Yes what, baby?" He whispered near my ear.

"YES, DONALD!" I moaned out loud.

"Mhmm, I like that shit." He said in a low tone then bit his bottom lip while looking me in the eyes. He kissed my lips again then moved on to my jaw then neck, kissing and sucking. "You gon' let me taste it, baby? Huh, Tia? You gon' let me put my face in it?" He asked desperately.

I felt my orgasm nearing as I let out a breathy, "Yes, just like that..." My hips rocked against the vibrator. "I'm finna cum!"

He turned it off then looked me in the eyes. My eyebrows furrowed because he KEEPS stopping my orgasms. This is his third time stopping my orgasm!

"Why would you do that?" I asked in frustration.

"Because I can." His answer came out so damn nonchalant, but it AND his actions pissed me clean the fuck off. Then he has the nerve to chuckle.

I quickly sat up. "If you're gonna keep doing this to me. I can do it my damn self." I said about to snatch the vibrator.

He moved his hand away, laughing. "Aht- aht!" He shook his head. "Relax... I know what I'm doing, baby."

"Do you, Donald? Do you really?" I asked highly frustrated as my coochie throbbed.

His eyebrows furrowed deeply then his face quickly changed to an amused expression. I slid up the bed and moved my leg to join my other one that hung off the bed, fixing to get up.

"Where you goin'?" He asked me. Not in an aggressive tone, but a confused one, now sitting on his knees with his hard bulge lifting his shorts up like a tent.

"To do the job you can't seem to finish." I rolled my eyes and I could tell that struck a nerve.

"Oh?"

I stood up from the bed and he grabbed my hand. I jerked away, grabbed my Candy Licker, and began walking away with my juices dripping down my thighs. I heard the bed shift and felt him on my tail. Right when I was near the stairs in my room, he blocked me from moving forward by putting his hand against the wall with his arm in front of my face.

I scoffed in irritation and ducked down to continue walking. He moved his foot to the second step, and lowered his arm, blocking me even more. I can feel his bulge poking at my side. His fingertips rubbed up and down my back. My breath hitched as I shuttered. Donald chuckled lowly, seeing visible chills throughout my body.

He kissed my jaw, my neck, then behind my ear, leaving a trail I'm sure. I held back my moans by biting my lips. He wrapped his lips around my earlobe and pulled slightly. I closed my eyes as I felt his hand that was rubbing my back, slip around to my waist. He moved his hand down to my hip and softly began caressing the front of my thigh. Donald's hand slowly creeping closer to my lady parts. He blew in my ear.

"Hm." I accidentally moaned with my eyes closed. To keep my composure, I folded my arms across my chest.

"Look at me, baby," Donald whispered into my ear.

That felt good, but I turned to the wall with my arms crossed, still irritated. Donald put his other hand flat against the wall, trapping me between him and the wall. I could've walked the other way before, but now I'm REALLY trapped between him and the wall. He chuckled again lowly before talking into my ear, leaning in closer.

"Tia, what you gon' stop doin' is downplayin' me and my skills."

Donald dragged his hands down the wall, moving closer to me. His pelvis against my booty. He gave me another low chuckle and moved his hands between my legs and began rubbing my clit in a circular motion. I bit my lip to suppress my moans as he pushed his hips against my booty.

"You don't know what the hell I can or cannot do, because you ain't never experience me." He grabbed my jaw with his other hand. His other hand sped up. "Let that lip go and repeat that shit you just said. Attitude and all." He kissed my neck a few times and the spot behind my ear before resting his chin on my shoulder.

My legs started to get weak. "Fuck you, DeVanté." I breathed out, trying to sound as hostile as possible. It probably didn't come out like that.

He laughed, grabbing my hand, turning me around to face him, then pushed my back up against the wall. He placed his forehead against mines, staring me straight in the eyes.

"Fuck you? No, baby... I won't do that. But you know what else? Your attitude is REALLY pissing me off, Tia." He said lifting my legs and wrapping them around his waist. Donald's restrained bulge is pressed against my center.

"But that's okay because I can show you better than I can tell you." His eyes shifted down to my breast as he moved me up the wall. "That's right..."

He looked up to me, attaching his mouth to my nipple. He pulled his head back, taking my breast with him. He let go with a pop. I moaned lowly as my pussy throbbed hard against the bulge in his shorts. I'm sure he feels it. He did the exact same thing with my other breast. I squeezed my eyes shut, because THAT, his husky voice, and the strong eye contact he's giving me, I could cum just from that.

"Mmm..." He moaned. "Imma show you EXACTLY who you fuckin' with, baby. Mhmmm." He bit his moved my right leg onto his shoulder. "Gon' straighten that lil attitude you givin' me right up."

He lifted my left leg onto his shoulder then slid me further up the wall using my booty as leverage. I felt his breath fan my pussy as he looked at it for the first time ever. His eyes met mines with his lips tucked into his mouth. He released his lips, and peck my clit, keeping eye contact. My back arched off the wall and my hips bucked against his face as he pulled away slightly. A string of my arousal is the only thing connecting his lips to my lower ones.

He kissed my clit again for a little while longer than the first. This time he used his tongue like he was kissing me in the mouth. My hand rubbed the back of his head. My moans filled the room and he pulled away, licking his lips with a moan, a wet face, and his goatee. He dived in and started eating me out slowly. My eyes closed as I held his head with one hand and played with my nipples with the other. I rolled my hips into his face. My mouth stood open as I started moaning like crazy.

"Shiiiiiittttt..." I released a long and drawn-out moan, finally enjoying the feeling of his mouth. "Mmmmmmm!"

"MMMMMM... Fuck!" He moaned even louder against me, his mouth creating a vibrating sensation, but the best quality vibrator that I've ever experienced.

My legs started flapping back and forth. He moved his hand up from my hips and slid them to my waist. His tongue swirled in a counterclockwise motion and he added sucking to the swirling. I felt the air hit my back as I felt us in motion. I opened my eyes, looking down to see him watching me with a lustful gaze. He walked us back to the bed, not stopping what he was doing to my pussy. My back hit the bed just as I started cumming.

"DONALD- BABY!? MMMM... FFFUUUUCKK!" My legs shook. He reached up and held me somewhat still by my lower stomach with one hand. His other hand stayed wrapped around my waist

"Hmm?" He moaned against me.

"I'M CUMMING!" I moaned out and he moaned loudly. "SSSSSSS, AHHHH!" My hips buck faster with my feet on his shoulders and I released into his mouth with one tear falling down my face.

He didn't stop and I came again! My legs flew up from against his back and straightened in the air, shaking on his shoulders. I'm a shaking mess! I pushed his head away. He lifted his face with an even wetter mouth and goatee.

"You pushin' my head away even though I CAN'T seem to finish the job?"

His eyebrows rose as he spoke, then scooted me up the bed. He got on the bed and sat on his knees. "How you gon' push my head away? My shift ain't over yet, baby. Nowhere near."

I saw his hand reach for the vibrator he took out of my drawer about ten minutes prior. He licked his lips and took off his wife-beater. He threw it somewhere across the room. Donald laid down on his stomach, between my legs.

"I don't know what made you think otherwise." He chuckled. "Another thing, where that roast beef sandwich you spoke of? Ion see no drapes." He chuckled then laid down between my legs. "Pussy fat as fuck though."

I chuckled and rolled my eyes at his stupid joke. I felt his tongue flicker against my clit. "Uhnnn!" I gasped.

His lustful gaze never left mine as I watched his tongue sticking out, flicking my clit. He's playing again. Suddenly, I felt a vibration on my lower inner labia, and his fingers enter my pussy. His tongue sped up, then he enclosed his mouth around my clit. All three actions started to build me up even faster than before. I rubbed his durag off his head.

"Baby?" I moaned out then tucked my lip in my mouth as my eyes rolled in the back of my head. My legs flew back to where my knees touched the bed.

He pulled away for a second to say, "Let that lip go." He grabbed my chin.

I let my lip go, with my mouth remaining closed until my teeth began to chatter. He's doing nothing but staring at me, but I can still feel the effects of my orgasm. "Sssssss...."

He dived right back in with an increased pace and my hips lifted off the bed. His head moved side to side. The vibrator was turned up and he started twisting his fingers inside of my pussy, increasing his speed.

"Hmmm... Yes, baby..." I swirled my hips, pinching my nipples.

"Mmmmhmmm! Pussy taste good as fuck!" He mumbled against me.

The vibrator still moving against my labia and his fingers still twisting inside of me. He went at an inhumane speed then placed his mouth back on me. I'm about to cum! Donald sensed that and sped up. How the fuck- I came HARD and my body shook like I was epileptic.

"OH, MY GAHHHDDDAHHH!" I cried out and liquid shot out of me.

I'm too shaken up to even react to it. Donald pulled away by a couple of centimeters with his head turned to avoid the rest hitting his face. Only for a few seconds just as surprised by this as I am.

"Oh, wow..." He spoke in pure disbelief.

After it stopped flowing out, my body responded to the action by turning over to the side with my eyes shut in embarrassment. Donald continued eating me out, but I no longer felt the vibrator against me. His hand reached up and squeezed my breast then flicked my nipple with his index finger.

"DONALD!" I came again with my back so arched that you would've thought it was broken.

He gripped my ass, trying to pull away. My body continued to shake uncontrollably with his head locked between my legs. He laughed and kissed my still sensitive clit. My hips involuntarily bucked and he pried my legs open to move his face. When he did, my leg fell down joining my other and Donald slapped my booty with a chuckle.

"Thank you for givin' my face back." I heard him say. I waved him off with my eyes shut. "That shit is so fuckin' sexy. Mmmm, I'm hard as fuck..." He moaned.

~Donald's P.O.V~

I pried her legs open then slapped her ass. She seems to be in a daze as her arms covered her face. "Thank you for givin' my face back," I said, licking the remnants of her juices off. "That shit was sexy as fuck. Got my shit rock hard." I squeezed and rubbed my dick through my pants. "You good?" Tia waved me off again, still shaking. "I wanna see that shit again," I whispered then laid right behind her.

I pulled a couple of pillows down and rested my elbow on it as a boost. I watched her quiver and shake. I'm completely turned on and have been since I caught her. I grabbed her shaking leg and pulled it back, placing it on top of mine. I rubbed it up and down in a soothing motion.

"What are you doing?" She mumbled in a tired voice.

"I'm tryna see that shit again," I said sliding my left hand between her legs.

"Hu-"

I kissed behind her ear and reached my hand that's propped up on the pillow and I grabbed her breast, fiddling with her nipples. I rubbed her clit then shoved my fingers back inside her slick pussy. That macaroni sound is music to my ears.

"Sssssss, baaaabyyy-" She hissed.

I sped my fingers up, kissing all over her neck. Tia moved her hips against me causing friction. That's all I need because I'm hard as fuck! Don't judge me, I haven't been sexually intimate in a LONG time. The faster I went, the more her back arched and the more she rolled her hips around. Pussy tight as fuck, gripping my finger that way they are.

"Donald..." She let out a breathy moan.

"Yes, love?" I asked her. "Fuck..." I groaned. "Keep doin' that shit, baby," I whispered in her ear and her walls squeezed tighter around my fingers and she moaned even louder. "Damn, baby." I moaned and she squeezed tighter. "Mmmhmmm, I like that shit."

"Baby, I'm gonna- Uhnn!" Her hips bucked.

"You gon' cum for me, baby?" I asked and received another squeeze. "Cum on my fingers, baby. Cum all over my fingers." I rubbed her clit with my thumb and kept thrusting my fingers. "Cum for me, baby."

She clenched around my fingers so hard that she pushed my fingers out. I immediately went back in while rubbing her clit with my thumb. I'm about to bust. She started shaking again and her head flew back on my shoulder.

"That's right baby..." I whispered. I came in my shorts as she came on my fingers. "Shit..." I heaved a euphoric sigh of relief with tightly shut eyes.

I had to pull my fingers out of her pussy since she had tightened so much around them. She groaned in the process. Tia laid the palm of her hands on top of each other and laid her head on top of them, shaking. Damn, I kept her shaking throughout the whole night! I wrapped my arms around her, cuddling her from behind. I licked my lips then chuckled under my breath.

"You good, baby?" I asked her. Nothing... "Yeah, I hear you." I joked. I slipped my hand down her stomach.

"No more." She stopped my hand this time.

I pulled my hand back and wrapped my arm around her waist. We laid there together, while I held her. After a while of silence, I finally spoke again. "So what was that thing about me not finishing the job? If you ask me, I'd say I put in overtime. Sent your baby into overdrive." I whispered, but she remained quiet. "Imma be back. Lemme go get a towel."

I let her go and stood up. Instead of going to the bathroom, I walked out of the room. I walked down the hall to the room that held my clothes. Sure, I know I probably could've found some of my clothes in her room due to how much she wear my shit, BUT I don't even want her to know I nutted in my shorts. Shit is embarrassing as hell. I know she's in a comatose state, but I don't want to take any chances.

I cleaned myself up, washed my face, then changed into something else that's similar. Afterward, I went to the bathroom that I showered in an hour prior, grabbed a towel, and wet it. I put some gentle soap on one side. I grabbed another towel and kept it dry, then made my way back to Tia's bedroom. Yeah, she's still in her comatose state, but she's now lying on her back with her arm over her eyes. Her breathing is slowed.

"You good?" I asked, walking closer. Her arm sloppily dropped from her face and she gave me a tired gaze. "Yes? No? Maybe?" She closed her eyes and I nodded. "Okay... That's a no..."

I got on the bed prepared to wipe her down, but she stopped me. "I got it. I gotta pee anyway." She rolled off the bed and fell down.

I got off the bed and helped her up. "You drunk?" I joked. "Drunk in love." I sang.

"I'm okay." She whispered in embarrassment. "I got it." She said looking more aware, so I let her go.

Tia grabbed the towels I came in with and made her way to the bathroom with not too many problems. Her legs are just a little wobbly due to them being in all those positions for so long. I watched her disappear then took a look at the bed. The thick ass comforter we laid on top of is wet, as well as the bath towel she had lying underneath her body when I first walked in. At least I don't have to change the sheets.

I first put on my durag. Then I grabbed the comforter and bath towel, walked into the bathroom, and sent it down the laundry chute. I stood at the doorway of the toilet room and leaned on the architrave. Tia looks as if she's going to fall asleep any moment.

"Wake up!" I yelled, scaring her.

I busted out laughing and she rolled her eyes at me, agitated. "DeVanté, that's not funny."

"I'm still DeVanté?" I asked her. "After the way I just made your body react? You probably ain't ever had a reaction like that, have you?"

"No, what made you DeVanté again is what you just did." She chuckled tiredly. She didn't answer my last question, but I think I already know the answer. Tia looked as surprised as I did when it happened.

"What? You wanted me to let you fall in?" I asked her and she stood up.

"Yes." She nodded with a chuckle.

"Noted." I turned around then left.

I grabbed a blanket from the linen closet. I entered the bedroom again, laid down in the middle of the bed, and covered myself up. Five minutes later, I heard Tia coming in.

"I thought you fell in," I said lifting my head to see her there naked.

"Almost did." She mumbled.

"Why you still butt ass naked?" I asked.

"Too tired to put on anything." She fell onto the bed, scooted near me, and untucked the flat sheet.

She pushed the blanket I covered up away and covered up with the flat sheet instead. My work here is done... I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed the side of her mouth.

"Oh," I replied to her statement. Tia's breath became more shallow by the minute. "I love you," I whispered into her ear.

She didn't reply because she had already fallen into a deep slumber. I followed about twenty minutes later with a proud grin on my face. What a night.

November 4, 1998

~Tia's P.O.V~

"Ooooo, y'all fucked?" I was scared awake by the LOUD voice of Elijah.

I opened my eyes as far as the crust in my eyes allowed me to and saw Elijah standing there shocked. I pulled the sheet over my chest before my nipples were able to make an appearance.

"No! Elijah, get out!" My morning voice rumbled throughout the bedroom. I grabbed a pillow and chucked it his way.

"Your aim had always been off." Elijah chuckled. "I wouldn't have had a reason to come in here if SOMEBODY ain't drink MY LAST cold orange juice that I had my mouth all ready for this morning." Elijah looked at Donald. "My other ones are hot."

I wiped my eyes and turned to Donald. "You drunk his juice, again? You bypassed ALL of the different types of juice that I brought specifically for you and drank his LAST cold orange juice?" I asked him.

Donald chuckled. "I had a taste for some orange juice so I drank it with my dinner. Is that a crime?"

"YES!" Elijah emphasized. "It's a crime because you stole my juice! You had it with your dinner? Girl, he poured orange juice on you? Because if y'all ain't fuck, y'all sure was doin' somethin'. That dried-up wet spot right there told on y'all." Elijah pointed.

Donald spoke up, "What wet spot? I changed the-"

"HAH!" Elijah shouted. "I KNEW yall did something! Ain't no wet spot nowhere. Told on yourselves." He laughed at us.

My upper body flew up and I yelled at him. "Elijah, get out!" I threw another pillow at him, this time not missing, then pointed to the door.

"Okay! Damn!" He said laughing. "Next time, tell your man not to drink my shit." He said then walked away.

"And close the door," Donald added.

Elijah grabbed the door then looked at us. "Your door seems to be broken, but imma close it as best as I can." He said doing just that then leaving.

I turned to Donald. "I told you that you BROKE my door... But you were too eager on catching me."

"It was jammed!" He said through laughter. "Imma get it fixed, baby. I promise and I caught you didn't I?"

"Eventually..." I replied falling back into my single pillow. "But you wouldn't have if you didn't play so much." I yawned then stretched and my body shook.

"Still feeling last night's effect? Aftershock?" Donald said leaning on his elbow.

I chuckled lowly. "No, it's called stretching. What time is it?" I asked.

He looked at the clock. "Half-past afternoon." My eyes widened.

"Damn, it's THAT late?" We said in sync.

"Look at you. Keep tryna be like me." He laughed. "What you got planned?" He asked me, sitting up.

"We haven't hung out in a long time, so I told Courtney that we'd hang out today. We have something planned at one."

I got out of bed, attempting to keep the sheet around me, but the other half of it is tucked into the bed on his side, so as I walked it pulled off my body.

"Well, damn!"

I ignored him and covered my breast with my arms and hand as best as I could. "Will you call her for me and tell her I'll be late? I'm sure you know where the numbers are located." I said dug into my drawer, grabbed an oversized shirt, and threw it on.

"I will and I do."

"Thank you," I replied and walked into my hallway, then my walk-in closet to find something to wear.

It took me a little while to find something. When I did, I went into my bathroom, sat on the toilet, and did my business. My bladder is SO full in the morning, no matter how many times during the night that I wake up to go. After washing my hands, I stepped into the shower and turned on the water. One thing that I love is there is no need to wait for my shower to warm up, it comes out hot enough. I turned it off because I forgot something. I walked back into my room.

"She uh... Had a long night and woke up late." Donald told her. "What time?" Donald looked over to me for answers.

"Two," I answered.

"She said two, so you can add another hour and a half to that. Bye." He hung up.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because we both know you. You take longer than you say all the time. She even agreed." He said plopping down on the bed.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes with a chuckle, grabbed what I needed, then walked back into my bathroom.

I walked down the few stepped and into the shower. I turned it on, making sure the ceiling shower or the other sides didn't turn on. I let the water cascade down my body.

"Aye, bay bay?" I heard Donald call.

"Yes?"

"I'm goin' to go in the other bathroom to shower then I'mma head out. I was supposed to be at the studio to listen to some tracks a couple of hours ago."

"Okay. You don't need to call into work 'cause you the boss." I sang.

He laughed. "Don't forget that movie night is today. We gotta catch The Temptations. I love you!"

"I love you," I responded, rinsing my body off.

"See ya," He stuck his head around the corner. "Gimme a kiss."

"Gimme got shot AND you want me to get you all wet?"

"Why you keep bringin' up irrelevant shit? You ain't seem to mind getting me wet yesterday." He stepped into the shower, still shirtless.

"But I'm naked," I told him, covering my face in embarrassment at what he mentioned.

What he made me do last night is something I've NEVER experienced in my life. I'm usually just a creamer. I didn't even know I could squirt. I thought it was something that only pornstars could accomplish.

"Why you keep bringin' up irrelevant shit? Tia, I don't give a fuck. I walked on you naked plenty of times. And again, you ain't seem to mind at all last night. Yo ass went to bed butt ass naked."

"I was tired," I replied as Donald moved my arms, grabbed my waist, pulled me closer, and kissed my lips. "Mmmm." I pulled away before we got too carried away. "Don't start nothin', won't be nothin'." I joked.

"We both late as it is." He chuckled gripping my booty with both hands.

I pushed him away. "See you. Go get ready. I love you."

"I love you more." He said stepping back.

"I love you most," I told him just as he left the shower.

"I love you mostEST!" He shouted.

"Donald, that's not even a word!" I laughed.

"According to Swing's Dictionary, it's a word." He laughed. His voice is further away.

"That doesn't exist either!" I said laughing.

"Yet!" He replied.

I shook my head, laughing. This man... I grabbed the stereo remote and turned it on. I like to listen to music when I'm doing just about everything. Cooking, showering, working, etc. I lathered my soap into my rag. After taking a shower, I got out, moisturized, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and did my hair. My hair took a LONG time to do. I headed downstairs to hear Donald and Elijah bickering.

"I thought you left?" I approached Donald.

"I'm on my way out, but I was thirsty," Donald replied.

"Yeah, and he decided to drink my juice AGAIN," Elijah told me.

"There are more in there. It's my breakfast. Nigga, I was gon' go to the market and buy some more." Donald defended.

"That ain't the point. It's the principle. All you had to do was asked and I could've said yes, but NO you just keep Drinkin' my shit." Elijah explained.

"My fault." Donald apologized, but not really. "Minute Maid and Simply taste better than I'd anyways."

I laughed at his pettiness with my hands on my hips. "DeVanté..." I trailed off.

"What? You know I'm tellin' the truth." Donald said to me, sipping on his orange juice.

Elijah snatched the juice causing some to spill on Donald's shirt. Elijah poured it down the drain. "Welp, problem solved. You don't gotta drink my nasty ass juice."

"I know this... Nigga, did you just-"

"DeVanté," I spoke in a stern tone. "Elijah, this WON'T happen again." I turned my neck and eyed Donald. "But Elijah, you ain't have to snatch it and pour it down the drain. Although, that was funny." I laughed and Donald's eyebrows furrowed, so I quickly stopped. "Please, can y'all apologize? A REAL apology, so we can all go and I can stop laughing at y'all dumb asses. Y'all actin' like siblings that hate each other or some crap."

"A'ight, I'm sorry, nigga, but I was serious when I said Minute Maid and Simply taste better," Donald spat out.

"I'm sorry, but ONLY about snatchin' the juice and pouring it down the sink," Elijah told him.

"Yeah, whatever. You lucky I got on a dark shirt." Donald pointed at him then went into the fridge. He grabbed a lemonade.

"If you would've just got that the first time," I spoke up.

"Could've, should've, would've and I just did, baby." He grabbed a pop tart from the cabinet.

"You changed your mind about coming?" I asked Elijah.

"Nah, sis. My man tired me out last night. I'm going to get some sleep." Elijah shook his head.

So did mine, but I'm up. Donald and I walked out of the kitchen together. "Bye, Eej!" I yelled.

"Bye, girl!" I heard Elijah say.

Donald and I walked outside. "Babe, I told you about drinkin' his stuff. You drunk all the Simply orange juice I bought the other day that fast?" I said in disbelief.

"Yeah, that and water is what I mostly drink," Donald replied.

"How come when I get my mouth all ready for some juice EVERYTHING is gone?" I asked.

"Because you wait too long, you aquatic animal." He chuckled lifting the garage door. "When there ain't no more orange juice, I go to all the other bullshit." We walked into the garage.

"I'm with Elijah. If it's bullcrap then why do you continue to drink it?"

"It's good."

"Very contradicting, but whatever. I love you." I pecked his lips. "Peace and a bottle of hair grease to you," I said about to open my door, but he beat me to it.

"I love you." He said closing my door.

He walked to his car that's parked next to mine. I turned my car on to let it warm up and he did the same but his engine roared. Him and his obsession with these sports cars... I laughed, shaking my head. I turned on my radio instead of my tracks.

"Though you may not drive a great big Cadillac
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Diggin' the scene
With a gangsta lean
Gangsta whitewalls
TV antennas in the back
You may not have a car at all
But remember brothers and sisters
You can still stand tall
Just be thankful for what you got,"

I heard the song become louder. Donald... I looked over to his car, but this specific car has dark tinted windows, so I can't see him. It's even harder to look anyways since my truck is much higher than his. When I felt that my car was warm enough, I pulled out of the garage and headed to the gates.

I pressed the button to open it and waved at security. Donald drove around me once I made it out. He stopped in front of me and stuck his head out of the car, making a stupid face, laughing. Show off! He sped off, driving like a bat out of hell. I called him on his car phone with my car phone.

"Wassup?" He answered.

"Slow down!" I spoke in a stern voice.

"Woman, this a sports car. Ain't no slowin' down." He laughed.

"I'm serious," I replied, holding my same tone.

"I hear you."

"But you not listenin'. I STILL see you speeding. Follow the speed limit, please." I pleaded.

"Bye, Tia." He laughed then hung up on me.

I scoffed and turned up my music. This man is hard-headed! I went to Courtney's house. She came right outside.

"Girl, let's take my car," Courtney suggested.

"Say less. I don't feel like driving anyways. Just let me park." I told her and she closed my door.

Author's Note: WHEW! I hope y'all enjoyed these two chapters. I hope I did well. I'm still learning how to write these kinds of chapters, so bear with me folks. This is the LONGEST chapter that I've ever written.

Word Count: 7,185
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