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The second I shot my load into the warm depths of the mouth that brought me to oral fulfilment I put the magnum bottle to my lips and watch as she licks her lips and smiled timidly up at me.

With a smirk, I thought how all of a sudden she was acting shy. I took a long drink and try not to stare at her with distaste. She was not the reason for my feeling of disgust. I was disappointed with my stupid decision. I knew this was not the best move to make but Pat had me feeling like an unsure teenager and that was rather conflicting for me who had come to know all the things I wanted and was not afraid to charter any course to get it.

I knew being with this girl in any way was not the best move to make but it was done and now all I wanted was to get the hell away from her and forget that her expert oral exploit had me popping off in under less than a minute.

Was it her skills though? I fucking doubt it because as I remembered gripping her lace wig-covered head and driving myself into her gagging throat there was only one woman on my mind and it was her name I muttered in my release.

I sighed and rubbed my hand over my face and before she could speak I lean over and open the passenger door indicating that I wanted her to leave. She was not pleased by this it seemed she was expecting us to chummy up and head on to the dancehall.

Her bomboclaat bad. I only took what she offered.

I stared at her as she sat there a bit as if contemplating to expound on what just happened. I was pleased to know she decided against it and got out of the car. I watched as she walked up to a group of guys took a cigarette from one said something then glared at the car.

"The fuck!" I cursed as I fixed myself and decided coming here tonight was not such a good idea.

I should not have let Patrice get under my skin the way she did but seeing her with another man drove me crazy. I wanted to rip him apart for just being so fucking close to her much less to think that he's partaking in her supple body in ways I can only crave and lust for.

I reach for my phone and call DD but it rang straight to voicemail much to my annoyance. I wanted to just get the hell out of here. I could not be in the same place with Pat and watch her with another man. I was not able to see her in another man's arm when I wanted her in mine. For close to nine long years, I have waited for the opportunity and now it's here I was sitting being bitter and very much jealous.

It was clear that I was having to go into the dance and tell DD I was going to cut. I needed to distance myself from the one woman who had me from the young age of eighteen and never let me go.

I grabbed the keys and got out of the car. I locked it and made my way to the lawn purposefully ignoring everyone as I did so. I knew my little sexual tryst with Ms Up In Her Feelings was gaining me some dislikes from her group of bottle brown thugs, but I intentionally ignore them as I move towards the lawn.

Wah, she tink mi a guh wife ar up bcuz she suck mi hood?

I swore in disgust as I continued into the lawn that now seemed to be holding the whole community and some. I was carefully making my way around a group of cheering and whistling males that were blazing their lighters.

Kronazz was once again on the turn table doing a spectacular job at spinning lyrics that had the crowd duly entertained. I grudgingly admit that if it wasn't for my foul mood I too would be enjoying the spectacles of the night.

I felt somebody bump into me causing me to pause and before I could move away to continue to find DD I heard Kronazz's deep voice fill the makeshift dancehall.

"Show dem Lady Pat! Yes good gyaal, show dem how yuh Bom Pon It....Rayyyyyy!"

I push through the small crowd before me and it's like all the lights suddenly found Patrice and her damn Pretty Boy Floyd wanna-be. I stared as if in a trance. My eyes could not pull themselves away from the scene before me. I was sure I did not blink once since my eyes found them in the pool of phone lights and the bright light of the video camera that was trained on them.

I felt something churn in the pit of my stomach and set my heart racing wildly. It was as if I was burning from the inside out. I could not bear to see the way his hand gripped her hips or the way she was gyrating and whining in time to the rhythm and vibing too much to the hedonistic pleasure of what they were creating by just dancing to a song.

I took purposeful strides towards them and as I got closer I felt a hand grip mine stilling my progress. I look long enough to see who it was. When I saw it was DD I paused and just stood staring at the woman who made me want to rip the man that was thoroughly enjoying himself to shreds with my bare fingers.

It seems as if by some unseen force she was made aware of my presence because she looked up for a minute and somehow her eyes came exactly in my direction and our eyes met and held.

How could someone after all these years apart render you helpless and wanting in the same breath as making you angry and frustrated?

I let her see all the emotions that were there fighting for dominance in me. I held nothing back because I wanted her to know that even though circumstances have changed the course of our lives I was by no means giving up.

"Hey, dude chill," DD warned and I let go by just the mere will to not disgrace myself and my friends if I should give in to my jealousy.

I swallowed and turned away when I saw her turn around and lean into the tall frame of the man I so wanted to trade places with.

"Fuck dis to rass!" I said pushing away a few people that were too caught up in the excitement to know how affected I was by the impromptu entertainment they were receiving from Patrice and Medz.

"Hey OD y---"

"Man mi good mi just come fi tell yuh mi a cut."

"Yuh waah mi drop yuh dung?"

"Yuh cyaah wul a ride wid one a yuh boys mi nuh waah yuh affi lef e party star."

"Yeah man, nuh pre nothing. See yuh lata."

"Mmhhmmm."

When I got to the jeep unlocked it and got in I was on full-out mad mode. When I pull from the side where I was parked it was the mercy of God that save a few stray mongrels that were busy eating scarps thrown to them from the jerk centre where they were scavenging.

Why the hell mi a mek a katty weh mi n ar no longa have nothing mess up mi meds so?

I found a few answers readily available but I pushed them away as I drive away from the one person that could tear away my control and keep me eternally wanting her.

There was only one thing I had to do and that was ensured I got into quick action on what I came back to Jamaica for and I best not let my emotions fuck it up.

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