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Donald Goines and Iceberg Slim. In college, I discovered Omar Tyree and Eric Jerome Dickey, eventually shifting to romances penned by the likes of Brenda Jackson and Francis Ray.
“What I want to do is crawl under this table, take your pants off, and lick your clit until you scream my name and spill your juices all over my mouth.”
“And then I want to pick you up, sit you on this table, and fuck you until you pass out. You won’t be naked, though. You can keep the shirt on and I’ll just slide your panties, which will undoubtedly be soaking wet by then, to the side.”
“Because, I’m tired of you calling his bitch-ass your husband. Call him Robert or Mattison or anything but your husband. Fuck him! If you want me, if you want us, then let’s do this, but seriously, fuck him, Doc. He doesn’t deserve your fidelity.”
He was back in my face again. “You think she’d be here if your ass would stop pushing me away? I don’t want her, Doc. I want you.”
“What do you want from meeeee?” he wailed.
Tyrese ass
“Robert, I want you to be clear about something. The only reason your ass is not dead right now is because I want Renee, and I want her bad. I don’t have time for her to mourn you. So you get to live. Consider it a gift.”
“Am I safe with you? Is anyone looking for you?” I almost dropped my fork. “Doc, I will rip a motherfucker’s beating heart out their chest if they even look at you the wrong way. And what I don’t finish, Rell will.”
All that shit your ex did? Been there, done that. I’m ready for something real…with you.”
“Honey, you might have only been in a relationship with him for a couple of months, but that boy has been in love with you since he laid eyes on you. Couldn’t stop talking about you that day you came out here and delivered my grandbaby. Kept going on and on about the way you steadied his hand when he was about to cut the cord. Said it was like something went through him when you touched him, and he knew you were the woman for him.”
“You stumble, I’ll catch you, but no touching.”
“Ride it, baby.” I gladly squatted over him and closed my eyes as I held him and guided him inside me. Released a moan as I placed my hands on his stomach and began sliding up and down him, opening my eyes to find his glued to me. He stretched his arms over his head and smiled before closing his eyes and groaning with pleasure. “Damn, Doc…damn, baby!”
“The only thing I need, the only thing I’ll ever need, is you, Renee. I love you. You’re everything to me, baby.” “You’re everything to me, too, Zo. I love you so much.”
I stared at her, thinking to myself that I should’ve let Rell seriously fuck her ex up. We were way too easy on his Lilliputian ass. “Doc—we’ve been together for months now. How’d I not know this?”
Once her stuff was rung up, she pulled out some money, and I stared at her. She looked up at me. “What?” I reached across her and slid my credit card through the card reader. “You know better than that shit.”
I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind that Bitch-ass had her taking medicine. I was three seconds from going over to his house and surprising him in his sleep.
I wanted to handle this one on my own, but I also knew I was probably too mad for that. Dude might not come out of it alive this time.
I’m watching my salt, trying to make myself exercise more than just in this bed…”
He needs to be in love and be loved. He’s a good man, just took him a while to get there, but one thing I know: he takes care of those he loves.
Better he be overprotective than indifferent.”
He has a big fear of losing the people he cares about. Things might get rocky, because he’s not perfect, but I can promise you he won’t do anything to hurt you. He needs you, and I believe you need him, so please stick with him.”
This was definitely not the reaction I was expecting.
“Marry me, Doc.” “Are you asking me to marry you because I just—”
“No, no, I was going to ask you at the party tonight. I had it all planned out but scrapped everything after Veda showed her ass. I have a ring and everything. Hold up.”
“Yes, anything. Wine, Molly, Percocet, crack. I gotta get these images out my head. Daddy was all shiny and sweaty and I saw his-his—” I stuck my head in the toilet again.
A week after I last saw Renee, I was doing okay. I mean, I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t miss her, because I did, but I could deal with the door to us being closed permanently better than I could deal with never knowing when she’d decide to leave me.
I sat my miserable ass there for thirty minutes before dragging Renee’s stuff back upstairs and unpacking it, wondering all the while if I’d hallucinated that conversation with Rell. I’d known him since he was literally like twelve years old and I’d never heard him mumble a word, but this dude had just spoken with more wisdom than I had in years.
“Baby, this love we have, it’s got a mind of its own. It’s wild and urgent and fucking beautiful. It’s so strong and consuming and sometimes, I love you so much I feel like I’m gonna lose my mind, but I don’t want it to change. I want to be just as passionate about you in fifty years as I am today, but I have to admit it makes me a little crazy, and the thought of losing you…it’s too much for me. Way too much. That shit makes it hard for me to even breathe.”
