Page 12 of U + Me

That’s the reason why I left. When I say I had my own mess and chaos to deal with at home, the very last thing I needed was to be fighting or at it with a female over my best friend. Females were crazy about Darius, and I guess now I was like one of them. I was crazy enough to allow myself to get emotionally, and now physically, in love with him and just like my dad, he was planning on leaving. Darius should’ve been my last choice to give my virginity too but at the same time a feeling that made me feel every bit of the opposite hit me strong and out of nowhere. It was weird and I didn’t have any regrets if I was being honest.

I’ll never regret or forget my first time now because he handled me with care every step of the way even down to being concerned about making sure I was ready or not. I’d heard all types of horror stories about some people not having a choice about who their first was. I feared that Todd would sneak in my room and snatch my virginity soon just from how he’d been acting lately. Now I didn’t have that worry because Todd could never take that from me.

I knew that if I told Darius, he would either stay or figure out a way for me to go with him. Which wouldn’t work because I was a minor. I didn’t want to steal his joy, and if we ended up losing touch after he left then the most I could say was he would always hold a special part of my heart because he was my first and a very dear friend to me. He set the tone for what I should expect and how I should be treated before I really got started.

Making it home as soon as I walked inside, I felt sick to my stomach. All the lights were off except for the hallway light so I already knew what that meant; it was going to be a long night. My mom and Todd were in their bedroom having sex which brought my attention to the sticky feeling between my legs.

As I stood in the shower, I could hear my mom and Todd having sex, and as much as it disgusted me to hear them, I couldn’t help but to think about the sex I’d just had with Darius. I ran my hands down my body as I fantasized ‘bout how sensual and intimate I felt. My lower lips began to throb as I placed my hand on my opening. It was no match to the sensation I felt when Darius was French kissing my vagina but the sensation from my fingers against my swollen clit was a steady runner up. As I slowly rubbed against my nub I mentally went back to Darius’ bed. The same bed that he was probably now fucking Janiece in.

Shaking those thoughts from my mind, I focused back on me and Darius and what it felt like when his thrusts went from being painful to beyond satisfying and unforgettable. I continued to rub until a softer, not so intense version of the surge of pleasure I felt earlier with Darius returned and I felt my vaginal walls flutter.

“Whew! Gosh, stay with it Kim girl.” I coached myself as I regained my composure because I almost slipped and bust my ass in the shower.

I finished washing off then dried off and wrapped up in my bathrobe. I scurried toward my room; on the way I could hear Todd and my mom talking, and it sounded like he was close to their bedroom door. I damn near floated to my room to keep from seeing him.

While I got dressed, I stood in front of my floor-length mirror to see if it was visually obvious that I was no longer a virgin. At first look no, but as I studied all of my curves and body parts I noticed that Darius put a couple of small but dark hickeys on both of my breasts near my nipples. Running my hand across the passion marks made my lower walls contract at the thought of Darius’ sensually sucking on them. Whoever taught him how to kiss on a female’s chest taught him well because he did it so erotically, I know for a fact he could make me cum from doing it. Hell, sucking on my breasts and neck was what put me in a sexual trance.

I couldn’t help but to blush and I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t do it again with Darius, yet I also knew that was out of the question. I felt super relaxed and exhausted at the same time all I needed was to put some food on my stomach and to fix myself a big cup of iced water.

Once I was dressed, I went into the kitchen and made a cup of shrimp flavored ramen in the microwave. Once the noodles were done, I put a lil butter and hot sauce in them then went to work. While I was eating my mom came into the kitchen looking at me all weird.

“Where you been Kimmie?”

“I was at the park reading.”

“Hmph, reading at the park, huh. You couldn’t just read in your room?”

“I needed some air.”

“What’s that on your neck?”

“Ion know. You might be talking about the mosquito bite I was scratching. I rubbed some alcohol on it, and it was red and puffy.”

I was lying through my teeth and my mom was looking at me like she knew I was full of shit, but she didn’t question me for some reason.

“Is there something you wanna tell me?”

“Something like what, ma?” I asked praying that she would just leave me alone so that I could go back to my room before her man surfaced.

“Like is there anything you need to tell me or talk to me about? You been acting distant, and I feel like it’s more than just period hormones.”

“Well, to be honest, there is something.”

“Okay, what is it?” My mom asked as she sat in the chair across the table from me.

“It’s Todd.”

“What about Todd?”

“Lately he has been making me feel very uncomfortable. He be saying and doing the most. Like earlier, I left because he was?—”

Before I could finish Todd’s ass came staggering into the kitchen.

“Todd what? I ain’t done shit but make my ole lady feel like a Queen.” He huffed as he walked over to the fridge and yanked a bottle of Rolling Rock off the door.

I looked at my mom with pleading eyes to not say anything. I wanted the conversation to be kept between she and I, and thankfully she didn’t.

“Moving forward Kimmie, get permission instead of just leaving. It looks like you trying to sneak around. I get you’ll be eighteen soon but long as you living here and we taking care of you, you have to be respectful. You not grown; you can’t just up and leave out whenever you feel like it. I get Todd be on yo ass sometimes because he needs to be. That’s no excuse for you to just up and leave the house and not say shit to one of us.”

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