Page 20 of Love Next Door
“Fuck me,” I demanded. The intimacy that was developing between us at the moment scared the shit out of me.
He stood behind me and covered my breasts with one hand and my pussy with the other. “If someone decides to go swimming tonight, they will see you, Abril.”
“My lights are off. Besides, if they did, I wouldn’t care. Fuck me.” I jutted my hips back, gripped the railing, and spread my legs. My eyes closed with the sweet sensation of his dick filling my pussy from behind. He thrust hard up inside of me, and I felt all my worries and cares dissipate. My hand reached back and gripped his balls. I felt him tighten, and I knew that he was close.
July pulled me back against him, cupped my breasts, and kissed the side of my neck, even as he continued pumping furiously.
“Oh shit, July,” I groaned.
His hand dropped from my breasts, and he fingered my clitoris before he slid his fingers up and down my slit. My pussy pulsed as it came all around and down his dick. My voice was a raspy whisper as I called out repeatedly, “That’s it, July. Thank you, baby. Make me forget.”
When he pulled out of me, I pushed him back onto his chair. His legs spread on either side of the chair, and I kneeled betweenthem. I took him into my mouth toward the back of my throat. July’s hands cupped either side of my head in a tight vise grip. Scooting to the edge of the chair, he thrust hard and impatiently into my mouth. I took him back as far as I could go, slobbering, crying, and choking, but I did not give up.
My hands caressed his nuts before I pulled out and went down again with my jaws sucked in. My eyes lifted to meet his, and I saw the concern and worry there, so I closed my eyes again. Just as he neared the end, July shot up to his feet, and I rocked back onto the balls of mine.
He pumped hard and feverishly into my mouth, until his seed shot forward, and my throat was full of hot, salty cum. July helped me to my feet and led me back inside. I watched as he quietly gathered his phone and keys and headed to the door.
“Holla at ya later,” was all he said before he left. I walked to the door and locked it behind him. I heard the emptiness in his voice, saw the slump in his shoulders, and I knew that my actions hurt him. Although we agreed it was just sex, I had never made July feel like I was using him before. Never had I felt so low.
ONE MONTH LATER
“My hair’sgonna be a mess after this,” Abril shouted over the wind as it rushed by us.
“Just hold on, baby, and all you have to worry about is a little bit of sand and water.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Your ass is gon’ fall off when I hit this turn and be in the ocean blue with all them sharks,” I shouted back as I hit a turn on the jet ski. She pressed into my back and held on tighter. It felt good having her this close to me. The salt and sun clung to her skin and mixed well with the fresh honey magnolia scent that cloaked her. This vacation relaxed Abril in a way I’d neverseen her before. It allowed her to let her guard down, and helped me see the woman I wanted, the one I deserved.
We had spent the day hiking and visited the Omurana Falls, a 2,957-foot waterfall. Afterward, we returned to the resort and rented out jet skis. Her friends and my friends were paired up. It had happened effortlessly. Nina and Nick were together, Yamika and Evyn, and Kamaia and Thad.
Their personalities all fit perfectly well, as well as the way they looked together. It couldn’t have happened better if we had handpicked them for each other. While Abril and I were only casual fuck partners, I was hoping for more from her. My feelings for her had started growing the night that I saw her down about her ex when I visited her.
It had taken two days for Abril to come out of the funk she’d been in when she spotted her ex at the mall with his new wife. When she finally did, I let her know that I wasn’t down with being used to expunge her feelings about another man, even if we were just casually sexing. She apologized, and we found our flow again.
A week after that, I overheard a conversation between her and her girls when she was at my place chilling. They were all on LiveTime chatting about an upcoming vacation to Sorrel Island, a little island off the coast of Georgia.
I had casually inserted myself into the conversation, to her friends’ delight and Abril’s dismay. She objected that she didn’t want this to be odd with her and I being coupled up and her girls being single. Her best friend, Yamika, interjected that if I had some friends who were willing to come along, she could see it being a “friends’ trip,” and Kamaia shouted, “It’s on. We’re ’bout to have a baecation.”
Things quickly were pulled out of Abril’s hands once Nina joined in, and I was on the phone making plans with my boys. Ieven paid to have their villa upgraded to accommodate my boys and myself.
We played on the jet skis for another twenty minutes before we headed back in. Our friends had already staked out their places on the beach.
“Damn, girl!” I chuckled when Abril jumped on my back as I kneeled to pick up a seashell.
“I’m tired. I don’t feel like walking back,” she whined.
“It’s all good, baby girl. I gotcha,” I asserted, grabbing her legs that were wrapped around my waist. Her arms casually hung over my shoulders as I walked back. “Here, this is for you.”
She took the seashell from my hand as we neared the spot our friends selected. “It’s beautiful, Juju.” She had begun using my nickname after becoming accustomed to hearing my friends use it so often.
“It’s an abalone shell.” The seashell was a rainbow of purples, golds, blues, and pinks, with an iridescent bluish-green swirl.
“Aww. I’ll always treasure this as a memory of our time here on the island.”
“Hopefully, we can make many more.”
Her arms tightened around me, but she grew quiet. I knew Abril was afraid of being hurt, but I knew deep in my soul that I would never hurt her.
