“I’m not sure yet.”
He nodded and chuckled as he wiped his mouth. “Respect. Let me take full advantage of having you while I can.”
“That’s probably for the best.”
After dinner, we took a couple of shots before heading out. As we drove, I finally texted Elias back.
Me: What you send me that for?
EJ CRAZY ASS DADDY ??: You with another nigga Mandy?
Me: If I am?
EJ CRAZY ASS DADDY ??: Get what you want. What you deserve.
Me: That’s what I planned to do. Not sure why you think I need your permission.
EJ CRAZY ASS DADDY ??: I’m not about to argue with you.
Me: Who arguing?
EJ CRAZY ASS DADDY ??: You need a reminder of why you need my permission?
Before I could respond, he sent another text. But it wasn’t just a text… it was a video. A video of us. A video of him slutting me the hellout. I was glad I had the volume down because I would have been embarrassed if Ryan heard me moaning and calling my baby daddy’s name.
EJ CRAZY ASS DADDY ??: That’s STILL my pussy. So gone fuck that nigga and get it over with. Get that shit out yo system. You’ll be back where you’re supposed to be soon.
Me: Boy bye. Where is Fiona?
EJ CRAZY ASS DADDY ??: This ain’t about her with your deflecting ass. Like I said, get that shit out your system Mandy. Enjoy yourself.
Tossing my phone into my fanny pack, I shook my leg.
“You good?” Ryan asked, squeezing my thigh.
Nodding, I nibbled my trembling lip. I wasn’t sure why, but the casual way in which he gave me to this man irritated me. Why did I want him to be on the same type of time he was on with Demarcus? He had a whole girlfriend. Even with him alluding to the fact that we’d find our way to each other again, Elias was trying to accept me moving on and be on his best behavior. That should have made me happy. Instead, it hurt my feelings.
A Couple Hours Later
Our night ended quickerthan I think either of us were expecting. The vibe was nice until a few young niggas tried to talk slick about me being a stripper and asking if they could get a private dance. Ryan was a shit talker, and with those types, it could go either way. They either would get their ass whupped or really be a threat.
He showed quickly just how much of a threat he was. I’d never seen a man beat three people up so quickly. He took that marines mercilessly protect the weak thing seriously. Though, in that instance, I wasn’t weak at all. I still appreciated him fighting for my honor and respect. It made me respect him more.
The ride back to my place was silent. I didn’t want him to think I was sad or anything, so I asked him if he wanted to come up. He said yes, as I expected he would. After locking the door, I began to undress.
“Uh…Amanda?”
“Come take a shower with me.”
That was all the direction he needed. He followed me into my bathroom, where we showered together, and he ate my pussy until my legs turned into noodles. His dick curved downward, so as soon as I climbed into bed, I was on all fours. Ryan sheathed himself with a condom before climbing behind me and giving me strokes that scratched the itch that had been nagging me ever since we met.
Sitting up, I pushed him back and rode him reverse cowgirl. The dick was medium length and heavy…a welcomed treat back to being a truly single woman. His moans and grunts sounded good and boosted my ego, but something didn’t feel right. Closing my eyes, I tried to focus on something else to keep my pussy from drying. Flashes of my last time with Elias replayed in my mind, making me wetter.
Ryan felt the difference because it wasn’t long before he came. Sex with him felt different in comparison to the last manoutside of Elias. Back then, it was about the money and pleasure. It was solely a physical act—an exchange. With Elias, regardless of how nasty our sex was, it was sacred. It was intimate. It was emotional. It wasn’t just sex. It meant something.
This meant nothing, and that meant everything.
I took another shower and hoped Ryan would have been gone, but he wasn’t. He pulled me into his arms and held me, and for some reason, that almost made me cry.