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“I’m leaving.”
“I’ll kill myself, Ezra. You’re all I have and if I don’t have you anymore then what is the purpose of me living? Then you’ll have no one. You won’t have your father, Everett or me.” I couldn’t believe the low blow she was dealing. I tipped my head back and growled out of frustration. “Please stay,” she begged. Tears clung to her lashes as she looked up at me.
“Ma, move out of the way. I’m going to Solana’s. I don’t have any control over what you do to yourself.” Her face warped into a crushed frown.
“You’re a disgusting son. You don’t care if your own mother kills herself? You’re so selfish that you would chase a piece of ass across the street and not stay here with me? You know I need you!”
“Goodbye,” I said, moving her to the side so I could step out. I headed across the street and didn’t look back even though my mother yelled and screamed for me to come home. I no longer had a home with her. Solana was standing in the doorway on pins and needles by the time I reached her.
“What happened?” She asked, taking one of the heavy duffle bags from my shoulder. It hit the floor with a thud when she tried to carry it on her own. It probably weighed as much as she did.
“A huge blowup,” I told her. “I don’t want to talk about it right now. I just want to be around you and soak up your energy. Is that cool?” I closed the door behind myself and walked into the living room.
“Of course, Ezra. Whatever you need.” Her voice was like rushing water over my bruised soul. “You wanna take these upstairs?” She asked, looking at my bags. She tried to lug one over to the steps like she was a superhero.
“Give me that. You’re not big enough to carry these bags,” I laughed a little even though my heart still hurt and my brain was still scrambling to pick up the pieces. Being in Solo’s house felt like home. My energy was calm there. I cringed a little when I walked into her bedroom and saw the mattress on the floor though.
“Yeah, I’m sorry about that, Solana. I’ll get you a new frame.”
“I already ordered one. It’ll be here tomorrow. It’s all metal. I got it with you in mind.”
I put my bags by the closet door and laughed again. “So you just knew I was going to stay over here, huh?” I reached over and poked her stomach.
“I had an idea. A girl can dream.” She was so fucking cute sometimes I couldn’t stand it.
“Oh, I need to call the police and send them to my mom’s house,” I said, pulling my phone from my pocket.
“Um…wanna tell me why?” Solana asked.
“She was talking stupid. She said if I left her she was going to kill herself.”
“Wow. Okay, she’s a narcissist on a whole different level, Ezra.”
“I know. I want to send someone over there in case she does something stupid to herself for sympathy.”
“You’re still a good son even though she’s been an awful mother. I want you to know that.”
“Thank you. That means a lot.”
“I’m going to get in the shower and then get dinner started.” Without another word, Solo came out of her clothes and walked into the bathroom swaying her hips like they made music with every step she took.
Jesus.
I almost forgot I was supposed to call someone to check on my crazy ass mother. I called the non-emergency number and reported a suicide concern. I tossed my phone on Solo’s mattress after that and started taking my clothes out of the duffle bags and putting them away in the closet.
When Solana got out of the shower, the entire bedroom smelled like a bouquet of roses sprinkled in sugar. I looked over my shoulder at her and stopped everything I was doing just to stare. She was wrapped in a white towel with her hair tied up in one of those terry cloth turban things. Whatever the fuck it was made her look like a goddess. I wanted to lick every inch of her from her toes to her lips and everything in between.
She stood in front of the dresser, untied the towel from around her mocha body and started rubbing lotion all over her skin. Looking at her had my dick so hard, I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. I moved over to her, took the bottle of lotion from her and squeezed some in my hand.
“Can you get my back?” She asked softly. I bent down and placed kisses along her shoulders then the base of her neck. “I meant with the lotion, Ezra.”
“I know what you meant. I still like to taste the chocolate as I go.” I smoothed lotion on her back then hooked my arm around her neck and pulled her against my body so she could feel how stiff my dick was.
“Damn, Ezra,” she moaned. She spun around and tugged my shirt over my head. It felt like someone flipped a switch and turned on the savage side of me. I had so much bullshit I needed to work through and right then, Solana was my therapy. Her body was my altar and I was about to worship all my troubles away inside her pussy.
I pushed my pants down my legs and kicked them off my feet. My dick sprang out, eager to get back to home base. I picked Solo’s tiny body up and she yelped, wrapping her limbs around me for support. She was already so wet for me. I could smell it in the air. I felt it slip against the head of my cock. I angled my dick right at her opening and pushed in slowly. Deceptively slow. She had no idea that I was about to fuck all my frustrations away.
I braced her on the dresser for a second and draped her legs over my forearms making sure not to leave her warmth. I bounced her petite frame up and down on my shaft while she screamed my name like rain in a thunderstorm. It fell down on me, cleansing me of the hurt and pain I’d been walking through.
