Page 15 of Love Me Now: Adrian & Kwamé
“It’s nothin’, mama. I’ll be outside if you need anything,” he stated. Ari nodded, then sighed heavily. She looked down at the plate as if the sandwich didn’t look tasty. It wasn’t that. Baby girl was likely hungry but had no appetite.
As tears spilled from her eyes, Ari said, “I spent most of yesterday arguing with Rod. Things have been weird over the last few weeks, so naturally, I thought it was because he was cheating. He swore he wasn’t and even accused me of cheating.” She sniffled and continued. “He even had the nerve to say thatthis isn’t his baby.” Ari shook her head. The more she explained the situation, the more heated I became. “After we got off the phone last night, some girls showed up at my door. One of them said she was Rod’s girl and told me to leave him alone. Of course, I wasn’t taking that. Hoes lie all the time.”
I could tell Ari wanted to believe Rod wasn’t playing her. However, I’d looked at that nigga’s socials, and he was definitely diving into some pussy that didn’t belong to Ari.
“Anyway,” Ari continued, “she got in my face, so I popped her ass. Next thing you know, I’m beating her ass all over my foyer. Those hoes tried to jump me, so I pulled a gun on them and shot at them hoes.”
I couldn’t stop myself from chuckling. Ari was a real one for that shit.
“Were they arrested too?” Kwamé asked.
“No, because one of them hoes is married to an officer. After they left my house, the police showed up and arrested me.”
“That’s some bullshit!” Kwamé blasted.
“And is,” Ari seconded. “I’m so fuckin’ stressed. I’ll likely be fired behind this bullshit. What am I supposed to do? I tried calling Rod several times last night. He didn’t answer any of my calls. Not even the ones from the jail.”
“Fuck him,” Kwamé stated. I’d never heard her say that about anyone, so I knew she was mad as hell. “I tried calling Carli, but she didn’t answer. And why didn’t your parents come get you?”
Ari blew out a deep breath. “This whole situation is such an embarrassment to them, that they haven’t even returned my calls. That’s the most heartbreaking. And Carli’s been warning me about Rod for months. She’s my sister, ya know. I don’t expect her to always think I’m right, but I also wish she had my back. I called her to come bail me out, but she said that sitting in there would make me realize she was right all along.”
Kwamé looked like she wanted to levitate to wherever Carli was. “I’m gon’ beat her ass!” she declared.
“No, the fuck you’re not,” I said. “What I told you about a soft life?”
“But—”
“Aht, aht. Ain’t no but,” I replied. “Now, y’all gon’ handle this like some G’s. Ari, fuck that nigga and them bitches. Those charges will be dropped by mornin’.”
Ari appeared hopeful when she asked, “Really?”
“For real,” I assured her. “Eat ya food and relax. Ain’t nobody comin’ ‘round here to fuck wit’ you, and you not about to sit in anybody’s jail.”
Ari started crying, and my girl reached over to wipe her tears. “It’s okay, Ari. We’re here. You’re going to be okay.”
She sure the fuck was. Ari was the homie by extension of my lady. I’d be a flaw as nigga not to have her back. I shot a text to Dothan to come handle these charges, and to get some other shit together on Ari’s behalf. If her own people weren’t going to have her back, then she had us to pick her the fuck up.
Hours later, the sun was just setting when Kwamé and I arrived at the suite we were staying in for the night. I left Russ to look after Ari, or else Kwamé would’ve worried the night away. At the suite, I prepared us a bath, then ordered room service. While I waited for the water to fill the tub, I lit a blunt and took that shit to the head.
Kwamé walked into the bathroom ass naked. My eyes nearly fell out of my head. She giggled at the look on my face.
“What? You didn’t want to see me naked?”
“Nah…” Standing from the tub’s ledge, I ashed the blunt and started undressing. “Come ‘er,” I told her. She wasted no time coming to me. From the top of her head down to her sexy ass toes, Kwamé’s dark skin was glorious. Belly and all, her body was exquisite.
Fully naked, it was my turn to grin at the look on her face. My dick was hard, and he made no effort to chill the fuck out. I climbed into the tub first, then Kwamé took my hand and got inside. The tub was big enough for two more of us, but I would kill a muhfucka for even looking at what belonged to me.
She straddled me and leaned down to kiss me. “Thank you for everything today. You didn’t question me, and your support allowed me to be there for my best friend. I love Ari like a big sister, and seeing her hurting today was horrible. Thank you for being there for me and her.”
I brought her closer and kissed her back. “When will you accept that I meant what I said? If it’s a problem to you, it’s a problem to me. And every single problem you have, I’m gon’ fix. Aight?”
She nodded and leaned in until our lips locked. Her tongue wrapped around mine. My dick was already hard, and she was acting like she thought I would be gentle with her once I got inside of her. Kwamé surprised me, though. One of her hands dipped beneath the water to grip my dick.
“Shit,” I groaned at the feeling of her fingers touching my dick. Kwamé moaned, too, as if I was already inside her. She attacked my lips, and I let her. Her hard nipples pressed up against my chest. It was at that point that I couldn’t take it anymore.
I grabbed her ass and lifted her. She did the honors of guiding my dick to her tunnel. As we kissed nastily, I pried my way into her tight shit. That muthafucka was so wet, I growled and bit her lip. Her freaky ass bit me back. She took it a step farther, though, and bit her way down my jaw and to my neck. The lower she sank on my dick, the longer and harder she bit me. In the best way, my skin felt like it was on fire.
She sat up, planted her hands on my shoulders, then seductively peered down at me. My toes were already curled as she started riding me.
