Page 27 of Whatever It Takes
The song changed caused the ladies to get up from their seats to dance. Juvenile’s newest release had them throwing ass like it was their last night on earth. I was trying hard to pay attention to the conversation the guys were having, but my eyes were glued to Blessing. She was bent over the railing of the section, bouncing her ass to the beat of the song.
“Look at this nigga mesmerized. Messiah would lose his mind if he saw his sister out here with that short ass dress on, shaking her ass and shit.” Dru laughed, shaking his head.
I waved his ass off, shaking my head. “She’s grown. You see how good she looks? Why wouldn’t I be mesmerized?”
“Mariah gone lose her mind when she finds out you moved on.” Rome said, chuckling.
“That tramp barely supported Moo. She wanted the benefits of dating him more than she wanted him.” Dru responded with a scoff as he sipped his drink. He was never a fan of Mariah. For the moment he met her, he could never stand her. The feeling was mutual on her end, too.
“It is what it is. She was the one who walked away. Life too short to sit here and mope around over a relationship that should’ve ended months ago. Shit, Dru, you know I’ve been interested in Bless since that block party Messiah threw a few years ago.”
“Nigga waited three years to shoot his shot.” Dru joked.
“She had a nigga; I was trying to respect that.” I shrugged, looking over at the girls. I felt eyes on me. I thought it was Blessing, but I locked eyes with Symone. She licked her lips before sinking her teeth into the bottom one. I quickly looked away. I’m not sure what that was about, but I refused to entertain that.
Blessing stood in front of me with a smile on her face. “Dance with me,” she demanded, taking my hand. I nodded and rose to my feet. She turned around and pressed her body against mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist.Summer Walker’s “Girls Need Love”played softly from the speakers. She leaned over the railing, slowly moving her hips to the music.
“I just need some love…” she mumbled as she faced me again. Her arms circled my neck, while my hands moved to her ass. She pressed her soft, glossy lips against mine. A soft moan escaped her lips as I slid my tongue into her mouth. I could feel myself growing hard against her. She pulled away, staring up at me with hooded eyes. I could feel the lust radiating off her. Her back was now pressed against the railing of the section as I pulled away from the kiss. “I want you..” She muttered, trailing a finger along my bread. Before I could respond, her lips were on mine again.
“Damn, Moo, let my bitch breathe!” Chanel shouted from behind me.
I pulled away, looking over my shoulder. Everybody’s eyes were locked on us. I chuckled, shaking my head. “Y’all need to get y’all some business.” I lead Blessing back to the couch,pulling her into my lap. Thank God for the privacy. If we were at any other club, we’d probably be all over the blogs.
“Take a shot with me,” I whispered into Blessing’s ear, running my hands up and down her exposed thighs.
She shifted in my lap, blowing the hookah from her mouth. I grabbed a bottle of tequila from the table and poured two shots. She didn’t hesitate to throw the shot back. I was right behind her.
“Shiiiit.” She hissed. “Ugh, I needed this. It’s been so long.”
“You enjoying yourself?”
“How can I not? I’m out with my girls..and my fine ass man.” She smirked.
“Bye yalllll!”I yelled, waving to Taryn, Symone, and Rome. Saint grabbed my hand, leading me towards the truck. Chanel and Dru were already inside, seated in the back row.
“Why’d she roll her eyes at you?” Chanel asked, confused.
“Who rolled their eyes at me?”
“Symone. She didn’t even respond when you said bye.”
I shrugged, leaning against Saint as he wrapped his arm around me. “I didn’t notice. Maybe it wasn’t towards me. She was just cool in the club.”
“I hope that was the case. I hope we don’t have to cut her off already. We just met the bitch.”
“Right..” I responded. I felt Saint’s hand slowly glide up the inside of my thigh. My eyes met his. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on my lips, grazing a finger across the outline of my lower lips, through the soaked seat of my panties. A low groan escaped his mouth. I told myself I was going to take things slowwith him, but I couldn’t go another day without feeling him inside me. I reached over, placing my hand in his lap. I couldn’t help but squeeze his growing erection.
The ride home felt longer than the drive to the club. I was so anxious to make it to the house and into Saint’s bed. The truck barely came to a stop before I opened the door and climbed out.
“Damn bitch. You good?” Chanel asked.
I nodded, pulling her into a hug. “Yeah, girl.. I think tonight’s the night.” I whispered into her ear.
She squealed. “Finally! Omg, did you get a wax? Don’t give that man no hairy pussy.”
I pulled away from her, laughing. “Girl, yes, I went earlier this week. Be safe, love you. Let me know when you make it home safely.”
I used my thumbprint to unlock the front door and slowly pushed it open. Saint was right behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist, his face nuzzled in my neck, peppering soft kisses against it. The house was mostly dark. The only light was coming from the tv in the living room where Miss Jackie was sprawled out on the couch, peacefully sleeping.
