Chapter Seven

Ever since Trey and I got back together, we’ve been more distant towards one another. The day we got back together was the first time we had sex. I must admit, he was everything but disappointing. He was certainly better than Chris; a hell of a lot better. I tried not to think about it because I found myself craving his touch more with each thought.

I haven’t really had time to do anything but get ready for my graduation. Since I procrastinated for so long, I had to put in overtime. I had to send out invitations and make sure all of my senior dues were paid. Then there was graduation practice, scholarship and college applications to fill out and on top of all that, our English Teacher went bonkers with our final research paper. For the whole month, I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off.

Today was the one day I had to myself. It was five o’clock Saturday morning and I was in bed eating a huge bowl of cereal. It was too early to go anywhere so I was just chilling, watching Disney Channel. During Commercial, my cell phone rang and without looking, I answered it.

“Hey baby.” He greeted, bringing a smile upon my lips.

“Hey Trey.” I answered, happy that I wasn’t asleep unless I would be pissed off at him for waking me up. I loved to sleep and hated whenever someone woke me up.

“You still at your dad‘s house?” He asked with anticipation hidden in his voice.

“Yeah, why?” I asked with a finite smile playing about my face.

“Damn man, I miss you.” He grunted, making me hot. Biting down on my bottom lip, I looked out my window to see my dad’s Bentley parked in his driveway. He should be leaving in a few and since he lived way on the other side of town, by the time Trey got over here, my dad would be gone.

“You think you can be over here in an hour?” I asked him. I could almost hear the smile form on his face as he spoke.

“Shit no doubt.” As he said the words, I could hear his keys jingle in the background. I chuckled at his enthusiasm to see me and grinned harder as if I possibly could stretch my mouth any wider than it already was.

“If his car isn’t gone by the time you get here call me.” I told him before we hung up with each other. The smile on my face was permanent and watching TV became a hard task for me. I got out of the bed and dumped my things into the sink, leaving them for the housekeeper my dad hired a while back.

My dad was a Cardiovascular Surgeon and my mom was a housewife the whole time they were married. She had hobbies that she got paid for under the table like baking and cooking. She was also a seamstress and made some of the most beautiful clothing you could think of. Now that they were divorced, she lived off her talents and the alimony checks she received once a month.

My dad rarely had time to do anything but whenever he did, he made sure we had a blast doing whatever he planned for us. He was a great guy, once you got past his tough, judgmental exterior.

A knock on my door jarred my thoughts and made me jump slightly. Stretching, I stood up and walked over to the door to reveal by dad standing before me clad in his famous sea green colored scrubs.

“Hey princess.” He greeted, kissing me on my forehead; his rough beard scratched my skin gently. I smiled and hugged him briefly, allowing him access into my room.

“Hey, you leaving?” I asked, knowing the answer already. He gave me a look before taking a seat on my bed and I followed suit, resting my head on his shoulder.

“No, I just like to lounge around in my scrubs on a Saturday morning.” He responded sarcastically. I chuckled at him and shook my head. He was the most sarcastic person I knew besides Trey and myself. Most of the time his sarcasm was funny but other times, it was irritating as hell, especially when I wanted to be serious.

“You know what I meant.” I said as he laughed. He kissed my forehead and gave me a sideways hug, nearly crushing me, not that I minded.

“Be good. No boys and no boys.” He said as I laughed at him. “Go ahead and laugh, just as long as you listen to what I say.”

“Whatever.” I said as he ruffled my hair.

“I got cameras all in this room so don‘t try no double oh seven shit either.” He joked. He had cameras in and out of the house but none was in my room because he didn’t want to see a part of me he hasn’t seen since I was a baby.

“Sure you do.” I said laughing. He patted my shoulder and walked out of the room after bidding me farewell. No sooner than after he left, I heard my phone ringing. Without answering, I looked outside to see Trey’s car parked across the street. Ignoring the ringing phone, I opened both windows and ran down two flights of stairs and down the foyer to the front door. Immediately, I jumped up on Trey without warning and greeted him with a kiss.

“Damn girl.” He laughed. He carried me all the way up to my room where we both curled up together in my small bed. Since I rarely stayed the night at my dad’s house I still had the same twin size bed from middle school. At my mom’s house, I had a king size waiting for my return.

“What did you do yesterday?” I asked, making conversation while tracing the tat he had along his bicep. The tattoo was a picture or a demented looking jester, holding a deck of cards in a hand that was a replica of a skeletons’. It was cool but weird at the same time. Down on his wrist he had his mother’s initials going along a thorn bush.

“Shit.” He replied lazily. Whenever he responded with curt answers, I knew that meant that he was out in the streets again. Not pressing the issue, I changed the subject quickly.

“Did this hurt?” I asked him, running my fingers delicately across the lines that made up the hat of the jester. He looked down at it briefly and shrugged.

“A little.” He told me.

“I want a Tattoo.” I told him. Ever since I was a kid, I was fascinated with body art. It was so erotic and sexy, which was why I enjoyed looking at Trey for hours at a time.

“Nah.” He said with a vehement shake of his head.

“Why not?” I frowned.

“I don‘t want you to tarnish that pretty body of yours.” He said with a smirk. I smiled at his answer and muzzled him in his neck. Giggly softly, I bit down into his neck. He jumped slightly and chuckled under his breath.

There was something about Trey that made me want to place my mouth on him all the time. As if I was a vampire, I began sucking the life out of his neck. Drawing back, I revealed a sizable, red hickey. Leaving marks on him was my way of telling the world that he was taken, even in my absence.

Straddling him, I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him softly on the lips. I savored the taste of his bottom lip as I nibbled gently on it. His big hands found its way to my hips and nestled in the groove of my waist before giving it a small squeeze. His hands then moved to my thigh where he began to stroke the outer perimeters of it slowly. His gentle caresses released a moan from deep within me and I purred into his mouth, breaking the kiss. I held his head as he traveled down to my neck; the feel of his lips against the sensitivity of my neck caused my hips to buck against him and my back arched, closing what little gap between us. The longer he sucked on my neck, the more riled up I became.

Somewhere in the heat of passion, he managed to undress me completely. Hovering over me, he ran his tongue down the length of my body. Holding my legs apart with his hands and gripping my thighs, he gave a slow sensual lick up my clit. My moan was so loud; it was well on its way to evolving into a scream. I writhed under his firm grip and arched my neck and back; clutching the back of his head, I pushed him closer to my love-hole. He bit softly onto my clit and ran his tongue across it. Closing my eyes and biting into my bottom lip, I moaned his name. Slowly his tongue entered my hole and I nearly jumped out of my skin. His tongue retreated, making me groan in dissatisfaction.

“Don‘t stop!” I yelled at him breathlessly. I pushed my hips toward his face in order to encourage him to keep going. He chuckled at my desperate state and buried his face in my gut. I screamed at his suddenness and nearly broke my back from arching it so forcefully. My stomach quivered and receded as an involuntary moan found its way from within my voice box.

“Don‘t hold back baby.” He commanded, mumbling against my flesh. He raised one leg slightly higher than the other; delving deeper inside causing me to reach my breaking point. My hips shook violently as I squirted all over his face.

Taking time to catch my breath, I drew my legs up to my chest and lied comfortably on my side. Trey hovered over my listless body and turned me over so that I was lying flat on my stomach. He knelt down behind me and pulled my hips up close to his midsection. He then reached under me, rubbing his index and middle fingers across my lips. I clutched the sheets tightly between my chests and closed my eyes, fighting the moan that threatened to escape my other lips.

His masculine nails dug deep into my ass cheeks and with one hard thrust, he entered me from behind. His girth filled me to capacity and his head nearly broke my cervix. I nearly choked on life as a blood-curdling scream ruptured my vocal cords. I bit down on my lip until I could taste that familiar salty taste. Without sparing me any mercy, he slid in and out of me vigorously, pulling my hair and spanking me every chance he got. As I neared my peak, my voice began to give out from screaming so loud.

“Trey…oh my God…Trey!” I screamed hoarsely, not able to say what I was trying to get out. He grunted into my ear and delved deeper, using only his hips to guide himself in and out of me with ease.

“Let that shit flow bay.” He instructed. A tear escaped my tightly shut eyelids and the veins in my neck became more prominent just before my floodgates opened and I came everywhere. Seconds after, I felt him swell inside of me before warming the lower section of my belly. I regained my breath one huff at a time before drifting off to sleep.




“Baby…Mandy, wake up.” I heard Trey say while he shook my body into oblivions. I grimaced and buried my face further into the pillow.

“Trey, I’m tired, leave me alone.” I groaned, swatting his hand away from my shoulder.

“Girl, your dad is outside.” His statement caused my eyes to pop open and the sleep that claimed me mere seconds ago was now gone without a trace. I got out of bed and looked out the window. Just like he said, my dad was walking up the driveway.

“Oh shit!” I exclaimed. Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was three in the afternoon. “Trey, why didn‘t you wake me up earlier?” I asked him.

“I just woke up when I heard him pull up.” He told me. I frowned and thought of a way to sneak him out without being caught by my dad or one of the cameras.

“Follow me.” I told him, going into my closet.

“Baby, I’m not about to do no R. Kelly shit.” He said as I shook my head. I closed the closet door and shoved my stuff to the side, revealing a door.

“Go through there and down the steps until you see two doors. Go through the left door and that will lead you outside, wait by the door until I call you.” I told him as he smirked.

“Sneaky ass.” He said as I laughed. He pulled me to him and kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. As we deepened the kiss, I heard my room door open and my dad walk in.

“Amanda?”

“Shit, go.” I said breaking the kiss and pushing him through the door. He turned to give me one more peck on the lips and ran off. I closed the door and pushed my clothes and other junk back over it before walking out of the closet.

“Hey daddy!” I greeted with a big smile. I wasn’t smiling because of his presence; I was smiling because I was glad my ass didn’t get caught. I was especially grateful that I opened the windows or else he would have smelled the evidence of my wrong doings.

“What were you doing in there?” He asked with a skeptical look, skimming the room with his eyes for any discrepancies.

“I was rummaging through some of my old stuff.” I told him. He nodded and thankfully, dropped the subject. Had he decided to grill me, I would have caved under pressure.

“Oh, okay. You want to go get something to eat?” He asked. Being that the only thing I ate all day was Honey Nut Cheerios, I was famished.

“Sure!” I said with a huge grin.

“Well, let me go take a shower and get dressed, I should be ready in about an hour and a half.” He informed me. I nodded and waited for him to walk out before making a mad dash for my phone.

“Did he notice?” Trey asked as soon as he answered the phone, not giving me a chance to speak. I shook my head as if he could see me before speaking.

“Nope.” I said with a smirk as he laughed. “He‘s in the shower,” I told him. “and I‘m about to take one too.” I hinted.

“Girl, if I keep fucking with you, you‘re going to get my ass shot up.” He joked lightly.

“Come on baby, my dad takes the longest showers.” I whined.

“Aman—” I interrupted him before he could protest.

“Please.” I half begged, half moaned into the phone. He finally gave in and I hung up happily. The door at the bottom of my secret escape route didn’t open from the outside, so I had to let him in. I opened the door, just as he tossed his cigarette, or whatever it was that he was smoking. He came up to me and kissed me in the mouth. I grimaced and pulled back from him scornfully.

“Ew, Trey! Yucky!” I said, referring to the smoke on his breath. He smiled at me and apologized.

“My bad baby,” He said before we walked back up the stairs to begin round two of what we started earlier this morning.