“Okay, let me finish the kitchen up. Take the trash out for me and wait for me upstairs.”
“Why Bre can’t do this?”
“She’s not feeling good.”
“She’s never feeling good. What’s wrong with her?”
“It’s that time of the month for her.” I lied.
“Seems like it’s been like that every damn week. I thought that shit lasts for a couple of days.”
“How would you know?” I asked, placing my hand on my hip.
“You know I was raised with three females. And hopefully, when Alexis has to deal with that shit one day, I will be out of this damn house by then.” He said as if he was frustrated. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Y’all females be acting like it’s the end of the world and be ready to fight somebody for just asking a simple question.”
“You men are just too weak. I see why we get the periods. Y’all not strong enough to endure a couple of days bleeding and cramps.”
“Nah, men would be fine. We just need some food and a game system. We wouldn’t be all moody and extra over no damn blood and stomach pains. Hell, you can just give us a blunt, and I bet we’ll be straight.”
“Boy, bye. I witnessed when you had a sinus infection, and Ms.Aretha had to be by your side the entire time because you kept whining and complaining. Your ass definitely couldn’t handle no period. And you’re light skin. So you’ll be four times emotional.”
“What I tell you about that light skin shit?” He said as he grabbed a handful of my ass. I had small boobs, but I was fortunate enough to make up for it in the ass department. And Eric has the perfect hands to grip it just like I like it, plenty and rough.
“What?” I giggled, trying to sound innocent. He hated it when I mentioned his light skin syndrome.
“You know what! Keep playing with me, Chianne.”
“And what?” I said, rolling my neck.
“Imma show you.”
“Yeah, whatever.”
“Don’t whatever me. You talk a lot of shit for someone who hasn’t had that cherry popped yet.”
“What else am I supposed to do?” I asked sarcastically.
“Just wait till I break your ass in. All that back talking and slick ass light skin comments gon’ get you in trouble, and I got the perfect punishment to get your ass together.”
“Like what?” I said, biting down on my bottom lip.
“You’ll soon find out.” He said then kissed my lips. I was squealing on the inside. Eric knew I wasn’t putting out until we were official, so if he was hinting that sex was near, that meant we were going to be official soon! And that turned me off even more. I already knew what Eric was working with, so I couldn’t wait. Eric could talk a lot of shit, but he could definitely back it up.
“Take the trash out,” I said and quickly turned around so I could finish up the dishes. Once I made sure the kitchen was functional, I ran upstairs to check on Bre. Thank God, she had gone back to sleep because I didn’t want to lie to her and wanted to please my soon to be boyfriend without having guilt lingering around.
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After I made sure Bre was really knocked out, I made my way to Eric’s room that was down the hall. I didn’t even knock, I just walked right in because I knew he was waiting for me. As soon as I walked in, I saw him sitting on the edge of his bed. He had a typical teenage boy room, unmade bed with dark blue bedding set, shoe boxes lined against a wall, big flat screen tv with a PS4 and Xbox system plugged in, rapper posters, clothes scattered on the floor, and miscellaneous items on the dresser and nightstands.
“Took you long enough. Thought about getting started without you.” He smirked as he saw me lock his door and move close to him.
“Shit, you should have. I would’ve loved the show.” I said as I got down on my knees.
“I know your freak ass would’ve.” He said as he licked his lips. It was no secret that I was a freak, and although I was a virgin vaginally, I still explored and learned all kinds of stuff. My big sister, Jasmine, gave me the rundown about a lot of things, that’s why I wasn’t afraid to give Eric head. Jasmine helped me, but I let Eric tell me his likes and dislikes in the bedroom.
“Do it,” I informed him.
“Why? You’re here now.”
“I want to see you,” I said, then pouted.
“Man, I feel like you’re trying to short change me. Got me doing half of the work, so you don’t have to.”
“I always give you my best performance. I don’t need help, and you know it. I just thought that if I did something for you,
