“What part? What part of your life am I a part of? You’re sex life?”
I was tempted to say yes, but that hasn’t been true lately. Lately, this is what we do—argue. On the phone, in e-mails, in text messages, and in person, this is what we do; and to be honest, I was tired of it, so I decided to tell her. “Look, Carmen, maybe if we did something other than argue, maybe we could do something. But since all we do is argue and it looks like all we’re gonna do tonight is argue, I’m going to let you go and I’m going to sleep.”
“So you just gonna hang up on me?”
“No, Carmen, I’m not gonna just hang up on you. I’m gonna say goodnight, and then I’m gonna hang up on you.”
“Fuck that, Tavarus, you are gonna talk to me. I’ll be over there,” Carmen said and ended the call before I could say not to come.
I shook my head and took a deep breath. I could still smell Tyhedra’s scent on me. Knowing that I was in absolutely no mood to answer questions about why I smell like I’ve spent the last few hours in some woman’s arms, I got up and headed for my bedroom.
On the way, I went in the bathroom and turned on the shower. Then I took off my suit, hung it up, and tossed my shirt on the pile to go to the cleaners. I was about to step into the shower when I heard the doorbell ring. I wrapped a towel around my waist and came out of the room. Before I could get to the door, I heard a key hit the lock. Carmen stepped in. “That didn’t take long. What, were in the parking lot?”
“No. To be honest with you, I was up the block. I saw you when you drove by,” Carmen said with her hands on her hips.
“Spying on me now? Is that what we’ve come to?” She was wearing a jean miniskirt and a halter-top. I looked at her thick thighs, the way her nicely shaped breasts sat up in that top, and I had to admit that she looked good standing there. It made me want to be inside her, but I was too mad about her spying on me to think about that now. I started walking toward her. She had to go.
“I wasn’t spying on you. I was just waiting for you to come home so I could talk to you. Don’t you understand that? I just wanna talk to you.”
“Yeah, well it ain’t gonna happen. You need to go, and I need that key,” I said reaching for the key, which was still in her hand.
“No!” Carmen screamed and jerked away from me. “Why can’t you act like a man and talk to me, Tavarus?”
Damn, I hate it when they question your manhood. “Because you’re leaving. Now give me that goddamn key and get the fuck out.” I made another grab at the key, but this time Carmen ran away from me.
“Why I gotta get out?”
I went at her again, but she was too quick for me. “’Cause I’m tired, Carmen. I’ve been drinking and I want to take a shower and go to bed,” I said and walked toward her slowly.
“Yeah, right. You probably got some other bitch on the way over here. Is that what it is, you getting ready to fuck some other bitch?”
“Only bitch coming over here is the one that’s already here,” I said, and regretted it as soon as I said it.
Carmen didn’t seem to like it either, because she reached back and slapped the fuck out of me.
She was about to do it again, but I grabbed her hand and pulled her to my chest. “Take it easy. I don’t slap so good this time of night.”
Carmen looked up into my eyes and stared at me for a second or two. Since she seemed a little calmer, I let her go. Before I knew it, her arms were around my waist and my nipple was in her mouth.
I held her head with one hand and grabbed her ass with the other. I felt her nipples getting harder, pressing against my chest. I reached under her skirt; she wasn’t wearing any panties. I spun her around quickly and my towel fell to the floor.
With one hand around her waist and the other on her breast, I walked to the couch and bent her over. I pulled up her skirt up, stroked my dick a few times, and forced it inside her.
“Aaahhh!” Carmen screamed.
Her pussy was wet and felt so good, as I rammed my dick in and out of her. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? This is what you came here for!”
“Yes, baby, yes!”
I grabbed Carmen by the hips and fucked her as hard as I could. I felt myself getting ready to cum, so I pulled out of her. Carmen grabbed my dick and began stroking it so hard that I thought she was trying to make me cum. Then she propped herself up on the back on the couch and pulled me toward her. I pushed my dick back inside. Carmen threw her arms around my neck and lifted her legs.
I put my arms under her legs and went back to slamming my body into her as hard as I could.
“I love you, Tavarus. Can’t you understand that? I just want to love you,” she said, and dug her fingernails into my back and put my nipple between her wet lips. Carmen gently ground her teeth on my nipple and I pumped her harder. “I love you!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, and her body began to tremble. When I felt her juices drench my balls, my dick swelled and I exploded inside her.
We stayed there for a while, breathing hard and staring into each other eyes. Once our breathing returned to some semblance of normalcy, I let her legs down and stepped away from her. Carmen stood up and was about to pull her skirt down, but I took her hand into mine and led her into the bedroom. I undressed her and we lay in bed holding each other without speaking.
We made love again and when we were done, Carmen sat up on the edge of the bed. “We can’t go on like this, Tavarus.”