Page 31 of Cove City, Volume II

Pierre swiped the keycard against the elevator, giving us full access to the penthouse. On the way here, he said that Quinton was still running around the city, and he didn’t want me to come to his house until he resolved it. I respected it because I knew he was trying to keep me protected. It actually made me feel bad because had I allowed him to do this in the first place, he and I wouldn’t have had any lost time.

When I entered the penthouse, I had to keep my cool. I didn’t want to act like a bitch that had never been anywhere fancy, but inside I was screaming. From the plush carpet to the panoramic window that gave a beautiful view of Parkside Cove. The bed rested near the window, and blue silk sheets graced it. There were a few candles lit, giving the room just enough light to capture Pierre’s midnight silhouette.

He placed his hand gently on my shoulder, sliding it down my arm so slowly that my pussy thumped. I missed his touch so much, I swear I thought I was about to cum. I felt his lips on the nape of my neck, making me moan prematurely. “Mmm.”

“Not yet. Baby, let’s talk,.

“He whispered in my ear.

Talk? He wanted to talk after he swayed my pussy to purr? I turned to face him before sitting in the chair next to the window. Pierre stood in front of me. My eyes raised to him with the bit of light we had, and I was able to capture his sincere eyes.

“Tell me how you feel. I don’t want you to hold back, be honest.”

I was still angry, but more so sad. I opened my mouth but closed it so quickly that words didn’t have time to escape. I slowly opened my mouth again.

“I feel hurt. I feel like you ignored the signs, and although it wasn’t your fault, deep down I feel like it was, Pierre. If it was a second longer, your cousin would have raped me,.

“my voice trembled.

He squatted down in front of me and slid his hands up my thighs before gripping them.

“My loyalty is what blinded me. I’m not making one fucking excuse. I’ve fucked up a lot in my life. I even let down my unborn child, but I swear. I swear on everything, Mama, I did not see it coming, and had I, it would have never happened. Tuesday, I’m so sorry.”

I didn’t want to cry because I had cried enough, but this was more emotional than I expected. Being with a man who wore his heart on his sleeve was different for me. The men prior moved with their dicks, thought with their egos and their pride, shit that “P.

“was plastered all over their faces. To have a man as vulnerable in this moment like Pierre was different, and the shit was pulling at me. It was pulling at my heartstrings so much that the tears were almost automatic.

“Then I saw you with Sasha and that made me feel like you chose her, but I know now that wasn’t the reason. You don’t have to explain because we have talked, and I don’t want you to reopen those scars, Pierre. I want them to heal. Even if that means I need to help you heal them. Pierre, I love you. I fell in love with you quickly, but I wouldn’t take it back, I swear. I just need to know you got me no matter the circumstance, because baby, I got you.”

He laid his head in my lap.

“I got you the long way. Promise me that we’ll talk things out before we do some shit like this again. I needed you and I needed you badly. Tuesday, you did something for me. You opened my eyes to things I swore would never happen to me. A nigga not perfect, a nigga not good with words, but what I am good at is learning to be the man you need me to be. Quinton will get handled. I need you to trust me. Do you trust me?.

“he said as he lifted, bringing his face only inches away from mine.

I trust you. I mouthed.

“Say that shit again,.

“he mumbled.

I trust you. I mouthed again.

I love you. He mouthed.

My finger slid across his lips, and he captured it in his mouth. Pierre gripped my thighs tightly, yanking me to the edge of the chair.

“No running,.

“I heard him say.

“My shorty doesn’t run from the dick; she takes it.”

Snatch.

He pulled me even further to the edge as both hands slid further up my legs and underneath my dress. His eyes widened as he glanced at me.

“No panties?”

I giggled. “No.”

“Don’t move.”

Pierre stood, exposing his tall stature. He took off his shirt, then his pants. “God,.

“I mumbled when I saw his curved, long dick.

One thing about him was that he was blessed. He stepped closer toward me with it right in my face. My mouth watered from the sight. He grabbed my hand, to stand me up. Then slowly slid my dress off, and there it was, that touch. That touch made my skin feel like it was blessed with love.

He winked.

“We’re doing something different, baby. It’s been a minute, and I hope like hell you’re ready.”

Without warning, Pierre picked me up and flipped me upside down. My legs wrapped around his neck while my arms were around his waist. For a minute, I was shocked, but when I felt his tongue tap on my pussy, my mouth fell open.

“Ooo, baby,” I moaned.

I closed my eyes for a second, only to open them and be met with his curved monster. I moved my head until I captured the tip of his dick in my mouth. I wanted him to be just as pleased. I heard him grunt as my tongue lapped all over the head before I fully took him into my mouth. I wanted to suck him up so good the nigga wouldn’t be able to function afterwards.

I felt his tongue dive into my pussy, and my legs jerked around his neck. I removed my mouth from around him, “Oh my—”

“Hmm, mmm,.

“I heard him.

Slurp! Hum! Suck! Hum! Slurp! Suck!

It was the battle of the sixty-nine. Every time he licked this pussy, I was trying to devour his dick.

Slurp! Suck! Hum! Slurp! Suck!

“You taste so good, baby,.

“he groaned.

Slurp! Hum! Suck! Hum! Slurp! Suck!

My hips began to roll because the man was eating me like he was in a watermelon contest. Suddenly, he flipped me back around. Each of my legs rested over his arms. Pierre took strides over toward the window.

“I want you to fuck me tonight.”

“Pierre,” I moaned.

The man’s dick wasn’t even inside of me, and I was fucking moaning.

“Fuck me Tuesday. Fuck a nigga like a drunk Friday night..

“He smiled.

All I could do was nod. He raised my hips before he swerved my body slightly to ease me down onto him so slowly that all I could do was moan.

“Ooo ssss,” I hissed.

Up, down roll swivel.

My back pressed against the cool window allowing my skin to grip. He scooted closer to close the space between us. My arms wrapped around his neck tightly as our foreheads touched.

Up, down roll swivel.

My body shot up and down as I took in every inch of him. He stuck his tongue out, and I captured it. Our kissing was loud and nasty, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. He raised his arm and then opened it wide. Pierre was trying to find a home in my insides, and the wider my legs got, the more I felt him growing inside of me.

Up, down roll swivel.

“That’s it baby like that. Keep doing that shit.”

Up, down roll swivel.

He then spun with his back now facing the window. Pierre lifted my hips high, so I could see the city over his head. He then brought me down hard.

“Woo, shit!.

“I screamed.

“Nah, Mama. I told you.”

Up, round slam.

I couldn’t even catch my breath before he did it again.

Up, around slam.

“Mm. This is Pierre’s Pussy!.

“he grunted.

Up, around slam.

“Yeah, a nigga like that. Ride it, baby.”

Up, around slam.

I couldn’t get words out because the way he was moving, he didn’t leave me any time. Every time my mouth opened, he was sending my body up like a fucking windmill.

Up, around slam.

“Pussy, my pussy. Pierre’s pussy. Bet yo ass won’t disappear again.”

Up, around slam.

“I-I can’t, baby, oh my—”

Up, around slam.

My eyes closed when he brought me up again. This time, when he brought me down, he rolled his hips so good; I screamed. “Yeees!”

“Yes, what?”

“Yess baby!”

“Love, I love you, Mama.”

“Mmm. I love you, too.”

Pierre's grip tightened around my waist as he gave me three long hip-roll pumps. I swear the stars appeared as he took my mind and body to a different universe, as we climaxed together. As we lay in the bed, my mind became somewhat at peace. I pecked at his chest before listening to his calming heartbeat.

“I trust you, Pierre. I do.”

“Thank you. I won’t let shit happen to you, I need you to know that. It’s about to get real nasty out there in the Cove, and all I ask is that you don’t let your job put you in the middle of some bullshit.”

“Oh yeah, my job,.

“I giggled.

“I was thinking. With the money you sent me, because I know it was you. I want to start my own magazine company. Instead of speaking badly about the city, why don’t I highlight the good things and people the two cities have to offer?”

His head raised to glance at me.

“You want to use twenty bands to start up a business for a magazine company?”

I nodded, then lay back down.

“What would you call it?”

I shrugged.

“Tuesday Morning. It’s fitting.”

He kissed my forehead.

“I can see it. I support you, Mama. Just tell me what you need, and I got you.”

It was right there. His support, no judgment, no argument, just pure love. I blessed his chest with another kiss before I dozed off.

I’ve been contemplating all day whether I should visit Zeus or not. Seeing him in the Zoo, and him wanting to talk, made me feel like there was some light at the end of the tunnel. Although I had been giving him a hard time, it had only been to show him I wasn’t the one to play with. After each interaction, when I put on a hard exterior underneath it all, I was dying inside. Zeus had to be taught a lesson. The look in his eyes the other night, though, and him saying he wanted to see me almost broke me. I was trying to truly decipher if he wanted to talk or fuck.

However, after leaving him, the words of Harvey and Tuesday settled in me. Did I need to heal first before Zeus and I could genuinely love each other? I know it wasn’t just I who needed to heal, but Zeus as well. Our love language was sex, it’s how we spoke to each other, and no matter how many times I tried not to do it, Zeus had an aura about him that called to my pussy, and she responded every time. Deep down, I knew that was a problem.

I glanced down at my ring and smiled. He wanted the same things I did; he wanted to give me the life I had always dreamed of, but the problem was, I still hadn’t told him that I couldn't have kids. There was so much that needed to be discussed before we took any steps forward. My finger spun around the rim of the cup as I watched the couples walk down Café Lane.

“Sasha!.

“Zaria called out.

I had forgotten that we were talking about something else only minutes ago. This situation with Zeus was weighing down on me so bad that it had become my entire existence. I gave her a weak smile.

“Sorry, girl. What were you saying?”

She smacked her lips before sipping the tea in her cup.

“I was saying I think I’m going to host a Zoo-Cue.”

My face frowned. “A What?”

“I said a Zoo-Cue. Like a barbecue for the Zoo. This way we can get acquainted with the new people. Welcome them, and maybe you, Zeus, Preach, and Navi can see that we are a family.”

I raised my brow. Zaria was so optimistic about things. She always found light in something. It made sense why she and Chevy were a good match for each other. She knew how to create balance not only in her marriage but within the Zoo family. Hell, she and Indigo had been trying their hardest to find a way to make peace within the Zoo and Cove. However, that issue wasn’t going to be resolved by their likeness to them. Bishop and Chevy were rock-headed, and they would have to hash out their issues their way. We all just prayed it wasn’t by death.

I didn’t know if this was a good idea, but either way, I couldn’t run. I was a part of the Zoo, whether with Zeus or not. This entire situation presents the possibility of changing the Zoo’s dynamics, but I didn’t want to be the reason. I couldn’t be the reason.

“I’ll be there. When?”

Zaria leaned forward, and before she could speak, someone walked over to the table. Her perfume lingered between us; her red painted stiletto styled nails were familiar. My eyes traveled up to see that it was the woman, who had her hand on Zeus when I walked into the café that day. Something about the way her lip curled as she smiled bothered me.

“Hello, ladies. I wanted to see if you all are enjoying the tea. It’s one of our new flavors.”

Zaria sat back as she squinted her eyes at the lady.

“It’s good, thank you. It’s a bit bitter when you first sip it, then it goes down your throat sweetly.”

“It’s ok,.

“I said dryly.

The woman cut her eyes at me, and I rolled mine at her. She then glanced at Zaria. I could see a sinister grin appear on Zaria’s face. She didn’t like her at all. That’s right, Z. I thought.

“It’s called midnight. I named it after a very intriguing person.”

“Did you? What’s his name?”

I leaned forward, “Zaria,.

“I whispered.

She held her hand out and waved it at me.

“No, Sasha, I want to hear this.”

I didn’t know what was going on, but I was here for it.

“Zaria, is it?”

She gave her another fake smile.

“Yes, Zaria Calloway.”

“Nyomi, Nyomi Snow,.

“she said, trying to shake Zaria’s hand.

“I know who you are. My husband, you know, Mr. Midnight, the one you were gracious enough to name your tea after, comes here and buys in bulk for our business. A little birdy told me how you gush over him every time he comes into your café. I wanted to visit, it’s nice here, but let me tell you something. I don’t play about him, and if you don’t know, you better find out; real fast. Now, Ms. Snow, I would like to finish sipping this midnight tea so I can go home and fuck on the real midnight, and that’s my tea..

“She finished, then sucked her teeth.

Nyomi couldn’t say anything. Instead, she nodded and walked away. My head turned to Zaria, “Girl!.

“I laughed.

“I’ve been through too much with June, and what I’m not about to do is tolerate another woman trying her hand.”

I didn’t know if it was the baby or if Zaria had truly come into herself, but I liked it. It made me think about Zeus, could I see him with someone else outside of me? I didn’t know what to do, but I knew that I was ready to see him.