Back 2 You

Chapter 9

Willow Pov
8weeks Ago

"Yo Will. It's Von... I'm worried bout you. So call me back and lemme know your OK woman. Fuck what I said to you the last time we spoke! I don't mean nothing by it aight? Just call me back. I love and miss you baby!" Von left me voicemails everyday. I feel bad that I can't fill in him on what's going on, or tell him how bad I was to be with him. I might seem selfish or heartless but I'm not, I'm doing this to get my happily ever after. It was an assignment for me to be with Yeezy, I got caught up into some shit that I shouldn't be involve in. So to prevent the people I care for from getting hurt, I have to wear a brave face and rock multiple personalities. But I've missed him, his hazel eyes, cherry lips, dimples, and his goofy ass so dam much. Since I got a little time to myself, I dial his number without thinking. "Hello?" A female voice appear on the fone. I didn't recognize the voice at all which made me furious "Ahh hi, can I speak to Von?" I said with attitude "VON... KAVON!" She shouted his name out like a bird. Her voice was so high pitch, squeaky and so irritating I had to put her on speaker "Yo he ain't here!" she reply coming back to the fone "So if he ain't there, what the fuck you doing with his fone?" I ask bitching, clapping my hands as if she was in front of me. Two things I can NOT tolerate, ONE. A hoe, and TWO. A HOE. I was in full rage that Von left his fone around one of his bitches, and this bitch had balls to answer his fone knowing that it's his wifey calling, it says it under my number. "Listen calm that ghetto shit down yo, wrong bitch alert! TWO ya man or the nigga that I just fucked two hours ago ain't here. He left in a rush without grabbing his fone. So easssee ya breaks ms. That's the shit with y'all boring ass wife's. If y'all paid more attention to y'all men and give them what they need, they wouldn't be playing house with bad bitches like me. So calm ya ghetttt-" Dial tone. That's all she's hearing. This the kinda bitch Von fucks now? I couldn't help but laugh even though I wanted her neck under my redbuttoms! I was so heated. Why would Von leave his fone?

Meeting-Hotel

I was meeting up with this fool at a Holiday Inn Express Nearby so I won't blow my cover. Once I got there, he open the door trying to hug me, so I brush pass him and drop my things on the bed "Deadass?" He ask as I took a seat on the bed "You ain't go hug a nigga?" He reply closing the door behind him "You ain't no nigga... Wait-wait-wait- pause-you actually are! With all them bitches you screwing to get over me or to throw in my face.. You the true MVP.... Nigga!" I said with an attitude, rolling my eyes at him. I was piss off already just seeing his face, he wave me off and sat on the bed pulling me on his lap "I've miss yo beautiful ass and instead of coming here and enjoy me, you have a attitude. What I do now babe? I called you everyday, I left you voice mails everyday. You didn't answer none of them, I'm not holding no grudge. So why are you?" he says while I tried easing up off him but he wouldn't let me go. His pretty eyes weren't going to get him out of trouble this time "Nah. Don't sweat it. Whatever I'm feeling for you, I'll get over it!" I reply space out not giving him my full attention. He then put my hands on his shoulders staring at me "I'm not letting you go till you speak ya mind! What I do? Talk. That's why we here. I'm tryna figure you out, I don't know what's going on with you anymore. I'm not involved in your life, talk! We ain't leaving here til shit gets settled. So talk!" He said giving me the floor.
I honestly didn't want to bring anything up but the bitch in me deserves some answers. "I called you couple weeks ago and some bitch answered your fone. I asked for you and-look we ain't together, I get it, who the hell am I to tell you how to do you right? Kool. But don't sit here calling me the same names you call them girls you fuck and kiss on the regular. Respect me cause I respect you! When you don't want to hear bout Yee I shut the fuck up. Don't leave ya fone around ya fuck buddies so they can answer and disrespect me! Telling me how y'all fucked two hours ago, like, respect me! That's all I'm saying" I said drop my hands on his lap. He was completely oblivious to what I'm saying or where am getting at "You called me couple weeks ago?" He ask as I nod my head yes "You called my fone? What time was that Will? Cause I didn't get any messages!" He says as I loosen his grip on me, got up and stood by the door "No duh. The person you were screwing deleted everything and didn't care to inform ya dumbass that I called. why she deleted them you ask? Your giving her neck! Now, when giving these hoes neck, their pussy feel relevant.... So relevant, that they'll step their unholy crotch into a situation that don't concern them. So instead of backing off the cocky, their all over it... jerking, slurping and owning...  Still Curious to know why? Because you no good pussy chasing cunts invited them to your all you can eat buffet!" I answer like a bird, schooling him . I was overwhelmed with anger and frustration that I didn't care how I was acting. He sat there in total silence letting everything sink in "You don't throw disease in my face?" He ask curiously "His name is-" "It doesn't matter what his name is, Willow!" He reply cutting me off frustratingly. His ignoring everything I said, I could be telling him that I want to marry him but all Kavon would hear is Yeezy, when we all know nobody cares bout Yee; not even his own dam mother "No I never did, because I never had to. You know dam well it's you I want to be with-" "How the fuck I'm suppose to know that Willow? How? When you don't let me in! How in the blue hell, am I suppose to know that you want to be with me when it doesn't show? Ever!" He says firing back at me with anger in his voice "I don't know shit about you anymore! It's like your living a double life.... No matter how hard I try to get you to open up, your just solid as a rock. Nothing I say, nothing I do shakes you. How many times have I asked and begged you to leave that bum nigga for me? How many times yo?" He ask throwing his jacket beside me. I was so over him playing the victim card, trying to make me look like the bad guy "You know dam well that it's you I'm in love with, I'm in love with ya dumbass! Even ya dam mother knows that! So don't try to place blame here. YOU fucked up by screwing everything that walks, JUST so you can hide your true feelings for me, prick! While I'm still here, doing shit so I can be with you... Your out there fucking thots and-" "Who you fucking thou? Since you wanna air out my dirty laundry. Who you fucking baby?" He ask cutting me off. The smirk that's on his face only made me want to kill him. Now I'm over everything, I grab my things heading for the door but he beat me to it. "Move out of my way Von!" I said demanding but he shake his head no "I'm honestly not fucking around, so move outta my way yo" I said irritated. He still wouldn't budge "Talk to me, I'm here, I want to be with you. It don't matter how many females I've screwed, they can't satisfy me the way you do!" he says softly, his whole demeanor changed in front of me "When I'm around you... I light up, I'm energized, I'm motivated, I feel like I can fly-" He says smiling " I want no one but you! You can make me mad as hell, annoy the shit outta me. But all I want is you, to hold you and never let go. I can't live, can't eat are breathe without you Willow! Everyone knows this, like, We both screwed up ok? I'm owning up to my flaws and mistakes... Why can't you do the same?" he ask. He sound so defeated, that I couldn't help but look into his eyes. He had me, he always have. Why can't he see that "Because I'm not out here fucking to get over you!" I reply confessing as tears roll down my cheek. I then drop everything on the floor, he grab me and kiss me. So passionately, I lose my breath every time our tongues swirl, swapping each other's saliva. Electricity took over the entire room, the lights kept going in and out as our moans collide.
The sexual tension between us was so thick, you could take a jackhammer to it and won't even make a dent. We had already kissed once, for less than a minute, but it was a kiss that took my breath away and imprinted permanently into my brain. I never had a connection like this before and it both scared and thrilled me. As we lay down on this California king bed, he began to trace a path with his finger tips, slow circles on my stomach, moving along my hip bone and down my thighs.
Occasionally he would dip down to my inner thigh or go back and play with my pantsline just below my butt, but mostly stayed in a neutral area. The more he touched me the more nervous and excited I became... My breathing became heavier, which he took as a green light to roam a little further. His fingers sneak underneath my shirt and brush against the bottom of my breast, then creep into my black leggings and toy with my brazilian waxed vagina.
I finally became overwhelmed with my senses, and turned my head to kiss him. From the second our lips touched, all boundaries were forsaken. Our tongues teased and played, his hands roam my entire body, exploring my breast, running down the length of my spine, gripping my hips and learning all my curves. I moved down and began to kiss and lick his neck, and at the same time he plunged his hand down the front of my pants, his fingers softly probing and pressing into my most sensitive spots. I tightened my grip on his waist and moan, he slide a finger inside me and I gasped with surprise at how wet made me.
With his free hand he ease the head of his penis in me, he was much bigger than the outline against his jeans had led me to believe. We continued to touch and play with each other until I could no longer hold back the urge of wanting him inside me. At that moment I was past reason, I had an unyielding need for this man, and I would do whatever it takes to have him. I coaxed him gently on top of me, begging him to enter me. Our pants had been long removed so as our tops, and the only thing seperating us was a few inches of space.
There was a lot of hesitation. I am the first woman he ever made love to, as he is my mine as well, so we were both nervous. But with his tip already pushed inside of me, the decision had been made. We started slowly, kissing each other, my hands exploring every inch of his body. Both our minds are clouded with passion and desire, and in the heat of the moment I realized that what I was sharing with this man was more than just hot sex...he was making love to me. At that moment I knew he had to be mine...I recognized this rare connection when it was in front of me. I gripped him tight against me and with an exclamation, we came together. He is now mine as I am his!