Nothing Like Us

chapter 19

"Bobbi why does it feel like you're leaving forever?" He says sitting on the edge of the bed watching me pack.
I slump my shoulders forward and sigh. "J....c'mon baby.. It won't be that bad." I feel like I've used that line a thousand times this last week. I really didn't think he'd struggle with this as much as he has. Maybe I shouldn't have taken this position because the guilt I'm starting to feel is overwhelming. Too late to back out now though.
He leans back on his elbows. "Won't be that bad huh? Nice come back B. Is that all you got?" He juts out his bottom lip but can't hold in his laughter. I make my way over to him and give his shoulder a little shove and he falls back flat onto the bed.

I laugh a little "You think you're so cute, don't you?" I climb on top of him and hold his wrists down. "I ain't got time for your games right now Justin."

He raises his head up and catches my bottom lip with his teeth. "Maybe you need to make time." He smirks, eyes never leaving mine.

I raise an eyebrow and softly say. "Not now Justin. I have to get all this done. I'm sorry."

He throws his head back down onto the bed. "Fine...I'll just sit here like a creeper, watching you..feeling sorry for myself."

I shake my head and climb up off him to continue the tedious process of packing. I hate packing for long periods of time. Plus the fact that I am going to worry about him the entire time is going to make this that much harder. Why didn't I think this through a little more? Why do I have to be so damn stubborn all the time?

"So hey, I talked to my dad this morning and him and my brother and sister are going to come for a visit." He says perking up a little. He's always so happy when they're around. I feel a lot better knowing this.

"Really J? That's awesome. I wish I was going to be here to see them."

He cocks his head to the side. "Well..." He says drawing out the word with a smirk.

I roll my eyes. "Oh my god Justin stop it. You're making me feel like shit."

"Maybe that's the plan." He waves me off laughing. "Nah I'm just kiddin baby girl. But I gotta have someone here to keep me inline."

"Well it sure wouldn't be your dad...maybe Jazzy?" I laugh.

He nods. "You got that right, but they'll keep me busy for a little while I guess. It'll be good to have some family time though. It's been a minute."

I give him a warm smile. "Definitely."

He once again shakes his head in agreement and smiles but it seems forced. "So anyway get your ass movin girl. I'm hungry. You need any help to move this process along faster. I could even unpack for you if you'd like?" He laughs

He has a chef downstairs cooking us dinner. Wanted to make this big production out of me leaving. I would've been fine with just the two of us and take out but I let him do what he wanted.

I giggle "I'm gonna punch you J, but yea I'm almost done."

The room is filled with silence as I continue to pack while he fiddles around with his phone. I watch him out of the corner of my eye. He looks so sad. I can't stand it, it literally breaks my heart. I'm kinda hating myself right now. I'm throwing the last thing in my suitcase when there's an obnoxious banging on the bedroom door. I look up at him as he looks up at me from his phone and in unison we both say "Za." and start laughing.

"Aye get in here and quit that shit." He yells

Za and Twist both burst through the door pushing each other. "Yo you two done up here yet. That shit smell delicious down there." Za says rubbing his stomach. "This nigga need to eat."

"Yea I'm almost done. Sorry."

Twist makes his way beside me and nudges me with his shoulder. "Don't be apologizin to that nigga baby girl. Yo ass too fine to be sayin you sorry. His fat ass just impatient."

I roll my eyes and laugh. "Oh my god shut up." I look up at Justin who just shakes his head in annoyance.

"Yo Twist..who you callin fat dummy?"

Twist looks up for a minute. "Pretty sure I was talkin about you, so who the dummy now?"

Za sits down on the bed beside Justin. "You hear this nigga? Ain't that some bullshit?"

Justin laughs. "Better shut your mouth Twist. Za is gonna fuck you up."

"Shit.." He says drawing out the word. "Homeboy couldn't fight his way out a paperbag. You see them little weak ass arms?"

Justin and I both laugh at their exchange as they continue to go back n forth. Hell I think I'm gonna miss these fools too.

"Yo Bobbi" Za says

"Yes?"

"You better be givin my boy here..." He puts his arm around Justin. "a good show every night while you're gone so he can rub one out." He laughs.

"Shut the fuck up Za!" Justin laughs pushing his arm off his shoulder.

"What man? I aint gonna be dealin with yo sorry mopin ass for the next couple months."

"Ooh yea" Twist pipes in. "I wanna see that shit too." He points at Justin. "Yo better not hold out on your boys here."

Justin gets up off the bed and makes his way over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist "Fuck too..You guys ain't seein dick. That shits mine. Right B?"

I nod and laugh. "Oh my god you guys are retarded." I say shaking my head at them yet again. "Let's go eat!"


****


"You're fuckin' killin' me right now with this..." I pinch the fabric of the wife beater she's wearing. It's one of mine and too big everywhere except for where her breasts tightly press into the cotton.
She smiles and rolls onto her side to face me, mirroring my position. I instantly pull her into a soft, slow kiss whispering "I love you B..." against her lips when I pull back "I'm gonna miss you so fucking much. I already do."
"I know...I miss you already too. But it's only for a little while."
"Can we just..." I sigh "Can we just not talk about it right now. Can we just pretend you're not going anywhere?"
"Alright." She nods "What do you want to talk about then?"
I give her a little grin "Let's talk about how you've decided I was right and you shouldn't go after all."
She kisses the corner of my mouth sweetly "Come on J..."
"Okay okay..." I shake my head.
"It's gonna be hard though..." she says, her tone implying she's thinking it over "What am I gonna do without you to keep me busy?"
"I don't know..." I shrug "Have them install a detachable shower head on the bus."
She laughs and swats my shoulder "Oh my god! Shut up!"
"Damn!" I hiss, grabbing my shoulder dramatically "That hurt! Quit beating on me girl!"
"Awww baby...did I hurt you?"
"Yes..." I pout teasingly "Violence is never the answer b."
Her hand runs gently over the place she slapped "Want me to make it all better J?"
I nod but add "I don't know if you can, I might need medical attention."
Her lips move to my shoulder, moving over it in sweeping kisses and gentle curls of her tongue "You want some attention J? 'Cause I'll give you all the attention you want."
My hand tangles softly in her hair, pulling her closer "Yeah? Maybe I'd rather give you some attention though Bobbi girl?"
Her mouth stops moving as she pushes me off of my side and onto my back. Her fingers begin to move over my cock which is already hard through my boxers, walking up and drawing little swirling lines back down along the length of it "I'm gonna miss this...will you skype with me so I can still watch you cum?"
Goddamn. I take a deep breath "Whatever you want baby girl."
She straddles me but refuses to lower her hips enough to even come close to touching me and then begins making her way down, peppering my skin with kisses and light scrapes of her teeth along the way. When her mouth lingers just above my still hidden cock I move to pull it out of my boxers but she stops me "Not yet..."
I close my eyes with a hint of frustration.
"Justin..." she calls softly.
My eyes open and find hers as the very tip of her tongue, so soft and pink, begins to trace the outline of my dick slowly, lips dragging against it now and then, kissing it while pressing just hard enough to make me moan.
Fuck. How do I want her this badly already? "Come on baby..." I rasp "Wrap those pretty lips around my cock. I wanna feel it."
"Not yet." She repeats, stopping my left hand when it moves to wrap around her neck. "Here's how this is gonna be, you're going to lie still or I'll stop."
I groan and clench my jaw "Come the fuck on b...you can't be doin' that shit...I want you to put it in your mouth and suck it for a while...c'mon suck my cock for a minute then I'll give you whatever you want."
"This is what I want." She corrects "So just lie still."
Her eyes look different, the love and lust I know so well is there just like always, but I see something else there too, and I instantly know I'm in trouble in the most perfect way and I want to see what will come next, so I do as she says and relax beneath her.
The second I do she continues on, teasing her beautiful mouth over my cock, licking and catching it between her teeth so gently I can hardly stand it. "It's so hard J..." she sighs, her breath warming me "You really do want me to suck your cock don't you?" her tongue circles over it "Can you feel it?"
"Fuck..." I draw the word out with a groan "Baby, just do it."
"No..." she says with the sexiest stubborn tone.
"I bet you're wet baby girl..." I whisper, trying to turn the tables "You are aren't you? That pretty little pussy's wet as fuck because you want to suck my dick too, isn't it? Why you gotta play?"
"Mhmm..." she nods slowly "So wet...you wanna see?"
"Yeah," I begin quietly "Put your finger inside and..."
Her movements, quick and determined, interrupt me. I watch in silence as she hurries gracefully up my body, stopping only to allow me to suck and bite her perfect little nipples through the tanktop before continuing up until her thighs are resting on either side of my face.
My body tenses as my hips move upwards instinctively only to be met by nothing but air...she's so close to my mouth, but just out of reach, and I can see a hint of pink through her soaked white cotton panties "Oh fuck baby girl..." I moan "Look how wet you are."
The fact that she's gotten this wet just from licking and kissing my cock through my boxers, is too much...it's nearly physically painful. She hasn't even actually touched me.
My fingers move to pull the fabric aside so I can trail my tongue over her clit and dip it inside her to taste how badly she wants me, but she stops me again "You can lick it just like this or not at all."
My tongue begins to lap against her clit, sucking just the tip because that's all the cotton it hides behind will allow. Her hips roll and press down into my mouth while I do my best to ignore the fact that I can't actually feel her against my tongue...concentrating on that fact that at least I can still taste her.
My fingertips replace my tongue, pressing in quick circles over her clit as I watch her pinch and tease her own nipples through my tank top above me...licking at the outline of it every second or two just to keep the sweet taste of her in my mouth.
"Think you can make me cum like this?" She sighs.
I nod silently without missing a beat but she pulls back, holding me down against the pillow by my hair "You couldn't make me cum like this...you aren't even really touching me." She challenges, but the glint in her eye tells me she knows I can, and more importantly, that she wants me to.
I ignore the fact that my body is aching to really touch her, to feel the softness of her clit against my tongue, to push the tip inside of her. I focus on making her cum instead, sucking on her clit so hard through her panties I can barely breathe my face is buried so deeply against her, fighting for contact, as if I can make the cotton barrier disappear by sheer force of will.
I bite down over and over, carefully, gently...using just enough pressure to make her writhe and grind down into my mouth as my fingers graze over her just below my mouth.
"I'm gonna cum J..." she gasps, rolling her hips faster. The admission alone makes my entire body vibrate as my cock aches painfully.
My hands hurries to pull her panties aside but she stops me again with a shake of her head, causing me to groan with desperate need, her body shudders at the vibration the sound has caused and then she suddenly grows still. I lick and suck faster, murmuring a loud "Cum!" into her.
She gasps again and then soft, raspy moans begin to tumble from her until she suddenly becomes completely silent.
I pull away to watch her face but end up focusing on her panties instead and the rapid way they're growing wetter and wetter by the second as she rides out her orgasm. "Fuck B..." I growl, grabbing her thighs so fiercely she'll probably have marks in the morning "You're cumming so fucking hard...look at you fucking squirting every fucking where...I want it right in my mouth." I try to pull them aside again but she shoves me away forcefully.
She comes to a gradual slow, catching her breath, uttering soft obscenities and my name until all at once she's moving away from my face, I latch on to her hips, wanting more but she stops me with a single sharp call of my name.
"Fuck B..." I beg, stunned by the fact I can feel myself shaking with need "Take these off..." I tug at the top of her panties "Come on, let me taste that shit."
She pushes my hands away and moves to pull my cock free, wrapping her fist around it while rising and falling subtly just to make me imagine her riding it "You want to fuck me J?" she whispers "It's even harder now. You want to put your cock inside and watch me ride it until you cum?"
"Yeah..." I agree, with shaking words "That's exactly what I want..."
"Not yet..." she tells me for the third time tonight.
"Please B..." I grab at her hips urgently, surprising myself "Please give me something...I want you so fucking bad baby...fuck"
She rises up with my cock clenched in her fist and begins dragging it over her clit, inching the tip inside now and then until it's wet. She slides it over and barely into her, teasing her clit with it, slowly inching it towards her ass, spiraling around the place she's only allowed me to fuck once until I'm moving continuously, begging with gentle calls of her name, asking for more over and over only to be denied again and again.
She squeezes the base firmly in her fist "Do you want it J? Does this nice big cock want to feel me from the inside?"
"Bobbi..." my breath catches in my throat before I can say more...I fight to regain even a little control, but only end up trembling a little harder. I need her so fucking badly.
The tip of my dick inches into her just enough to make me clench my jaw but I stay still...waiting because she's told me to even though it's killing me.
"Right here J?" she teases it inside for a second and then pulls away "You wanna put it in don't you?
"B..." I begin in a warning tone "Ride that shit right now, it hurts baby, it hurts so fucking bad...I want to feel that perfect cunt wrapped up nice and tight around my cock..."
"You have to pull out J..." she reminds me, "When I make you cum, you have to pull out, I fucked up my pills, but you can cum all over me, wherever you want."
I raise my eyebrows "Wherever I want?"
I start to slide into her, growling low in my throat when I begin to push inside but she stops me again by lifting up and that's it. "No." I snap, pushing her off as I guide her down onto the bed with a swift shove and twist of my arm "That's fucking it...I can't take it." I'm trying my best to sound as if I'm still in control and I'm doing a good job of looking like I'm in control as well, but that's not the case. In fact, I can't remember the last time I was this vulnerable, I'd do anything for a single second inside her right now...for just a taste of the way it feels to have her perfect cunt wrapped around my cock.
I look down and watch her. I want her here every single day, just like this, on every single surface of the house, laid out and waiting for me to make her cum. I want her to stay mine, I don't want her to go, I don't want to share her even for a second.
"Mine." I whisper harshly, driving into her, dropping my head against her shoulder, moaning her name against her skin as I bite her neck. I pull back with a loud groan of relief, fucking her harder still as she writhes beneath me.
She nods frantically "I'm yours J..." she gasps, lifting her hips to meet my thrusts "Make me cum again.."
I fuck her hard but drag my lips over her neck gently, whispering how much I love her over and over into her skin until her nails are digging into my back, scratching over it deeply and I find myself hoping she's leaving marks that will last long after she's gone. I want her to leave a piece of her on me...something I can feel when she's far away.
I lift my head and nuzzle my nose against hers, "There it is...it's getting so tight baby...are you gonna cum for me?" I know she is but I want to hear her say it.
"Yes..." she breathes, raking her nails in a little further
I can barely hear her but her voice and the way she feels is too much and I'm suddenly cumming, fucking her harder and deeper with each thrust as I call her name.
She's cumming too...I can tell by the way her voice sounds as she cries my name, but even if she were silent I could still tell, I know my girl...I can feel it in every inch of her body.
I fuck her hard and fast until we both fall apart together, collapsing and tangling together until we're curled up on our sides.
"I love you baby girl," I whisper...fighting back tears "I love you...please don't go away and forget this, don't forget us. Promise me you'll come home. Promise you'll come back to me."
"I'll always come back to you J..." she whispers back, trailing her fingers over my forearm "You're everything...where else would I go?"
~
"Hey..." Za mumbles when he stumbles into the living room late the next morning.
I nod my head in greeting but say nothing, slumping down further into the couch.
He plops down into a recliner "What's good?"
"Tv." I point with the remote, even though I'm not watching it at all.
"Yo, why you watchin' an infomercial about a damn mop?" He laughs, glancing at the screen "You gonna put on your dress and clean the house?"
"Yeah that's exactly what I'm gonna fuckin' do." I snap.
"Oh." He knows instantly, and I'm glad I don't have to say it "She gone?"
"Yep."
He leans forward in his chair and sighs "She'll be back before you know it and ya'll be keeping the house awake again. For real though, you'd think with as big as this damn house is I wouldn't have to listen to yo ass fuck."
I pull my hat on and off twice and then toss it down on the coffee table"We'll see."
His eyes widen "You serious? You actually worried she ain't comin' back? I'll tell you right now bro, that girl's comin' back. You even see the way she looks at you? Home girl in love with yo punk ass like some shit man."
My throat is starting to tighten. She's only been gone a few hours and already I can't take it, and I certainly don't want to discuss it, so I don't. I grab my phone and ignore him, focusing on the blank screen without touching it, her picture is my lock screen and I can't bear to see her face right now.
"Aye you wanna play some ping pong?" He suggests, "I kinda feel like kickin' yo ass."
"Never gonna happen." I remind him flatly as my cell begins to ring in my hand. "Hold up. It's my attorney."
"Yo James...you checkin' up on me?" I ask, trying to sound upbeat "I'm behaving so chill."
"Justin." His tone is grave and serious. Fuck...what now?
"Yeah?" I ask nervously.
"Alright uh..." he sounds anxious as hell, and he's stalling, very out of the ordinary for James "I've been on the phone all morning trying to turn this thing around for you but I've exhausted all options. There's nothing more I can do."
I sit up straight in alarm "What? What the fuck is it? I haven't even done anything!"
"I know," he assures me "We all know, and we're extremely pleased with you...thank you for your cooperation."
"Fuck James!" I cry with frantic annoyance. "What is it then?"
"You're going back to Canada." He says it quickly, as if it's all one word.
"What? No I'm not!" I promise "Who told you that shit? I know I'm not allowed to leave..."
"No." he corrects softly "You're going back. The courts have ordered it. Your work visa has been temporarily suspended."
I spring to my feet, nearly screaming into the phone as Za's eyes widen as he tries to figure out what's going on "Like sent back? Am I being fucking deported?"
He raises his voice to be heard over mine "No! It's not a deportation situation yet, it's just that the county and state can barely afford to monitor offenders as it is...its better for everyone if you ride this out in your home country. It's actually fairly standard procedure, though truth be told, I didn't expect it and I know you didn't either."
"Fuck no I didn't!" I yell "I fucking live here James! I'm standing in my fucking living room which happens to be located in the united fucking states! No..do something about this shit!"
"There's nothing more I can do." He says with regret. "I'll be in touch with Scooter the second we hang up so he can help arrange things for you...I'm sure the next forty eight hours will be hectic, so if there's anything I can do..."
"Wait what?" I interrupt "Forty eight hours? That's all I've got?"
"I'm sorry." Is all he offers but that's enough.
B...I think. What time is it? Her flight should be gone but maybe it was delayed. I've got to talk to her, she has to come back. I can't leave the fucking country without her...she has to come home.
I end the call without a goodbye and snap at Za to shut up when he begins to question me as I dial her number with a shaking finger. It goes straight to voicemail. I leave a frantic message and then hang up and call her right back even though I know it's pointless...she's already in the air.