ILWMH [DISCONTINUED]

Mr. Fuck Up

As I left the studio, I noticed Shanya was gone from the front desk. "Yo, you seen Shanya?," I had asked Eric as he was leaving with Dre.

"She is working overtime, helping me sort some mail that's been piling on my desk for some months."

"Well, Jazz wants me to help edit some of her new lyrics," I explained.

"Shit, do what you have to do. Them hoes can't rap for shit," Dre said laughing.

I started laughing as I hopped in my car. I observed the piece of paper that had Jazz's address on it.

"Here goes nothing," I breathed out.

I hopped in my black lowrider and flipped the switch to go up. I turned on the radio and heard a song from Cube. It's been a while since Cube and I spoke.

Sometimes, I wonder why he really left the group.

I had to drive for about 10 minutes until I found her address. It was a small apartment in L.A, not exactly in the suburbs but, definitely not in the hood.

Turn the fuck around. Go home to your girl, Shanya. You have no business here, my inside voice told me.

I frantically searched for her apartment until I had finally found it.

Knock, knock

I waited a few minutes until I heard the lock click. "Hey, Ren. I was wondering when you were going to show up," she stated. She had on a fluffy purple bathrobe on with some purple pumps.

"Damn, you burning something on the stove or something," I questioned.

"No, baby, I lit up some candles," she giggled.

"So, where are the lyrics?"

"Shh. Relax, I was thinking maybe we could chill here."

"Look I-"

My sentence was cut off by a kiss. Her lips started traveling to my neck.

"Damn, Jazz," I said as she took off her robe. Her curvaceous body gave me a view any man would pray to see.

She grabbed a condom off the table and unbuckled my pants. She slipped in on and quickly climbed on top.

"Oh, Ren! Shit," she moaned out.

"Oh shit, Jazz," I groaned as She went crazy on my dick. I thrusted my hips up in rhythm with her.

To be honest, I was focused on getting a nutt.

"Fuck, Jazz. The condom broke." I said tapping on her hips.

"Oh, I'm almost there!," she moaned completely ignoring what I said.

That was it. Ecstasy completely took over and I nutted in her with no warning.

She quickly hopped off of me and wrapped her warm mouth around my dick. As she continued to give me head, my pager was blowing up like a bomb.

Next thing I know, my cream was filling inside her mouth. She consumed it leaving not one drop.

"Can we cuddle?," she pleaded.
"Nah, I gotta go," I said collecting my belongings.

I had then walked away, making a regretful mistake.

                ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

I had waited all day for Lorenzo to return home. To be honest, I'm worried. I've been paging him all day.

So I lay in my bed all by myself, waiting for him to return. Lately, Ren and I have been distant in the bedroom and tonight I really wanted to be next to him.

My thoughts were interupted by the front door opening and closing. I sat up in the bed getting ready to interrogate him.

"Hey, baby," Lorenzo said stripping down to his boxers.

"Where have you been?," I questioned. He brushed me off turning off the T.V.

"I'm not gonna ask your ass again!," I demanded raising your voice.

"I was at the studio then, I was hanging out with Dre. Damn, let a nigga breathe!"

"No, 'Cause I know your lying to me," I said standing up on the bed.

"I'm at the studio, then, I'm here with you. What more do you need?," he asked matching my tone of voice.

"Ren, lemme the fuck alone!," I screamed walking down the stairs.

He followed me, grabbed me and pinned me to the wall. He kissed my neck, sucking on my flesh.

"This is what you want right?," he said digging his hand in my panties

"Ah, oh!," I moaned. He got tired of the thin fabric, ripping it off. I stripped off my shirt exposing my bare breast. He wrapped my legs around him, pressing his erection on to my peach.

He sat down on the bottom step and motioned me to come to him. I climbed on top of him biting my lip to control the screams inside.

"What's my name," he demanded as I whimpered under his touch.

"Lorenzo!," I yelled out loud. He slowed down his thrust, playing with my emotions.

"Daddy! Daddy!! Shit!," I moaned as I came.

"Damn, Shay Shay, you a freak," he said pulling me close to him.

"I loved that shit. You fucked me on the stairs. You know how crazy that shit was?," I giggled.

Something about Ren's face screamed guilt. "Baby, what's wrong?," I asked.

"Nothing, Baby. Nothing," he lied.