A Red Apple (7 page)

“That was good,” Piper crawls over to me and rests her
head on my shoulder. “I can’t believe we had anal sex and I liked it.”

“You probably wont feel that way in the morning,” I assure her because I have fucked a few bitches in the ass and they all tell me their sore the next day. “Just use some cooling pads to ease the pain.”

“So I guess you have anal sex a lot? That’s kind of nasty to think of you eating other girls asses and fucking them and shit.” She has a look of disgust on her face.

“I have fucked a lot of bitches in the ass Piper but you’re the only one I ever ate.”

“Why me? Ass is ass and mines is no different from anyone else’s.”

“Yeah maybe
, but I’m the only one who has been up in that so I can do what I want to whatever hole I please without worry.” I am sure of that.

“So now you believe I was a virgin?
” Piper tests me looking me into my eyes.

“Don’t
fuckin’ play wit’ me shorty.” I give her a look that says I will fuck her up.

“Okay Zeke dang you don’t have to worry I was just playing. You always gotta be so serious,” She sucks her teeth.

“I don’t play about my pussy if you haven’t noticed. I was never worried because I know the way that pussy grips this curve. Now get your ass up and go lay on the bar top in the prone position so I stretch that pussy out some more.”

Piper and I have been cooped up in my condo since the dick down I gave her on thanksgiving. Alexis had came by my crib the next day while I was out playing ball with my boys to give me a piece of her mind but she was met by Piper. I didn’t witness anything but Piper tells me she checked her ass at the door. If it was anything like the way she stepped to her at Mr. Luci’s, I know I won’t be hearing from her no time soon, if ever at all. She really read Alexis her mafuckin rights. I did however get in Piper’s ass about trying to run bitches away from my crib because it wasn’t her place.

“So what do you have a taste for Zeke? Don’t say me because we are talking about real food here,” Piper jokes pulling me out of my thoughts as she grabs a few pots and pans.

“Then I just lost my appetite because you are the most important meal of my day shorty,” I swoop her up from behind to plant kisses on her neck.

“Ok move it,” She shoves me away. “I will just surprise you with something.”

“You are so beautiful you know that.” I tell her before I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge.

“Thank you. Sometimes you can be the sweetest man in the world.” She blushes.

“You are always sweet,” I say hinting at a sexual innuendo. “Mmmmm.”

“Stop it will you? Sex is all you think about.” Piper giggles.

“You know you like it,” I spank her nude ass.

“I do Zeke but we need to talk about some things when I’m done cooking okay?”

“It’s your world ma.” I walk over to my living room and take a seat on my sectional to watch some sports center.

I watch Piper as she whips me up some breakfast
, wearing nothing but an apron. I am going bananas over her pussy; shit got me playing house and everything. She prances around my kitchen like she owns the place and has even rearranged a few things so she can access them how she needs to. Next thing I know she is going to be leaving clothes at my place of residence but I am probably OD’ing it. I’m sure she knows better than that. I tell myself as long as she is doing it to cook for me then it’s all good but I am not sure if I am only trying to convince myself. Am I really allowing her to get away with this?

“Here’s your breakfast,” She sits my tray down in front of me. The fried eggs, country potatoes and homemade French toast look and smell delicious.

“You’ve been fattening me up these last few days girl. Where you learn to cook like this.” I ask her.

“I’m glad you like it and my mother taught me over the years. She always said; a woman needs to know how to cook if she ever wants to get a man. I don’t really cook that often but since you said you wanted a home cooked meal I decided to do my thing for you.” She states while stretching her arms into the air.

“Your moms sound like a smart woman. You’re lucky to have her.” I am going in on my breakfast.

“I really am but what about your mom?” She questions.

“I don’t know much about her except she was a heroine addict that got pregnant with me by some random dope boy. I grew up in a foster home.” I usually don’t tell people this but then again, I don’t spend this much time with anyone either.

“I’m really sorry to hear that Zeke. Your life must’ve been so hard without anyone to love and take care of you.” She says rubbing my back with sincerity.

“I’m not looking for sympathy and I damn sure don’t need anybody’s apology. I’m good and I’ve made it in life, shit I’m here.” I spit back. I don’t like for people to pity me instead I would rather them appreciate the barriers I’ve surpassed.

“
Ok sorry. I’m just saying I can be here for you if you let me.” She says.

“Let’s talk about something else Piper.” I am annoyed now. I hate for people to try to get close to me, especially if their motivation is solely based on me being a charity case.

“Fine then Zeke. Are you ready for school?” She changes the subject.

“
Hell nah but we got a little over an hour before it starts,” I say finishing up my breakfast.

“So now that school is about to start again
, let’s not go back to being strangers. This time we’ve spent together has been good and I don’t want anything to change.” Piper is standing up massaging my shoulders.

“Okay,” I chuckle. She
should already know how things are about to go down.

“What is that supposed to mean? I tell you how I feel and all you say is ok? Why does it feel like we are about to sing the same old story?”
She abruptly stops caressing me and frowns.

“You already know the answer to that shit Piper damn! I’m a busy man and I have shit to do and this is what you want to talk about? Take ya
ass in there and get dressed so we can head out.”

“Okay
Zeke, if you want to play that game then I will show you how its played.” She huffs her ass into my bedroom and slams the door behind her.

“Don’t be
no mafuckin fool!” I warn. If she is talking about some other nigga she better think again.

Whatever she is mad about she will get over it. I usually do
n’t allow these bullshit ass tantrums but I don’t feel like hearing her mouth so I give her a pass. I hate to do it to her but school is about to be back in session so our time together will be few and far in between. It isn’t personal it’s just how things have to be. Money, power, bitches… in that order.

School, school and more school is all my life consists of these days and I need to get out and play. I am at the grocery store with a new boy toy of mines name Skylar. I’d met him at a Houston Rockets
game, where I was doing some volunteer work for my school. We hit it off pretty well and have been kicking it hard. He is a nice enough guy and earns an honest living as a Houston police officer. He always knows what to say to keep my sprits up. He isn’t very cute but he keeps my mind off Dr. James and all of his disappearing acts, stranger danger, I don’t know you bullshit. The biggest problem I have with Skylar is his square attitude. He hasn’t even tried to so much as kiss me, let alone fuck me. Not that I will oblige but I want to feel desired. Thank God for my trusty hand because I’ve been needing them a lot lately and they never fail me.

“You like these tomatoes babe?” Skylar asks
holding up two fully ripe tomatoes.

“Let’s go out tonight,” I disregard his question. This guy is getting lamer everyday.

“I’m down,” he says in the hippest manner he can muster up. “You want to hit that strip club we went to last time?”

I laugh because he is trying so hard but I give him an E for effort. “I will think of something and those tomatoes look fine.”

After picking up a few more things, I get in line to pay for everything. Skylar has received an emergency call from the police department to come in so he has to split. But he leaves me some money to pay for my food and a cab. I think I hear someone calling my name. So I look back and see a fine ass dark brother wearing a white T, crisp white forces and a pair of tan cargo pants coming my way. He is about 5’10 with a body out of this world. He has a small fro and can easily pass for Morris Chestnut. The closer he gets to me, the cuter he becomes. He has a small beauty mark under his left eye, pearly white teeth and a king nose. ‘He can get it.’ He looks familiar but I can’t put my finger on it.

“Do I know you?” I ask the fine stranger.

“Depends on if your name is Piper or not?” The way he’s moving the toothpick around in his mouth makes me wonder what other things he can do with his tongue.

“That will be $87.25 ma’am.” The ugly trashy looking cashier interrupts me.

“Oh let me get that for you,” the stranger hands the woman a hundred dollar bill and gives the change to the bag boy.

“I can pay for my own food,” I snap as I start heading out. His fine ass is right on my heels.

“I’m sorry about that. Why don’t you pay me back by taking me out for dinner tonight… your treat.” he is very quick on his toes and I like that.

“My name is Piper,” I ignor
e his suggestion. “So tell me how we know each other?”

“I’m Carter and you dissed me at the club a while back
talkin’ shit about how you might call but you don’t date frat boys or your friends man homeboys and shit like that.”

“Sounds like me,” I nod my head and laugh. “So are you still any of the above or has anything changed?”

“A-T til’ I die and DJ is still my frat brother if that’s what you mean.” His hands are in his pockets and his swagger is impressive.

Damn it, I had forgot to call a cab and it doesn’t look like Carter is going to let up so I have to humble myself and ask for help. “My friend had to leave me because of an emergency so would it be too much to ask for a ride to the freshman dorms
?” I exhale with a sigh of relief because I am happy to have it over with. It was the most embarrassing thing in the world. Never again will I be caught without my Rover.

“Not at all, come on.” I follow him and I am happy he doesn’t start asking a million and one questions about my transportation predicament.

Carter’s car is sexy as hell, a candy red 2013 Ford Mustang. He starts his car from his remote, opens my door for me and runs around back to put my groceries in his trunk. His seats are so comfortable and plush that I want to fall asleep.

“So what dorms you stay at?” He asks while backing up.

I give him my address and we head that way. The drive to my place is no more than ten minutes. Carter isn’t a talker but he loves Kendrick Lamar because he is about to bust my eardrums as loud as he has the radio. I’m not in my Rover so I can’t complain. When we make it to my place, he helps me bring my bags in. Maybe because we didn’t get the opportunity to talk in the car but I’m not ready for him to leave. Plus, we can have males in the dorm as long as they sign in and leave before 7 p.m.

“That’s everything,” Carter announces before getting comfortable on my bed.

“No you didn’t just make yourself at home,” I joke as I am putting what is left of my groceries away. “You want a bottle of water King Carter?”

“No ma’am. The King wants you to come take a seat next to him so he can have a word with you.” He pats my bed.

“You got jokes,” I laugh before I take a seat beside him. He smells so damn intoxicating I can eat him up for lunch. “What you want to talk about?”

“I know you don’t do friends of ya girls man but I guarantee if you give me a shot you wont regret it. I like you a lot Pipes.” Carter says.

“First of all, my name is Piper, not Pipes. And secondly, your probably just like every other guy who wants to fuck me and disappear.” I say this in reference to all of the drama with Dr. James.

“I’m going to call you Pipes baby girl. And I want to fuck the shit out of you I’ma keep it one hunnid,” he leans over and bites on my ear. “We can get it over with right now and I can show you I aint going nowhere. I been waiting to run up on you for sometime now, you not getting away from me again.”
He says leaning into me with his head slightly bowed and his eyes looking up into mine.

“Stalker much,” I say and we both crack up laughing. “How do I know you mean what you say?”

“Girl let me gone bust it down so I can give you one less thing to worry about.” Carter starts kissing and sucking on my neck. I get so hot and bothered I pull my sundress over my head right on the spot.

“You don’t waste time do you?” Carter picks me up, places my legs on his shoulders and starts hungrily eating my punane. Oh the sounds of his lips smacking, slurping, sucking and licking like a man on a mission.
He has me so close to the ceiling that I can feel the heat gusting over my chest. I start riding his face as I feel my orgasm coming on. “OHHHHHHH SHHIITTTT,” I yell as my body goes into shock from coming so hard. Carter pulls me down smiles and kisses me before pushing me onto my bed. He whips his humongous rock hard dick out and gets between my legs. Carter is planting wet kisses all over my body as he rotates both my nipples between his thumb and index fingers. He finally positions his dick between my pussy lips and I flinch. “Don’t be scared baby, I want you to relax and take this dick aight?” I nod at Carter and let all of my tension subside. He rubs his dick up and down my pussy before slowly working the middle. He is so big I feel like he is ripping my vagina to shreds. “It hurts Carter,” I whine. He kisses my nose, then my lips and then he goes in as deep as he can go sending chills up my spine. “OH SHIT GIRL THIS PUSSY IS GRIPPIN THE SHIT OUT MY DICK,” Carter groans. His strokes feel so smooth and calculating as he works my pussy like he knows just what I need. He leaves no wall untouched as he flips me, tosses my legs over my head, and fucks me like a frog. He is the ultimate lover kissing and caressing me as he makes sweet, sweet love to me. But when he turns me over, enters me doggy-style and pulls my body to his so he can flick my clit with his middle finger I am ready. “CAAARRTTERR… IM… OHHH… COMMINNGGG.” He kisses the back of my neck as I release what feels like all of my insides on his dick. Carter pulls out and rubs his nut out all over my ass because he doesn’t have a condom.

After our love making session
, we get in the shower together and wash each other off. When we get out, Carter wraps a towel around his waist and rushes to the bedroom to take a phone call. I put on my robe and go to lie on my bed. I thought he would rush out but he just stares at me and puts his index finger up to his lips letting me know to be quiet. He isn’t talking yet but the person on the other side of that phone is singing like a bird. His body language starts changing and it looks like he is getting pissed off but I don’t know for sure. But what comes out of his mouth confirms what I am thinking.

“Listen Keisha it’s been over between us and I’m with someone right now
… Yeah another girl… Man say fuck all that. You do you and I’m doing me… Lose my number.” Carter says what he has to and hangs up.

“Are you okay?” I ask him.

“Get dressed so I can take you out wit me,” he kisses me on my forehead and starts putting his clothes back on.

My make-up is a flawless natural look with a Nicki Minaj pink lip. I have on a pair of tight black express jeans, a silk pink tube top and my brown Gianni Bini cowboy boots. This will be my first time wearing
pants out in public but I feel good about it. I braid my hair into a side fishbone to show off my shoulders and neck, just in case Carter wants to kiss me there some more. I give myself one last once over and I look like a fucking Barbie bitch. I walk out to show Carter what I am working with and he looks genuinely impressed with me.

“You ready?” I look him over.

“Damn girl where you been at all my life?” Carter grabs my hand and we walk out into the evening.

His music is loud once again so the drive is silent but when we pull up to Cheesecake Factory, my stomach begins to turn because I am
starving.

We pig out, laugh like old friends and I downright enjoy his company. He is so witty and has comebacks for days. I feel like I can be myself around him and that is rare for my usual guarded self. I’m not ready to share my experience with Brianna because lately she has been putting my business out there too much
. So we agree not to tell DJ or B about us fucking for now. I wish I’d made that call that night I got his number because I could’ve dodged a bullet named Dr. James.