Love Me Some You: A Complete Novel (19 page)

“She’s gone outside to get some air, bro,” he told him, which resulted in Trey quickly walking out the kitchen.

It’s not like I didn’t want him with Monique. He just fucked up. He doesn’t deserve her. But they were good together. They were very good together. But he ruined it! He slept with Tiffany.

I even had the chance to actually “bond” with Tiffany. I actually felt for her a little bit, because I knew that Tremaine was a player and that he made ladies fall in love with him. But I still hated Tiffany. I just understood that Tremaine may have influenced her into sleeping with him because of his apparently “amazing” sex game and his ability to make you turn insane with his dick alone.

Well as for me, there’s only one dick that knows how to drive me wild and I can’t wait to get home and have him all to myself.

I definitely needed to sit down with Monique and have a serious conversation about what she planned to do with Trey. He wanted her back, but the question that I needed a quick answer to was, did she want him.

~ 27 ~

~ Jessica ~

I don’t know what happened. But I was trying to explain to Monique, on the phone, what had been happening with Tremaine while she was gone, and I accidentally revealed that I had bonded with Tiffany and that she had made me chief bridesmaid for her wedding.

Honestly, I don’t understand how it happened. We were talking about how a new guy she had met in NY, Sean, had come over to her house and tried to sex her, but failed. I couldn’t stop laughing and she started mentioning Trey and if he had slept with anyone else while she wasn’t around.

I told her what I knew. The truth. He hadn’t touched anyone. All he had was Tiffany, who he clearly didn’t love.

Once Tiffany’s name was brought up, we started talking about her and that’s how I accidentally blurted out how I had talked to her and shit. Now Monique thought I actually liked the bitch, but I don’t! Why would I like some random chick that was set out to destroy my best friend’s relationship?

All I know was that ever since Monique’s surprise party, things between her and Trey had happened. They managed to actually have a conversation together... I think. Monique didn’t get a chance to tell me the details of what happened, once she found out about Tiffany and hung up on me.

I’m just hoping I could make amends with her, ASAP.

~ 28 ~

~ Jessica ~

“Baby, food’s ready.”

“I’m coming, love.”

I quickly set Forrest’s food on the dining table, before taking a seat next to him and browsing my iPhone.

Monique still wasn’t talking to me. She hadn’t replied to any of my text messages, voicemails or anything.

I just wanted to speak to her. She was my best friend and I loved her. I never meant to hurt her. That wasn’t my intentions at all. I was just looking out for her in a way I can’t really explain. I was just hoping she could find it in her heart to forgive me.

Suddenly, I felt Forrest wrap his strong arms around me and gently start to kiss my neck.

“Hmm, baby...” I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of his arms around me and his kisses.

“Smells amazing,” he whispered seductively in between his kisses.

“The food? Th-”

“The food smells nice, but you smell beautiful, baby.” Forrest planted one more kiss on the side of my neck, before taking a seat next to me.

I watched as he quickly began to eat. I knew how hungry he was. We were up all night last night, trying out new things. New freaky things.

I wasn’t hungry. I was just worried.

“Babe, Monique’s still not talking to me,” I told him, as he reached for his glass of water.

“She thinks I like Tiffany, when I don’t. I was just trying to get some information about Trey for her,” I sighed deeply, still watching Forrest.

“Just give her some space, Jess. You know how she is when it comes to Tremaine. I know he’s a sensitive topic for her, so you need to give her some space,” Forrest advised me, before taking another big bite of his food.

He was right. Monique needed space. Ever since she came back from New York I was so excited to see her, I just became clingy. I think it’s best I leave her alone.

After Forrest finished his food, we had the opportunity to sit on my couch together and just talk.

Forrest’s personal training business had been growing well. Almost the whole of L.A. wanted to be trained by him because of how good he was at his job. He would get people results in less than two weeks.

“Forrest, that wasn’t me! You were the one that left that mess!”

“No, I woke up and found the toilet looking horrible and I obviously knew it was you.”

We were currently trying to figure out who left a mess in the toilet this morning. I already knew who it was.

“It was not me! You were the one that used the bathroom before me, Forrest.” I looked up at him, smirking.

“Oh really? Says the one who tried to get me to have a shower with her.” He poked me on my flat stomach.

I laughed loudly, enjoying this moment.

Forrest and I. Together. Happy. In love.

Yes, I admit, we definitely had moved fast. A bit too fast. But so what? You only live this life once and I already knew who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that Forrest wasn’t the one for me.

I slowly lifted my head off Forrest’s hard chest, coming up to face him and stare into those beautiful, mesmerizing hazel eyes of his.

“I love you, Forrest.” I grabbed hold of his big hand and tightly held it in mine. I never wanted to let go.

“I love you, Jessica.” He pulled me close to him and looked down at my lips, gently whispering, “And I’m never letting you go girl.” He leaned in to my lips, pecking it once before pecking it again and several more times.

His pecking soon turned into a full battle of our tongues dancing, colliding and unable to break from each other. Our battle was becoming more and more heated by the second. My hands moved to the back of Forrest’s freshly trimmed head, pulling him closer to me.

I felt Forrest grab hold of one of my legs, pulling me to wrap my legs around him on the couch.

Once I was around him, I could already feel his big friend down there growing.

“Baby,” I whispered to him in between our sweet kisses.

“Mm... yes?”

I wanted to spice things up in our amazing relationship. Everything was going great, but you can never have too much fun with the one you love.

“Let’s play a game.”

***

“What’s my favorite color, Forrest?”

“You say it’s purple, but we both know you’re in love with pink.”

He knew me too well.

I watched as he kept his sexy eyes on me and took one step away from the doorway, grinning widely.

We were currently playing a sex game.

The point of the game was for me to see if for the whole three months, five days and fourteen minutes that Forrest and I had been together, he knew a few things that he needed to know about me. If he didn’t, he would definitely know it now.

The game was simple. I had to lie naked in bed and have Forrest stand at the doorway to the bedroom. I had to test how well he knew me by asking him questions about myself. They could range from sexy (what’s your favorite position), to personal (name your dream vacation spot).

For each correct answer, he got to move one step closer to me; if he was wrong, he would have to take a step back. Once he correctly answered enough questions to reach the bed, he got to do whatever he wanted to my body as his reward.

“When’s my birthday?” I questioned him slowly, biting my lips seductively as I looked down at his naked muscular chest. All he had on was his black Calvin Klein boxers and all I wanted was for him to take them off.

Damn... Why was my man so fine?

“July 14,” he smirked before taking a step away from the doorway and into my bedroom. He was almost here.

I could tell how bad he wanted me. I was lying completely naked waiting for him to do as he pleased. I even decided to make things even more teasing for him, by stretching out my legs further apart, allowing him to get a good view of my freshly shaven pussy. I also started rubbing on my hardened nipples that were desperate for his touch.

“Jess... shit, baby.” He couldn’t keep his eyes off me. I knew exactly what I was doing to him.

“I’m all yours, baby.” I licked my lips at him, before moving my hands down from my nipples, down my flat stomach, then reaching my pussy.

“Hmm... What’s my bra size Forrest?”

“A 34B.”

“No, Forrest!” I stuck my tongue out at him. “I told you how I had grown up a size last week.”

“Oh shit... I forgot. Your breasts are massive, babe,” he pouted at me, trying to pull a sad puppy face. “Can I still move closer to you, baby?”

“Nope. You snooze, you lose. Back you go.”

He had to take one step back and as he did it, I could see in his eyes that he didn’t want to do it.

My hands were still on my pussy as I gently began to rub it in small circles.

“What’s my full name?”

“Jessica Vanessa Carter.”

He then took a step forward, unable to break his eyes away from the treasure in between my legs.

Just looking at him was enough to turn me on. I began to rub myself faster and faster, just by keeping my eyes opened and watching Forrest.

“Uhh... Forrest.” But I had to concentrate. “What’s my favorite place in the whole world?”

“Barbados,” he smiled sexily at me, biting his thick lips and taking a step forward. He was close. Just five or six more steps left.

“Where and how did I meet Monique?”

“In kindergarten. You stole her doll and she had to chase you around to get it back. That’s how you guys started talking and soon became best friends.”

He took a step forward.

“What’s my star sign?”

“Cancer.”

Another step forward.

“Where was my mother from?”

“She was half Dominican and half Ghanaian.”

He moved forward, clearly very pleased with himself.

“Who is my favorite male actor?”

“Unfortunately,” he rolled his eyes at me. He was obviously jealous at who my favorite actor was. “Will Smith.”

“Yuuup. That’s right... That fine, sexy ass man,” I giggled at Forrest. I loved making him jealous.

“What’s my favorite sex position?”

“Frontwards cowgirl.” He knew how much I loved to ride him. I could ride him every day, all the time, any place.

“Who do I love very much and want to spend the rest of my life with?”

All he needed was one step forward and he could climb on top of me. But instead of answering the question, Forrest got down on his knees and spread apart my long legs. He leaned forward to my pussy, before slowly bringing out his tongue and licking it. I was so wet for him. All that rubbing only added to my arousal for him.

“Who does Jessica want to spend the rest of her life with?” he questioned me, before using his warm tongue to lick the top of my pussy again.

“Me,” he whispered, using his tongue to dive into his treasure and get what he deserved.

His reward.

~ 29 ~

~ Jessica ~

“I don’t think you understand how happy I am with you, girl. You make me so happy. Waking up next to you every day, it’s a feeling like no other. I just want to be with you all the time. Even when I’m at work, away from you, you’re the only woman on my mind. You’re the only woman that I can’t wait to get home to. You’re so special to me and I don’t ever want to lose you. You’re the only woman who has my heart now, babe.”

“Awww, Forrest, honey.” I couldn’t help but melt at his romantic words. He always knew the right things to say to make me feel so happy.

“I love you. Only you.” He reached for my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it gently. “You’re my number one woman.”

“You’re madly in love with me and I’m madly in love with you too. You’re my everything. I can’t see my life without you. I only want to be with you. I want to make you happy for the rest of your life. I want to grow old with you. I love you,” I smiled at him, before moving closer to him on my bed and latching my lips onto his.

I wouldn’t mind being his wife, you know. I would even consider making our own little family just for him.

He’s my everything.

~ 30 ~

~ Jessica ~

“Baby, you know I have work in a few hours?” Forrest asked me. I knew he had work today; I just didn’t want him to go. I wanted him to stay in with me.

“Hmm... You don’t need to go in today, just call off sick or something.” I kept my hands wrapped around his waist and my head on his muscular chest that was hidden underneath his black fitted t-shirt.

I absolutely loved it when my man wore his fitted t-shirts for gym. His beautiful, attractive, muscular physique looked amazing underneath his shirts. His muscles and abs showcased perfectly, making me drool just by looking at him.

“I wish I could babe, but you know that’s not possible.” He leaned low and kissed my forehead before attempting to lift my arms away from his body.

“Forrest, noooo.” I began to whine. “You’ve still got time. Stay with me for a little longer, daddy.” I looked up at him, trying to pull a cute, puppy face that would hopefully persuade him to stay in bed with me for a little while longer.

“The earlier I start work, the quicker I can come back home and spend time with you,” he said, quickly lifting my arms off his body completely and escaping my grasp so I couldn’t pull him back down towards me.

“I love you, have fun at work,” I told him, watching as he stood at the edge of my bed, watching me.

“I love you too, baby. Have fun enjoying your day off.” He blew a kiss to me, knowing that if he came close to me again, I would drag him down to my bed and he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere.

I sighed deeply, watching as he grabbed his white Jordans and walked out my bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind him.

Today was my day off, which usually meant that I would have my lazy day. However, today, Jessica Carter was going to get her best friend back.

She must have thought that I was just going to allow her to ignore me forever. Well she thought wrong because today, Monique Williams would have to talk to me.

By force.

I love her so much. She’s my sister from another mother, so of course I’m going to make sure that she stays in my life forever. Forrest said that I shouldn’t stress about her not talking to me too much, but it’s been two days now!

I miss her! I want to talk to her. I want to be able to call her and actually have her pick up the damn phone. It’s killing me not being able to talk to her like we used to about a week ago.

Three hours later, I was fully dressed, well fed and ready to do what I had planned.

I picked up my iPhone and entered my passcode, before going straight to my messages. I knew exactly what to say to make her come over.

Jessica:
“I’m pregnant.”

An hour later, my doorbell rang.

I walked up to my door and opened it only to be face to face with my best friend who I hadn’t laid eyes on in two days.

“Monique!” I couldn’t help myself, I just had to run up to her and hug her tightly.

She seemed startled by the hug, but she still wrapped her arms around me.

“I got your message. Have you taken any pregnancy tests yet?” she asked me, still holding on to me.

I then remembered what I had messaged her an hour ago that made her come over here in the first place.

I slowly pulled away from her arms, the guilt obvious on my face.

“I’m not pregnant, Monique,” I mumbled quietly, walking away from her to go and sit on my couch.

“Wait... What?” She shut the door behind her and followed me to the couches, sitting next to me. “You told me you were pregnant, Jess. I left the date I was on with Trey for you, girl.”

I sighed deeply, before saying, “I’m not pregnant. I only said that to make you come over here.”

“Jessica Carter, why on earth would you do that shit?!” she shouted angrily. I knew that I had deceived her, but I had to do whatever I could to make her come over. I fucking missed her!

“I had to... It was the only way I could get you to come see me. I didn’t mean to ruin your date with Trey.”

Monique kept quiet and just glared angrily at me. I knew that I had ruined an important moment between her and Trey. By the sound of it, they were going to give their relationship another chance.

“I’m not pregnant and I’m not chief’s bridesmaid for that bitch’s wedding. I told her, she and I weren’t friends and never will be,” I informed her gently, trying to get her to speak to me again.

“Right,” she said.

“So...” I tried to break the awkward silence.

I love her so much. She’s my best friend. I don’t want to have problems with her. I just want us to be back together again, normal, not arguing.

“I was on a date with Trey,” she told me unexcited, relaxing upon my beige couch, popping her white Converses off and removing her red cardigan. It was nice to see that she was getting comfortable in my apartment.

“How was it?!” I asked joyfully. She was giving Trey a chance again because she loved him and they knew that they were meant to be.

“Awful... But after you called, things became a little heated.” She smiled to herself, clearly reminiscing on a sweet memory of her and Trey.

“Wow... Are you guys ‘doing it’ again?” I asked, curiosity suddenly filling me. I wanted to know everything. Were they fucking each other again?

“Nope, I’m not giving it to him. It’s his punishment, but I don’t know how long I’m going to last, Jess. He’s just so damn sexy. I’ve been having dirty thoughts about him just by looking. How the fuck am I going to last through these two more days?” she sighed in frustration. Clearly, Trey being back with her was making her feel some type of way.

“You’ll survive, girl. Just make sure you use the sex toy Candice gave you, before and after the date, even better if you carry it with you.” I chuckled myself, before getting up to go the kitchen to make her some food.

I remember when Monique was out in New York, she was telling me how she had met the amazing, freaky Candice Burns. The woman who made the best sex toys known to man. If it wasn’t for Candice’s toys, I wouldn’t have survived. Mr. Fun always got me through those days I had broken up with Ryan and just met Forrest.

Monique and I had so much to catch up on and for the next five hours, we just talked nonstop about everything our freaky minds could think of.

Work. Tremaine. Forrest. Their dick game. Food. Nicki Minaj’s butt. Food. Trey’s dick size. Forrest’s dick size. Candice Burns’ sex toys. Food.

Tiffany.

There was something very fishy about Tiffany’s pregnancy and I just had to discuss with Monique. I told her about Tiffany’s apparent delayed baby bump and how April seemed so determined to make sure that Trey married Tiffany. As far as I was concerned that wedding wasn’t happening.

Monique Williams was back in Trey’s life and he wasn’t going to let her go.

***

Monique had left my apartment. I didn’t want her to go, but tomorrow she had another date with Trey again and I knew that she wanted things to go well between them.

Whatever she wanted to do with Trey, I was going to support her one-hundred percent because at the end of the day, he makes her happy. I’m done being angry with him. It’s time to move on.

I also managed to call Trey which surprised him because he knew that I couldn’t stand him.

But that’s all in past now. Monique’s back with him, so I guess I just have to get rid of all negative feelings I have towards him.

Tiffany or no Tiffany, Tremaine loves Monique and she loves him.

I told him to take her to the spa tomorrow and give her the best surprise massage of her life. When it came to massages, Forrest was a pro and Tremaine was his brother, so he had to be good at massages too.

He said that he was going to follow my advice and thanked me for calling him. I told him that he shouldn’t thank me yet, he should thank me once he’s got Tiffany out his life. He said he was working on it.

As for my man?

It was now 8:40pm and he still wasn’t home. He was probably working a late shift or something, but he still should have sent me a text so that I wouldn’t be so worried about him.

I decided that the best solution to stop worrying about him, was to sleep. He was probably fine and just finishing work now. I was sure he would be home soon.

I tried my best to keep my mind off him and fall asleep, but it just wasn’t working.

I reached under my pillow for my phone only to see that it was now 9:55pm.

He should have been home by now.

Suddenly, I heard a key turn in the front door and my worries automatically faded.

My baby was home.

I shut my eyes tightly, not wanting him to know that I had been waiting up for him to come home.

My bedroom door slowly opened and I could hear him tiptoeing in his Jordans deeper inside the room.

I heard him move around for a bit, open one of his drawers and slowly close it. Then I felt my bed dip and his arms gently wrap around me.

“Baby, you asleep?” he whispered in my ear seductively, his warm breath tickling my neck.

“Mmmm,” I quietly moaned feeling him press his body deeper into me. “Where were you?”

“I was working late, baby. Sorry, I didn’t want you to worry.”

“Hmm...” I half smiled, feeling his strong arms tighten around my waist and his erection press onto my ass.

As much as I wanted to have sex with Forrest tonight, sleep was trying to take me.

“Jess...” he whispered in my ear, pressing his hard on even more on my ass.

All I was wearing to sleep was my white vest top and my black lace panties, so I could definitely feel his big friend down there trying to get my attention. His pants couldn’t hide it.

My eyelids felt heavy and I knew that any minute I would be gone. Sleep was definitely winning this battle.

“Not tonight,” I mumbled quietly. “Too tired...” Forrest was horny but unfortunately, I couldn’t stay awake.

My eyes were slowly closing and I knew I was drifting away.

The last words I remember hearing from Forrest were, “Damn girl... You just gon’ leave your man hard as hell? It’s cool, get your beauty rest, I’ma get some in the morning and beat that pussy up.”

***

My eyes slowly opened to Forrest’s hazel brown eyes and his beautiful, white smile.

He was laying on his side, facing me as I laid on my side.

He knew how much of a mover I was in my sleep. I would go to sleep with his arms around me then wake up with my back towards him or even sometimes one of my thighs on his and my face deep in between my pillows.

Today I had woken up on my side, resulting in me to see my handsome boyfriend staring at me with those mesmerizing eyes of his.

“Morning, beautiful,” he greeted me, moving his arm to grab hold of my waist and pull me closer to him.

“Morning, baby.” I leaned into his lips and planted a quick peck.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked me, still staring at me happily.

“I did, babe. Did you?”

He nodded and pressed his soft lips to mine.

“Mmmm,” I moaned as he kissed me, already starting to build my desire for him this early in the morning.

He suddenly pulled away from the kiss, just as things were about to get even heated.

“Jess, you know that I love you so much.” I nodded at him, bringing one of my hands up to stroke his cheek. “And you know that you’re the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I fell in love with you the first moment I laid eyes on you. I can’t imagine living even another second without you. I want to continue to share every moment of my life with you. I will always take care of you, and give you my full support, no matter what.”

I couldn’t stop smiling and by the look in Forrest’s eyes, I knew that he was trying to tell me something.

Something very important.

He got up out the bed and walked towards his wardrobe and opened it up to get a small box out.

Before I knew it, he was on one knee and holding up an open black ring box. I left the bed and walked up to him with a huge smile plastered upon my face and tears wanting to fall.

The ring alone made me want to scream. Scream out to the whole of L.A. and show them how beautiful my engagement ring was. The very expensive looking white gold diamond ring made the tears burst out of my eyes.

“I love you so much. When I first met you, I could not have imagined what our relationship would evolve into, or how much you could mean to me, although from the second I met you I knew that you were very special. Now I know how very special you really are and I’m so in love with you, sweetheart. You’ve taken me to a place that I couldn’t have believe possible. Let’s continue this forever, building the perfect life, and growing old together. I’ll be your knight in shining armor, there to protect you from all that life can throw at you. Be my wife, and give me the privilege of being your husband, always and forever.”

He took my hand and looked nervously into my eyes. “Jessica Vanessa Carter, will you marry me?”

How could I say no to this fine man who I absolutely loved and adored? He meant everything to me and this is all I wanted. Yes, we had moved pretty fast but I loved him! This is what I wanted and I knew that this was what he wanted too.