"Kisses"

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Kalíanna

He gazes down at me with one of those smiles on his face, one that would have anyone at his feet. Except, I layed beneath him with a smile of my own, apparently his smiles were highly contagious.

He hovers over me, his hands placed at either sides of my head, caging me in.

Then my smile drops and I let out a laugh, recalling what he had said a few seconds ago.

I asked him to kiss me on my lips because his lips seemed to stray everywhere else. But of course, he had a stupid reason as to why he can't or doesn't kiss. You can just assume the depth of his stupid argument.

Wah wrong wid dem yute yah? No truly!

"Stop eh laughing." He hissed. I shook my head, not being able to contain myself just yet. "No, 'cause eh look like yuh forget seh mi ano one a yuh yes gyal dem. Come off a mi, Javier." I laughed. I tried to get up but he pushes me back down.

"No I am so serious." I calm myself. What was the point of all this if he refuses to kiss me? Just nuh mek sense to me like, at all.

"Buil' nuh, Kali." I don't know how we found ourselves in this predicament, in the first place.

This just stands as a stark reminder as why we wouldn't work. He was used to treating girls however he pleased and I wish that I meant that in a good way.

And me? I was tired of not being treated the right way.

I wouldn't stand for anymore of the male populations' foolishness.

So no, I don't think I can 'change him' and I wouldn't dare try to. 

I'd probably hurt myself in the process.

Just when I thought we were done with this, his lips graze mine. A ghost of a kiss. His lips peck mine a second time. "Gov' now?" He whispers, his lips still brushing mine. "Mhm." I kiss him back, deepening the kiss.

A cruel thought, comes to me and I break the kiss.

"Yuh wah know sumn'?" I try not to laugh but there's a tight smile on my lips as I try not to. "A dem same lip yah mi use suck off Maf–" His long fingers  emcompasses my throat, in a harsh grip. The laugh I'd been holding in finally comes out. "A joke." I giggled. He brings my face impossibly closer to his, his grasp growing even tighter.

I bring my hand to his, a smile still on my face.

"Doh come wid yuh fuckry." He finally releases me and I fall back on the bed. I wrap my hands around him, bringing his body down on mine. "And if it were true?" He pauses before answering me. "Yuh already know eh ansa to that." He brings his lips back to mine and I relish in the feeling of how hungrily they move against my own.

Barely giving me a chance to catch my breath.

His hands begin trailing over my body and it made me remember how badly I craved his touch. So badly. His hand made their way under my top, down my waist and then trailed even lower and absently, I tense.

He pauses realizing as soon as I do.

He places a soft kiss to my cheek before slowly guiding my sleep shorts down my legs.

His hands carefully work their way up my inner thighs but I couldn't do it and I grab ahold of his hand.

I was scared.

I knew he meant me no harm but it was hard to relay that message to the rest of my body, that had every right to be  fearful of a man's touch.

He didn't push any further.

"Yuh gov', mi nah go do nothing fi hurt yuh. Yuh nuh affi worry 'bout dat. . .ever." He reasured me. He places another kiss to my lips and I gradually start relaxing again.

"Can do sumn' fimi?" He spoke, softly. I didn't have a clue what that could be at the moment but I give him a small nod. I had the feeling I'd be willing to do just about anything he asked, just because it was him asking.

His gaze grew soft and it suddenly occurred to me that this was probably the most gentle I've ever seen him.

"Talk to mi."

"Yes, I can." I reply.

"Touch yuh self, I'll watch." The thought of him watching me while I did something that initmate didn't sit so right with me. But I also found pleasure in the thought. "Why don't you do it," I wanted his hands on me, not my own.". . .to me." I clarify.

"Yuh nuh ready fi dat yet." As much as I'd like to argue, I didn't because we were both aware of what had happened earlier. It was a bit frustrating because I wanted it to happen as much as he did.

A smaller part of me was greatful that he was willing to take things slow with me.

I reached my hands between us, slipping my hands into my panties.

As my fingertips glide against my clit, I breath out a sigh. His eyes was trained on my hand, as I worked in slow circular motions.

Javier

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My dick was already hard and her moans and shallow breathing wasn't making this any easier for me. I wanted to touch her but I reminded myself that I'd take my time. . .for her sake.

I'm aware of her past experiences and I didn't want her to feel pressured about anything.

I stared down at her, unable to tear my gaze away.

She continued rubbing herself. When her underwear got in the way of her pleasuring herself, she lifted her hips off the bed slightly to ease them down her legs.

She was no exposed entirely to me––her bottom half atleast.

So fucking wet

Arousal coated her folds and now, her fingers as she ran them up and down her slit. She moved her hand as if she was merely exploring herself and this wasn't something that she normally does.

"Just do it." It was torturing me more than it was, her.

She slowly inserted a single finger causing a small whimper to leave her lips. She slowly starts to pick up her pace and I was just aware of how small her fingers were, definitely not cut out for the job.

I wanted to help her to get her release.

"Add another one." She did and the discomfort was evident on her face until she slowly relaxed into it. "Use your other hand to rub your clit." I can't wait to show her how it's done myself but for now my instructions would have to do.

Her lips were slightly parted.

Her hips lifted off the bed as the pressure began to build. Her soft moans filled the room. Her head was thrown back, leaving her neck exposed and I began leaving kisses down her neck stopping at her boobs.

I sucked at the skin, where her boobs spilled out from her tank top.

Definetly, leaving marks along her skin.

Her movements grew sloppier and sloppier.

Her eyes fell close as she struggled to handle the sensation.

"Don't stop, this is the fun part."

I take her lips with mine again and as I deepen the kiss her tongue finds my own. I didn't even like kissing but with her it was addicting. Her soft lips moving against my own was everything. She lets out a loud moan into my mouth and I can tell that she just made herself cum and I smile.

"Like that?" She kisses me.

"Exactly, like that." And I kiss her back.

We finally pull away.

I head to the bathroom in search of something for sometime fot her to clean herself up.

There was a knock at my door.

"Mommy?" I called out, not making a move to open the door. It was out of the question.

Kalíanna was finished cleaning up and she layed in my bed. Her eyes went wide in realization and she grabbed her shorts that she had discarded, quickly putting them on.

Shauna might kill mi if she ever know eno but she more fi kill she.

"Yuh gone a yuh bed, already?" My mother called from outside.

"Yeah." I lied.

As soon as her footsteps retreated we both started laughing. But then Kali stopped not finding it funny anymore.

"Mi nah laugh." She rolled her eyes.

"Ano like a fi har house we inna." She picked up her phone, slipping her feet into my slippers that couldn't fit her by the way.

Just love people tings

"Mi know but eh still feel. . .wrong." She was just afraid of my mother knowing that she isn't as innocent as she thinks she is but I don't say a word more.

"Mi ago back inna mi room, mi tired."

She attempted to walk off but I grab her hand.

I wanted to give her kiss but I don't.

"Good?"

She gives me a small nod, "Good."

• • •

It was the next morning and I took the opportunity to do my normal check up on everything around the city because my mother and Kalíanna had gone out, leaving me with enough time to make my rounds.

My next stop was West Gate Hills.

The curried chicken and rice that I bought earlier at Mama P's sat in the passenger seat, taunting me. Mi woulda start eat eh but mi cya eat curry inna mi car, yuh mad?

I slowed at a stop light.

A wind shield wiper ran up to the car, cleaning off the windscreen. All when mi windscreen already clean mi nah run dem. Mi respect dem hustle. When him done him knock pon eh window. Taking out two five thousand dollar bills from my pocket I hand it to him.

He was shocked but then he quickly thanked me.

"Respect mi boss."

I nod.

The light turns green again and I speed off and the engine roars to life.

Ketch eh beast

I was driving my GLE today and I didn't drive it often, it's only because it needed to be washed.

I stopped outside of the house.

I took the multiple boxes of food that I had packed in bags from Mama P. I requested the order from last night and she made it happen. Mi ago give mi worker dem likkle food caz mi know dem gyal dem cya' cook.

I walked up to the door and someone opens it for me.

"Who dat Santa?" Tarant joked, gesturing to my bags.

"Fuck off." I hissed, bringing the bags to the kicthen counter.

"Everybody fi get one." I told him before opening the bag, taking one for myself.

Walking into the living room, I sit down  turning on the TV. Gina walks down the stairs, a smile playing on her lips when she realizes that it's me. I return my attention back to eating my food. Momentarily, glancing at the television before me.

I feel the couch dip and I know she has taken a seat beside me.

Tarant walks in from the kicthen, a box in his hand.

"Yuh cya breeze eh man, Gina?" He laughs and he has all right to ask. Deh gyal yah shame tree dead as fuck. Everytime I'm here she feels the need to be in my space. Dats why mi and har did stop fuck inna eh first place she did a get too comfortable.

She makes the mistake of touching me.

"Mine yuh affi lose dem hand deh." She lets out a sigh before retracting her hands.

"Wah mek yuh affi stay suh?" She asked.

"Yuh remember when we used to have fun?" She makes an exaggerated sound something between a moan and a whimper. Whatever it was, it was annoying.

She was annoying me.

She lowers her voice.

"We can go upstairs–"

She's cut off by my ringing phone. I remove it from my pocket, it's Kali. I  answer it, putting it on speaker phone.

"Javi," She called out and I could hear the bustling of wherever she was in the background. Gina almost caught a stroke when she heard her the female voice come through the phone.

"Yes?" I respond.

"We inna Burger King, yuh want anything fi eat?" She asked and Gina's expression is one of bewilderment.

"Who is that, your girlfriend? I thought you didn't–" Gina asks.

"Lock chat nuh man. Mi and yuh a fuck, yuh come a question mi." I hissed. She too bloodclaat nuff.

"But–" I cut her off, responding to Kalíanna.

"Wah?"

"A nuh you, I want a number eight and a milkshake."

"Alright, we soon come home."

With that she ends the call.

Gina stormed off, stomping up the stairs. Throwing a tantrum like a toddler would. I don't really give a fuck.

I turn my attention back to my food.

After speaking with some of the workers and finding out how everything's going. I left the house. Besides, a few orders to place for new equipment, everything else was good.

I'm glad, less stress.

I was on my way back home and I intended to get there before my mother and Kalíanna did. The less questions, the better.

Shauna

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Kalíanna and I were seated in my car as I drove us home. We went to Fairview to do some shopping together and after we went downtown to go to Burger King. Mi never see a likkle girl, love burger suh. I took up my cup of soda taking a sip before putting it back down.

I meant to speak to her about what I heard last night, it wasn't by any means to make her uncomfortable or make her feel as if what she was doing was wrong. It was in our nature after all and she was now of age.

But I wanted her to be careful and responsible.

I loved her like my own daughter and she views me as a maternal figure and as such, I would have to be the one to teach her certain things that her biological mother wouldn't.

"Mi did a look fi yuh last night but yuh never inna yuh room." I said, getting her attention. She looked up from her phone.

"I was in Javier's room, we were watching a movie." She responded, quickly.

She was nervous and lying.

"Really, if I recall correctly he said he was sleeping." I let out a breath of laughter as I adjusted my seatbelt.

"Before he fell asleep of course." She corrected, herself.

"With so much noise?"

"It was a very scary movie." She says in a very unconvincing tone.

Everyone who knows Kali knows that she's an awful liar. Jesus, deliver us all. If mi laugh essi.

"Uno think mi born big?" I asked, raising my an eyebrow.

"Yuh couldn't just pretend yuh never hear?" She groaned, defeated.

"I expected that from Javier but you? I'm not even going to ask, dat ano my business." I continue, "What I must tell you though, is that you need to be careful and responsible. I cannot stress this enough. Sex isn't all about the pleasure of it all, becuase after that high wears off there are very real consequences to deal with."

"I know." She responds.

"And nuh leave it up to dem likkle boy yah, dem only think wid dem damn front. Protect yourself at all costs and I'm not just talking about contraceptives. I'm also talking about  your emotions."

I slow down at a red light.

"It's very intimate and you can be very vulnerable with someone who doesn't necessarily feel the same way. Mi love Javier but mi know how him stay, he's not even sure of himself–of his own emotions. . .but if a dat uno want mi cya stop uno. Just put yourself first, always. "

I look over to her and she listens to me attentively.

"Yuh can tell mi fi shut up now, but mi done. . .nuh mek mi affi talk to yuh again." I warn her, point a single finger. "You have your goals. . .think about that because pregnancy may hinder them." I end on that note.

"Yuh nuh affi worry bout mi and pregnant. Mi nuh want no pickney. Mi good." She laughs and I join in with her.

Good dem damn expensive and stressfull

I pull into the yard and the automatic gates closes behind us.

When I exit the car, Kalíanna comes around to give me a hug and I hug her back tightly.

"Doh leave eh bag dem eno, mi know yuh." I tell her and she laughs before moving towards the trunk.