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One year earlier

“Oh, right there, ma,” the girl said, grinding her hips into Carla’s face. Carla’s eyes were closed, and her hands were gripping her lover’s plump buttocks as she licked her sweet flower. The girl’s legs were straight up in the air and spread wide apart. Serenity couldn’t help but watch through the crack of the door that gave her a wonderful voyeuristic view.

She entered the house about ten minutes earlier and heard moaning coming from the back room. It was her older sister, Carla, who was so busy serving her lover that she didn’t hear Serenity enter. Serenity was not a lesbian, but there was something inside of her urging her to see how they got down. She had been watching her sister and her lover since she walked in and couldn’t pull herself away from peeking behind the bedroom door. She watched Carla grinding her midsection into the bed while she gave her lover oral pleasure. Serenity didn’t want to admit it, but it was a beautiful sight—to see two women show their sexual desire for each other.

The girl and Carla switched positions. Now Carla was on her back with a face full of plump, succulent breasts and erect nipples. The girl rode Carla’s pussy as if it was a man’s hard pipe—with precision and seductive rhythm. Serenity couldn’t help notice the beautiful, colored tattooed butterfly on the girl’s ass. It was flawless, and her movement formed a wave motion. Carla held both of her lover’s breasts together and licked on her nipples. As her tongue caressed the nipples, her lover moved closer to her climax.

Serenity’s love box began to pulsate, noticing how well they knew how to please each other in the most intimate of ways. Men have the tendency of being overly aggressive and sometimes move too fast. But women have the preciseness of a surgeon and a connection on an emotional level most men could care less about, she thought. She was brought back to reality by the loud moans from the lovers as they reached their climax. It made Serenity hot and curious to find out—if her love box could withstand the pressure. By now her clit was thumping wildly. She quickly turned her head and silently walked away from the door.

What the fuck! I’m not gay, she thought. She tried to erase the images out of her head. She walked to the front door, opened it, and slammed it back closed to let her sister know she was in the house. Then she walked into the living room, plopped down on the sofa, and turned on the TV. About fifteen minutes later, Carla walked in wearing her robe.

“Hey, sis,” she said as she walked to the kitchen.

“What’s up, Carla?” Serenity asked as she browsed her DVR list.

Carla returned to the living room with a bottle of water and sat down on the sofa across from Serenity.

“My baby sister is all grown-up now. How does it feel to be finished with school?”

“It feels good, I guess,” Serenity said, still thinking about Carla’s “friend” who waited for her in the back.

Serenity had gotten used to seeing a lot of girls come in and out of her sister’s life. Carla is what you called a “stud.” A “stud” in the lesbian world was the dominant person in a girl-on-girl relationship and usually dressed masculine. She had short hair, hazel eyes, a light complexion, and she wore two diamond earrings on her right ear. She dressed in designer jeans, a T-shirt, and a pair of the latest kicks out. Serenity wondered why Carla dressed like a guy when she was so stunning whenever she dressed as a female.

Carla was financially responsible for Serenity. Carla was a “hustler.” She moved cocaine throughout the Midwest. She had the purest cocaine around, which came from her D.C. connect. Serenity knew exactly what her sister did to get money, but she never said a word about it. She figured the less she knew, the better.

“Momma would be so proud of you,” Carla said, moving next to Serenity and putting her arm around her.

Serenity smiled, thinking about how her big sister had been her sole provider and protector since their mother died of cancer years earlier. Their father was sent to the state penitentiary for a life sentence on a murder charge just before she turned two years old. Carla had always looked out for her baby sister. She had always liked girls, but she didn’t come out of the closet until their mother died. That’s when she finally cut her hair off and lived the lifestyle she wanted to. She had swagger and the looks that drew every lesbian after her within the city of Chicago, and, at times, beyond the city limits.

Although Carla and Serenity were on opposite ends of the spectrum, their bond was something no one could ever break.

“Yeah, she would be proud. And she would be really proud of you. You know that, right?” Serenity asked. She looked at her sister and smiled.

“Yeah, I know, but you are the first to go to college. The few classes I took don’t count. You’re getting that paper, that degree. Ain’t no way you gonna be in these streets like me. Let’s be for real. You’ll be an adult soon. You know what I do to get this cash. So let’s not avoid the fucking pink elephant in the room. What’s on your mind?” Carla questioned, seriously.

“Well, you sure you wanna bring this up now?” Serenity thoughtfully reminded her about her intimate friend back in the room.

“What? You talking about that bitch back in the room?” Carla said harshly.

“Damn, why you always gotta get all hype?” Serenity asked, cautioning her sister about her temper.

“Okay, I didn’t mean to get loud, but I am trying to let you know that you can do a whole lot of things that I never could do. You hear me, this is some real talk.”

“I know. Well, I was thinking of getting a job while I’m at school to help you out,” Serenity spoke in a soft voice.

“No, no, no!” Carla said with annoyance, and then took a deep breath. “Look, I don’t mean it like that. Don’t worry, I got you. Whichever school you pick, it’s covered,” Carla promised, giggling.

“What’s so funny?” Serenity asked, trying to hold on to a straight face.

“Nah, it’s just that whatever school you pick—” Carla said, then burst into a high-pitched laugh at the thought of the position she would soon be in. “Serenity, can you imagine the looks that I’ll receive when I pay the school.”

“Yeah, I can only picture those faces. Hey, come to think about it, that’s gonna be good for me too. I can probably get a little prestige at school with money behind me,” Serenity said in her snottiest of attitudes, and they both busted out into laughter.

“Yeah, I hear you, sis. Just don’t get a bigger head, but seriously, have you gotten any letters back from those colleges you applied to?” Carla asked.

“Yeah, I got a few of them back. Howard University, Central State, VSU, and NYU accepted me, but…I think…I’m going to go to the smaller private school out in D.C. I think you know which one…” Serenity answered bowing her head.

“Oh, really…So I guess my feelings are right. You going to follow that nigga of yours, ain’t ya?” she asked referring to Serenity’s boyfriend who already attended the small private college.

“Maybe,” Serenity said with a grin, walking to the bathroom to take a shower. Her sister followed her. “I’m going out with Rock tonight. I probably won’t be back ’til late, okay?” Serenity said, leaning against the opened door. “We can talk more about it later.”

“Yeah, a’ight, that’s cool. I got company anyway. So, it’s whatever floats your boat. I’m ’bout to chef something up for dinner. I done worked up an appetite,” Carla said and rubbed on her stomach, then walked away from Serenity toward the kitchen.

Carla hated the fact that Serenity was with Rock. She heard about him doing some deals with her connect in D.C., and now he’s running a high-end weed service. He was fucking some dyke chick before he started to go to school there. Ever since Carla found that out, she couldn’t stand him. She wanted him hurt, so she got some of her people to beat him up every time he came around Serenity. Whether he came to see her at her school, at the mall, in the park—wherever he went and Serenity was around, he was going to catch a beat down. Carla just wanted him to leave her sister alone. She thought it would work, but she didn’t count on him not giving up. After five weeks of beatings, Carla gave up on trying to separate them.

Carla knew that Serenity and Rock had been sneaking around for a little more than a year, but hadn’t realized how strong their feelings were for each other until he refused to stop seeing Serenity. She would hear her sister cry after every beating Rock received. Serenity pleaded with Carla to leave him alone. Carla didn’t want him to come between the only family she had. Finally, she called the “on-sight beatings” off and let them be. And even after all that, to this day, she and Rock still hadn’t spoken more than a few words to each other.

Carla tried to clue Serenity in on how Rock was really getting down, but her sister refused to listen.

Now that she learned Serenity was going to the same college as Rock, she was not happy. Carla wanted to know even more about how much paper he had, his drug-hustling status, and how hot and heavy he was with any other females.

Serenity stepped into her room wrapped in a white towel and sat at her vanity mirror. She looked into her sea-green eyes and said to herself, “Why don’t you just ask your sister about it?” She quickly stood and went to her closet to pick out her outfit for the night. It needs to be something new, she thought. Before she opened her closet door, she caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror. As she stood there, she dropped her towel and stared at her naked body. Can I really be gay? Do I really want to find out what another woman’s touch is like? How can I find out without Rock being involved? The thoughts tumbled in her mind.

Her striking eyes complemented her light complexion. Slowly, she placed her hands on her breasts and admired their firmness. Her nipples began to stiffen. She lightly circled her fingertips around them, then slowly moved one of her hands against her flat stomach and closed her eyes as she pretended another woman was exploring her body. Soon, her fingers wandered south to her clit. Now she opened her eyes and watched herself stroke her clit with the lightest touch of her fingertip. She continued to tease herself as she pinched her nipples. Before long, she began to feel her juices trickling down between her legs. Caught in the moment, she allowed her fingertip to gently rub against her wet opening; then she returned to toy with her clit.

Serenity’s mind was filled with images of beautiful, naked women with their hands all over her—touching her, wanting her, and tantalizing her with their tongues. Why is it so hard for my man to do it? she wondered. She snapped out of her spontaneous foreplay, grabbed her towel, wrapped it around her now lustful, aching body, and opened her closet door. She needed to suppress this conflict within herself.

Serenity searched her closet for the shopping bags her sister gave her the other day. She found the Gucci bag. It had a drop-dead, short, black skirt that would make anyone look like a deer in headlights. There was also a gorgeous, popping blue-colored blouse to go with it—not to mention the neckline that plunged damn near to her belly button. She would have to wear her four-inch black stiletto heels from Ferragamo. She immediately rushed back to the bathroom to shower again.

Serenity quickly began her routine: she would put on her favorite CD for that week, rub her Shea Butter lotion on her body, then do her hair, get dressed, apply makeup, and splash on Chanel No. 5 to finish—on those very special spots. She believed tonight would be an unforgettable night.

Serenity walked into the kitchen to get her sister’s approval of her outfit. “Hey, what you think?”

“Serenity, what you tryin’ to do? You know exactly what he’s going to want dressed like that, girl,” Carla blurted out.

“What you trying to say?” Serenity asked with a hint of attitude.

“Nah, it’s not even like that! I mean, you look like the shit, girl! Ain’t nobody fucking with you on your looks. Damn, I know how to pick an outfit! I should of kept that for one of my girls,” Carla replied finishing up dinner.

“What you talking ’bout sis? Surprised that I actually listened to you on how to get everyone, including the same sex, to look when I step into a room?” Serenity laughed. Her cell phone vibrated in her hand; it was her boyfriend, Rock.

He had promised her he would take her out to a dinner and a nightclub to celebrate her graduation. His summer break had already begun from school, so he was at home for the past couple of weeks, spending every day with her.

Serenity put up her finger to signal to her sister to be quiet. Her face lit up instantly once she answered the phone.

“Hey, ma,” Rock said before she could even say a word.

“Hey, baby. I missed you,” she said walking toward the window. She looked out the window of the two-story house and saw his black Porsche Cayenne SUV with those twenty-two’s sparkling like diamonds parked in front of her house.

“I missed you too, girl. Now come on out and don’t keep me waiting. I want to see your sexy ass,” Rock said just before he flipped his phone down.

Serenity hurried into the bathroom and checked her hair and makeup. Just as quickly as she did that, she was already heading for the door. “Be back later tonight, sis! Enjoy your dinner. It looks good,” she said as she sprinted past Carla and closed the door. Serenity couldn’t wait to start her celebration with her man.

Rock put his phone away. He took his last pull of the blunt and dumped it in the ashtray. He couldn’t wait for Serenity to start college. He knew all the key players there and knew if his plans went right, his wildest fantasies would be fulfilled.

Serenity opened the door to Rock’s SUV and was greeted with a smile and the strong scent of weed. By the looks of his red eyes, she could tell Rock just finished smoking a blunt. His thick eyebrows, chocolate-toned skin, and juicy lips looked better than ever to her.

Rock had been her man ever since freshman year of high school. He was in love with her. He was two years her senior and was the one who took her virginity. She had no other experiences with any other man. He explored her body and taught her everything she knew about sex and her sensuality.

“Hey, ma,” he said as he leaned over to kiss her.

Serenity smiled back and kissed him, then got comfortable in his butter-soft leather seat. “Hey, baby…Where we going tonight?” she asked, moving her hand up her leg enticingly until she reached her panties.

“Wow, baby girl, my dick is hard,” Rock said trying to adjust his now-erect penis in his pants. “We might have to x that dinner and shit and go directly to the hotel, ya hear?” Rock quickly turned into traffic.

“Oh, stop it. You promised to celebrate; you just didn’t say which was first,” Serenity said, grinning from ear-to-ear. She knew her body was already tuned up for a hot escape.

“Okay, you wanna go to that spot?” Rock quickly seized the moment.

“No, I really want you to make me cum. You know how,” Serenity started to nibble at his ear while trying to unbuckle his belt.

“Now you know that shit ain’t happening,” Rock said, confidently brushing her hand away.

“Oh, come on, baby. You done it before. Why can’t you do it to me?” Serenity asked in disappointment.

“Come on, I don’t wanna wreck my plans ’cause we got into an argument. Tonight we’re celebrating. I’m going to make it official,” Rock said slyly flashing a grin. “You just relax, put your head back, baby, let me show you a good time,” he said, and turned to face her.

Serenity smiled, knowing he had something up his sleeve. He always did. That was one of the things that attracted her to him. Ever since they first met, she remembered his swagger, impeccable appearance, and his popularity with all the girls. She fell for him at her very first glance—she would never let him know it though—of his smooth, milk chocolate skin bulging through his T-shirt, his dreamy brown eyes, and the smell of his cologne when he passed her in the hallway of school. Serenity looked at his handsome profile as he drove, and she wanted to devour him right then and there. Instead, she reached for his hand and placed it on her thigh. She loved that feeling—his touch.

Rock knew that Serenity had no idea he planned an evening of elegance and pure seduction. He had one question only, and on this night, he hoped Serenity would give him the answer he had been waiting for because he was ready. He turned onto a gravel road that led to a pier.

Serenity looked out her passenger-side window and saw a private yacht with the name Everlasting painted on its side. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Rock had never taken her anywhere as upscale as this. What’s he really celebrating? Could this be it? He and I forever?

Rock drove onto the pier and stopped. The doors were opened by two men. Serenity, smiled at them.

“Good evening, sir,” Rock was greeted by one of the crew members.

“Yes, beautiful evening and hopefully a wonderful night,” Rock said, watching Serenity climb out of the truck.

“Right this way, sir. Everything is on schedule. Kimberly is waiting for you at the boarding entrance,” one crew member said.

“Thanks,” Rock replied. He handed the guy a crisp fifty-dollar bill and walked toward Serenity.

“Rock, what’s going on? When you said we were celebrating you never mentioned this,” Serenity said, nervous with excitement, walking toward the boarding entrance.

“Baby, I told you, relax and enjoy. It’s your night. Can we go eat and have a few drinks?” he said, and grabbed Serenity’s hand.

“Hello, sir, welcome to the Everlasting. Please come aboard,” Kimberly said, smiling and leading the young couple to the bow of the yacht.

Serenity saw a table covered in the prettiest soft green linen, set with lit candles, a bouquet of white roses as the centerpiece, and sparkling silverware. Champagne was sitting in a bucket of ice next to the table.

They sat next to each other, and Kimberly poured each of them a glass of Dom Perignon Rose champagne in the twin emerald-green Marsala champagne flutes and then left.

Serenity looked at Rock with wonder and amazement. “Rock, is everything all right?”

“Of course, what’s up? You don’t like this?” he asked, with his hand motioning their surroundings.

“No, I love it. I’m just surprised. I can’t believe you would do all this when I only just graduated high school. I can’t even legally drink yet. Aren’t these people gonna get in trouble?” Serenity asked, concerned.

“No one is gonna get in trouble ’cause you had a little champagne, baby. Besides, I got this for a few hours,” Rock said, and handed Serenity her glass. “Now, I would like to toast you, my baby. You deserve everything you desire, and I will be the man to provide it. This is just a start.” Rock raised his glass to hers and tapped it gently.

Serenity sipped her champagne, then gently kissed him on the lips. “Thank you.”

Kimberly returned with a silver tray in her hands and placed a small Greek salad dotted with Feta cheese in front of each of them.

“Enjoy your first of six courses,” Kimberly smiled.

“Thanks,” Serenity and Rock chimed in unison.

The two lovers sat there engrossed in good conversation, delicious food, and feeling a nice buzz off the two bottles of Dom Perignon they shared throughout dinner.

Rock looked at his woman and licked his lips while admiring her beauty. He had been planning on introducing her to the idea of a ménage à trois that night, and he was waiting for the perfect time to present his proposal. He wanted to have a threesome with his girl, but when he mentioned it before, she brushed it off as a joke and paid it no mind. But, he wasn’t joking. He wanted to see another female lick Serenity’s pinkness while he watched.

“You know I love you, right?” Rock asked and slowly sipped his drink. He stared at Serenity.

“Yeah, I know, baby. You my sweetheart, the love of my life,” she said, reaching for his hand.

“I’ve been thinking, ya know. I want to take our relationship to the next level,” Rock said, then took another sip from his glass.

“What are you getting at, Rock? What’s the next level?” Serenity asked, eager to find out what Rock was talking about.

“Before I ask you this, I want you to promise me that you will keep an open mind and at least hear me out before you interrupt me,” he said displaying his alluring smile.

“Rock, I already know yo ass…I am not letting a female eat my pussy. You got me twisted! We have gone over this shit a thousand fuckin’ times. I knew what you were going to say when you gave me the same dumb-ass, tell-all smile you always give me before you ask me that shit,” Serenity snapped and stood up from the table, furious that he would actually go this far to have a threesome.

“Am I that obvious?” Rock replied, standing. He gave her a look of defeat, knowing that he had lost the battle before it even started.

“Yes, you are! I can’t believe you did all this to ask me that. What did you think? I would say yes ’cause of this luxury, or was it the fuckin’ champagne? Here I am thinking the next level was making our fuckin’ relationship stronger, and the only reason you did all this was because you want some next bitch to fuck me? Fuck you, Rock. That shit ain’t happening. I’m ready to leave. You sure know how to fuck up someone’s night. Just get me the fuck outta here,” Serenity shot back and folded her arms.

Every time Rock asked her about this new sexual experience, she would quickly turn him down, but secretly, she wondered how it would feel to let another female lick her hot spot—Rock could never know the truth.

Serenity remembered overhearing her sister a while back. She was in a deep discussion with some of her male friends. She stated no one knows how to satisfy a woman better than a woman. She also said that women have a way of soothing another woman’s clit that couldn’t be matched by any man. The ego of a man always got in the way. In some strange way, a man got jealous of his own tongue and never wanted his oral sex to out beat his own penis. She said a man would never fully commit to eating a woman’s pussy, letting foolish pride get in the way.

The statement always had her thinking about how it would feel for another woman to sooth her desire. The way Carla put it, it made so much sense to her.

Serenity stood in front of Rock with what felt like steam coming out of her ears.

Rock reached for her hands and gently placed them on top of his shoulders. He lightly positioned his fingers on her hips and whispered, “I’m sorry. I really did all this for you. That’s it, nothing else. I just thought since the night was going so well I would sneak that request in. I didn’t want you to get this upset about it. Damn. And another thing, that threesome shit is not on top of my list. But, if you ready to ‘fuckin’ go, as you put it, then let me alert the captain to turn this motherfucka around ’cause my girl got highly upset with me ’cause I asked her to have a threesome, okay?” he said with the slightest hint of annoyance. He surely didn’t want her to think that she was right.

“Oh my God, Rock! You wouldn’t dare, would you?”

“Oh, yes, I would. Watch me.” Rock immediately turned around to pretend he was heading toward the crew members’ headquarters. He was hoping Serenity would reach out to stop him, or else he would be the fool.

“Rock, stop…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to react like that. I just thought you meant something else. Let’s just go back to our seats and enjoy the rest of this night. I don’t wanna fight,” she said, putting her arms around him.

Rock kissed her with such passion, she forgot all about the theatrics. She knew how the night would end—in hot, zealous sex. She was willing to let everything go. She wanted him so bad that she didn’t care how stupid he was acting—even if he didn’t think so.

“This my pussy, right?” Rock asked, gently separating Serenity’s plump butt cheeks and stroking her from behind.

“Yes. It’s yours, daddy,” Serenity crooned, rubbing her own clit and slowly thrusting her backside at him.

They were in perfect rhythm on the park bench. It was their secret spot. It was in a low-key park on the east side of Chicago. They couldn’t wait to get back to Rock’s crib. They wanted each other so badly.

Rock let his thumb slip over Serenity’s other hole, rubbing it softly, while stuffing her wet pussy with his hard dick.

“Ooh, fuck me, baby,” Serenity hummed as she felt her butthole being massaged. She loved the way it made her feel. A chill went up her body, and she felt an orgasm approaching. “Keep hitting it, baby…Get that spot, daddy…” she demanded as she gripped the bench and threw her backside even harder at him.

“Aw, shit,” Rock whispered, while tightening his grip on Serenity’s ass. His strokes became faster, and he felt the lovely sensation of his nut nearing him. He couldn’t stop himself from exploding.

Serenity knew that tone oh too well. She knew she only had a few seconds to try to catch hers before he shot off.

“Here it comes, ba—” Rock exclaimed as he climaxed.

“Don’t cum yet, baby…please, baby, not yet!” Serenity screamed, trying her best to jiggle her ass to keep him hard for just a little longer, but it was too late. His strokes had changed, and his hard pipe was now just a limp noodle inside of her. “Damn, Rock, I told you to hold on,” Serenity said with displeasure. She came to grips with the fact that she wouldn’t be totally satisfied that night—twice.

“I’m sorry, baby girl. It was feeling too good. I couldn’t hold it in,” Rock said quickly sliding out of her and pulling up his pants.

Serenity smacked her lips and pulled down her skirt. She folded her arms across her chest and showed her disappointment. She hated when he left her hanging. It was becoming more frequent lately. I only get some from him once every blue moon since he’s been in college, and he pulls this shit? she thought sitting on the bench, watching Rock buckle his belt.

He was smiling confidently. He looked like he had just scored the winning touchdown for his team.

Serenity was upset with him. Now what? We go back to his crib to sleep? This motherfucker got some nerve. Whatever happened to wanting me to cum too?

Rock was against exploring down below with his tongue because of his past relationships. When he did finally come around to doing it, he found out they were cheating every time. He was completely turned off. He never planned on doing it again. He had left Serenity without an orgasm plenty of times before, but it was evident she was growing tired of it. He thought maybe he should just give in to her. After all, he knew who she was fucking.

Nevertheless, Serenity loved Rock and his little imperfection wasn’t a big enough cause for her to cheat on him. This was just one of many hot summer love episodes with him. But her world would be shaken up as soon as she stepped foot on campus.

It was the place both their lives changed forever.