SUGAR - Chapter 6: Chapter 6

"You love me?"
"Yes baby I love you so much," I moaned gripping the sheets as Drew pounded my walls from the back. He grabbed me by the neck to give me a sloppy kiss before pushing my face down into the pillow.
"Damn this pussy wet. You missed me, baby?" He asked slapping my ass.
"Fuck! Yes baby," I yelled back feeling my legs shake as I got closer to my orgasm. "Shit I'm about to come."
"Did I tell you to come?" he grunted, yanking my ponytail so hard I almost got whiplash.
"I can't hold it. Please let me come."
He pulled out and laid next to me on his back, motioning for me to get on top.
"You wanna nut, earn it."
I positioned myself on top of him, sliding his dick inside of me and placing my hands on his chest as I began riding him. He gripped my cheeks firmly, moving them up and down as he softly groaned.
"Stop holding back. Let me hear it," I demanded, wrapping my hands around his neck and increasing my speed.
"Fuck, JoJo," he moaned. "I love you girl."
He wrapped his arm around my waist and flipped me over on the bed, kissing me while giving me slow, deep strokes.
"I fucked up, baby. I fucked up," he whispered, putting his face in my neck.
"It's okay baby. We gone be okay," I consoled him, feeling his tears wet my shoulder. Suddenly he placed his arms under my legs, bringing my knees to my chest and giving me long, hard strokes.
"Come on this dick," he grunted, pounding my guts.
"Fuck, Drew, I'm coming!" I yelled as the orgasm shook my body. He pulled out and released his nut on my stomach, breathing heavily before getting up to get a towel. Once he wiped us off, he laid in bed next to me, pulling me closer to his side as he lay on his back.
"Is everything okay?" I asked softly, rubbing his abs with my fingertips.
"Nah," he replied, slowly rubbing my back.
"You wanna talk about it?"
"I fucked up," he said, staring straight ahead.
"Fucked up how? Talk to me," I said, sitting up to look at him.
"I broke the promise, JoJo," he said softly, still staring ahead. I sat silently waiting for him to explain himself.
"You know we threw a dead week party Saturday. Everything started off cool, pregamed with the bros before people started showing up. Halfway through the night I'm drunk as hell. This girl came and stood over by us and made conversation. Couldn't tell you what it was about. I barely remember the rest of the night. Woke up the next morning in CJ room with shawty next to me. Not sure if anything happened."
He went silent.
"Well," I said, breaking the silence, "we just promised not to entertain other people. I mean thank you for telling me but I'm not seeing where you did anything wrong."
"I've been seeing her everyday since, including today. We haven't had sex or anything. We hang out on campus for the most part and she came over the other night to chill. We just laid up and we kissed but that's as far as it went and that was the only time."
"Who initiated the kiss?" I asked, fully sitting up in the bed, waiting for him to look at me.
"I did," he said finally looking at me. "That's where I fucked up."
"You've been seeing someone everyday for the past 5 days and THAT is where you fucked up?" I yelled getting out of the bed.
"Man come on, I'm trying to be honest with you," he pleaded, walking over to me. "Yes, I kissed her to see if I liked her or the idea of her and it felt wrong so I stopped. The guilt was eating my ass up so I came clean."
He grabbed both my hands and brought them to his lips, giving each one a kiss.
"You the only girl I want, Jo. I know we haven't been making time for each other but finals are about to be over and we'll have the whole summer to make that up. It was a mistake and I'm genuinely sorry if I hurt you. I'm sorry for everything. Tripping about you dancing, agreeing to the break, everything. I just want everything back to how it was. Let's just forget about the last year and just be me and you again."
"Drew, I love you, I really do but this is too much to deal with right now."
"I'm not asking for an answer right now. I just want you to know how I'm feeling. And I know you gotta work soon so we can talk about it later," he said kissing my forehead and pulling me in for a hug. "I love you, Jordyn Marie Powell. And I can't wait to make you Mrs. McDermott."
He placed his finger under my chin to lift my face and give me a kiss.
"I love you too, Andrew."
Later that night ...
This was the shittiest shift I've ever worked. I couldn't stop thinking about my conversation with Drew earlier. As bad as I want to be mad about the situation, I can't because I did the same thing with Slim. Granted we didn't kiss or anything but I'm equally as guilty. I'm still not sure how I feel about getting back together. I love Drew with everything in me but this past year changed my mind on a lot of things.
I grabbed my bags and headed out of the club, saying bye to the dancers and security on the way out. I placed my bags in the back of the car, hearing 'You ignoring me now?' before shutting the door.
"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" I whispered harshly as I turned to face Slim, making sure none of the security guards were close. "What are you doing here?"
"I've been calling and texting you," he said, leaning against my Jeep.
"I know, I saw," I shot back, crossing my arms.
"So what's up? You mad or something?"
"I know a woman called you that night."
"Yeah, so?"
"So? You left me alone in your apartment to go see her. You thought I was staying?"
"It was implied. If I wanted you to leave, I would've simply asked you."
"I don't think so. Good seeing you though," I spat at him, reaching for the door handle to the driver's seat.
"You not leaving without talking to me."
"You wanna bet?"
"I'm not playing. Why have you been ignoring me?"
I let go of the handle and sighed.
"I'm not getting myself tied up in drama behind a nigga I only know by a nickname. Sorry for respecting myself."
"That was a work call. Something went wrong and I had to go and fix it."
"A work call? After 11 pm?" I scoffed.
"I own a business. Something went wrong at that business and I took care of it. I apologize for not explaining myself before storming off but I didn't think it was necessary."
"What kind of business?"
"Follow me. I'll show you," he said walking to his car before I could respond.
I followed him out of the parking lot, struggling to keep up with his fast driving. We pulled up to a warehouse just outside of the city limits. There were cars in the parking lot but from the outside the building looked empty and the air was still. He got out of his car and walked over to mine, opening the door and helping me out.
"So you run a warehouse?" I asked nervously, following him towards the building.
"Something like that," he looked back with a smirk. I stopped in my tracks.
"What is this place, Slim?"
"You're overthinking it. Whatever you think it is, it isn't."
"Why can't you just tell me? Why all the dramatics?"
"Why ruin the element of surprise? Besides, I'm interested to see your reaction," he said, holding out his hand. I looked behind him at the building, then back at him and grabbed his hand. He walked me to the entrance, opened the door, and paused.
"My name is Devon."