Tamar P.O.V.
I blew a cloud of hookah smoke, biting my lip as my eyes roamed Cherry’s curvy body under the club lights. Our fight and long history of drama wasn’t lost on me, but she was looking sexy and I needed to feel good.
Cherry: I knew you would come back to me sooner or later. As much as you hate me, you can’t resist me. You’re dangerously in love with me.
I chuckled to myself lowly. I just want to use her the way Toni and Janet used me, but I’ll let her think she’s special if it gets her between my thighs tonight.
Tamar: I don’t know about love, but you are my favorite guilty pleasure. We have a lot of unfinished business that we need to handle.
Cherry: Would you prefer we handle it right here or at my place?
Tamar: There’s no need to go to your place. This will be quick.
Cherry: Are you sure about that? I can make it last forever.
Tamar:*smirks* Prove it. Get on your knees and see for yourself why they call me Tasty.
Cherry: If that’s what you wish daddy.
She closed the shimmery curtains, crawling to me on all fours. I put my legs up on the small stripper pole stage before me, throwing my head back and puffing out another cloud of smoke as she wasted no time clawing my thong apart with her stilleto nails. My body jerked slightly as she teased my clit, rubbing it. She couldn’t get me wet like Janet, but she would have to do for the time being. I went into a haze of lust and smoke as she licked my kitty from top to bottom. I bit my lip to contain my moans, grabbing a handful of her hair and pushing her pretty face deeper. I grinded against her face as I felt my climax coming to a head. She purred and moaned with her tongue buried inside of me, sending vibrations throughout my quivering flower. My legs trembled and I let out a shaky breath, my juices dripping down her face. She licked her lips before tongue kissing me roughly, allowing me to taste my own sweet nectar. She had no idea I was imagining another woman between my legs pleasuring me the entire time.
Tamar: You’re very good at what you do Cherry. Thanks for a good time. I needed that.
Cherry: You don’t have to leave just yet. You can spend the rest of the night with me. There’s plenty more where that came from. I can’t get enough of your taste, Tasty.
Tamar: There’s plenty of drinks at the bar to quench your thirst. I have to go Cherry.
I grabbed my bag and blew her a kiss, spinning on my heel and walking out of the private section. As I was about to walk out of the door, I felt someone grab my arm and turn me around. I sighed, looking into Cherry’s tear filled eyes. She was drunk as hell and I knew from personal experience that drinks and sex didn’t mix well.
Cherry: No! You don’t get to walk out on me this time!
Tamar: Cherry, you’re causing a scene and you look crazy. Let me go. There are other women in this club. Find one.
Cherry: You’re the only woman in this club that I want daddy. Let me take you home with me. I’ll make you feel good, don’t you want to feel good baby?
Tamar: I’ll take you home, but only because I don’t want you driving like this.
Cherry: Aww you do care about me.
I realized I was treating Cherry the way Janet was treating me and it made me feel guilty. I waited for her to get her things out of the locker room before grabbing her hand and helping her walk out to my car. She almost fell twice, she was so far gone. I carefully laid her in my back seat and she was passed out asleep within minutes. I remembered the route to her apartment because we were roommates for a little bit when we first started working together at the club. Our friendship fell apart and became toxic when we started messing around. As I was driving and listening to the sound of her soft snores, I got a call from Toni. My brow arched in surprise as I contemplated declining or answering. Thinking that it may be about Janet, I decided to answer.
Tamar: Hello?
Toni: Get your ass to the house now! We have shit to discuss!
Tamar: I’m kind of dealing with something right now. Can it wait?
Toni: Wherever you are I will find you and drag your ass to this house by your hair! Does that answer your question?!
Tamar:*sighs* Give me an hour.
I shook my head, hanging up. With Toni and Janet it’s always constant drama, and honestly it’s exhausting. I puffed in frustration, looking at Cherry in the back seat. She was whimpering and saying my name in her sleep. I got to her apartment fifteen minutes later. Looking at it, so many memories came flooding back to my mind, some beautiful and some painful. I picked Cherry up bridal style and carried her inside. It was still just as nice and luxurious as I remembered. I carried her up the small glass steps to her bedroom, laying her on the bed we once shared. As I tucked her into the covers, she stirred in her sleep and her eyes fluttered open.
Cherry: Are you leaving me? It always ends that way.
Her voice was soft and angelic. I had never seen this vulnerable side of Cherry before. She was always just a hoe that I fought and fucked in the same nights. She reminded me of the woman I was when I was around Janet. Janet made me weak, and now I could see that I was making Cherry weak. I didn’t want her to become me.
Tamar: We’re no good for each other baby. When you wake up in the morning you’re going to realize you’re a bad bitch and you don’t need me.
Cherry: I know I don’t need you, but I want you here. Will you ever come back?
Tamar: If this is where my heart leads me, then yes. Goodnight Cherry.
Cherry: Robyn.
Tamar: Huh?
Cherry: My real name, it’s Robyn.
I searched my mind, trying to remember where I had heard that name. Robyn. I looked at her, my eyes roaming her. When I realized who she was, I got out of that apartment as fast as I could. Toni had an ex named Robyn.
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