Newborn Love (BWWM) (Interracial with Baby) (5 page)

Ashley woke up in a cold sweat and did not remember where she was for a few seconds, but then she realized the dream she had been having was actually not a dream at all. She lay in the middle of the bed observing that the sheets were still intact. She caught a chill from lying in the nude all this time as the light flickered from the burning candles. She looked over at her empty wine glass on the nightstand and the clock next to it—the time was 4:46 am and Adrian was not back yet. Ashley had fallen asleep with that shit on her mind and thought she was having a nightmare about it; now to awake to that reality, Ashley was a wreck all over again.

When a couple of hours had passed and she had not heard from Adrian, Ashley called him because he had not called to say he was on his way back yet. It should have only taken him a little over an hour to get there, get Lila situated and get back home so they could continue their evening together. When she could not reach him and it went to his voicemail after a few rings, Ashley left Adrian a voicemail expressing that she was getting worried because she thought she would’ve heard from him by that point. When half an hour has passed and still no phone call, Ashley left a text message; when another hour passed, Ashley was a nervous wreck and trying her hardest to give Adrian the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he got a flat tire; maybe he had a fender bender. Could he have gotten in a serious accident and possibly be hurt? Ashley’s mind considered every possibility and the more her mind was working the worst that her nerves took over.

When it was near 2:30 am, Ashley considered calling someone from his family but she would not dare do that this late, and just after this first meeting with them. She figured they would be worried too, plus she’d have to explain why he was there in town with Lila in the first place. All she could do was wait patiently and pray, which she did, but her mind already had her beyond a peaceful state. She had roamed Adrian’s place, peeking outside at every sign of a car pulling up only to be disappointed when it wasn’t him. She finally went back upstairs and laid out on the bed. The wine had her a little buzzed and her emotions had her drained. Before she realized it she had fallen off to sleep. Now waking up to find Adrian still gone, Ashley was beyond consolable. As far as she was concerned, he better get there quick and have a very damn good excuse.

Ashley decided it was time for her to throw on her clothes and hit the highway. She was hoping that while she was getting ready that Adrian would either call her back or walk in the house. By the time she was ready to leave, there was still no word from Adrian, so Ashley grabbed a pen out of her purse and tore a piece of paper from her notepad and left Adrian a message:

I’ve waited and worried all night for you – I hope she was worth it.

 

 

             
I am not going to cry, Ashley said to herself as she grabbed her keys and headed out. She had Adrian’s spare key and almost left without locking the place up, but then decided against it. The thought crossed her mind that maybe Adrian had a good reason for what was happening, so she battled with the mean streak in herself that wanted to make Adrian suffer and feel like she had been feeling these past few hours. Ashley drove in silence the length of the drive home, carefully seeking out every car, the few she did pass this late, meeting her along the way. She wanted to make sure she wasn’t passing Adrian on the way. Before she knew it, she was pulling up in front of her home. She pulled her phone out of her purse to see if Adrian had called or texted, but he had not. By this point the sun was starting to make itself visible and rise as Ashley stayed in her seat and let her tears flow freely. She thought she had gotten to the point where she was done choosing men who broke her heart and made her feel the pain she was feeling right now, but here she was again. Ashley made herself get out the car and decided the best remedy for the next 24 hours was to go straight to her bedroom and sleep her hurt away—sleep was the only way she could get her mind off of Adrian, at least for a little while anyway.

             
The doorbell awakened Ashley. She felt as if she had been sleep for days. When she picked up her phone laying on her pillow, she not only noticed the time but also the number of missed calls and text messages that had come in since she put her phone on mute. The time said it was 3:51 pm that Sunday afternoon. That meant she had slept for over 9 hours, but Ashley still felt like she could have went back to sleep. The doorbell continued ringing. She raised herself up and slowly headed toward the front of her home toward the door. She slowly and quietly leaned in to take a look through the peephole where she saw Adrian standing there with a worried look on his face alternating between knocking and ringing the doorbell. Ashley lowered herself to the floor leaning her back against the door and decided to go through her messages. There was one text message from Carrie; the other five were from Adrian, as well as the five voicemails. The text messages showed Ashley that he had eventually made it back home because they made reference to her not being there and how he read her note. In the last message he expressed how he was on his way back to town for the second time within hours and how he hoped she would pick up the phone. She read through these messages while Adrian was still trying to get inside. Ashley had given Adrian a spare key to her place as well but she had the door chained from the inside, which she figured out he must have discovered earlier before she made it to the door. That was probably why he was still trying to make his way inside, because he knew she was obviously there.

             
Ashley finally decided to listen to the voicemails, with the first one appearing to take place before Adrian had made it back to his home. He was expressing how sorry he was for not calling or responding sooner; that call appeared to come in to Ashley about the time she was getting in her own bed to cry herself to sleep. The next calls appeared to have come in after he got the note because he sounded panicked in the remainder messages, expressing how he was on his way to her to explain everything and hoped she would hear him out. The very last message was left after about an hour of being outside her place trying to get inside. Although she looked worn out and the bags under her eyes showed signs of the tears she had been shedding, Ashley did not care anymore—she was ready to hear what Adrian had to say. She realized the knocking had stopped minutes ago, so she pulled herself up off of the floor to rush outside to see if she could catch Adrian before he left, if he hadn’t already. As soon as she opened the door she saw that Adrian was sitting in front of her door, now facing her—both had alarmed looks on their faces not sure what to say to one another. Ashley remembered that she was the one who deserved an explanation so she stood in place and gestured for Adrian to come inside, which he did while carefully watching Ashley.

             
“So speak. I would love to hear what excuse you have about last night, or should I say this morning. Because I left your place early in the morning and you weren’t back,” Ashley said as she closed the door behind them and took a seat a few feet away from where Adrian stood in the living room.

             
“Baby, yes I should have handled this better and communicated with you, but really it’s not what you think. I was not out cheating or being unfaithful to you,” Adrian explained.

             
“Ok, so what happened?”

             
Adrian went on to explain to Ashley that as soon as he and Lila hit the highway headed home that Lila opened up to him about the unhealthy relationship she was having with her boyfriend and how she deserved better, someone that was more together and on top of things like Adrian. He explained that the conversation seemed innocent, just an old friend opening up and being honest about her feelings and how her emotions had gotten out of control and got her to this point. Adrian went on to explain to Ashley that once he got her to her parents place, that Lila continued to talk and clear the air while they sat in his car.

             
“Baby, I swear, I was sitting there ready to tell her I had to get back, but at the same time I thought we were getting to a good place where we were being adults and making things right with our friendship but then things took a sudden turn,” Adrian said.

             
“What happened?” Ashley asked curious but still suspicious of the validity of his story.

             
“After almost an hour of getting everything out in the open and just being a listening ear to her about her relationship, she leaned in for what I thought was an innocent hug. Then she kissed me without warning. It was then that I realized I could not trust her, and I was ready to put her out my car.

             
Ashley became angrier because she had been thinking all along that Lila could not be trusted, but she pushed those thoughts to the back of her heart in an attempt to not rock the boat. “So, you did right?”

             
“I didn’t get the chance to before her crazy-ass boyfriend came out of nowhere and started trying to get inside my car to get at me and Lila. He started kicking the door on her side, so I jumped out ready to kill his ass,” Adrian continued explaining.

Ashley got a little delight and amusement out of this considering the pain she had been feeling these last few hours at the hands of Adrian, as she convinced herself. She did not try hiding it either.

“So you got in a fight and got your car dented up because of that bitch?” Ashley snidely questioned with a smirk.

Adrian just stood there as if evaluating the question.

“Like I said in my note, I hope she was worth it,” Ashley continued without even giving him a chance to answer.

“Look Ashley, I was just trying to do the right thing and I got burned in the process. I would have never put myself in that situation otherwise but I was just trying to be a good guy. And in all the excitement that took place I failed to contact you. It never crossed my mind that you might be worried. I was too busy pissed at the situation and trying to protect myself,” Adrian explained as he stood up pleading more for Ashley’s understanding of the situation. He went on to explain that before it got too crazy that the police arrived on the scene, and that exchange was what took the longest—trying to get everyone settled down and getting everyone’s stories.

“I swear if I ever see that motherfucker on the streets…” Adrian said.

Adrian’s outburst was interrupted by Ashley’s laughter.

“You appear to be enjoying this a bit too much for me,” Adrian responded looking a little irritated.

“No, don’t be like that. I’m just not used to seeing you angry like this. You making threats and all just made me laugh a little, that’s all. That’s really too bad that you got caught up in all of that,” Ashley said with a hint of a smile on her face.

“So, with all that being said, baby, I am so sorry for upsetting you and having you wait and worry. I know it would have only taken me a few minutes to let you know what was going on; everything just happened so fast,” Adrian said as he kneeled in front of Ashley reaching for her hands. “Please forgive me.”

Again, Ashley found it hard to stay angry with Adrian, and she sincerely knew he was trying to be a gentleman and do the right thing. She accepted his apology by leaning in to kiss his lips, which he accepted and responded to by pulling himself into her, kissing her harder while wrapping his strong arms around her waist.

“So, is it safe to assume that you forgive me?” Adrian said with a smirk.

“Oh, it’s going to take a little more than that sexy smile, Mr. Cruz,” Ashley responded seductively.

“Well let me see what else I can do about that.”

Adrian kissed Ashley’s lips as he began lifting up her nightshirt enough to expose her breasts that were hanging freely waiting for Adrian to give them some attention. Adrian grabbed her breasts, licking and sucking on her erect, hardened right nipple while palming her left breast. Ashley moaned and rubbed her fingers through Adrian’s straight, black hair while enjoying the sensation of him using his lips and tongue to please her. She imagined what else was in store since he was just getting started. As Adrian moved to the other nipple, Ashley had already gotten hot and bothered, ready for Adrian to put it on her and finish what they had started the night before.

“Baby, eat my pussy. You got me so wet and turned the fuck on right now,” she said in between her moans.

Adrian followed her order and started kissing a trail down her waist, to her navel, and to the top of her shorts. Ashley stood up to let Adrian have more ease in pulling them down over her shapely hips and letting them fall to the floor. Adrian grabbed her ass cheeks as he leaned his face into her crotch taking in the scent of her and rubbing his face across her fine hair that led him to the next pair of lips that he wanted to devour. Adrian then used his tongue to enter her from the front while his nose teased her clitoris, arousing her even more as Adrian’s fingers were exploring her ass and trying to accomplish filling every opening and orifice below her belly button all at once. All of this attention and pleasure was driving her crazy as she moaned in ecstasy while Adrian moaned equally louder as if it was his main desire to please his woman like he was doing.

“Am I forgiven,” Adrian stopped long enough to look up at Ashley to ask before going back inside her to get another taste.

“Oh hell yea, baby!” Ashley said as she grabbed Adrian’s head directing him back to her spot where Adrian continued to please her until her knees buckled. Adrian stopped and stood up to unfasten his shorts and boxers letting them fall to the floor. Ashley lay back against the cushion admiring Adrian’s erection as he lifted up her legs pulling them apart and admiring how long and shapely they were. Adrian leaned over Ashley kissing her as he pulled her into him letting his hard penis lead the way. As he moved rhythmically back and forth inside her, he leaned against her legs pushing them further above her head, Ashley screamed with pleasure.

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