The Break Up

“Miss, would you like a drink?”, you hear as your thoughts are interrupted by the friendly stewardess. “Uh, I’ll have a coffee please”, you utter softly. Your voice is nearly gone and your eyes are swollen behind your sunglasses. The argument you had with Phil last night is weighing HEAVY on your mind. ‘I can’t believe he would ask me something like that! I mean he knew I was married from the beginning. Did he really think I would just leave my family behind for him?!’ You think to yourself. Tears swell in your eyes again as you remember all the mean, hurtful things you said to him hoping he would let you go. You let the tears fall onto the diamond heart necklace he wouldn’t let you leave behind. ‘Ending it was the right thing to do’, your mind says while your heart is bleeding from being broken. You’re so wrapped up in your thoughts, you don’t realize the plane has landed and it’s time to leave. You gather your things and begin walking up the tunnel to the gate. You look up as you hear, “There’s my Kitten” escape from your husbands lips. You are so glad to see him. You hug him tighter than you have in months and cry on his shoulder. “Awe Kitten, what’s wrong? Are you ok?” he asks wiping the tears from your eyes. “I just missed you”, you manage to say through tears and a broken heart. “He holds you tighter, “I missed you too”. You manage to get yourself together and gather your things. “Whoa!! Nice necklace!” your husband says, noticing that new piece of Tiffany perfection hanging from your neck. “Oh..Do you like it?” Startled you try to think of a lie QUICK, but are saved when he says, “Yeah! It’s beautiful! I see where the bonus money went. Ha ha ha!”

It’s been 3 months since you heard from Phil. You’re not eating or sleeping. Your mind is trying to convince you that your heart isn’t broken but it’s not doing a good job. Your husband has been more romantic then ever but all you can think about is Phil. “What is wrong with me?” you ask thinking you are alone. “Do you really want me to answer that?” your husband jokes entering the room. You give him a half smile. “Kitten, I noticed you have been a little down lately. I know it’s been a while since you had some time with your girls so…” he hands you an envelope. “What is this?” you ask. “Open it and find out!” he says, his voice oozing with anticipation. You open the envelope to find 2 tickets to Rams Head Live tomorrow night. Your heart drops when you read that Philip Lawrence will be performing songs from his album Letters I Never Sent. You are silent, afraid to speak. “Well...do you like it? Are you excited?” “Uh yeah. I’m excited”, you reply trying to fight back the tears in your eyes. “That’s the dude that plays with your boy Bruno right? I thought you could get some of your girlfriends together and have a girls weekend downtown or something. Maybe get his autograph!” You smile and say, “Thanks honey, this is wonderful but you really shouldn’t have done this”, still fighting back tears. “You need to have some fun Kitten. So call Michele or Shaquana, pack a bag and go! I even got y'all a room at the Marriott on the Waterfront. I hear the view of the Harbor is amazing!” That did it, the memories of you and Phil (...and Bruno) at the Marriott overcome you and you begin to sob uncontrollably clutching your necklace. “Kitten what’s wrong? You don’t like him or something?” “No, no, no, I love him” you admit finally “It’s just...I’m really excited I guess”. You wipe your face and get yourself together. “This means a lot to me honey, you just don’t know. Thank you” you kiss him softly on the lips as you head to the closet for your suitcase.

After checking into your room at the Marriott, you head out to do some shopping in Harbor East. Neither of your girlfriends could make it and you’re kinda glad, you’d rather be alone right now. You decide to hit Starbucks first for a vanilla bean frappacino. You open the door and walk right into Phil. “Oh excuse me, Miss” he says automatically, not seeing you. Your feet won’t move from their spot. He looks up, sees you and says, “Hey”. You both stand there for a moment, staring at each other, too afraid to speak. It feels like an eternity has passed but he smiles at you and walks away, without looking back. You think, ‘Glad that went well’ but your heart was hoping for more. You feel like crying but shake it off and go in to get your treat. You come out feeling better and ready to snatch up that new MK bag when you notice Phil sitting at a table, on the corner staring at you. You decide to walk by and ignore him. You begin to implement this plan but Phil grabs your left hand as you walk by. “Nikki” he says softly. That one word from his lips shoots heat through your body and you feel weak. You stop but don’t look in his direction. “I was hoping I’d see you” he rubs your hand in his. Your heart beats faster. He stands and faces you but you still refuse to meet his gaze. “Are you coming to the show tonight? Please say you’re coming.” You don’t respond so he moves closer to you. You feel the heat from his python pressed against your left hip. “I left a ticket and an all access pass for you at the door.” You start to walk away but he won’t let your hand go. He grabs your hips and pulls you close. You still refuse to meet his gaze so he lifts your chin until you are staring directly into his eyes. “Please don’t do this” you whisper as wetness is throbbing in your panties. “I want you with me tonight. Say you’ll be there. Please”, you can hear the sincerity in his voice. People begin to stare and you remember that you ARE in your hometown where everyone knows everyone else. You push him away. “My husband brought me tickets so I’ll be there. I don’t need the all access pass but I appreciate the thought.” You can tell by the look in his eyes that he’s hurt. Your heart can’t take anymore so you start to walk off, tears brimming in your eyes. 

It’s 8pm and you are heading out to Power Plant Live to pre-game the concert. You walk around taking shots and having beers with random party-goers trying to get your mind off of Phil. By your 4th shot, you’re feeling pretty good. Your plan seems to be working until a rather large dude approaches you and asks your name. You smile thinking he’s hitting on you and say, “Nicole but my friends call me Nikki. What’s your name sweetie?”. He smiles realizing you are drunk. He leans in to whisper in your ear, “Phil wanted me to give you this. He’s waiting for you.” He hands you an all access pass and says, “Put it on and follow me”. Your head is spinning from too may vodka shots so against your better judgement you do as he says. Before you know it, you’re standing in front of a door with a sign reading ‘Philip Lawrence’ on it. You think to yourself, ‘What the hell am I doing here?’ but before you can turn away, your large escort knocks on the door and stands, arms folded by the door like a watch dog. Phil opens the door. He grabs you, kissing you passionately while pulling you into the dressing room and slamming the door. You kiss him back just as passionately then stop and push him away. “No, no, no! We are not doing this. Philip it’s over between us remember?” you plead. As if he didn’t even hear you, he places his hands on your face and lowers his face to meet yours. He kisses you ever so softly with those perfect lips. His tongue finds yours and your legs turn to jelly. ‘Oh my God, I missed this’ runs like a broken record through your mind. He slowly removes your shirt and starts to kiss your neck then drops to his knees and kisses your waist and stomach. He unhooks your bra and starts to suck your left breast like he’s a starving 6 month old. You throw your head back and moan caressing his head. Moving to your right breast, he licks your nipple until its hard enough to cut glass. He playfully bites and sucks your breasts while removing your skirt. He looks up at you, as you stand nearly naked before him. You smile and he kisses your panties and thighs over and over until the wetness from your love runs down your legs. He carries you over to the couch and removes his clothes. He climbs on top of you like a lion stalking it’s prey. His body is so warm you wrap your arms tightly around him. His python finds its home easily as you cry out upon its entrance. Phil's arms wrap around you as he kisses you over and over again. His moans are drowned out by your screams. His intense thrusts are causing that familiar pulsation to burn like fire in your love. Your body quivers as you come in his arms. You let out a low moan of satisfaction just as a low growl escapes from his lips. His arms tighten around you as he looks deep into your eyes. You both gaze at each other as you wrap your legs around him. He thrusts deeper and deeper until you feel his warm wetness on the walls of your love. He kisses you and lays his head on your chest, still holding you tight. “I love you” he says with his head resting on your breasts. You’re not sure how to respond. You don’t want to lead him on into an unrealistic relationship but you don’t wanna hurt him either. Noticing you haven’t responded, he lifts his head up and looks at you. “You’re not going to say it are you?” he laughs. Before you have a chance to respond, there is a knock on the door “15 minutes until show time Mr. Lawrence”. He groans, kisses you again then sits up. “Looks like I need another shower thanks to you” he smiles, “Wanna join me? Ha, ha, ha”. You sit up and start to look for your clothes, “That’s quite alright Phil. I need to find my seat before the show starts.” “You’re right up front. It shouldn’t be hard to find. It’s the reserved table, right in front of the stage. Just tell the hostess who you are.” “Philip, thanks but I have my own ticket…” “You’re sitting at the front table. I need my motivation close to me”, he interrupts pulling you close and kissing the top of your head. You blush and lower your head. “Fine” is all you can say.

The show is amazing and the crowd loves it! You feel so proud of Phil, ‘He is really giving it all he’s got up there and looking sexy as hell doing it!’ He smiles at you throughout the show which makes your temperature rise and panties wet. You can’t wait to get him alone. A few thirsty bitches are making fools of themselves, “Oh, I’m going home with him tonight!” one says. You cut her a look so fierce she backs up. Women are screaming, “I love you Phil” and you are trying to control the green eyed monster stirring inside you. The show is over and you patiently wait as a few fans stay behind for autographs. Most of them are very nice but a few are a little too friendly so you inch closer. “Wow your feet are huge! Is EVERYTHING on you just as big?” one chick says cuddling close to Phil and smiling in his face. He smiles and pushes her away laughing. “I appreciate you coming out to the show ladies” he says. “Can I take a picture with you?” says one. “Can you sign my panties?” says the thirsty bitch that he just pushed away. She pulls up her skirt and starts to bend over. You run over and push her ass onto the floor. “Look bitch he’s not signing your dirty ass panties so step the fuck off!” you spit at her angrily. She gets up and pushes you back. You step out of your heels and lunge at her but Phil grabs your upper arms. Laughing he says, “Chill Nikki! It’s fine. Let’s go”. “No! I ain’t going no where! That bitch put her hands on me, I’m gonna fuck her up!” you spit like fire trying to break free from Phil’s hold. Phil is laughing hysterically as you are trying to get free. Security escorts the girls out of the club before Phil lets you go. Once the girls are safely out of sight he releases you. You turn around and push him, “What is your problem? Why’d you hold me back?”. Laughing he responds, “Nikki, do you really think I give a damn about them? I know how to handle women like that. It’s fine.” He pulls you close as you try to push him away, still pissed. “The only woman I care about is the one I’m holding in my arms.” You stop resisting and look up at him. He kisses you softly. Your temper subsides, “I guess...I’m sorry for the way I acted. It’s just…” you stop. “Just what?” he asks smiling. “Nothing. Just nothing” you say as you look for your shoes. Shaking his head he says, “Come on baby girl I’m hosting an after party at Pisces”. “Pisces? At The Hyatt?” you ask. “Yes. I’m staying there. Or should I say, WE are staying there tonight” he smiles devilishly. “I’m staying at the Marriott Phil sorry.” “THE HELL YOU ARE. You’re staying with me tonight. Now lets go have some fun!” he says pulling you out the door.

The elevator doors open and you can tell Pisces is PACKED!! Phil holds you close as you two make your way to the DJ booth. You sit on a speaker while Phil rocks the mic for a while. After he’s finished playing DJ, you are both whisked off to a quiet VIP area. You are surprised to see Bruno sitting on the couch incognito. “Yo Phil! Proud of you brauh! You did your thing tonight!” Bruno says pouring shots of Patron. He passes you a shot glass with a wink and a smile. “And how are you Nikki? Long time no see”. You ignore him. It isn’t long before Phil is taken away by promoters to mingle. You and Bruno are left alone on the couch. You cross your legs and turn away from him, hoping he gets the hint. He moves next to you, placing his left hand on your left thigh while the back of his right hand softly caresses your face. You shoot him a stern glance, “STOP!”. He smiles and whispers, “No” in your left ear. You decide to get up and dance in order to put distance between you and him. You breath a sigh of relief thinking it worked until you feel him VERY close behind you, rubbing your upper arms and whispering, “Damn you’re skin is soft” in your right ear. The heat from that carrot is pressing on your ass. His lips on your ear are causing all kinds of moisture in your panties. He nibbles on your right ear slightly as he wraps his arms around you. You are putty in his hands. He begins pushing you into a very dark corner. You don’t try to resist because you can’t. You want him just as bad as he wants you. He presses you against the wall with your back to him. He holds your hands hostage above your head, pinned to the wall. He wastes no time pulling up your skirt and pushing your thongs aside. He unzips his pants and pushes that carrot deep into your desire. He is thrusting hard and fast as he whispers, “I...missed...my...pussy”. All you can do is moan and gasp from the pleasure. His grip tightens on your hands and he leans in closer kissing your neck and back. You feel your desire tighten just as he explodes inside of you. “Fuck!” he moans in your ear. He lets your hands go and you turn to face him. “You are gonna be the death of me!” he laughs as he grabs your waist, pulls you close and kisses you. You look up to find Phil watching the two of you. Guilt runs like ice through your veins as you push B away.  “Hey baby”, you say as you walk up to Phil and kiss his left cheek. He turns away from you, “Don’t”, he whispers. Guilt is stuck in your throat and you can’t speak. Bruno walks up and asks, “So you enjoying yourself tonight man?”. “Clearly not as much as you” Phil snaps with a hard scowl. Bruno looks surprised at Phil’s reaction and smirks, “Yeah, well, it’s getting late and I gotta early flight so I’m gonna head to my room. Good night.”. You dare not respond and don’t even look in his direction. Phil turns and heads back to VIP. You follow behind him. “I’m sorry” you whisper to him as you sit on his lap. “I’m done with this party let’s go”, he says leading you toward the elevator. There is complete silence between the two of you in the elevator and while walking to Phil’s suite. You don’t know what to say to make it right. As you enter his hotel room, Phil grabs you and pulls you close. He kisses your bottom lip softly and your legs collapse. He lifts you up so that you and he are eye to eye. Holding you tight and staring directly into your eyes he says, “Whatever is going on with you and Bruno is over. You’re mine and I love you.” You push him away. “I’m yours?” you ask. “Funny because the ring on this finger says I belong to my husband”. “I don’t give a FUCK about your husband. I love you and I want you with me” he says, his voice growing louder. You turn to leave but he grabs your hand. “Please, don’t go. I need you Nikki. When you’re not with me it’s like...I can’t breathe.” He drops to his knees in front of you and pleads, “Please just stay with me tonight”. Before you can respond, he pulls up your skirt and begins to kiss your thighs. Your mind is racing. You don’t know what to do. Phil pushes your thong aside and his tongue starts to tease your clit as his hands grip your hips. “Mmmmm” is all you can say as you caress his head. He looks up at you and pulls you down to the floor. He stares at you for a moment, like a predator staring at it’s prey. Smiling devilishly, he begins to tear off your thongs, rip open your shirt and pull your skirt off. You are a little scared but more turned on by his actions. So turned on you can’t help but rub your moistness as he removes his clothes. “That’s right baby girl. Get it nice and wet for me” he smiles as you moan while your fingers rub your clit. You notice him smiling as he watches you. He seems turned on. “Mmmmm. Now, put your fingers inside that wetness and see if you’re ready for me” he says stroking that python, that appears to be larger than normal. You do as you are told like the dirty little lover that you are. Your two fingers enter your moistness and you can’t help but moan loudly. You move your fingers in and out slowly teasing that pulsation starting to emerge. Phil kisses you then begins licking and sucking your nipples. Your body is on FIRE with ecstasy as your back arches preparing for a major orgasm. Phil places his arms around you and his mouth on your breast as your fingers release that pulsation and you scream...“Bruno!”. You freeze, instantly realizing your mistake. Phil looks stunned and doesn’t say a word. “Get up” he commands smiling. You are scared shitless so you obey. He picks you up over his shoulder and carries you into the bedroom. He throws you onto the bed. Your eyes are wide as you stare up at him wondering what he’s going to do to you. “Bruno huh?” he laughs. “I got your Bruno. This is MY pussy and you aren’t ever gonna forget that after tonight” he says smiling at you devilishly. “Yes sir” you say smiling back obediently. He pulls you to the edge of the bed and pushes that python deep into ‘his pussy’ as you scream out in painful rapture. He pins your legs up above your head and begins to thrust in and out balls deep until your juices as gushing from your desire. He pulls you up, plants a quick kiss on your lips and says, “Face down…”. You do as you are told and put your pretty round brown up in the air. He surprises you as he bypasses the front door and enters the back. “No need to fight it when you know it feels right” he says as he smacks your ass playfully. “Oooohhh” is all you can say as you feel him DEEP inside your walls. He’s bringing the pain, pleasure and tears to your eyes with each thrust. It feels so good you scream, “Don’t stop...please don’t stop.”. He grabs a fist full of your hair as he leans in close and whispers, “I’m not stopping until you scream MY name.”. You love a challenge almost as much as you love it rough. So you plan to make him work for it, “Give me what you got Daddy” you say smiling back at him. And he does. He grinds that python so deep into your walls you can’t even speak. He smacks your ass occasionally as he rides, enjoying every minute. You start to feel weak and are not sure how much more you can take just as he grabs your arms and pulls them back, thrusting deeper and deeper. He leans in, nibbling on your right ear, he whispers, “What’s my name baby girl?”. You smile and reply, “I can’t remember.” He laughs as he places his leg up on the bed and leans in for deeper penetration. His thrusts turn to blows on the walls of your love and you are about to give in. You can feel him pulsate inside you and know that he can’t hold out much longer. His hand reaches under you and massages your clit bringing you to a MASSIVE climax, “PHIL” you scream in submission. Phil wraps his arms around you and groans as he releases his love inside your walls. Both of your sweaty bodies collapse on the bed smiling and laughing. “Come here baby” he says, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you. You lay there in heavenly bliss entangled in Phil’s arms. You kiss him as he smiles, closing his eyes. ‘I really should tell him how I feel’, you think to yourself. You take a deep breath and whisper, “Philip, I love you”. All you hear is soft snoring as you realize he didn’t hear you because he’s fast asleep. 

You wake up, it’s dawn and Phil is still asleep next to you. You know you have to leave. You know you can’t stay, go with him to the next city or visit him in California. Watching him sleep you realize just how much you do love him. ‘I can’t keep hurting him by just stringing him along like this. He deserves someone that can love him freely’, you think to yourself. You know what you have to do. You carefully roll out of bed and search for a pen and paper. After you’re finished, you gather your things. With tears streaming from your eyes, you kiss Phil’s lips softly for the last time. As you stroke his face smiling through tears, you whisper, “I love you” then turn and leave.

Phil rolls over and reaches for you but all he finds is an envelope with his name on it. He sits up and calls for you, “Nikki?” but there is no response. He jumps out of the bed and calls for you as he looks around the suite. Realizing you’re gone, he sits on the couch and opens the envelope. Inside he finds the Tiffany necklace he gave you and a letter that reads, “Philip, I can’t keep hurting you. What I’m doing to you is unfair. I can’t live like this anymore. You mean too much to me. So this is goodbye. I love you, Nikki”. He leans back on the couch with a heavy sigh. He holds his head in his hands as tears swell in his eyes.