Suspicion

It’s your last day in the Bahamas and your kids want to spend it in the pool. You, your husband and your kids all head down to the pool for a day of fun in the sun. Once you get to the pool area, you see Ryan walk by. He looks up and smiles at you but doesn’t say a word. Your heart stops. ‘Shit! If Ryan is here that means Bruno is here too! Fuck!!’, you think to yourself. Before you can finish your thought, you hear your daughter gasp, “MOMMY!! Look!! It’s Bruno Mars!!”. Your husband looks in B’s direction and confirms, “Ha! That is him isn’t it?! Wow, that’s crazy!”. Your mind is racing and you can’t seem to put a single thought together, let alone any words to make a coherent sentence.You continue walking to the FAR end of the pool. “Mommy don’t you want his autograph? I can get it for you”, she says sweetly. “That’s ok Sweet Pea. I think he’s busy”, you say noticing Bruno, Phil and all the rest of the boys looking in your direction and smiling. You are feeling nauseous. “No he’s not Mommy. He’s just sitting there. I’ll go get it for you!”, she says as she takes off running toward Bruno. You grab for her but it’s too late, she’s half way there. Bruno meets her and squats down to talk to her as your heart is pounding. You notice Phil walk over and begin to speak to her as well. Your daughter turns to point at you and you WANT TO DIE! You turn to see your husband’s reaction to all of this. He is just sitting in his chair and smiling. You turn back around and nearly vomit as you see both Bruno and Phil making their way toward you and your family, each holding your daughters hand. She is smiling from ear to ear. You want to run or hide but your legs won’t move. All you can do is sit on the edge of your seat and pray. “Mommy! Look who I found!”, your daughter says proudly. Bruno looks at you and says, “Hi!”, smiling he continues, “You have such a sweet, beautiful little girl.” You just smile and cut a quick glance at Phil who is NOT trying to hide the fact that he is staring at you. “Thanks man!”, your husband says standing up and extending his hand for a shake. “I like your music but my wife, Nicole, is a big fan of yours. No...wait...what do you call it...a hooligan. Right Nick?”. You want to DIE but all you can do is smile. Phil moves closer to you and says, “Hi beautiful, my name is Philip Lawrence. I produce and write with Bruno and I sing in the band.” He extends his hand toward you but you are frozen. Your husband rubs your shoulders, “Kitten are you ok?” You look up at Phil as he smiles, “Kitten? Ha! Ha! I like that”, he says looking at your husband then immediately back to you. “Yeah, I’ve been calling her that since high school.” “REALLY? High school sweethearts then huh?”, Phil asks. “Yup”, you say finally finding your voice. “Bruno, can my Mommy have your autograph? And your’s too. She REALLY likes your songs too!”, your daughter says looking from Bruno to Phil. “Of course!” Phil says squatting down next to you. He places his hand on your right knee and looks directly into your eyes, “Where would you like me to sign beautiful?” You refuse to look at him. “Um, hold on, here’s a brochure you can sign,” your husband says handing it to Phil. Bruno is signing an autograph for your daughter while your husband takes their picture. Phil uses this opportunity to get closer and whisper “You look amazing Baby Girl. I wanna see you before you leave.” You shoot him a stern look. “What the hell are you doing?!”, you whisper moving his hand from your knee. Your husband looks over at you and says, “Ok Kitten your turn. Come on and get a pic with Bruno.” “Yeah come on ‘Kitten’ let’s take a picture”, Bruno says with a sly smile. You walk over and stand next to B. He tightly wraps his left arm around your waist, looks at you and says, “Ok, say Hooligans!” You smile and pray this shit is over soon. You can feel Phil’s eyes on you as he sits talking to your daughter. “Mommy can I take a picture with Mr. Phil too?” “Uh, I guess honey. You have to ask Mr. Phil. I’m sure he’s busy…” Phil cuts you off before you can finish. “Of course sweetie. I’d love to take a picture with you and your beautiful Mommy.” He smiles, touching your left arm gently. Your body trembles. Phil stands next to you and you feel weak. His right hip is pressed tightly against your left hip as his arm wraps around your waist. Your heart is racing and your swimsuit bottoms are soaked. Your daughter is in front of the both of you smiling HARD. “Say cheese!”, your husband says snapping the pic. As soon as the picture is taken you quickly step away from Phil. “Thanks guys. I appreciate you coming over. I really enjoy your music. I know you are very busy so I don’t wanna keep you.” You are praying your husband doesn’t notice how hot, bothered and nervous you are. “No problem. Nice meeting you!” Bruno says smiling and winking at you as he walks back. “It was my pleasure beautiful”, Phil says caressing your right hand in his. Your heart drops as he walks up to your husband. “You are a very lucky man. Your kids are adorable and your wife is beautiful.” They both look back at you. “Thank you.” your husband replies. Phil smiles at you as he walks back slowly. ‘That was close’, you think as you lay back on the chaise. Putting your sunglasses on and ear plugs in, you exhale slowly.

You can’t focus over dinner. That earlier encounter between your husband, your lover and your side piece has set your nerves on edge. You can’t seem to calm down. “Kitten, what’s wrong?”, asks your husband. “Huh?!”, you jump as he touches your hand. “Oh, nothing. I’m fine”, you lie. “I think I just need some fresh air. I’ll be back.”. You get up and head out the door. Your mind is racing as you walk through the lobby. You don’t even see Bruno sitting on the patio as you walk by but he sees you. He watches as you walk toward the beach then quickly follows behind you. Your feet barely touch the sand when you feel a hand on the small of your back. You turn and Bruno grabs your hips, pulling you close. You push him away. “Are you crazy!! What the hell was that earlier today?! That shit wasn’t funny!” You say hitting him on his chest with your fist. He laughs, “Awe, don’t be mad. Come here ‘Kitten’”, he says playfully as he reaches for you. You smack him across his face. He’s stunned. “DON’T YOU EVER CALL ME THAT!”, you snap at him. The two of you just stand there staring at each other as the red mark on Bruno’s left cheek grows redder by the second. Finally, you turn to leave. Bruno watches you for a moment then follows in pursuit. “Nikki, wait!”, you hear him call. You keep walking towards a long jetty extending out into the ocean. He catches you and turns you to face him. You refuse to look at him. “Look Nikki, I’m sorry about earlier. It was a little awkward. Let me make it up to you”, he says lifting your chin and kissing you. He pushes you against the jetty and you can feel the heat from that carrot creating moisture in your panties. Pushing him away (reluctantly) you say, “I have to go.” He grabs your right wrist, “Can’t you stay for a few minutes?”, he asks tracing your hips with his fingertips. ‘Ugh!! God help me!’, you think as your desire is throbbing in your panties. He smiles sensing your change of heart. He leads you into the ocean. It’s sunset so the water has cooled which hardens your nipples immediately. He pulls you close to his warm body. Your dress is floating providing easy access to his prize. You begin to pull off his shorts as he is ripping your panties off. You laugh, “Ambitious are we?” “You’re leaving tomorrow and I don’t know when I’ll see you again. I like our time together”, he says smiling than kissing you. He easily lifts you onto his stiff carrot. You are floating, rocking back and forth as he holds your hips and thrusts slowly inside your desire. You wrap your arms around his neck and slowly push your desire onto his stiffness. He smiles as he leans you against the jetty and begins to bang the walls of your love as his lips kiss your neck. You can feel that warm pulsation starting to grow. Bruno starts to moan, “Mmmmm”, and you know he’s about to come. You wrap your legs around him and begin to jump up and down on his carrot until you hear him growl and feel his warm wet love inside your desire. You kiss him and smile. He continues to hold you tight, staring deep into your eyes. You don’t like how he’s looking at you so you break free from his embrace and walk toward shore. You sit on the sand catching your breath and wait for your clothes to dry. Bruno sits next to you. You lay back on the sand and relax with your arms folded behind your head. Bruno does the same but turns to face you. Smiling he strokes your face with his hand and whispers, “Now I understand why he loves you.” You shoot straight up. “What the hell are you talking about Bruno?” “Nothing. I’m just saying, I can understand why Phil loves you. You’re such a cool person. You’re so sweet and down to earth. Besides, Nikki you gotta admit, we are VERY good together”, he says tracing your thigh with his index finger. You just smile. “I mean...I know you and Phil have your thing but…”, his voice trails off. Your eyes grow wide. ‘What the hell is he trying to say?’, you wonder. “Bruno…”, you start to say but before you can finish, he caresses your face and kisses you like he never has before. You are in shock. You both stare at each other in silence. Clearing his throat he continues, “Like I said, I know you and Phil have your thing but...I...um….I...uh...just know that...I care about you too Nikki.” He kisses you softly on your lips and walks back toward the hotel. You sit in the sand speechless.

You are exhausted, mentally and physically. You didn’t sleep at all last night. Your mind couldn’t stop thinking about what Bruno said to you on the beach and Phil texted you all night. You and your family are waiting in the lobby for the shuttle to take you to the airport when your text alarms again. It’s Phil, ‘GM Baby Girl. I got ur coffee. I no u need it. Im around the corner.’ You need to see him before you get on that plane. “Honey, I’m going to get some coffee. I’ll be right back. Do you want anything?” “Nah, I’m good. Thanks.” You walk quickly around the corner. Phil immediately grabs your waist and pulls you into him kissing you passionately. “Good morning Baby Girl”, he says smiling at you. “Good morning baby”, you say blushing. Phil hands you your coffee, “Tall, carmel machiatto, no foam, whip. Right?” You smile sipping the liquid heaven in your hands, “Right! Thank you.” Silence falls between the two of you. “Nikki, you know my birthday is in a few weeks. I’m having a big party in Miami. I’ll send you your airline ticket.”  “Phil, I can’t just up and leave when you want me. I’m not your personal call girl.” “I know and I didn’t mean it like that. You know that! I just need the woman I love with me on my birthday. Can’t you get away? Tell him it’s a girls weekend or something”, he says caressing your left hand. Before you can respond your husband comes around the corner. He stops as he sees Phil standing in front of you holding your hand. “Kitten. Uh, the shuttle is here”, he says eyeing Phil. You snatch your hand away from Phil and say, “Oh, ok. Look who I ran into.” Phil walks up to your husband and extends his hand to shake, “Good to see you again, man.” Your husband looks Phil up and down and steps away saying, “Kitten we need to go, NOW!” Your husband is watching your every move so you won’t be able to say goodbye to Phil the way you want to. “Well, Nikki…”, Phil says extending his arms, “It was nice to meet you.” He hugs you tight. You are afraid to move as your husband is watching you. Phil whispers in your ear. “I love you Baby Girl. Have a safe flight. Call me when you get home.” You see your husband walking toward you and Phil and break the embrace. Walking away you respond, “It was nice meeting you too.” You grab your husbands hand and smile at him. Kissing him gently you say, “Come on honey, let’s go.” Your husband is still staring at Phil like he wants to say something. Your heart is racing. You turn to look at Phil. He waves at you then walks away. Looking at you, your husband says, “I don’t like him. Something about him. The way he looks at you. I don’t like it.” You force a laugh, “Ha! What are you talking about? He was just being nice to a fan.” “Nah, I know that look. He wasn’t just being nice.” 

It’s been about 2 weeks since you’ve been home from the Bahamas and Phil has called or texted you almost every day since you got home. Your husband is beginning to get annoyed with all the constant texting. “Look Kitten, I know you and your twitter friends are pretty close because of all this Bruno stuff but this is getting ridiculous. Your phone is buzzing CONSTANTLY!” “I’m sorry honey. It’s just that Courtney…”, your husband interrupts you mid sentence. Throwing up his hands, he interjects, “UGH!! Courtney, It’s always Courtney!” Getting angry, you respond, “Well, if you’d let me finish I could explain.” He plops on the couch and gestures for you to continue. “Court is getting married in a few weeks and her bachelorette party is next weekend. It’s a hooligan themed party in Miami so she’s inviting all of her close twitter friends to help her celebrate. I already have my flight booked. I’m leaving Thursday afternoon and I’ll be back on Tuesday afternoon.” Your heart is racing and your hands are trembling. “REALLY?!” he says surprised. He stands and begins to pace. “And when were your going to tell me? I mean I AM your husband. Or have you forgotten?” You are getting pissed and you are beginning to get annoyed with his tone. “Well, I’m telling you now. I already made arrangements for the kids to stay with my Mom while I’m gone. And when have you ever cared where I go with my girls? I’ve been to Miami ALONE before and you could have cared less. Why are you upset about it now?” Your text alarms again. It’s Phil. ‘So wen r u flyn n?’, he asks. Your husband snatches the phone from your hand. You are so startled that you just stand there for a second. You snatch your phone back. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” you yell. “Oh, so now your texts are secret, huh? I can’t see your text messages?” Your nerves are on edge and your blood is boiling. You promised never to bring up his infidelity but you’re about to break that promise. “Ok. You wanna wanna talk about secret text messages? I couldn’t even HAND you your FUCKIN phone for 3 YEARS because some bitch was texting or calling you constantly. You wanna talk about that SHIT?” Your husband stares at you in silence. “Fine. Go to Miami. Do whatever the hell you want. I don’t care.” You feel like shit for what you just did but it doesn’t stop you from heading upstairs to pack.

You step off the plane and walk briskly up the tunnel. You can’t wait to feel Phil’s arms around your waist. As you enter the gate you scan the crowd for your boo but can’t seem to find him anywhere. You turn your phone on and see a text from Phil. ‘Sorry Baby Girl. Cant pic u up. Bruno will bring u 2 my suite. C u soon. Love u’. Your heart stops. ‘No, not Bruno’, you think to yourself. You haven’t seen or talked to B since that night on the beach. You look up from your phone and Bruno is standing right in front of you. “Hey”, is all he says smiling. You don’t know what to say so you respond with the same, “Hey”. You gather your stuff and head to the car. The awkward silence between the two of you is deafening. You turn on the radio and “Get Lucky” blasts through the speakers. You turn and smile at each other as you both proceed to sing and dance down the highway. You reach the Ritz-Carlton, South Beach. Bruno valets the car but tells you to stay in your seat. He hops out the car and all you see are bulbs flashing and paparazzi everywhere. You are shaking. ‘Oh my God! I can’t be in any of these pictures. What the hell am I going to do?’ You see Dre come to your door. He opens an umbrella and grabs you out of the car. You can’t see a thing as Dre practically carries you to the elevator. You are pushed inside with Bruno and the elevator doors close. You are standing in the corner of the elevator shaking and crying. That was the scariest thing you’ve ever experienced. Bruno walks over and holds you tight in his arms. You hold him just as tight. “I’m sorry about that Nikki. Are you ok?” He looks down at you with concern, still holding you tight. His warm embrace has helped you stopped shaking. “I’m a little better. Thank you. I wasn’t expecting that at all. I appreciate what you did down there.” Bruno just smiles as the elevator doors open into Phil’s suite. You are expecting to see Phil but you don’t. You call out, “Phil! Baby I’m here!” but there is no response. Standing close to you Bruno says, “He must still be out.” You turn to face Bruno. Looking up at him you know what he’s thinking because you are thinking it too. He gently strokes your arms. You lower your head trying to hide the fact that your panties are drenched. He places his hands under your hair and caresses your face. “You straightened your hair”, he whispers, “I like it”. He kisses you ever so softly. For the first time, his tongue kisses yours. Your heart skips a beat as he grabs your hips and pulls you into him. You are floating Heaven High until you hear the elevator. You push B away just as the elevator doors open and Phil emerges. You run to him. He drops his bags and holds you tight. He kisses you and says, “I’m so glad you’re here Baby Girl. I missed you.” Bruno is still standing in the same spot watching the interaction between you and Phil. He walks toward the elevator to leave. Phil stops him, “Thanks for taking care of Nikki for me. Dre told me what you did.” “No need to thank me. I’d do anything for her”, he says as he steps on the elevator. He smiles at you as the door closes.

Phil seemed to ignore Bruno’s last comment but you can’t. Your thoughts are interrupted as Phil picks you up and spins you around. “Come here Baby Girl!” he says playfully as you both land on the couch. You just lay your head on his chest and listen to the rhythm of his heart. It’s one of the few things in this world that calms you. You can feel the heat radiating from that python as it’s begging to be set free from his shorts. Phil starts to stroke your thighs and unbutton your shorts. “Wait, baby. I’m so dirty. I’ve been traveling all day”, you say sitting up realizing you might smell like Bruno. He smiles, “Ok. I’m not exactly clean either. Let’s hit the shower.” You take his hand as he leads you to the largest bathroom you’ve ever seen in a hotel. He starts the water running then begins to undress you. You return the favor and undress him leaving kisses everywhere you go. “Mmmmm”, he moans as you leave kisses on your favorite piece of dark chocolate. He leads you into the shower. You push him against the wall and finish what you started. You place that chocolate bar in your mouth and suck like you are dying of thirst and it’s the last bottle of water on earth. You place your hand around the base of that python and begin to lick up and down the shaft ever so slowly. Phil’s moans are so loud you smile. You are encouraged so you start to tease the tip of that python with your tongue. You can feel him tighten up and taste a little pre-cum slide down his shaft. “Ughhhh! Nah. Hold up”, me moans pulling you up. “I want to be inside you.” He picks you up and places you on that python. With your back against the wall, he starts to grind slowly inside his happy place. He is moaning so loudly it’s causing your juices to drip onto his hardness. “Mmmmm. So you missed me”, you say nibbling on his right ear. He just smiles. “DAMN!” he moans as he begins to grind deeper and deeper. You feel that warm pulsation quickly turn to fire as you come screaming, “Phil! Oh God Phil I missed you.” He holds you tight as you stand, legs shaking. “Come here” he commands. You can’t speak and can barely walk but you obey as that python has you mesmerized. Phil places your hands on the shower doors and spreads your legs wide as he enters you from behind. “I love you Baby Girl but I’m about to fuck the shit outta you”, he smirks. You smile back and brace yourself. Phil enters you with so much force he lifts you off the ground. “Ah!” You scream in pain but smiling. His blows are murdering the walls of your love and you are in heaven. You can barely breathe let alone talk. All you can do is bang your fists on the shower door. Phil is moaning louder than you have ever heard him moan before and it’s causing your love to tighten. He pulls out and you feel his warm wetness explode on your ass. He enters you again and continues thrusting. Again, you feel him jerk inside you. He pulls out and you feel more warmth on your ass. You look back at him and smile. He whispers in your ear, “I’m not finished yet.” “Mmmmm. Don’t stop”, you are able to whisper back. Entering you for the third time, he thrusts so hard your heart skips a beat. You can no longer hold back that pulsation. Phil’s next thrust causes him to explode inside you. At the same time your legs buckle from the intensity of your orgasm. You are both on the floor of the shower. You lay on his chest between his legs as he holds you kissing you over and over while the water beats like rain on your bodies.

You wake up to kisses on the small of your back and moonlight pouring into the window. “Hello beautiful”, Phil says looking up at you smiling. “Hello baby”, you respond wrapping your arms around him. You suddenly feel your love aching from this afternoon’s extracurricular activities in the shower. You rub your mid-section. “Ohhh”, you say softly, trying not to wince. Phil jumps up. “What’s wrong?”, he says placing his hands on your stomach. “Nothing baby. I’m ok”, you lie. “No you’re not! Shit, did I hurt you? Fuck! Baby, I’m sorry!!” He starts to kiss your abdomen lightly and rub it. You laugh, “Don’t be sorry. I wasn’t complaining”. He smiles, “I know I was a little rough but I just missed you. And besides, I was hoping…”, his voice trails off. “You were hoping what?”, you ask. “Nothing”, he says as he kisses and rubs your c-section scar. You sit up. ‘I know this negro is not thinking about me having his baby!’, you think to yourself. He traces your scar, looks up at you and smiles. You remove his hand, “Philip, I have to tell you something”. Before you can finish, your phone rings. It’s your husband. “Hello”, you answer somewhat annoyed. “Hey. I haven’t heard from you and I was just wondering if you made it down there safely.” Phil starts kissing your back again. “Yes, I’m here. I’m fine. Sorry I didn’t call. We are having a great time.” You push Phil off of you and he smiles. Before you can say anything else, Bruno busts into the room, “I’m hungry as hell! Where we eating tonight Phil?” You grab the sheet to cover yourself and damn near drop the phone. Your heart stops. “Hello? Honey?”, you say, voice trembling. There is dead silence on the other end of the phone.