Soul Cry: The Ten Year Girlfriend by Candace Mumford

began slowly making my way to my nightstand. I always laid my cellphone there. I may need to call 911 if he kept this crazy shit up or became violent.
    “ So why didn't you wait for me? If you prayed like you just said you did, you should have known I was coming for you. Cause I'm here now... and I wish you'd kept your damn legs closed. The thought of you being with another man,letting another man inside your body is enough to make me sick right now.”
    I was floored.
    “ You mean to tell me you're asking me why I'm not a virgin? You're not complaining about the fact we slept together on the first night...but that I'm not a virgin period. Are you kidding me Roderick?”
    “  Do I look like I'm kidding?That's exactly what the fuck I'm asking you.” he spat. Roderick leaned down and picked up his blunt taking a few long,deep puffs before his eyes landed squarely on me again.
    I sat down on my bed looking at him. I should have been scared as hell since he sounded like a complete lunatic to me but I couldn't help but be slightly curious because he looked serious as hell. Did he forget the fact we'd only met hours ago? Yet he expected me to save myself for a man I didn't even know I was ever going to meet? Hell my ex-boyfriend was the man I'd thought would be my future husband and I'd given my all to him,including my virginity. The only reason we broke up is that we simply grew apart. We still spoke often and were the best of friends. I loved his family and they loved me. It was just time for the both of us to move on.
    “ Roderick I hardly think judging by the performance you laid on me tonight that you were a virgin. Were you standing around with your dick in your hand, jacking off  waiting until you met me?” I hoped pointing out this small fact would help him get over whatever crazy ideas he had in his head.
    “ I'm a man. I didn't need to wait you should have. Fast ass. A man is supposed to be able to sexually please his woman. Which is exactly what I did. Or were you not satisfied?” he asked sliding his boxers down his body and walking towards me.
    Roderick pushed me back on the bed and untied my robe. My heart caught in my throat. All my anger about our current line of conversation was flying right out the window. I knew I should be insisting he get the hell out of my apartment. Out of my life while I could hopefully still walk away from him but already ,in one night I didn't have the strength to tell him to leave. My body was responding to him all over again even though my mind still took offense to the things he'd just said to me. 
    “ I'm letting you know right here,right now I want you Amina. I  can feel it in my heart, in my bones. My spirit is telling me you're the one for me. That's why I'm tripping like this baby but I know how to fix this.” Roderick said climbing on me like he was a lion and I was his prey. I had no choice but to move onto the middle of the bed in an attempt to put a bit of distance between us. It was killing me inside because all I wanted to do was be close to him. So close I didn't know where I ended and he began.
    “ That can't be fixed Roderick. I've only been with one other man if it's any consolation. Marquise was my boyfriend since I was 16 and we were together for four years. We broke up six months ago and you're the only man I've been with besides him. So please don't try and make me feel like a whore because I'm not.” I said softly. I was so wet it was embarrassing. Especially since his eyes were glued to my slit and I was getting wetter by the second. I attempted to close my thighs and exhibit a sliver of modesty,even the tiniest shred but Roderick wouldn't let me hide from him. His strong hands held my thighs raised and bent at the knees and spread apart. No escaping him.
    “ I'ma make it brand new again.” Roderick said spreading my legs as wide as they would go.
    “ Roderick...,” I began but was quickly quieted when he began rubbing the large head of his dick