Chapter 9

9

M alorie

When I texted Neko, I wasn't expecting him to come into my room so soon. His excited expression made me cackle, but it turned into a moan when I circled my pointer finger against my G-spot. Not too much time had passed since I'd texted him, but I was so horny I couldn't wait to see if he was awake and able to go a second round. After locking my door, he climbed into my bed and between my legs. I was about to pull my finger out, but he told me not to.

As I played in my pussy, he licked and sucked my clit until I came. The moment I removed my fingers, he teased my opening and clit with his tongue until I came again. I was holding back until he said, "Leek is gone. Let me hear how good I'm making you feel."

That seemed to make my pussy even wetter because I drenched his chin. When I couldn't take it anymore, I pushed him away. Neko lifted himself and tilted my hip off the bed slightly. He bent my right knee and tossed my left leg over his chest. With my left ankle on his right shoulder, he entered me deeply.

"Fuck!" I cried, gripping the sheets.

"Can you take me this deep, sweet girl?" If I couldn't, I was damn sure going to try. Nodding, I bit my bottom lip. "Use your words, mama."

My eyes damn near rolled into the back of my head. "Yes, babe. I can take it."

"Mm… good girl."

His strokes were swift and hard—deep. His curve was fucking perfection. Neko felt so good inside of me I had to keep myself from drooling. When my body heated and tingled, I tried to lower my leg, but he held it in place.

"Unh-uh. You can take this shit. Show me you can take it."

I lifted my arms above my head and grabbed the pillow, pulling in deep breaths. As I rocked against him, I took every stroke until I came. My whimpers turned into choppy breaths as Neko released my shaking leg. He lowered himself long enough to give me a deep, nasty kiss before turning me over and putting me on my knees.

He smacked both ass cheeks, then slid back inside of me. My back arched and his moans and growls were like the sweetest symphony as I fucked him back. His grip on my waist was tight as he drilled into me, filling me with a pressure that would leave me empty after tonight. My eyes watered at the thought. At the thought of feeling less like myself without him inside of me. But he felt so good I didn't even care. I didn't know how we'd be able to do this again, but God… I needed it to happen again.

The Next Morning

I wasn't expecting to wake up alone. It shouldn't have bothered me, but it did. We weren't in a relationship, so I shouldn't have expected to wake up in his arms… but I did. After showering and doing my morning routine, I made my way to the kitchen. At the sight of my brother, I smiled. If I couldn't count on him or Neko to do anything else, they were going to start a pot of coffee.

This morning, however, he'd brewed coffee but had what appeared to be a latte from Espresso Express .

"Long night?" I teased.

He released a whistle of a breath. "The longest. I need this latte to keep me on alert until I get off."

"What kind did you get?"

"I think it's a Vietnamese latte. It's basically coffee, espresso, and some kind of thick cream. I added caramel syrup to it."

"Well, that should definitely keep you up."

We talked a little while longer, and I wanted to ask him about the woman he spent the night with, but I decided against it. He asked me about my interview and wished me luck before heading back to his room to get ready for work. Since he seemed to be in a rush, I decided to make him a quick breakfast sandwich. I went back to Neko's room to ask him if he wanted one as well. After he gave me permission to enter, I opened the door and stuck my head inside.

"Morning." I greeted, trying not to look at him too hard. He was seated on a stool, blunt hanging from his mouth, painting. "Do you want a breakfast sandwich?"

"C'mere. Close the door."

I looked behind me at Malik's closed bedroom door before stepping inside and walking over to him. Neko pulled me onto his lap and kissed my neck. As much as I didn't want my body to react to him, I softened and melted against him.

"Why did you leave me?"

"I heard your brother coming in."

"Oh."

After putting the blunt on his ash tray, he squeezed my ass. "You regret last night, sweet girl?"

"No. Do you?"

"Not at all. I've wanted you since your eighteenth birthday."

That made me smile. "You know… everything I did that day, I did to impress you." Laughing softly, I ran my hand down the back of his head. "It sounds silly now, but I convinced myself if I looked more like a grown up, you'd notice me. I knew we were only three years apart, but back then, that felt like decades."

"Yeah, it did. I always felt something for you but kept it hidden because of the age difference."

"And now we have to keep it hidden because of my brother."

He handed me the blunt and I took two puffs as he asked, "How do you feel about that?"

"It sucks." I felt a pout spreading and couldn't do anything about it. "I've already lost my father. I don't want to lose my brother too. But I-I want you, Neko."

"I want you too. Malik is like a brother to me, but if I had to choose between his friendship and my wife, I'd choose my wife." Before I could fully process what he was saying, he added, "But I wouldn't take him from you. So if we can't find a way to do this with his approval, we can't do it, Mal."

I didn't want to, but I nodded my agreement. My lips parted and eyes watered as my head hung. "You're right."

"Let's continue to keep this between us for now and let me see what I can do, aight?"

Nodding, I stood. "Okay. Did you want the breakfast sandwich?"

"Yeah, that's cool. Thank you."

I left his room with a heaviness in my heart that only my brother's acceptance of us could take away. Unfortunately, I wasn't sure if that would happen. Malik Gates stood firm on his principles—whether they were right on wrong. He'd made it clear he didn't want any of his friends with me, and I honestly didn't see his mind changing on that.