Chapter 28

28

N eko

I was about to combust.

Between the scent of Malorie's sweet perfume, the feel of her hair causing me to shiver as it brushed against my face, and the heat of her body being so close to mine—my dick was throbbing and leaking precum. This was the second time she'd shifted so that her titties were right in my face. Because the first three buttons of her shirt were undone, I could see her lace bra if I shifted my head slightly. I'd been trying to not cross that line with Malorie for various reasons, but I was starting to lose my resolve.

This wasn't just my coworker—this was one of my oldest friend's sister.

I was starting to think she wanted me and just wasn't vocalizing that for whatever reason.

Or maybe the adult version of Malorie was unintentionally sensual, and she didn't want me at all. Either way, I was a few seconds from ripping her shirt off and sucking her nipples while I dug deep in her pussy.

After clearing my throat and sitting back in my seat, I swallowed hard. Looking at her as she hovered over my desk behind my seat, I asked her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to show you what I found in the audit."

"No." Chuckling, I licked my lips and clenched my jaw. "You know what the fuck I mean."

When I stood, the confident demeanor she had lessened slightly. Her body submitted to mine, almost shrinking as she pressed against my desk and gripped the edge of it. Swallowing hard, she avoided my eyes, but I wanted her to have the same boldness she'd been using to tease me with in our meeting just minutes ago.

"Look at me," I commanded, tugging her face back to me by her chin. She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth as I repeated, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know what you mean, Neko."

"So you're just getting into my personal space for no reason? Putting your chest in my face close enough for me to bury my face in those perfect ass titties."

With a shrug, Malorie ran her hand down her neck. "Maybe you're reading too much into my actions because you have ulterior motives or desires of your own."

That caused me to laugh softly. "Trust me, whatever motives or desires I have, you'll know." Closing the space between us, I ripped her shirt open. Her gasp turned into a moan when I wrapped my arm around her waist and buried my face between her bouncy titties. I inhaled deeply, feeling my dick get even harder as I inhaled her scent. "Is this what you wanted? Hmm?"

"Ne—ah…"

She moaned as my hand slid lower then came forward and slipped between her legs.

"You've been teasing me all fucking day. Trying my patience. Is this what you wanted?"

"Y-Yes," she admitted breathlessly, clawing at the back of my neck.

Hearing her admit that snapped me out of my trance. I felt like she wanted me but hearing her say that made what had been brewing between us today all too real. The flirting, lingering gazes, attempts to get closer to me—all intentional. I'd been avoiding telling Malik how I felt about his sister's return because I didn't know how she felt, but now, that could no longer be my excuse. The question was, what exactly did she want from me, and I wasn't sure if I wanted the answer.

"Mal, you know I don't date. And even if I did, I can't date you. Malik would try to kill me, and I'm not trying to go to war with my oldest friend over his sister. This time, I'd hit his ass back. So what exactly do you want from me?"

Her hand lowered to my dick, and when she squeezed it, I groaned. "Apparently, exactly what you want from me."

"And you expect me to believe this will be just about sex?" Malorie's eyes blinked three times before her lips parted, but at that point, I already knew the truth. "Get out, Mal. This can't happen again."

With a huff, she turned her back to me and buttoned her shirt back up. I'm not sure why she felt the need to shield herself now. Maybe she felt rejected and vulnerable, and that made me feel like shit. I'd never do anything to intentionally hurt Malorie. I genuinely cared about her. If I didn't, I would have fucked her fine ass and not given it a second thought.

After she stormed out, I locked the door behind her and plopped down in my seat. My dick was still hard as fuck, and I needed relief. Jacking my own shit wasn't working like it normally would, which pissed me off. She should have been milking me of every drop of cum since she was the reason I was hard in the first place. Several minutes of frustration later, I shoved my dick back into my boxers and made myself presentable before going down to her office.

Not even bothering to knock, I burst through her door with what I was sure had to be a scowl on my face because of how tight it felt.

"Neko, I—"

"Gimme your panties."

"What?" she asked softly with a bark of laughter.

"Your panties. Give them to me."

Her head tilted as she eyed my frame. When they landed on my dick, she chuckled. "I'm not helping you with that."

"You should. It's your fault."

"And it's your fault my pussy is wet. What are you going to do about that?"

Squeezing the back of my neck, I looked behind me down the empty hall. Accepting defeat because of my need for release, I closed and locked her door. I made my way behind her desk. After picking her up and sitting her on top of it, I sat in her seat.

"Panties," I demanded, unzipping my slacks and pulling my dick back out.

She slipped a black lace pair off that instantly made my mouth water. I concealed my moan by swallowing the saliva that accumulated in my mouth. Malorie spread her legs and leaned back on the desk, giving me the perfect view of her wet pussy.

While I jacked my dick with her panties, she fingered her pussy.

No words were exchanged—only labored breaths, quiet moans and curses, and locked gazes.

She came twice before me, and each time her walls pulsed I pulled her fingers out so I could watch her nectar leak. It took everything inside of me not to pull her forward and feast. I did, however, lick her cum off her fingers each time. After I came, I cleaned myself off with her panties and put them in my pocket before going to the bathroom to clean up a bit more.

We came out of our respective bathrooms simultaneously, and the sneaky smirk she shot my way caused me to wink at her. With a giggle, Malorie headed toward the left to get back to her office and I went to the right. This woman was wild, and if I wasn't careful, she was going to get me in a hell of a lot of trouble.

Later that Night

What happened with Malorie had been on my mind so much I decided to go see Malik to talk. This time around, I wanted to be honest with him about everything. If I decided to see where things could go with Mal, I needed to be upfront about it. I wasn't allowing myself to think we could be in a relationship, but I was enjoying spending time with her, and I knew after today we were bound to have sex. Even if we were just friends with benefits, I refused to let it be in secret again.

As he rocked and fed his son, Matthaeus, I did the same for his daughter, Maria. They were the perfect mix of their parents. Matt looked just like Malik, and Maria looked just like Lydia. She gripped my pinky finger as she looked into my eyes, making the desire for my own kids fill me again.

When I couldn't hold it in anymore, I blurted, "I want your sister."

Malik didn't even bother to look up at me as he smiled. "Want her how?"

"In all ways that I can have her."

His head shook as he finally looked at me. "Nah, I need more than that. If you just wanna fuck her and move on—"

"You know I'd never be on that type of time with Mal. Do I want to be in a relationship with her? Yes. Do I believe that's possible? No. Am I willing to settle for anything I can have? Abso-fucking-lutely. If that's friendship and getting to feel her a few times—"

"Aight, aight, I don't need that visual." Between his shaking tone and gag I couldn't help but laugh. "Why don't you think you can be with her though?"

"She chose you, and you've made it clear you don't like how I've been moving."

"Yeah, but I know I can't keep y'all apart, especially now that she's back in town. If you can promise me that you'll respect her, treat her right, and give her the love she deserves, you have my approval."

Because I wasn't expecting it to be that easy, I couldn't respond right away.

"I can admit I lost my way for a while, but hurt people hurt people. I know that's not an excuse for my behavior, but that's what I was doing. You have nothing to worry about when it comes to Mal though. I would never do anything to intentionally hurt or disrespect her, and I'll never cheat on her."

"In that case, go forth, brother."

Swallowing hard, I bobbed my head. "Thank you for trusting me with her."

"Just being honest, now that I've matured and took myself out of the equation, there's honestly no one else I'd trust with my sister but you. You had your wild phase, but I know she's safe with you."

I didn't realize how much I needed to hear that until he said it. Instantly, my mind started thinking of date ideas and ways I could make Malorie fall in love with me all over again. Finally… it was our time.