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I could hear Mack asking me if I had lost my fuckin’ mind. He didn’t know I had been communicating with Kyerra, but he would curse me out for it if he did. We were more than family. We were brothers, and though Gianni moved on with Hailo, his heart is still with Kyerra.
Hailo did something to him, and I wasn’t sure it was for the best. All he worried about was her and the baby. As her due date neared, it was hard for him to focus, which caused lapses in judgment like the second chance he gave Sonny. That’s the price you pay for pursuing the woman I had my eyes on. Hailo’s pussy had to be lethal to have Gianni make a rookie mistake like not using a condom. He helped me dodge a bullet that night.
“I’m starving,” Kyerra volunteered as the heavy lashes that shadowed her cheeks flew to me.
“Eating is the last thing your drunk ass needs right now.”
“Or it could help soak up the rest of the alcohol.” Loose tendrils of hair softened her face as she smiled wildly. “Are you hungry?”
“I could eat,” I replied, intending for her to take my response any way she chose. If that meant sharing a meal, I was down. If she needed me to spread her legs and devour her pussy until the pain no longer existed, I would do that too.
“What do you have a taste for?” She asked until she realized what she had asked. “I mean.” She cleared her throat, tearing herself away from the trance I had her in. “Do you want to order something? Unless you have something else to do.”
“Nah, I got time.”
Kyerra was far more interested than she wanted to be or even wanted me to know. Or maybe it was the guilt of her dating my cousin, after spending senior year sneaking around with me.
Why should we both suffer? She was mine before she ever belonged to him.
That’s what I asked myself despite knowing it would be wrong as fuck to pursue Kyerra. Gianni didn’t know about our relationship, but I knew about theirs. He was innocent, but it didn’t stop the jealousy that swam through my veins watching Kyerra distraught about his marriage to Hailo.
Kyerra excused herself from changing so we could grab some greasy ass burgers to help her sober up. After we picked up the food, we watched reruns of Golden Girls. I had no interest in the show itself, but I didn’t want my time with Kyerra to end, especially when I didn’t know when I would get the opportunity again.
Kyerra’s head rested on my shoulder, laughing at Dorothy's friend Jean revealing that she's a lesbian and has a crush on Rose. “You ever been with a woman?” I asked, in need of a distraction.
“Absolutely not!” Kyerra scoffed, sitting up, but I knew the answer before I asked. Kyerra was the play-it-safe type. She did everything by the book, so I would’ve been more surprised if she had said yes.
“Damn, why do you have to say it like that? What’s wrong with women?”
“Nothing, we’re perfect. I don’t want one in my bed,” Kyerra replied, resting her head against my shoulder again.
Kyerra’s mouth was moving, but I was too lost in the warm temper of saffron balanced with sizzling cedarwood in her perfume. Her head tilted back, staring at me with those alluring brown eyes Gianni complained could make him do anything.
“Something tells me you’ve had your fair share of women who enjoy other women.”
“I’m offended. That’s what you think of me?”
“I know how women are when it comes to the Meraux men. They’ll do anything to say they had one.”
I knew it was wrong. I needed to leave, but the pain in Kyerra’s eyes crippled me. Her eyes were bordered with tears as she cupped my face. Gi was my man, and if the shoe were on the other foot, I’d be pissed right now.
Kyerra leaned in, and the angel on my shoulder won, but I didn’t know how long I could hold out. “You’re hurting, I get it, but we can’t do this,” I insisted, praying she got up soon.
“Why not? You want me just as much as I want you?” Kyerra didn’t wait for my response, taking matters into her own hands. Literally and figuratively.
Why are you testing me like this, Lord?
Kyerra slid her hands into my pants, freeing him from prison. She looked into my eyes while gently stroking and rubbing her thumb over the head of my dick. I needed to stop. I should’ve, but the look in her eyes defied all logic and reasoning. That was all it took to break me.
Biting her bottom lip, Kyerra slid between my legs, taking my dick in her mouth. I was going to regret this shit later, so I might as well enjoy it now. I was her first and taught her everything she knew then, but she damn sure learned some new tricks over the years.
The combination of her head bobbing and spitting on my dick drove me crazy, “Shit, Ky,” I moaned as her tongue licked and swirled around the head. Kyerra gazed at me with a devious grin on her face.
She stood up, stripping out each article of clothing. Taking control, I picked Kyerra up and put her chest on the back of the sofa. Spreading her thighs wide, I sank into her, going deeper with each stroke.
“Tyson!” Kyerra screamed before biting into the sofa to brace herself.
I was enjoying the crevices of her pussy way more than I should have. Kyerra was wetter than Niagara Falls. It made it hard not to.
