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“Don’t tense,” I whisper.
She relaxes, and I rub some more slowly, pushing myself to acclimate her to the feel of me. She’s tight and hot, and I know it hurts, especially with my piercings. Reaching around to the front, I rub her clit, juicing her up while working her over from behind.
It takes time, coaxing, tears, and reassurances before I’m finally inside, fully seated in her ass.
“Fuck,” I groan in her ear. “Relax, baby. Relax,” I say, fingering her CBR. She tugs on the other one as she slowly starts moving. I hold still, knowing that if I don’t, I’m about to bust this nut that I’m not ready to let go of.
After a couple more minutes, she’s comfortable with me moving around inside her.
“Give me that ass, Moni,” I grunt.
She pushes back, working it until she’s thrusting so hard that I’m worried she’ll tear.
“Easy, baby, easy.”
“Boy, if you don’t fuck this ass like you own it, I know something! Get in this ass, Nitro!” she shouts.
Shit!
I grab her hips and push her forward once more, pumping and thrusting and losing my fucking mind until all I see are black dots. She’s all mine.
18 – MONI (1 Year Later)
The music is loud,the night is dark, and the heat oppressive. We spent the earlier part of the day with my sister, Tiff and his brother, Ryan. She was by his side throughout his recovery, and it took almost three months before they finally admitted their feelings for each other.
They make a good couple, but like I do with Nitro, she worries about Ryan and his career choice. I know she’ll always worry about him when he’s late coming home, if she hears of news reports of an officer-involved shooting or if he doesn’t text or call when he says he will.
I know because it’s the same worry I have with being with Nitro. I’ve made peace with it because being with him is better than being without him.
After being involved with him for a year, I know that he lives on the edge of darkness and danger, but I also know that he has a good heart and never takes a life unnecessarily.
As involved in the MC’s business as he is, he spends most of his days at his gun center, being the businessman he set out to be before his parents’ deaths. I’ve also learned that most MC brothers are good men looking out for their own.
They were there for me when my life was on the line, so I can never see them as anything less than who they are. Good men with hearts of steel willing to do whatever it takes to protect those they love.
I lost my mother and brothers due to gang violence, but I also know that every man is different. So, I no longer jump to conclusions about groups of people; instead, I judge them individually.
