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We hurried off of each other, scrambling to put our clothes back on. Dee was banging on the door, because by some grace of God, I'd locked the top lock, which he didn't have the key to. Brandy ran into the back while I opened the door.
"What you got the door locked for? You getting some, finally?"
He laughed as he stumbled through the door, lit.
"Man, that party was cra-zy. You should've been there. Bitches everywhere. Liquor everywhere. Weed everywhere. Anything you wanted."
He fell onto the couch right where I'd just been fucking his girl. I had to look away as shame punched me in the gut. How had I lost control like that? How had it been so easy to betray my nigga, when I was the type to always be preaching loyalty?
"What you so quiet for?" Dee asked just as Brandy came from the back. The way his eyes widened when he saw her, I knew his high was instantly gone.
"So that's where you went? To a party?" she demanded. "I'm out here with your son looking for you and you're sneaking off to parties?"
Her voice was trembling, her eyes wet again. I wanted to pull her into my arms.
"What you doing here?" Dee asked.
"I've done nothing but be a good woman to you. I've loved you despite the disrespect, and this is what you do. Keep repeating the same bullshit over and over."
"Baby--"
"I'm leaving you."
"What?!"
"You heard me! I'm tired of this shit!"
She broke down then, both of us stepping forward to comfort her. I stopped myself, remembering eskort taksim I wasn't her man. He was.
Dee wrapped his arms around her. She pushed him away, cursed him, tried to fight him. He held her tight, yelled for her to stop, to calm down. She crumbled to her knees, sobbing. He shushing her, reassuring her that he loved her and cherished her and he was so, so sorry. He took her to the couch, kissing her face, telling her he was going to do better. It was like watching a rerun that had been playing for years.
That bitterness I always felt while watching them reconcile was multiplied tonight as I remembered me and her in our intimate moment.
I went into my room, not able to stomach the sight of her on his lap, his hand going up and down her body. I laid on the floor, looked at the ceiling. I fell asleep thinking no girl had felt the way she did, would ever feel the way she did.
***
I moaned as I came awake, my hips lifting off the floor. I didn't realize until sleep receded that I wasn't dreaming. I looked down to find Brandy there with my dick in her mouth. Shit felt so heavenly that I almost forgot--
"Wait, wait," I pleaded.
"Why?"
"What about Dee?"
"He's passed out."
She took me all the way down her throat, making my head fall back. "Oh, shit."
"You like that?" she asked before doing it again.
"I love that. But, you gotta stop."
She straddled my lap, about to put me inside her. I grabbed her wrist.
"We can't do escort şişli this," I said. "Let's end it before it gets any further."
"Where was this energy when you were fucking me into your couch earlier?"
"I wasn't thinking. I am now. Imagine what would've happened if he caught us."
"Then I would've told him I found somebody better, who I want to be with."
That stopped me in my tracks. "That's the dick talking, Brandy. You don't want to be with me."
She rolled her eyes. "It's not just the dick. I've been feeling you for a long time. I never said anything because I was with Dee."
"You still with Dee."
"I'm going to end it. I can't take the disrespect anymore. The cheating, the lying."
"I lied to you too. I covered for him."
She heaved a breath, ran those pretty nails through my beard, over my face, giving me chills. "I know. You were trying to be a good friend."
"How you know I'm not going to be out here doing the same shit he's doing?"
"You're not like that."
"How you know?"
"Because I've known you as long as I've known Dee. You're not like that."
I paused for a minute to consider my thoughts. "Why you just now considering leaving him? You wasn't thinking nothing about that until I went up inside you."
She rolled her eyes again. "Like I said, it has nothing to do with that. I was thinking about it before. Tonight just solidified it. You made me remember I'm the shit."
She laughed quietly. I kissed her happy eskort beşiktaş lips, her tongue sliding in my mouth releasing some of my resistance.
"You are the shit. But we can't be together. That's still my boy."
"Do you want to be with me?"
My answer was automatic. "I do."
"Then let's do it in secret. I'll go live with my mama. Completely cut him off except from our son. Me and you will date. Not fuck buddies. Actual dating."
This was sounding good, especially with her lying here with me. The girl I'd been secretly fiending for for years telling me she was going to leave her man so we could be together had me feeling like I'd won in life. But I couldn't forget... She wasn't just a girl. She was a girl my boy was tied to. If I went anywhere near her, even with them broken up, I was losing a childhood friendship, and maybe my jaw. Dee had a mean left hook that was infamous for sending a nigga to the ER to get wires. He had his grimy moments, but he didn't deserve this level of betrayal.
"That's snake shit," I said, thinking aloud.
"I'm not trying to be a snake. I just want to be happy. With you."
I was thinking it over when she interrupted my thoughts by putting me inside her. She rode my dick nice and slow, rotating her hips in circular motions. I gripped her ass for dear life as I felt myself bout to cum that quick.
"Tell me it's mine," she moaned into my ear.?
I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her close as I lifted my hips to quicken the pace. She was biting into my shoulder to keep from screaming by time I bust.
Pulling out didn't cross my mind for a second. She belonged to me. Me and only me.
"It's yours," I sighed into her ear. "All yours."
"And you're mine. All mine."