Page 40 of Mister Artist

“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, Icleaned 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 happenedwith 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 sisterbutyou. 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 Icould make Malorie fall in love with me all over again. Finally… it was our time.

29

Malorie

The Next Morning

Because I wasn’t expectinganyone, I quickly made my way to my door as someone knocked after putting on my robe. I was in the middle of getting ready for work when the unexpected visitor arrived. When I opened the door and saw Neko standing behind it, I couldn’t stop the smile that spread my lips. Yesterday was… interesting to say the least. All day, even during our meeting, I was trying my hardest to push his buttons. It worked, but when we didn’t go all the way, I felt like he was a lost cause.

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