Page 5 of Intercept My Heart

“No teeth, do you understand me? If you scrape my shit, I’m sending your ass out of my house.” Navy nodded with her mouth open in anticipation. Wasting no time, I slid right between those juicy lips of hers. It took a few seconds for her to get the hangof things, but I was impressed with her improvements. The competitive side of her kicked in, and baby girl wasn’t trying to lose. I respected her dedication, although it made me question her loyalty to her friend.

Drool dripped down her chin, and as much as I didn’t want to moan, she brought it out of me. Her pretty, manicured hands gripped the base of my dick as she deep throated me.

“Shit.” I groaned with my hand on the top of her head. Clearly, I’d underestimated baby girl, and she came to prove a point.

My toes were curling, and it would only be a matter of time before I blasted off. What we were doing was dead ass wrong, but I wouldn’t lie and say the thought of being caught didn’t create a new level of excitement. Navy’s moans vibrated against my shaft as I pumped into her mouth. My stomach began to tighten, and I welcomed the oncoming nut I was about to bust. My head fell back as I continued to tap against her tonsils until I exploded down her throat.

“Whew, shit.” I grunted. Navy’s freaky ass continued to suck on the tip, even though it was sensitive to the touch. I swear I thought I was seeing stars, but I quickly came to my senses when I remembered where we were. Removing myself from her warm mouth, I stuffed my dick back into my shorts before washing my hands and walking right out of the bathroom like nothing ever happened.

“What took you so long, baby?”

“My fault. Those hot wings ran right through me.” I lied without even blinking an eye. Moments later, Navy returned with a frown on her face. I eyed her curiously as I wondered if she was about to blow up my spot. I wouldn’t have been too upset about it. However, I didn’t want anything popping off over here. Tootie had a bunch of expensive items here that I didn’t want to have to replace.

“What’s wrong, best friend?” Brielle probed.

“Nothing. I-I’m cramping. I think I’m gonna head home,” Navy blurted out with her arms folded across her chest.

“Oh, no. Do you want me to walk you home?” I could tell that Brielle was only offering to be nice, because we both knew she wanted to stay here with me.

“No, that’s okay. I’ll hit you up tomorrow if I’m feeling up to it.”

“Okay, boo. I’ll text you tonight to check on you.” Brielle stood to give her a hug, then reclaimed her spot next to me. Navy turned to walk out, and I took a deep breath. As fun as it may have been, I didn’t see how men juggled more than one girl at a time.

The moment Navy walked out of the house, my phone started going off again. This time, I finally decided to take a peek to see what was going on.

Navy04:

Give me another chance.

That was the DM she sent earlier, then I scrolled down to see the others.

Navy04:

What does she have that I don’t?

Did I do better this time? You were moaning so does that mean I did a better job than Bri?

Please don’t fuck her tonight. I can sneak back over when my parents go to bed. I promise I’m the better choice.

Please

I shook my head before tossing my phone onto the sofa. Shorty didn’t know how to play it cool, and I couldn’t have that. Girls like her were quick to blow your cover out of envy and jealousy. I still didn’t understand why she wanted the man her best friend was already messing around with. However, I was smart enough to know that I needed to leave her alone.

I tried to put the interaction with Navy behind me as we continued to enjoy the night. We played a few games, and eventually, Dre and Nadia went to my Tootie’s room together. I made sure to let them know they couldn’t use my shit.

After the night ended, we still had a bunch of pizza and wings left, so I packed them up and passed them on to Drake.

“What am I gonna do with all of this food?” He chuckled as he balanced the boxes in his hand.

“Give it to your 'pretend' sister. I know your parents like to lock up the fridge at night. She might appreciate it.” Drake stared at me momentarily, and it seemed like he was trying to figure out how to take what I said. While I’d never spoken about it, I’d noticed the locks and chains on the fridge and cupboards at night when I’d gone over there. It was odd to me, but I tried my best to mind my business until a few months ago when I noticed Charae searching through the garbage for the leftovers Drake and I had thrown away.

I didn’t want to believe it at first, but things began to make sense when I caught Ms. Vera yelling at her like she was her worst enemy. Drake seemed to be oblivious to what was taking place in their home, and I wasn’t sure if it was because he truly was unaware or he chose to ignore it. Either way, I recently started leaving food whenever I went over there. I never spoke to Charae about it, but I would see her sneaking to throw the food wrappers away. To be honest, it was one of the only reasons I still went over there. I wasn’t able to do much about the situation, but I did what I could at the moment. I told myself Iwould approach her and have a real conversation, but I hadn’t worked up the nerve to do so.

“Oh, umm, yes. That’s a good idea. I’m sure she didn’t eat much of my mom’s nasty ass meatloaf.” His laugh was forced this time, but I brushed it off. Maybe I was in denial, but I refused to believe my friend knew about his parents mistreating her and hadn’t stepped up to do anything.

“Alright, bet. I’ll probably be inside recovering tomorrow, but if you want to do something later, let me know.” We dapped hands as everyone filed out of the house.

For some reason, Brielle lingered, but I wasn’t sure why. There was no way I would be allowing her to spend the night with me, so she needed to take her ass home.

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