Page 35 of Same Girl
“What’s wrong, Fyve?”
I dragged my hand over my head. “I don’t know. I’m just not sure that’s a good idea.”
“Nigga, I know that you’re not worried about what other people are saying. You’ve never been concerned with opinions before or what others thought. You’ve always been chill as hell.”
“Chosen, don’t start that shit with me. It’s gonna take some getting used to. You can’t tell me you’re just okay with shit and it comes easily to you.”
“Actually, I thought that it would come easily to you. I mean, after all, you’re the one who’s had the most exposure to non-traditional relationships,” he countered.
“You’re right, I have. I’m not saying that I can’t get with it, but it’s going to take some adjusting.”
Mya grabbed some wipes that were included with our meal and wiped her hands. She crawled over to me, giving Chosen a nice view of her ass before she climbed on me and straddled me. My back was to the couch, and she faced me.
Chosen was still eating but watching us. There was no discomfort or anything in him like it would have been in me had she approached him first. I hated that I wasn’t confident in her love for me the way that he was. I knew it was because he had proposed, and she had accepted. That always bothered me at the back of my mind. Did she love him more?
I reached for a pack of wipes and cleaned my hands before I wrapped them around her back. She kissed my lips, and hers were still greasy from the barbeque. I opened my mouth to hers, welcoming the tangy, savory taste on her tongue.
“What are you so worried about, baby?”
“I still have qualms about Chosen’s marriage proposal and your acceptance of it.”
“Does that make you feel as if he and I are closer than you and I are?”
I nodded.
“It shouldn’t. There are certain parts of me that I shared with you that I did not share with him and vice versa. It may be hard to believe, Fyve, but I love you both equally. You have equal stakes of my heart, and while there may be times when I seem closer to him, there are also times where I will seem closer to you. It’s the natural state of things. There may be times when I feel the two of you are closer and holding out on something from me.”
She brushed her lips against mine again. My hands slid underneath the tank top she wore before I removed it, freeing her breasts. She pressed them against me.
“I want this, Mya, I do. I want all three of us to be happy and settled, but that doesn’t mean that it will always be easy.”
“Fyve, relationships aren’t easy, dawg. So you can only imagine that us sharing her will definitely have its trials and tribulations. It’s more important for the three of us to have open communication than in a traditional relationship. There has to be trust and transparency if we’re going to make this work. We’ve been homies for years now. I would never do anything to jeopardize your position in Mya’s life, and I trust you the same way. If it makes you feel better, I can take back my ring and proposal.”
Her luminous eyes stared at me, but I was looking over her head at my boy. There wasn’t an ounce of duplicity in him. His words were genuine, and I knew his heart was sincere. That was just the type of nigga that Chosen was.
“I know it, dawg.”
“It’s gonna take some time for you to get that closeness that you need to feel here,” he stated, thumping his fist against his chest. “But that’s because you didn’t have as much time in with her as I did. That long-distance relationship was difficult to work through, but you did it. And if you could do that, then you can do this.”
He was right. Chosen had time with her every week for two to three nights out of the week while I was away. How she managed to handle the two of us, I would never know, but she did that shit for a year. Had it not been for Smoke, I didn’t know when we would have figured it out.
I lowered my head and took her breast in my mouth. Mya’s head dipped back, and her long hair swept against my thighs.
“Make me feel good, daddy.” She purred.
My hand slid underneath and in her shorts to graze her wet pussy. It was hot and inviting. I slid my fingers inside and worked her over. She gyrated effortlessly, locking her hands on my shoulders as she moaned her pleasure.
“I need to feel you inside of me,” she begged.
We had all been tested together a couple of weeks ago and shared our test results with each other. None of us were with anyone else, and we decided to have non-barrier sex. I reached inside of my sweats and freed my dick as Mya lifted, shifting her panties and shorts aside. She sank on my erection and rode me hard, rolling her body forth in undulating waves.
“Chosen, let me taste you, daddy.”
He set his water bottle aside, stood, and took his pants off. Sauntering toward us, he looked at me, and I nodded, giving him the okay that I was cool. Mya grabbed his dick with her tiny hands, turned her head sideways, and sucked him hard and deep while keeping her eyes on me.
“Fuck, li’l mama. You look so damn good with your mouth filled with dick.”
“Mmm.” She moaned as I fingered her button while squeezing her nipple with my other hand.
