Page 27 of Not A Homie, Lover Or Friend
I grabbed a towel and lathered it up with soap as I continued to gaze at her. My hand took hers as I allowed the soapy towel to wash her body. I started with her long legs and worked my way up slowly. So slow that not only did her pussy meow at me, but a purr fell from her lips. As my wrist formed a circular motion between her inner thighs, the feeling of her trembling legs made me grin. “Relax,” I whispered.
Circle, circle.
The soapy towel had now reached her center. Her pussy was perfect. Hairless, chocolate with no imperfections. The towel fell, but my hand kept moving as I caressed her pussy.
Circle, circle.
I let my finger travel down her pussy lips as we stared at each other. Her legs eased open a bit more. “Ooo, Fua,” she moaned.
Up, then down.
I eased her lips open as my head slowly tilted to the side. There it was, the pearl that had been hiding behind the mask. I let my fingertip flick at it before I blew a slowly steady breath against it. The way that muhfucka thumped, I knew Sukalati was almost ready.
Her hand landed on my head as she caressed my scalp. “I want to, but not yet, Sukalati,” I muttered.
As I slowly stood to look at her face, it was flushed, her mouth slightly parted, and her breathing was loud. A smile eased on my face. By the time she had entirely focused on me, I winked. “Almost time.”
I slowly backed out of the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Did I want to fuck her, absolutely, but it wasn’t the time. Lakia and I had some things to sort out, and depending on that, I would decide whether we would share a moment of intimacy.
HARVEY
When I pulled up into Chevy’s driveway, I glanced over, staring at the trees that separated his house from my house. I killed the ignition, leaving me and the rain to sob together. I blew out a sharp breath and got out. I ran over to the door when it opened. “Get in here!” Chevy gritted.
I couldn’t step into the house all the way before he started asking questions while holding one of his sons in his arms. I didn’t know where to start because I didn’t want to sound like I was overreacting. He paced back and forth in front of me, “Earth to Harvey Jhene Brooklyn, I know you hear me.”
“June Calloway!” I shot back.
He stopped pacing and cut his eyes at me. “You better give me a reason not to nut the fuck up.”
I walked further inside the house. I spun to face him, and Zaria was standing on the steps. “Because you have our son in your arms, that’s why. Be easy on her baby. Are you ok, Harvey?”
Chevy pointed between us. “Oh, so this is some type of woman secrecy shit?” he paused. “What the fuck happened?”
Honestly, I wanted to gather my thoughts before I broke down and started to cry. That would only make the situation worse. Chevy stepped closer and lifted my chin, “Are you ok? You know we don’t lower our chins for no fucking body.”
I hugged him. I hugged Chevy so tight and broke. “It’s me!” I sobbed. “His sister doesn’t like me because of what happened with Zu. I’m never going to live it down.” I cried.
“Z,” Chevy called out. “Fuck her. Lakia, doesn’t determine your relationship. Man, what did that nigga do?”
“He has to choose. She wants him to choose, and I know Myles can’t. I-I would never make him choose between me and his family. Chevy, I can’t. You know how long I’ve longed for a family, and I could only imagine. I just wanted to make it easy for him.”
I felt Zaria’s hand on my back, “Oh, Harvey. You do have family, you have us. Yes, it may be hard for him to do that, but you need to trust your man enough to know that your love is strong enough to withstand the trials. We all go through the motions. I don’t doubt that Myles loves you any less because his family is around.”
I pulled away. “It’s not that I think he doesn’t loves me, because I know he does. However, he doesn’t receive the backlash I get for being with him. Ok, so I fucked up, does that make me a bad person?”
“Fuck!”Chevy shouted. “Harvey, we are family. Since we were kids, I told you. No, I promised you I would always protect you. I meant that shit. However, I need you to act like you know who the fuck you are. Nobody is perfect. You made your choice by choosing Foe. Whatever comes with that, you have to be able to hold your own. You both knew being together was going to come with the bullshit. So, what, you ready to run? You’re not a fucking track star.”
I knew they were trying, but what they didn’t understand was that I wasn’t Chevy. I wasn’t as strong as he was when it came to getting over how my family had abandoned me. I’ve longed for it so much that I hoped Myles’ family would accept me. When growing up, it’s all I wanted, but the closest I had gotten to it was Chevy. He was my brother. I didn’t want Myles to feel how I felt because those days when you want to call your mom or sibling but can’t, can be lonely.
I wiped the tears from my face as I glanced at Chevy. He knew how I was feeling, and he also knew it didn’t matter what he said;it wouldn’t change my feelings. He handed the baby to Zaria as he came closer to me. “So, what are you saying? You and Foe are done?”
I shrugged. “Maybe.”
That’s when I heard a knock at the door. “Ayo Chev, let me in. I just want to talk to her,” Myles said on the other side of the door.
Chevy looked at me, then at Zaria. “Man fuck,” he paused. “I know what that nigga is feeling. When you love someone and they walk away, it’s like a part of your soul is taken too.”
Chevy walked toward the door. “I’m not ready to see him yet,” I told Chevy.
