Page 41 of My Brother's Keeper
She started sobbing. I stroked her hair then raised her chin again.Stop crying. Stop. You’re strong baby. What do you want? Huh? What makes Alyse happy?
Dancing! Feeling free and being with you.
Then do it. You got me already; that has never been a question.I winked.
She giggled.What about my audition? I have no one to help me.
You don’t need anyone because you’ve got it. I believe in you.
Her eyes squinted. “What do you want?” she asked me, now talking.
Honestly?
“Yes.”
I want to go to school. I want to teach little ones like me, one with speech problems. Show them how to be confident and that they can have some normalcy, especially little Black boys.
“You should. I believe in you.”
I laughed.Nah, it’s just a dream.
She threw her hands up, “Why not make it a reality?”
I never thought about pushing myself enough to get into school. Since declining the offer, my focus had been on making sure Mison was straight, but knowing she believed in me felt different. Somehow her saying that made me feel like I couldreally do this shit. I lay my head on the headrest and my mind thought of all the possibilities.
The back of her hand ran down the side of my face. “Jalen,” she called out.
My head rolled to look at her. “Let’s do it again.”
“Da-d-d-do wh-what?”
“Have sex.”
I laughed because it sounded white as hell. “Ra-r-r-r ride it da-da-then.”
She smiled. “You said it’s like dancing, right?”
I nodded.
I pushed the seat all the way back before I pulled my dick out of my sweats and let it stand at attention for her. I glanced down at my dick, then raised my brows to her. She climbed over the seat onto my lap. She lifted her dress, then raised her hips.
Slow. All you’re doing is dancing, baby.I signed.
She eased down slowly, and I closed my eyes. “Mmm,” I moaned.
At first, she was stiff, then she loosened up.
My god!I signed, my head shaking side to side.
Foreheads touching.This time, when she kissed me, it was a bit nastier than before. I gripped the small of her back using my hand as a guide. Alyse’s body roll was crazy. Her pussy was super tight and wet. I knew that I wasn’t letting another nigga have her. Shit, since the day I met her, I knew she would be mine, but now that shit was official.
Monfua put us on game about the Zoo Baby shit, and Alyse was definitely getting that paddle work. I hope she was ready because this shit we were doing was light work.
I rushed to the bathroom, throwing up nothing. It had been three days since I’ve eaten, three days since I’ve slept, and three days since I’ve seen my brothers. My body ached so fucking bad I was ready to end it all. Maybe just a sip of something to get the edge off. I crawled out of the bathroom, using the wall to try to stand. My walk back toward the living room ached each time I lifted my foot to move forward.“Argh!”I screamed.
As soon as I made it to the couch, I heard my front door open, and I hoped it was Symph coming in with something to help with the pain, but to my surprise, it was the crew. “I don’t want y’all seeing me like this, leave!” I grumbled.
Sash came over, hugging me. “I love you, Mali. We’re here for you. This has been a long time coming.”
