Theirs

Chapter 11 #3

“Yeah. I get that.” She looked back at the mirror.

“What about you?”

“I think so. I’d be happy with just one or two. I mean, I love having a brother, so I think it would be cool to have that with my kids, but I’d never have more than that.”

“I feel you.” I grabbed Selle’s lighter off her bed, tossed it into the air, and caught it. We sat in silence for a little bit. “I’d give you kids if you wanted them with me, Selle,” I said quietly.

“If you don’t want kids, I’d never ask you to have them.”

“You wouldn’t have to ask me to do shit. I’d just do it because I want to.”

“Then, you do want kids?” Jiselle laughed.

“Nah. I just want to give you whatever you want out of this life.” I exhaled and sat up.

“Stop trying to make me fuck you, Stone.” Jiselle rolled her eyes with a little laugh.

I didn’t laugh with her this time.

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what? Want to fuck you?”

“Nah. Pivot when you want to be real about your feelings. Any time me or Kiano say some shit that gets to you a little bit, you jump to sex like that’s going to distract us from being in love with you. Why do you do that?”

Selle paused. She set her makeup brush down and tilted her head as she looked at me in the mirror. She sighed and turned to face me.

“I guess I just feel like men tell women a lot of shit when they want something from them.” She shrugged.

“So you think you’re going to fuck us into not liking you anymore?”

“I think there’s a good chance you’re going to get bored now that you’ve gotten what you want. And the sooner you cut your losses, the better.”

“Word?” I scooted to the edge of her bed, grabbed her chair, and yanked it toward me.

“Come here.” I grabbed her hands and pulled her in.

I spread my legs to house her between them and set my hands on her waist. “I don’t just want to be fucking on you and I don’t want you to ever feel like you have to shut down or hide how you’re feeling.

This ain’t that. I don’t ever want you to think it is.

You think I’m sacrificing my sleep and bringing you to my crib where my entire family lays their heads because I want some pussy?

That you’ve already given me?” I pulled her in closer. “Huh?”

“Less when your hands are on me and you’re looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” I blinked up at her.

“Like that.” She forced a little laugh and looked off.

“Don’t look over there. Look at me. I’m talking to you.” I grabbed her chin and turned her head back. “I’m not playing around with nobody when it comes to how I feel about you, you included. Don’t try to play with me like I’m one of them weird ass niggas just trying to take you home after the bar.”

She exhaled. “Okay.”

“Now look me in my face and tell me what I look at you like.”

“Like…” She paused while she carefully searched for the words.

“Like I’m in love with you?” I offered.

She cut her eyes at me. “Stone—”

I cut her off. “Jiselle, don’t do that. You’re not fucking stupid. You knew you had me wrapped around your finger before you ever took me home. You knew where shit was going the night you asked me to get breakfast after the bar.”

“I didn’t know anything actually.” She threw her arms around my neck and I scooted back on the bed so she could straddle me. “I had an idea but nothing is set in stone.”

“That was clever.”

“Thank you.” She giggled and leaned in. I turned my head and she gasped. “Did you just avoid my kiss, Stone?”

“Yeah. I’m trying to have a real ass conversation with you and you deflecting and shit. Don’t do that.” I gripped her ass and looked into her pretty ass face. I licked my lips. “Come on, Selle. Don’t be like that. For real. Tell daddy what he wants to hear.”

“I’m kind of obsessed with you too?” she offered.

“And what else?”

“And I love how you fuck me.”

“And what else?”

“And I guess I do want to give you a chance at this whole dating thing but it’s actually pretty scary giving up that kind of control.”

“What control am I asking you to give up?”

“Well, obviously you’re your own person, so I’d definitely be giving you an opening to hurt me.”

“And you think I’d do that?”

“No. I actually don’t and that’s the scary part.” She sighed. “I don’t want to be blindsided eighteen years from now like my mom was. Or like your brother’s mom was.”

“You’re not your mom or mine or Elijah’s and I’m damn sure not either of our fathers.” I kissed her softly. “You want to know what I think you should do?”

“Give you my heart and trust you to not be a fucking idiot?”

“That’s right, and ay, you’ve got insurance. Because if I fuck you over, Kiano will defend your honor, and if that nigga plays with you, off with his mothafuckin’ head.”

“That’s actually kind of reassuring,” she admitted.

I chuckled and she kissed me again. I let my hands spread across her back.

“See.”

“What I see is that you and Kiano have apparently unionized against me.”

“Yeah. You like it?”

“Yeah,” she admitted and kissed me again.

She slid her tongue against mine and wrapped my arms around her body to hold her to me while we kissed.

“Good,” I mumbled against her mouth. “We can have it all if we want,” I said.

“Yeah?” She nudged my head with her face and kissed my jaw then the side of my throat.

“Mhm.” I smacked her ass. “Now, get up and get ready for your date.”

“I don’t want to get ready for my date. I want you to fuck me.” She spoke into my ear then bit my earlobe and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“Jiselle—”

She cut me off. “You said I could have whatever I want.” She pushed my chest and I lay back on the bed. “Were you lying to me already, Stone?”

“Nah.” I ran my hands up the front of her body and she yanked her T-shirt over her head.

I reached down to unbutton my pants and Selle lifted slightly to help with the zipper and shifted them down just enough for my straining erection to be freed.

There wasn’t a sweet, cute lead up or none of that shit. She leaned forward to kiss me with her hand on my dick, lined me up with her entrance, and slid down until she hit the base and gasped.

I ran my hands up and down her bare back while we kissed and Selle slowly moved up and down my dick.

“How are you so fucking sweet?” I asked quietly and she giggled lightly.

“I’m just a little soft around you.”

“Mm.”

She laid her head on my shoulder and held my face with one hand.

We stared into each other’s eyes as she rocked her hips.

I did my best to stay in the moment, not thinking about how I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her while she made love to my dick like she finally understood we were meant to be together.

We were cupping each other’s faces when she came and I followed her over the cliff, both fighting to keep our eyes open to watch as we came together.

As soon as her pussy stopped pulsing around me, I kissed all along her face then held her to me until she sat up and placed her hands on my chest.

I laid my hands on hers and damn near lost my breath when she rode me again.

As much as I wanted to look at her sexy body, I wanted to stare into her eyes more.

We held each other’s gazes while she took what she wanted from me.

I gritted my teeth and let her do whatever she needed to get another orgasm, varying between riding me and just grinding to stimulate her clit against my body.

When she came the second time, her head fell backwards and the sweetest fucking moan escaped her mouth. I sat up immediately to grab her face in both hands and tongue her down.

It took us several more minutes to pull ourselves apart, and when we did, Jiselle collapsed onto the bed beside me. I looked at her and shook my head because I wore the stupidest fucking grin.

“So,” she said after a beat. “You love me then, huh?”

“You already knew that though.”

“But I want to hear you say it.”

“I love you, Jiselle.” I leaned over, kissed her, and bit her bottom lip. She hissed through her teeth and I pecked her again. “Now get up and get ready for your date.”

“Okay.” She grabbed the back of my neck before I could pull back and kissed me again.

Then she got up and I trailed her to the shower. We cleaned ourselves up then went back to our original positions. Jiselle curled her hair then put in rollers she kept in until she was practically walking out the door. I kept my hands to myself while she did her makeup.

Once she was done, she took her dress bag, headed into her closet, and shut the door behind herself.

I took the opportunity to call Drake.

“What’s up?” he answered.

“What’s up? You at home?”

“Yeah. Morocco ended up getting off tonight and Leann was already off. I’m keeping Junie so they can have a date night and some mo’ shit.”

“They paying you?”

“Nah. I told ’em to keep it.”

“Good looking out.” I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. “How’s that going? You need me to hurry home?”

“Nah. I got her. She’s chilling.”

“What about Joss and Xy?”

“They’re good too. Leann threw some chicken in the pressure cooker before she left so I didn’t even have to worry about dinner. Everything is going good so far.”

“A’ight. If you need me, call me.”

“A’ight.” He paused for a beat. “You at the woman’s crib?”

“What woman?”

“The one Xy said was over here, all pretty and shit.”

“I’m glad I found out early in to never do a crime with that nigga,” I grumbled. “But yeah, I’m with her. I should be home before work tonight though. That doesn’t mean to not call if you need me.”

“If I need you, I’ll call you. I promise.”

“A’ight.”

I paused and my head slowly turned toward Selle’s closet when the door crept open and she walked out.

I whistled at the sight of her and she giggled as she walked out further. She’d decided on a sleeveless, mint green dress, paired with black shoes, a necklace, and earrings.

“What do you think?” She did a slow spin.

“I think you look beautiful.”

“Are you just saying that because you’re in love with me?” Selle closed her closet and looked at her reflection.

“Nah. You’re gorgeous and the dress looks amazing against your skin.”

“Thank you.” She exhaled and looked at the time. “Can you help me take these rollers out now?”

“Yeah. Come on.” I tapped my knee and she walked over and plopped down.

I started taking the curls out softly. I focused on the back while she did the front. By the time we finished, she was only ten minutes ahead of the time Kiano said he would be here to pick Selle up.

In the meantime, she did quick touch ups of her makeup and fluffed her curls.

Kiano was exactly on time. Selle was not.

I got the door for her anyway.

“What’s up?” I dapped Kiano.

“What’s up?

“Selle is almost ready. She was just grabbing her purse.”

“I’m ready,” she sang as she dashed out of her bedroom.

Kiano’s eyes widened as he took her in. He shifted on his feet and cleared his throat. I grinned like the fucking Cheshire cat.

I hit him on his back and squeezed his shoulder.

“Tell her she looks beautiful,” I suggested.

“Jiselle, you look… fucking beautiful,” Kiano said.

“Thank you.” She closed the space between us.

She kissed and hugged him then gestured for us to lead the way out of her place.

She placed a quick kiss on my lips before we parted ways and I headed straight home, where I took a shower and collapsed into my bed for a nap.

That night, when I got to the club, I dapped the other security guards on my way inside and my eyes automatically drifted to the bar. It was almost jarring realizing Jiselle wasn’t in her usual spot and wouldn’t be coming in tonight.

I exhaled, shook my head and locked in though. I had a job to do, and honestly, my baby was in good hands.