Chapter 24 #3
“Make me slap the fuck out of you,” I barked at Will sitting up in my seat. “Call my daughter that baby again bitch ass nigga. And to answer you hell nah I can’t just take care of Zuriyah. Ima be with Yanna too. Goofy ass nigga.”
“Well then fuck you Niko,” Will stood up and I stood up too. I be damned if a nigga snuck me.
“Hold on now. Y’all not finna fight over this. Will you need to stop this childish nonsense.” Our dad said as he handed Zuriyah over to Mrs. Connie then standing up too.
“I’m not fighting. I’m finna leave. I don’t have time for fake ass family.” Will said scowling at my dad and me.
“Don’t make me fuck you up. You know I don’t play with that disrespectful shit.” Our dad said, stepping towards Will and I had to step back.
“My bad pops. I’m finna leave if that’s okay with you.” Will sarcastically said, throwing his hand up in mock surrender.
“Go head,” Our dad replied through clenched teeth. He was pissed.
Will grimaced then turned on his heels storming inside the house.
“That boy gin’ make me go side his head,” My dad grumbled as he sat back down talking Zuriyah from Mrs. Connie. “You might as well sit down I wanna spend time with my grand baby.”
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A Few Hours Later
Zuriyah was knocked out after we spent the last couple of hours kicking it with my dad.
After Will stormed out I half expected my dad to tell me to do the right thing to save my relationship with my brother but he didn’t say anything too out the way.
He said Will would have to get over it or be mad he really didn’t care.
As long as he got to see Zuriyah, that’s what my dad was more concerned with.
Like I said before I wasn’t beefing with Will as long as he didn’t get disrespectful he could stay in his feelings for all I cared,
Yanna had texted me telling me she was home an hour ago. I can’t lie one of the reasons I loved having Yanna living in the same house as me, she loved to cook. Walking in my house and the smell of food being cooked hit my nose. My stomach instantly growled, as I headed towards the kitchen.
“Booyyy,” I heard Yanna’s flirty voice before I could see her face.
“I’m not finna play with you. We not linking up no time soon but you cool to talk to or whatever.
” She continued to talk, I saw her phone on the counter behind her which meant she had her head phones in.
Yanna was facing the stove as she cooked with her back to the door.
She pranced around the kitchen her tiny pink booty shorts and sports bra, oblivious to the fact that I was standing in the doorway.
Yanna was carrying on without a care in the world.
I couldn’t believe her ass was bold enough to talk to another nigga in my house.
She placed the fork she was using to flip the food down, her hand flew to her hip as she poked it out smacking her lips.
“If I FaceTime you it won't be long. I look a mess,” Yanna said patting her silk pink bonnet.
Listening to Yanna carry on with another nigga had me ready to lose my shit.
Slipping back out of the kitchen just as quiet as I came in.
I carried Zuriyah to her room, removing her from her car seat, gently placing her in her crib.
I made sure she sleep before I tiptoed outta her room.
Back to the kitchen. Yanna was still carrying on the phone without a care in the world.
This broad was really out of her fucking mind thinking what she was doing was okay.
Yanna had me tight as I watched her smile into the phone show all thirty-two of her teeth.
She’d moved away from the stove, she had her phone propped up as she leaned over the kitchen counter.
I creeped behind Yanna, she stood up laughing at something that nigga said then bent back over poking her ass out.
Yanna clearly needed to be reminded what it is was between us and I was just the nigga to remind her.
I didn’t care I would meet Yanna every time when it came to checking her bullshit.
She wasn’t fucking with any other niggas besides me and it had nothing to do with Zuriyah either.
I wanted Yanna to myself the way she had me feeling it was only right we made our shit official.
I had my reservations but I knew myself, I wouldn’t let Yanna deal with anybody outside of me.
I wasn’t that selfish of a nigga, I couldn’t see myself dictating what she did while I was fucking off.
I’d done that already, and now I wanted to do stuff differently.
Like my dad said we were family so it only made sense that we became a family, forreal.
I stepped behind Yanna,she was still clueless, I placed one hand on her lower back and my other hand pulled her shorts to the side, reveal her pretty brown pussy lips.
I’d already pulled my dick from my pants.
Yanna looked back at me with wild eyes. Her hand had knocked her phone flat on the counter so I couldn’t see the nigga’s face but I didn’t need to see his face for what I had planned.
”What are you doing Niko?” She hissed, as I rubbed my dick up and down her folds teasing her. I could feel her juices slowly started to leak from her pussy.
“Who the fuck you on the phone with?” I bitterly asked.
“Nnobody.” She stuttered nervously.
Now that I was closer I could hear the nigga yelling asking if she was okay.
”Answer him.” I hissed out. I almost got lost in the mess I was creating between us. Yanna's pussy was soaked at this point. Her pussy had leaked all over my hands and dick. It was taking all my restraint not to stick my dick inside of her.
Yanna looked back at me nervously but the glare in my eyes gave her the push she needed. She knew he fucked up.
“Uhhh, Kaaane. I’m okay.” Yanna weakly hid her moans. Her little nigga asked who I was.
“Tell the nigga who I am.” I demanded placing my dick at her enterance , only leaving the head of my dick in her.
“Nikooo,” Yanna moaned making her ass bounce and her greedy pussy pull me deeper into her.
”Let him know Yanna. Tell him he can’t have none of this good ass pussy. This pussy is only for me.” I groaned, enjoying the feeling of her pussy slowly engulfing my dick.
“Ssss ummm, Kane you can’t get any of this pussy. It’s for Nikoooo onleee. Shiiit rigght there,” Yanna’s freaky ass said forgetting about the nigga on the phone as soon as I started fucking her. She snatched her ear bud out tossing in on the ground.
I pulled out of Yanna, then slammed back into her giving her a death stroke before I said.
“I’m finna fuck the shit outta you. Ima fuck you until you can’t walk straight, then you gon’ feed me, you gon’ suck this dick after that ima beat this pussy up all night cause you know you violated but it’s okay cause you gon’ learn tonight. ”
I meant every word I said too. By the time I was done with Yanna she wasn’t going to want to look in the direction of another nigga.