12. Princeton Brentley #2
“I’m not trying to do anything.”
“Good. Because I just wanna stand here for a second to get my mind right, go take a nap, then I’m heading out with my brother.”
“Well, where y’all going?” I could tell she was trying to change the subject.
You know we celebrating his birthday. We heading to the strip club.”
“I thought he was in Costa Rica.”
“Long story.”
She was quiet for a second. “Well, do you mind if I come with y’all?”
I sighed. “Ain’t you just went out for Shonda’s birthday last night?”
“Well, yeah, but she wanted to turn up tonight too. We might head downtown for a little bit, but I can pop out with her, then come with y’all.”
“Nah.”
Her brows rose. “Nah?”
“I’m good, Pais…you ain’t gotta come.”
“Mmm.” She shifted her weight. “Well…I don’t want us beefing or having bad blood, Princeton.”
“We ain’t beefing.”
“It feel like we beefing.”
“Nah. It is what it is. You go have your fun, I’ma have mine…but like I said, this arrangement ain’t gon’ work.”
“I don’t like that you keep saying that.” She sighed.
“Chill, Paisley. I’m not saying I’m putting you and the kids out on the street.”
She crossed her arms.
“I’m saying you staying here ain’t gon’ work anymore. So even if I gotta get you a little apartment and set you and the kids up for a little while so I can have my own space back, then that’s what I’ll do.”
“I don’t need you to get me an apartment.”
“Cool.” I shrugged.
“I can get my own.”
“Even better,” I countered, and smirked because I could see it was pissing her off by how red her face was turning. She was embarrassed, but I didn’t give a fuck. She made the decision to do the shit she did.
She sucked her teeth. “See, now you being an asshole.”
“Aye… leave me the fuck alone before I get mad for real.”
“PB.”
“I told you I ain’t in the mood for this conversation.”
She let out a long sigh and uncrossed her arms, standing there a second longer like she had something else she wanted to say. Then she turned and walked off.
I shook my head and pulled my phone out.
Opened my brother’s thread.
ME: bruh tell me why Pais just had her other BD in my shit
Them three dots came up quick.
OZY: Nah you lyin bruh
ME: nah I wish I was. walked in and found that nigga in my bedroom. almost killed his ass
OZY: Yeah you def gone have to move her outta yo’ shit. She got too fucking comfortable
ME: Shit, I already know big bruh
Before heading to my room, I checked on Summer. She was singing, dancing, and jumping around to some group I couldn’t even name.
“Hey, Daddy!” she said breathlessly when she noticed me and ran over.
I picked her up, kissed her cheek, then tickled her until she was cracking up.
“You had a good day with Mommy?”
She nodded. “Yeah! We went to get toys, and we were supposed to go to the park with Mr. Rah, but I don’t think we’re going anymore.”
My jaw clenched for a second, but I smiled. “Nah, not today, but Daddy’ll take you sometime this week. Aight?”
She smiled wide. “Okay!”
I laughed when she danced away from me, then checked on Rah Junior, who was sleeping.
When I got to my room, I pulled my chain and watch off, kicked off my sneakers, put my gun on the nightstand, then changed into some ball shorts.
I laid back on top of my comforter with one arm behind my head and let out a long breath. Not even ten minutes later, there was a knock at my door.
“Come in!”
I figured it was Summer coming to ask for snacks or candy, but Paisley was standing there in her robe.
“Hey.” She said, tryna sound cute.
I stared at her. “What?”
She rolled her eyes and stepped inside. “Damn, I can’t come talk to you?”
“Nah, we just finished talking. Ain’t shit else to talk about.”
She closed the door behind her and locked it. That made me raise my brows.
Paisley leaned against the door, robe open slightly, matching bra-and-panties set underneath.
“I came to apologize.”
“You already did that.”
“I know, but… how long are you going to stay mad at me for?”
I shrugged. “Till I ain’t.”
She sucked her teeth. “You so damn irritating.”
“And yet, here you are.”
She walked over to my bed, biting down on her lip, then dropped her robe.
“Man, Pais, put your robe back on and go. I told you I was ‘bout to take a nap.”
She shook her head and climbed onto the bed, crawling over to me on her hands and knees.
“I really wasn’t trying to disrespect you…” She climbed on my lap, straddling me, and I ain’t even gonna lie. My dick immediately jumped. “Let me make it up to you.”
Her hands slid up my chest and landed on my neck. She knew I liked that shit, and she had on my favorite fragrance for her to wear. Shit I used to like way back when.
“I’m not about to fuck you, Paisley.”
She smiled. “That’s fine. You don’t have to do anything. Let me do all the work.”
She started grinding in my lap, then reached for my hands, placing them on her ass cheeks. Her ass was fatter than I remembered, and out of instinct, I cupped it right before my tongue slid out of my mouth to lick my lips. She was really making this shit hard for me.
Her eyes dropped between us. “Someone is excited.”
“I’m a man, and you naked, Pais.”
“Actually… I’m not naked yet.”
She reached behind her, and with one swift motion, she took her bra off and freed her titties, which also looked bigger than the last time I remembered them, and I had to fight the urge to suck on one of ’em.
“Move,” I said and tried to push her off of me, but she shook her head and put all her weight on me.
She reached in my basketball shorts and started rubbing on my dick.
I looked at her, and her lips pulled into a little smile.
“Don’t start.”
“Start what?”
“Whatever the fuck you came in here to start.”
She laughed softly, then climbed off my lap. She removed her panties and tossed them to the floor.
“Pais.”
“You really want me to leave?”
“You playing with fire right now,” I told her, but I sat up a little, taking my basketball shorts off, leaving me in my boxers.
Her eyes dropped to my dick before coming back up.
“I like fire.”
Then she did this little thing where she rolled her tongue. That shit was sexy as hell, and every reason I had not to fuck her went out the window.
That was all it took.
I reached for her, pulling her toward me until she landed against my chest. Her laugh barely got out before I kissed her. Shit we’d never done.
Paisley kissed me back like she had been wanting to for years, and no cap, she wasn’t a bad kisser.
Her hands slid up around my neck while mine settled at her waist.
I should’ve stopped right there. Probably would’ve been the smartest thing I could’ve done all fucking day. But…I didn’t.
She laid back with me on top of her then reached between us, fondling my dick, and pulled it out through the hole in my boxers. It sprang out, standing at attention, as she scooted down a little so that I was now poking at her hole.
I reached down between us and slipped two fingers inside. She was wet as hell, so they went in with no problem. I then pulled back from the kiss. We were both breathing heavily, and without any type of hesitation, I slid in, and her mouth immediately made a capital O shape.
“Shit,” I mumbled, pushing inside of her slowly until I completely filled her up.
Before I knew it, about five minutes had passed by. I was easing in and out, in and out. She was moaning like crazy, scratching at my back, making sexy faces.
Harder, faster, deeper.
She was screaming so loud I had to place my hand over her mouth.
I pulled out, and she looked like she was about to cry until I flipped her over.
She got on all fours, and I smacked her ass, making her moan right before I slid back inside of her.
I gripped her hair, and she looked back at me, biting her lip as I started digging in her shit.
All that could be heard was smacking, macaroni, moaning, groaning and more smacking.
When I let her hair go, I held on tight to her hips and fucked her until she creamed, screaming my name.
I pulled out and nutted on her thigh then we both fell out tired as shit.
“Mmm,” she said lazily. “I’ma need that more often.”
I ignored her ass and ended up falling asleep.