Chapter 62
FOE
I puffed on my blunt as my body began to relax.
I thought about all the bullshit that transpired and how my mom really fucked my birthday.
Then I began to think about all that Harvey had gone through to make my night special.
I didn’t want to harp on the shit and decided to put it in the back of my mind until tomorrow.
The more I sucked in smoke and blew it out, the higher I became.
Flex invaded my mind a little. Seeing her come out on that stage looking good as fuck with that shiesty on had a nigga on his toes.
However, it wasn’t only that which turned me on, it was also Harvey.
She’s the one who set up the play. The way she came onto that stage, stepping into her boss shit, I knew right then that I was never going to give her up.
Whatever she wanted, she could have. She never had to worry about another bitch because there was no comparison. If Harvey wanted to be greedy, she could. A nigga would give up his guns for her. Niggas knew my guns were my fucking life, but for her, it was no question.
I picked up the liquor bottle and took a few swigs.
My eyes landed on the fine detail Harvey put in for tonight.
The shit was making me feel soft, so I tried shaking it off.
I’ve never had anyone go out of their way like this for me before, and it seemed small, but for a hood nigga like me, it was big.
Harvey and I had never made love before.
I wanted to try. We fucked all the time, but tonight I wanted to take my time.
I needed to plant the seed in her that a nigga wasn’t going anywhere, and it didn’t matter how long it took, we were going to get back to what we were before my family set foot in Toussaint.
The sound of Harvey’s voice tingled through my body. “Myles,” she cooed.
“You got a nigga feeling soft as a bitch,” I said as I was about to turn to look at her, but she stopped me.
“No,” she purred. “Stay like that. I want you to trust me tonight. Ok?” she asked.
“What you on?” I asked.
That’s when I felt a silk fabric slither around my eyes while her hot breath tickled my ear. “We’re on some freaky shit. Do you trust me?”
“I trust you with my life, Harvey, you know that,” I told her as I anxiously sat waiting for her to pull a nigga’s dick out and suck on it.
“Good.”
That’s when I heard some music come on. A pair of hands slid down my chest, but it felt different. This didn’t feel like Harvey. “The fuck?”
“Shh, baby, enjoy,” I heard Harvey say.
It was me hearing her but not feeling her. I went to snatch the mask from my eyes until she told me no. I cracked my neck from side to side as I tried calming my nerves. The feeling of a wet tongue tapped around my neck, causing my head to fall back. “Mm shit,” I groaned.
I knew that mouth anywhere. That was my baby.
Her tongue slid up my neck to my mouth as she kissed me.
Her lips gently wrapped around my tongue, and she sucked on it like a dick.
That’s when I felt her straddle my lap. I inhale deeply.
“Mm, vanilla, with a bit of citrus. I’m finna eat yo ass up. ” I chuckled.
Her soft giggle filled the room. I blindly wrapped my arm around her waist. Skin, lace, ass out, thong. “Take this shit off!” I spat.
“No, come on, can you go with the flow for me, please?” I heard her whine.
I smacked my lips, “Man, a’ight.”
She climbed from my lap and grabbed my hand to stand me up.
Harvey slowly rolled my shirt up until it was off.
She pecked at my chest, giving me a thug kiss, when I damn near jumped out of my skin when I felt a tongue on my back.
The sound of sweet giggles filled the room.
I snatched the silk fabric from my eyes.
I stood between Harvey and Flex like a ghetto sandwich.
Harvey, in her lace two-piece, her nipples perked, calling out to me. She knew I wanted to say something because she put her finger to her lips. “Happy Foe Day. Now let’s get to the fun shit.”
Flex came around, standing next to Harvey. It was the mix of the girl-next-door and the hood bitch in one room. My eyes landed on Harvey, “You sure about this?” I asked.
The sexiest grin eased on her face. “I’m sure,” she said as she handed me something.
When I saw it was a black shiesty, I laughed. “Oh, you definitely smoked too much.”
I slid it over my head, and when I glanced at them both, they slid orange ones over their faces.
We all came out of our clothes. I reached for Harvey, pulling her closer to me.
My hand eased around the back of her neck, pulling her in for a kiss.
My eyes landed on Flex, who stared with what I thought was jealousy.
I was all for this threesome, but I wasn’t kissing her.
Without warning, I picked Harvey up. I lifted her high enough so she could wrap her legs around my neck. The smell of sweet pussy filled my nose. I inhaled before I devoured her. The moaning that escaped Harvey’s lips turned me on more. “Mmm,” she moaned.
Flex squatted and took my dick into her hand. “Oo big dick nigga,” she moaned.
She wrapped her warm lips around my dick. “Goddamn!” I grunted.
The way Flex slurped me up then sent my dick to the back of her throat was crazy. Harvey’s hips rocked back and forth, allowing her clit to sweep across my lips. I could tell Flex was trying to distract me because the way she was sucking on my dick, I couldn’t focus. “Fuck this,” I gritted.
I stepped back, letting my dick bounce off Flex’s lip. I gripped Harvey’s waist, slowly lying her on the bed of roses on the floor. The way the candlelight flickered off her face was precious. Nose to Nose. We gazed at each other so long I almost forgot I had another bitch in the room.
Flex’s hand caressed Harvey’s breast gently as if she were trying to win her over.
The way she slowly stroked it, then flicked at her nipples, was so smooth.
Harvey’s mouth opened, letting out a cry that made a nigga’s dick jump.
My tongue filled her mouth as my fingers made their way up her thigh.
I circled her pussy before my fingers entered her.
As Harvey fucked on my fingers, Flex fed me her small chocolate titties.
“Ah, mmm,” they both moan in unison.
Stroke Harvey, nipple suck Flex.
When I felt Harvey’s clit thump, I knew she was ready. I removed my finger and entered her. Her eyes softened as she smiled.
“Ooo fuck!” I grunted.
Flex began to kiss Harvey as I finger fucked her.
The way she was kissing Harvey was so nasty, so passionate, a streak of jealousy hit me.
Flex must have been feeling that kiss because her pussy was wet as fuck, so wet I thought she had already cum.
Her hips bounced on my finger like she was riding dick.
“Mmm, Foe!” she moaned before kissing Harvey again.
Jealousy settled in me as I couldn’t even gaze at my Shorty because Flex wouldn’t get the fuck out of her face. I was in love with Harvey. The shit was real bad. So bad that I removed my hand from Flex’s pussy, mushing her face back from Harvey. “Fuck out of here,” I gritted.
Stroke, slow.
Harvey’s eyes landed back on mine, unsure of what was happening.
Stroke, slow. Closer.
“I love you, Shorty. Thank you for the best birthday ever.”
Stroke, slow. Closer.
My nose was pressed to Harvey’s when Flex crawled around pecking at my back until she was over my shoulder. “Harvey, let’s scissor,” I heard her whisper before taking my earlobe into her mouth.
I lost it as I shook flex off my shoulder. “Fuck out of here. You’re not playing pussy wars with my girl. Man, this is my pussy, not yours.”
Harvey palmed my face, “Myles, I thought—”
I shook my head. “I’m all for it, but she’s not the one. She can watch, but she cannot touch. If not, the bitch can go.”
It was something about Flex I didn’t trust. Yes, she was nice to look at, and the bitch could suck a dick, but her vibe was off.
It was like a battle of attention. If Harvey wanted to have a threesome, I was down, but the next one we would pick together.
Harvey and I both glanced at her as she pulled the shiesty from her face.
Whatever she thought was going to happen wasn’t; she fucked around and found out that I don’t play about mine.