Page 46 of Falling Into Gravity

“Close your mouth,” Malik called her out, making her smile.

Coyly she said, “I mean, if something catches my eyes, I’m gonna look.”

“Oh yea?” He smirked going to his closet to find a shirt.

“Mm hmm,” she nodded, still following his every move with her lust filled eyes. “Show me something good,” she suggested.

Malik twisted towards her. “Like what?”

Her eyes lingered down his chest before stopping at the print between his legs. “That dick.”

“You know what? You been begging, so I’m gon’ give you a little peak,” Maliks hands went to the buttons of his jeans, his eyes staring into hers, daring her to look away.

Aku licked her lips, squirming in her seat. Her pussy leaked, just thinking about seeing it.

“Your pussy leaking, ain’t it?” Malik’s voice was low. “Tell me, Dorothy.”

Aku nodded as she squeezed her legs together. Her breathing hitched when his tatted hand dug into the top of his underwear and her mouth fell open when he pulled his brown dick out.

Malik squeezed the base of his dick a little, making it rise to the occasion. “This what you wanted?”

“Yes,” she hissed. “Shit.” It came out like a compliment to the length and girth of his dick, which seemed to keep growing. “They said them skinny niggas was toting around big dicks, but damn.”

His eyes lit up. “You wild.”

“I can get wilder…you ain’t seen shit, Malik.”

With that he tucked his throbbing dick back in, then turned to grab a blue plaid button down. Hood nigga shit was all heknew, and Blue was more than just a color to him. “Let’s roll with your hot coochie ass.”

Aku wanted to protest—wanted to take his beautiful dick into her mouth and suck some sense into him. Affirm that he was beautiful and smart and he could do anything, but Malik wasn’t ready yet. Maybe he never would be and she had to be okay with that. Everyone didn’t want love like she did. Love wasn’t necessarily embedded in others like it had been implanted into her, like a seed still waiting to sprout. And like he told her, she was too good to beg anyone to let her love them.

When he pulled the door open, Gran Betty was waiting at the end of the tiny hallway.

“Oop…” Gran looked up from the tv, turning towards Aku. So, you the reason my grandson smiling this morning?” Gran Betty stood with her hands in the pockets of her house dress and approached them.

Aku blinked nervously. “Hi.”

“Oh she is cute,” Gran Betty said, nodding. “You got a man’s name though. What’s it again? Akon?”

“Aku.”

“Bless you, baby.”

Malik snorted. “That’s her name, Gran Betty.”

Aku laughed too, ’cause that was the first time someone mistook her name for her sneezing.

Gran Betty gave Aku apologetic eyes. “I’m sorry, baby…I’m just an old ass lady that can’t hear.”

“How you can’t hear, but always in my business,” Malik challenged.

She swatted at him. “Negro, please.”

Aku could tell his family was funny as hell. It reminded her of her own. There was never a dull moment when the Moonys got together.

Myesa came around the corner, wiping her hands on a dish towel. “Morning.”

Aku stood up straighter. “Hi, I’m?—”

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