Page 29 of Wild Thoughts, Reckless Nights
“Mannn, if you don’t get the fuck outta here. You know better than that shit.”
Her laughs filled the space and I had to shake my head.
Corin always knew how to make me the center of her corny ass jokes.
“Well, brother, I’m going to link up with some friends tonight. I’ll leave you andyour booto have some alone time. But I’m telling you now, I plan on spending as much time with little Ahmir that I can while I’m here. I want to make sure he knows I’m his favorite auntie.”
“Girl, you’re his only auntie.”
“Oh. Jameela doesn’t have any sisters?”
“Nah. She’s an only child and her parents passed. She doesn’t talk much about her family, so don’t go sticking your nose into shit being all nosy.”
Corin threw her hands up.
“I’ll be on my best behavior. At least until you tell her how much you love her, and she tells you the same in return. After that, all bets are off… I’m getting all of the scoop.”
“Didn’t you say you had somewhere to be?”
I wanted her to get the hell out.
I was already planning on burying myself deep inside Jameela’s walls tonight. The idea of christening my home with her sweet nectar had my dick ready. But I had to control that shit until my sister was out of my space.
Corin came and kissed me on the cheek.
“It’s really good seeing you, big brother. I miss you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Wait, how are you getting around?”
“Umm… duh. I’m taking the keys to the beamer.”
I jumped the fuck up at that.
“Aye Corin! Don’t play with me!”
“What? You said yourself,it’s just a car.I won’t do anything to it.”
“Corin, that’s a one hundred- and thirty-thousand-dollar car. Don’t you want to take the Audi?”
“Now where’s the fun in that? I’m gonna test out the M8 instead.”
Her ass ran off and out the door so fast.
I’ma fuck her up if she messes up my ride.
I know I said all this shit was just materialistic, but still… don’t fuck with a man’s car.
I closed my eyes and said a prayer for my baby. Then I said one for my sister.
Just as I was opening my eyes, Jameela strolled her sexy ass into the living room in one of my tee shirts and my damn mouth watered.
“I wanted to take a shower, but you didn’t bring my bag up, so I grabbed a shirt out of your top drawer. Sorry if that was too intrusive.”
“Jameela, you can do whatever you want in my home. I want you to feel like this is your home while you’re here.”
“Thank you.”
All I could do was nod. Because my thoughts were stuck on the fact that she didn’t have any panties on, because her bag was still sitting in the foyer.
