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  "Stop Rashaan," I laughed, telling him to stop, but not really meaning it.

  "You know you don't want me to stop, so cut it out," he laughed.

  "Give me some," I said snatching the blunt out his hand.

  "Since when you start smoking?" he was high as hell, laughing at everything. I took the blunt out his hand and inhaled deeply. Without blowing it back out, I gestured with my finger to lean closer to me. I placed my lips against his. We opened our mouths, and I blew the smoke into his. I pulled back and let him exhale.

  “Damn Kay, I ain't know you got down like that. That shit was sexy as hell,” he said before he leaned in and kissed me again. He started rubbing my thigh.

  "Mmm", I moaned softly with my mouth. I moved my lips down and started kissing on Ra's neck. I felt his dick getting hard as I placed my hand in his boxers. I started rubbing his dick through his boxers making it even harder. Rashaan lifted me up and sat me on his lap facing him. He pulled my shirt over my head, throwing it on the floor. I didn't have a bra on, so my nice firm tits popped out, exposing my light-brown nipples. Rashaan started flickering his tongue over the left one, teasing me.

  "Damn, Ra that feels so good." I moaned out. Moved his mouth over to my right nipple and brought it into his mouth, lightly sucking it.

  "Shit, suck it harder," I pleaded, "Yessss," I moaned even louder. Rashaan started playfully nibbling on both of my titties. I started rocking my hips and grinding on his already hard dick. I stood up off his lap and leaned down, kissing on his chest while I reached in his boxers and pulled out his dick. It looked to be at least ten inches. He was truly blessed. He pulled me closer and gently kissed my pussy lips.

  "Damn, Kay, your shit smell good," he told me my pussy smelled like heaven. He started clicking on my pussy lips.

  "Oh, shit, damn, babe," my legs began to quiver. Ra used one of his hands to gently spread the lips of my pussy and lick the inside of my walls.

  "That’s it Rashaan right there," I moaned out loud in pleasure and I started shaking.

  "You good, Ma?" he stopped sucking on me and asked if I was okay.

  "Yes, please don't stop," he put his mouth back over my clit and gently sucked on it, using his tongue to flick over it. I started moving my hips, grinding my wet pussy on his face. He moved his tongue down and placed the tip of it in my warm hole.

  "Yesssss," he started moving his tongue in and out fast, tongue fucking my pussy.

  "Oooo, yessss", I started moaning louder. Rashaan reached up and grabbed my ass. He slowly spread my ass cheeks and used his index finger to play with my asshole. Getting played with from the front and back started sending me over the edge.

  "Ooooooo, shitt, fuckkkk, yessss," I started grinding my hips faster. I felt my pussy juices starting to flow out my pussy. "Ohhh, shitt, yesss, baby I'm about to cum," I screamed. I gripped the back of his neck and dug my fingernails in his neck as I came in his mouth.

  "You aight beautiful?" he asked me while I got myself together.

  "Mmm," I responded slowly. I laid back on the bed and spread my legs apart.

  "You sure you ready for this Ma? I'm telling you, ain't no turning back. I shook my head up and down to say I was ready. Rashaan slowly placed the head of his dick into my dripping wet pussy.

  "Ooo," I moaned out softly.

  "Damn, baby, you wet as hell," Rashaan moaned as he slid in and out of me. Going deeper and deeper with each thrust.

  "Raaaashaannnn yessss, please go faster," I yelled out.

  "Say no more," he slid out of me and flipped me over before shoving his big dick in my pussy from the back.

  "Yes, fuck right there!"

  "This my pussy Kaylee?" he asked me as he was fucking me good. I chose to ignore him because this wasn't his pussy. It was mine.

  "Mmmmmm,” I moaned.

  "Damn, this shit is pretty," he said referring to my pussy juices on his dick. Rashaan reached around and grabbed my left titty, pinching and caressing my nipple.

  "Yes, please don't stop," I started moaning and screaming at him. I started throwing my ass back and moving my hips. I'm sync with him. We both started breathing faster and harder. I felt Rashaan dick growing bigger as he slid in and out of me. I felt my pussy walls start to pulse as I exploded on his dick.

  "Damn Kaylee, you the best I ever had," he said as he shot his warm cum inside my pussy. We both laid back on the bed trying to catch our breaths and get ourselves together.

  Chapter Fourteen- Rashaan

  I woke up the next morning reaching around the bed for Kaylee, but she wasn't lying next to me anymore. I got out the bed and went to use the bathroom, attached to my bedroom. My phone started vibrating by the time I got back to the room. I looked at the screen, it was Ashanti. I debated on if I should answer or not.

  "Wassup?" I asked

  "You fucking with that little girl? You gave her a party or whatever? You need to be saving that money for our baby," she screamed through the phone.

  "That’s all you want?" I asked her. She was annoying the shit out of me. It was entirely too early for this bullshit.

  "What nigga? Am I done? No, I'm…" I didn't let her finish her sentence. I hung up the phone and went into the living room to go find Kaylee. She was laid out on the couch knocked out. She looked cold because she didn't have a blanket over her. I stood there staring at her for at least four minutes before she woke up.

  "Why are you staring at me?" She turned away from me.

  "You probably think I'm weird as hell, that's not even the case Ma. I just like you beautiful. I can't get enough of you. You’re beautiful inside and out."

  "I mean, I guess, thanks," she sat up on the couch.

  "Why you dip on me? I woke up lonely. I went to bed with you in my arms and woke up without you. You could have at least grabbed a cover out the closet. You looked so cold when I came out here a little while ago."

  "I had to use the bathroom and when I came out I just came out here, so I wouldn't wake you when I got back in the bed," she told me. I could tell she was lying because she was avoiding eye contact.

  "Yeah, okay," I sat down at the other end of the couch. "I gotta go holla at Ja’kari in a little bit, your more than welcome to come along," Ja’kari and I were not only best friends, we were in business together.

  “Nah, I'll stay here," she hopped up off the couch and went the bathroom. She came back out a few minutes later and went to the kitchen. I heard her in the refrigerator. Thank God, it wasn't empty. Her, Draya, and Brittany had gone food shopping for me the day I moved in my apartment.

  "You leaving now?" she called out from the kitchen.

  "Nah, in like two hours," I said walking into the kitchen. I grabbed her from behind, hugging her waist, "You cooking me breakfast?"

  She started laughing, "No I'm cooking me breakfast, you had your dinner and breakfast last night."

  I joined in on her laughing, “I can actually go for some more of that. That shit taste like everything," I whispered in her ear. She pushed me off her.

  "Move Rashaan, you’re a freak. Watch out, so I can cook you some food," she said laughing.

  "I’ma go get in the shower," I kissed her cheek and went into the back to get my hygiene right.

  After my shower, I went into my room with just my towel wrapped around my body. Kaylee came walking into the room just as I dropped the towel, she left right out.

  "Why you running out, you acting like RJ wasn't just deep inside that sweet thang last night," I started cracking up.

  "RJ?" she asked sounding clueless.

  "Rashaan Jr.," I laughed.

  "Fuck you, just hurry up. Your food is getting cold," she yelled down the hallway.

  I threw on my red and black stripped Ralph Lauren polo and my Boss Orange Jeans. I grabbed my red and black Jordan Flights to pull my outfit together.

  "Took your ass long enough, your worse than a female," Kaylee said when I walked into the kitchen.

  "You started eating without me?" I laughed at
her sitting at the kitchen table going in on some Fresh blueberry pancakes, cheese eggs, corned beef hash, with some turkey bacon on the side. I didn't fuck with the pigs.

  "I sure did. You took forever," she put her fork down and fixed me a plate.

  "I could have made my plate, but thanks beautiful," I sat down and started going in on my breakfast.

  "Damn, I didn't know you could cook, this shit is banging. What else can you do that you haven't told me about," I asked her seriously.

  "It’s a lot you don't know about me, but we’re not gonna talk about that," she stopped talking because her cellphone started ringing.

  "Wassup Brittany?" she said into the receiver, "I can't hear you, hold on I'm going to put you on speaker. Now what were you saying?"

  "I was just calling to see what your fast ass was doing since you ain't come home last night," I heard her and Draya laughing in the background.

  "I didn't do anything last night," she spoke back to her sister, "What y'all doing?"

  "Nothing much, Draya getting dressed to go see her boo. I'm in for the day. I got a stomach virus. I don't know what I ate yesterday, but my stomach ain't feeling it," Brittany complained into the phone

  “What boo is Draya going to see," I said snatching the phone from Kaylee.

  "Give me back my damn phone Rashaan," Kaylee tried to snatch the phone out my hand.

  "Brittany don't let her leave the house, I'll be there in twenty minutes," I handed Kaylee back her phone and started putting my shoes on.

  "Brittany I'll call you back," I heard Kaylee tell her. She came in the living room just as I finished putting my sneakers on.

  "Rashaan?"

  "Wassup Kay?" I asked looking up at her.

  "First thing first, don't ever snatch my phone out my damn hand. That was just disrespectful. Second thing is, I know you don't want your little sister talking about having a boo or a boyfriend, but it's going to happen. If you agree or if you don't she's still going to do it. Draya is smart, and I'm one hundred percent sure she’s good," she said.

  "Honestly, Kaylee I respect what you are saying, and shit, but I'm not having my sister out there fucking and shit. She's a baby, my baby, and I'll be damned if I allow her to start dating. If a nigga break her heart, then I'll have no choice, but to break that nigga’s skull and I don't need my mother stressed out because I'm in jail for murder," I got up from the couch and walked out the front door. On my way to my mother’s house, I stopped at the gas station to get me a wrap.

  “Let me get a wrap," I said to the gas station attendee.

  "Here you can put this soda on his tab too," I turned around and seen Ashanti standing behind me. I shook my head, paid for the soda, and wrap, then left the store.

  "Where you going" Ashanti started walking towards my car with me.

  "Somewhere you’re not, now if you'd excuse me I had to go." I hopped in the whip.

  "We need to have a better communication for the sake of this baby that I'm carrying."

  "When the baby born let me know," I said before pulling off. I wasn't going to leave her hanging with a baby. We both laid down and made it, so I wouldn't just let her do everything but herself. I didn't need her annoying the hell out of me though. I'd find out what she's having when she finds out and have my mother go shopping for the baby. Then when she has him or her, I'll help physically.

  "I pulled up to my mother's house and noticed her car wasn't in the driveway. It was Sunday, so I know she wasn't at work. She probably was at the supermarket getting Sunday dinner.

  "Draya," I called out soon as I walked in the house. She ignored me, so I went upstairs. I knocked on the door and didn't get a response, so I opened it without permission. Draya and Brittany were both knocked out. I shook my head and walked back downstairs.

  “You spoke to Julian today?" I asked him. Julian was a nigga we fucked with from around town.

  "Yeah, he waiting for his pops to get home with the truck, then he gonna scoop me from Kiaja’s crib and we going to come help you move the rest of your shit."

  "You still fucking with that Kiaja bitch from the club?"

  "Yo bro, shorty head game is something serious," he laughed through the phone.

  "Yeah, my nigga I bet, but aight I'll see y'all when y'all get here."

  I turned on the TV and started watching the basketball game that was on. My mind wondered off to Kaylee, I wanted to make shorty officially mine. When I say officially mine, I mean move her in and everything. She wasn't the basic ass bitches I was used to. Shorty was smart. She wasn't with the drama unless a bitch tried her. Kaylee had dreams of becoming a social worker. She wants to go away to college, but doesn't want to leave Brittany.

  "Hey baby, how was your night with Kaylee? Did she have fun?" My mom came walking in the house and asked me.

  "Hey, Ma," I got up and have her a hug and a kiss. "Yeah we had fun," I smirked.

  "You are moving the rest of your things today right?"

  "Yeah, Julian and Ja’kari going to come help me,” I followed her into the kitchen.

  "Will y'all be joining us for dinner?" She sat down at the kitchen table and asked me.

  "You know I'll never miss one of my mama's meals" I started laughing. "But I'll ask them if they staying, Ma can I ask you a question?"

  "Anything."

  "What made you take Kaylee and Brittany in?" I know it was a random question, but I just wanted to know.

  "I can see and hear the pain in their voice when they spoke. Being that I had been through something similar when I was younger, I understood. There was a reason that my car had broken down that day. I had to take the train to work, if I wouldn't have ran into them there is no telling where they'd be today."

  "Damn, that's crazy. I'm really feeling Kaylee, Ma. She just so shut-down, it’s hard to talk to her and express my feelings to her," I confessed to my mother.

  "I’ma just say this son, when you really want something you will make it happen. She's not like the others Rashaan; she's very mature for the age of seventeen. She’s mature because she basically raised her and her sister. She done seen it all. She's one strong female. I know this from the talks we've had. Kaylee is a good person, if you really want to be with her, don't hurt her. It will break her heart. She's been through enough. Make sure you’re serious about it," she stood up from the table and went to check the chicken she was frying.

  "Ma I'll be back in a little bit Brittany and I going to hang out with Noshi," Draya came into the kitchen talking. She didn't know I was sitting at the table.

  "No y'all not, end of the story. We not about to have this conversation either. Y'all mine as well go put y'all pajamas back on and go read a book or some shit."

  "Rashaan watch your mouth and leave my babies alone. Draya and Brittany make sure y'all back before dinner," my mother told them.

  "Okay, Ma." They both went running for the front door. I jumped up and took off behind them.

  "Draya!” I yelled after her.

  "What," she turned around and put her hands on her hips.

  "Your ass ain't t grown. Y'all can fool mommy and whatnot but I'm not dumb. What niggas y'all sneaking off to see and don't fucking lie to me," I said grilling them.

  "I don't know what you talking about, we going to Noshi house."

  "Exactly," Brittany boosted on.

  "The streets talk, and you know my ear is always to the streets. When I find out I'm deading the shit, so if I were you I'd dead it before I get involved and y'all be embarrassed." I turned my head towards the driveway because I heard a car. It was Julian and Ja’kari. "Remember what the fuck I just said," I walked over to the pick-up truck.

  "Brittany little ass can get it," Julian said as we dapped hands.

  "She's off limits bro," I shook my head, "Let's go. Move this shit. I got some shit to do later tonight."

  "And what's that?" Ja’kari asked.

  "Don't worry about it," I laughed and led the way into the house.

  Chapter Fifteen - K
aylee

  I felt so weird the next morning waking up next to Rashaan. We had spent the night with each other plenty of other times, but last night was the first time that we actually had sex. After he had left, I jumped in the shower and got dressed. I needed to go out and get some me time because my emotions were running all over the place. I decided I would take the bus, go to the cemetery, and speak with my mother. I hadn't been by to see her since me and Britt moved in with Ms. Jackie. I walked slowly to her place of rest and sat down.

  “Hey mommy” I stopped talking and started playing with my fingernails. “I miss you so much. Well we miss you so much. I wish Brittany had had a chance to spend more time with you. You would love the young women we have become. I did it mommy. I graduated high school. I won’t stop here though. I’m going to make something out of life watch and see. I know you see all the bad things that Nate has done to us. Mommy he is so evil,” I felt warm tears start to fall from my face. “He was supposed to love us unconditionally yet he raped and beat us every day. I couldn’t protect my baby sister the way I was supposed to mommy. You probably hate me for that. I’m so sorry mommy! I promise to protect her from this day forward. I will give up my life if that means Brittany will be okay. Can I ask you a question mommy? Why did we have to go through that? Why did you have to leave us? I know if you were here we wouldn’t have went through that because you would have protected us from everything, because that’s what mothers do. When I eventually have children, ma I’m going to protect them with everything inside of me. One night Brittany and I was home alone laying in the dark because Nate hadn’t paid the light bill. He used all his money on crack and liquor, well we was laying in the dark on the living room floor when Nate and his friend East came walking into the house drunk as hell.

  “Wake your asses us and give us some of this young pussy,” Nate said kicking me. I held Brittany closer and whispered to her not to worry. East grabbed me by my hair and pulled me towards the bedroom. I heard Brittany in the living room begging Nate to stop.

  “Let me fucking go you piece of shit” I kicked him in his legs. He still had a good grip on my hair. The more I struggled to get him off me the more he punched me and pulled my hair.