CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
COJO MILLS
Merlin paced and talked. “Sweetie, as I said before, I can’t imagine what life was like for you, but I do care.”
“Caring isn’t enough. Family means everything to me. You turned on me yesterday without finding out what the circumstances were. That is what bothers me most, because you are my family, and the most important person in my world. I would never do that to you.”
“I know, sweetheart, and I am deeply sorry. I acted on emotion without any thought. Haven’t you ever felt like that before?”
He made a good point, and for a moment I just wanted to forget this whole incident had ever happened.
He said, “So what do we do now?”
That was a good question and one that I didn’t have an answer to. My heart wanted to hold my husband in my arms and have him make sweet love to me, but I didn’t know how to say it to him. This whole situation was very confusing to me because I never had a problem communicating with Merlin before. In fact, most times I didn’t have to tell him what I wanted; he knew. The silence that followed was irritating and neither of us was strong enough to stop the irritation.
He took my hand. “I love you, and I want us to work on saving our marriage.
No sweeter words could have been spoken to me. I was hoping my husband believed enough in our marriage to make it work. I wasn’t wearing silk blinders, thinking that he would not have his moments when he remembered that I’d slept with his brother, but I hoped that our love would prevail.
“I believe in us.” There was nothing left to say as I melted into his arms. All the pain and anguish over the last twenty-four hours were forgotten. I got to enjoy the feel of my husband’s arms around me, and I was excited about what would happen next. My clit came alive, yet not how it had when Gavin showed up at my door the previous morning.
“Are you sure?” Merlin pulled me away from his chest and looked me straight in my face.
I felt so much love for him at that moment it was difficult to speak. After all that we’d been through within the last twenty-four hours, he still thought enough about me to ask me if I was sure.
“I’ve never been so sure of something in my life.” The lines that had etched his face moments before dissolved, and he stood before me looking like a twelve-year-old child.
My heart swelled again with love. This was my soul mate and I loved him. He picked me up and carried me into our bedroom, and gently laid me down on the bed. He stretched my arms out, a clear indication that he didn’t want me to do anything.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment for six months.” His voice was a low growl, and it turned me on just listening to him.
I tried to keep my eyes open and focused on him, but my mind wandered as he started to strip for me. Since I’d been with both brothers, I couldn’t help but notice that they were both gifted in the drawers. Even though I’d been with my husband before, it had been a minute. But Gavin was freshly painted in my mind. Merlin wore his desert fatigues and a tan wife beater that showed off his pecks, but I wasn’t craving his pecks. I needed him to bring on the dick in spectacular style. I needed him to erase the thought of his brother from my mind and body!
“You’re taking too long.” I said. I needed him to fill my body so my mind could stop the doubts that were flowing through it. I wanted to make sure that he was still able to fulfill me after I’d had a taste of the forbidden.
“Girl, I can’t go at this too quick because it’s been a minute for me.” His arms were raised over his head as he was taking off his shirt, but he stopped and his shoulders shook.
I could tell in that moment he was remembering what I was trying so desperately to forget. That’s when I knew that I had to take matters into my own hands to get our relationship back on track.
As he stood there frozen in time, I slipped out of my clothing. At first I was going at this with my mind, but now my heart got into it. I didn’t want to lose my marriage and the man who I’d grown to love. “Open your eyes.” My voice was sultry and commanding.
“Damn.” He couldn’t say anything else, but he didn’t need to. His dick fought against the confines of his shorts and told a story that his lips didn’t have to.
“I love you,” I whispered as I turned over and got on my knees. Even though I would have gotten more enjoyment from a frontal assault, I knew he needed to be in control of the dick slinging. I pointed my ass in his direction and prepared myself for the punishment. Mere seconds passed before I felt the head of his dick pressing against my hole. He wasn’t going for the pussy; he was pushing into my ass without lube or chaser. Instinctively I clenched up. I wanted to stop him, but I stopped myself. He had to discipline me somehow and this was going to be my punishment. It would be rough for a few strokes, but eventually I would feel the groove.
That’s what I told myself, but truth be told, he hurt the hell out of me. I could not produce enough lube to make the encounter even remotely enjoyable. He actually chased me around the bed before he gave up. Not wanting to lose the sexual bond that we’d formed, I slipped into the bathroom and wet a washcloth. I washed my ass and spent a considerable amount of time washing his dick with the warmed washcloth. When I finished, I replaced the warm cloth with my mouth.
“Ah . . . shit, baby, what are you trying to do?” He stood on his tiptoes.
I took a moment to allow his dick to slide out of my mouth to answer. “I just want you to know how much I missed you.”
Once again he tightened up, but as my lips sought his dick again, he had no choice but to give into the feeling.
He said while I deep-throated him, “Baby, I thought of you every night. I love you so much.” He palmed the back of my head.
Even though I had him in a compromising position, I knew in my heart he was telling the truth. I could just feel it.
“Can I cum inside of you?” His voice was low, but I was close enough to hear it, and it was like music to my ears.
“All day and every day.” I relinquished my hold on his dick and flipped over so he could sink his shaft deep inside of me.
He climbed on board and let me have five great pumps and let go. Normally I would have felt deprived, but tonight it was all I needed to get off my damn self. We came together, but my mind was working overtime.
Is he better than Gavin?
I was treading on dangerous ground and I knew it, but I couldn’t control my thoughts any more than I could control the weather.
“Damn, baby, that was good.” Merlin sighed. He ran his hand down my back and rested it on my ass.
It was good for me too, but it wasn’t great like what I’d had yesterday with his brother. I couldn’t get his brother’s dick out of my mind. “Yes, it was.” I felt as if I should say more, but I couldn’t figure out what to say without giving voice to my thoughts.
He snuggled closer, and I wondered what was going through his mind. Was he doubting me as well? I tried to fall into a comfortable nap, but I could not help but compare Gavin to Merlin. As much as I hated to admit it, the chemistry between us was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before, and part of me wanted more. Gavin was only the second man I’d slept with in my life, and he was truly fucking with my mind. If I had to choose between the two sexually, I would have chosen Gavin even though I knew he was trouble. But to be honest it excited me more.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
GAVIN MILLS
I knew that coming back home would to be difficult, but I had no idea that it was going to be this hard. Momma was acting like a pure bitch and didn’t waste a second telling me how she felt about my coming to stay with her.
“This is just temporary,” Gina said.
“I know that, Mother.” I was trying to slip past her and go to my room, but she obviously had other ideas.
“Did you look for a job today?” She stood there with her hands on her hips like she was about to climb in my ass if I didn’t give her the answer that she wanted.
“I went to the library and put in a few applications online.
Her eyes widened in apparent shock. I know that she didn’t expect a response from me, and I tried to hide the smile that threatened to creep up on my face. I was lying my ass off, but she didn’t need to know all that. I just needed to keep her off my back for a little while.
“Humph. Online, huh? Ain’t nothing like a face-to-face interview.”
“I’m going to do that, Mother, but I had to make an appointment first. I can’t just show up all unannounced.
“Why not? That’s the way that I found my job.”
“And that was like a hundred years ago.”
Her mouth twisted into an evil frown. I could have worded it a little differently, but I was just trying to let her know that times had changed since she last looked for work.
“You trying to get smart, boy?”
I bristled because my days of being a boy were over. I was twenty-five years old and didn’t appreciate her trying to act like I was still a teenager. I wanted to tell her exactly how I felt about her evil ass, but I still needed a free place to stay until I found my next hustle. Working nine to five was just not for me. First of all, since I had never finished high school, my options were not that great. And if she thought that I was going to work in some fast food joint, she had obviously lost her happy mind.
I needed to find something that would allow me to get the hell out of her house quick, fast, and in a hurry. My mind went back to Cojo. If I could turn her out, there was a good chance that she would allow me to crash with her. She looked like she was handling her business and handling it well. I was sure that I could sweet talk myself into her life if I could just get rid of my brother.
Gina snapped her fingers to bring me out of the daze. “Are you going to answer me?”
“Huh?” I had completely forgotten what she had asked me.
“I asked if you were trying to get smart. I ain’t going to have you living up in my house and disrespecting me.”
“No, I wasn’t trying to be smart. I was just saying that things have changed. Nowadays everybody is on the Internet. I’m surprised that you aren’t on it.”
“What do I need a computer for?”
“You could shop.”
“Shop for what? I have everything that I need.”
I looked around her sparsely furnished apartment and stifled a grunt. “You could even find a man on the Internet.”
“I don’t need no man. And if I did, I damn sure wouldn’t be looking for him on the Internet.”
I didn’t agree with that statement because I thought some dick was definitely what she needed. Perhaps if she got broke off in the right way, she wouldn’t be such a bitch. “I’m just using that as an example of the things that you could do on the Internet. You could even look into getting a hobby.”
“Hobby? What do I need a hobby for? I’m happy with my life as it.”
I was spending way too much time talking to my mother. I just wanted her to get out of my way so I could go into my room and start plotting how I could work my way into Cojo’s life. “So, what do you know about Cojo?”
“Cojo? Why the hell are you asking about her?” She turned around, walked over to the sofa, and sat down. She turned up her nose like she had suddenly smelled something foul. It was clear from her actions that she seriously disliked my brother’s wife.
“She’s in the family now, so I just wanted to know something about her.”
“She ain’t in my family.
If I had any doubt about her feelings about Cojo, they were clear now. “Why don’t you like her?” This conversation was about to get interesting to me, so I walked over to the loveseat and sat down directly across from my mother.
“I don’t have any opinion about her at all.” Now she was lying her ass off. She turned on the television as if she was finished with the conversation.
If I were smarter, I would have used that opportunity to go to my room, but I had to open up my stupid-ass mouth and push the envelope. I had gotten the focus off of me not having a job and on to something else. But by pressing her to talk about something she didn’t want to talk about I, brought the focus back to me. “So you’re going to just ignore me?”
She turned off the television and gave me her full attention. “You need to stop lusting after your brother’s wife and find your sorry ass a job. That is the same shit that landed your ass in prison. You ain’t learned shit.”
Damn, she busted me out big time. I thought I was being all slick, and she saw right through my mess. I stood up. “I ain’t lusting after nobody. I was just asking a damn question.” I started to stomp off.
“Who the hell do you think you’re talking to? You ain’t gonna come up in my house and think that you are going to talk to me any kind of way.” She was working on a major neck-snapping attitude, and I wanted to kick my own ass for not following my first instincts.
As much as I didn’t want to, I knew that I was going to have to apologize. “I’m sorry, Mother. I didn’t mean to be disrespectful.
“Umph.”
I continued to walk to my room while she was mulling over her next biting sentence. Lord knows my mother could cut you with her tongue, and I didn’t feel like verbally sparring with her. I would not win. “I’m going to take a nap.”
She did not answer, but I didn’t expect her to. I closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief because she didn’t rise up off the sofa and try to continue her argument. I didn’t know how much more I was going to be able to take from her. She had the power to make me snap, and I wasn’t prepared to do it today.