“The same way Jiselle isn’t in a rush to label shit, neither am I. If it comes up, cool, but until then…” I shrugged.
“Until then you’re cool with fucking my throat but you draw the line at holding my hand?”
I dropped the tool I was using and faced Kiano. He was slightly shorter than me but met my gaze. I hated how I could tell he was reading me like a fucking book.
“Is that what you want? For me to hold your hand when I hold Jiselle’s hand?” I asked seriously. “Huh?” I reached over and grabbed his hands. He cut his eyes at me. “Obviously I’m fine spending time with you when you aren’t…” I paused, closed my eyes, and exhaled again. “Look, I said this shit before but I’m going to say it again. I don’t like men. I just like you. That’s it. Trust me. I’ve been doing the fucking research.”
“Oh yeah?” Kiano lifted an eyebrow and tilted his head.
I didn’t feed into it.
“Are we good or not?”
“We’re good.” He nodded once.
“Good.” I let his hands go and he reached forward and ran his hands along my shirt, wiping away the dirt I’d gotten on them.
I looked at the trail he’d just created and took a deep breath because I hadn’t been lying. Kiano had an effect that no otherman ever had on me. I’d checked out gay porn. It hadn’t done anything for me. Even just imagining shit while I stroked myself didn’t do it for me when I thought about random men. It was only Kiano.
I didn’t know what that meant for me or my sexuality but part of me didn’t care. Shit. Selle didn’t, and honestly, her opinion was the only one that mattered.
My brothers would love me no matter what or who I did. There was a chance my father would be a homophobic piece of shit but that nigga was locked up and had bigger fish to fry. Shit. I wish I would let a nigga who’d gotten a crackhead pregnant and was now serving federal time ever criticize my mothafuckin’ decision making skills, especially knowing I was raising his kids.
“If I have to share Jiselle with anyone, I’m glad it’s you.” Kiano’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
We smiled almost in sync and I immediately felt the pull between us. Kiano’s eyes jumped down to my lips and back. I automatically repeated the move.
“Stop thinking about it and just kiss me.”
I chuckled but I couldn’t lie, he was right. I was thinking about it.
Having a man who Selle had made drop to his knees in the middle of a bar and consistently called a “good boy” hoe me was a lil crazy.
My hand lifted and I thought about grabbing his face but paused when I realized how dirty my hand was. I let it fall back to my side. Kiano took a step closer then took the lead. He gripped me by the neck and I tilted my head so our lips met.
Shit. It was our first kiss.
I was kissing a man… and I liked it.
I liked Kiano.
He grabbed my face while we kissed and I shoved my tongue into his mouth. My hands went to his waist and I pulled me closer. I could feel his dick getting harder against mine and that realization had mine getting harder in return.
Kiano pulled back first.
“That give you any clarity?” he asked.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “You’re going to end up being mine just as much as Selle is,” I said simply.
He chuckled. “You believe that?”
“I know it,” I said. “I already have y’all.”
“You always this cocky?”