I chuckled to myself,knowing that it was true. Rae was truly in her soft girl era now, but don’t ever play with her about my brother, or she’d take that apron off so quick!
“Hayami.” I turned my head to see that Vasiah was hovering over me.
“I’m sorry I questioned your intuition. I ain’t never dealt with nothing like that before.” he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. I nodded.
“You’re forgiven, baby… I actually wanna say sorry to you, too.”
“What are you apologizing for?”
“For making me be mad at you,” I grinned, and he smirked.
“You something else, man…”
“Mmmhmm.” My eyes cast downward as I trailed my hand along the zipper of his jeans. Before I even tugged on it, he was bulging already.
“Whatchu trynna do with that?” he asked huskily.
“You’ll see.” I pulled it out and wrapped both hands around it, swirling my tongue around the head. His head went back as he gripped my wig.
“Reinaaa…”
I responded with slurps, sinking lower and lower until it tapped the back of my larynx. If it weren’t for my wig glue, I’m sure my wig would’ve been on the other side of the room, from how hard he was gripping it.
“Eyes on me,” he commanded, and I looked up, holding his stare. Alternating my hands between his shaft and his balls, my man’s legs were about to give out on him. His hands went from my hair to either side of my vanity for balance.
“REINA. BABY. YOU EAT THIS DICK UP SO GOOD! I’M BOUT TO CU–” Poor baby couldn’t even finish his sentence because moments later, the kids went to the playground down my throat. I swallowed every drop, and he staggered back.
“You….I might… have to… you did that to other niggas before?!” he looked like he was having an out-of-body experience, and I couldn’t help but laugh at his question.
“Vasiah, what?! Of course, I’ve sucked dick before… not like this though, and not being in love with a man like you.” There was a tinge of seriousness to my voice. I was very sexually experienced, in tune with what my body needed and wanted, and knew how to get mine. This was the first time I ever prioritized someone else’s pleasure in addition to mine. Most niggas I fucked were just happy to be there, and it showed in the ways they conducted themselves in the bedroom. Having sex while you’re in love is proving to be different. Like not only is this person capable of blowing my back out and treating me well, but this person is also someone I feel extremely safe with. Vasiah smiled, and I almost said fuck Sunday Funday to get bent over and show him something else. Instead, I brushed my teeth again and scraped my tongue, finally ready after three more coats of gloss.
Hand in hand with the Don Julio in tow, we walked towards the sprinter where everyone else was waiting. Reign stood outside, dressed in his usual all-black, with a pre-roll behind hisear. Vasiah squeezed my hand tighter, and right as I was about to interject before either of them said anything slick, Reign surprised us both.
“Aye, bro. We got off on the wrong foot, so I wanna apologize to you. Smoke this with me?”
My eyes stretched. Maybe love changes you after all.
23
VASIAH
Icouldn’t have heard this nigga right. Let Reina tell it, Reign was not the type of nigga to apologize. So what changed? When I mentioned it to my Pops, he didn’t excuse his behavior, but he did offer a perspective that I didn’t necessarily consider because I’m an only child. I didn’t know how it felt to have a sibling to look out for and protect, especially a sister. But I meant what I said. I didn’t care if Reign never liked me, as long as his sister did. But now, his tune was changing. A truce, of some sort. Reina stood between us, wide-eyed and just as perplexed as me.
“Ummm. Yeah, I’ll smoke this with you,” I surprised myself by obliging. I only ever really smoked cigars. Weed wasn’t my thing, but one time in college, I took some shrooms and had adderall maybe once or twice. So, I wasn’t such a novice. Reina looked between us, shrugged, then climbed into the sprinter to take shots with the girls. I watched Reign grab a lighter with Desirae’s face on it and spark the pre-roll. I’d have to introduce him to Kari, who was opening her own dispensary soon and grewall types of exotic strains of weed. Reign took the first pull, then passed it to me.
“I’m not a nigga of many words. My wife has admittedly made me more expressive, but my default is to let my actions speak. I love my sister, dawg…been her protector since before we came out the womb. Sometimes she’s my voice of reason, and other times I’m hers. I’m sure you know the story of how our dad treated her and that one time a nigga played in her face…I just don’t want her to feel like that ever again, you feel me?”
I nodded. I didn’t plan to play with or about LaReina either.
“But I also recognize where I went wrong. It was fucked up of me to say that I’m the reason that she’s the woman she is…Reina would have motion whether I was in the picture or not. And though I tried to teach her things, she’s her own woman and capable of making her own decisions. All in all, I shoulda gave you a chance instead of coming at you crazy. My fault for that, G.”
We passed the blunt back and forth until it was nothing but a roach, and dapped each other when it was all said and done. Climbing into the Sprinter, I settled in next to my lady, who was tipsy and looked so happy.
“Do I need to curse him out again?”
I squeezed her thigh. “Nah, Bae. We cool now.”
“Good. I’d hate to have to choose my nigga over my family.”