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  “I’m sorry about your mom, baby. You have to keep faith. Everything is going to be okay. I love you, Kimora. You know I’m here for you. You have me. You always have,” I said, finally sitting next to her as she looked up into my eyes.

  “Thank you. I just feel guilty that our relationship is so estranged. What if she never comes out of a coma? I thought I could handle this, but I can’t, Neron! I’m trying to be strong for Kennard. He needs me!” she yelled as she started crying.

  “It’s okay, baby. Regardless of the relationship you have with your mother, she loves you and you love her. She loves Kennard, too. She’s going to be okay,” I replied as I pulled her into my chest. She felt so good on my body, and it saddened me that we had to reconnect under these circumstances.

  Kimora cried like she was sending her first-born child off to college. She poured her heart out to me. I always knew her mother and she didn’t have the best relationship once her parents divorced, but she never really told me everything that went on. So, to hear all of these details from her past had a nigga feeling terrible that she had to grow up so fast and kept everything locked inside her. She wiped her tears as she looked into my eyes.

  “I’m so sorry about your daughter, Mia. I’m over here putting more stress on you when you’re dealing with a loss. I’m sorry,” she cried.

  I pulled her face up to mines and kissed her passionately. We were both hurting. At this moment, I just wanted to make us both feel good. I wanted to feel her. She was my rib.

  “I’ve missed you,” I said softly as I kissed and sucked on her neck. The scent of vanilla filled my mouth as my dick got hard.

  “Ummmm,” she moaned as she unhurriedly leaned back onto my bed. I lifted her legs onto my lap, slid off her sandals, and tenderly massaged her feet. She closed her eyes and groaned. I got up from the bed and dimmed the lights. I calmly pulled her up from the bed and slowly undressed her. Her body was perfect.

  I bent down and traced my tongue along her stomach. She grabbed my head and threw her head back. I tugged at her panties and slid them down her body with my teeth, exposing her shaved kitty cat. I looked up at her beautiful face as she unclasped her bra, exposing her perky pierced nipples. They caught me by surprise because I didn’t know she had gotten them pierced.

  She lied back on the bed as I pulled my basketball shorts down and my shirt over my head. I mounted her naked body as her breasts pressed against my chest. I looked into her eyes. She stared back at me seductively, tears filling her eyes. She quickly blinked the tears away as I kissed every one that fell from her eyes.

  “I never stopped loving you, Kimora,” I confessed as I slid down to her sweet center and attached my mouth to her forbidden fruit. I flicked my tongue over her clit like a snake as I slid two fingers into her wet cave.

  “Oh my God, Neron! Yessssss,” she hissed in pleasure.

  “You like that?” I urged in between slurps while I finger fucked her.

  “Yes, baby,” she moaned.

  I continued to suck, slurp, nibble, and lick until I drained her as if she was clogged. I moved my attention to her thighs, placing delicate kisses on her inner thighs and trailing them up to her stomach. I cupped her breasts in my hands and carefully sucked on each Hershey Kiss nipple, gently tugging at her nipple piercings. I spelled out my name on her breasts with my tongue while I reached down to caress her throbbing center.

  Kimora pulled my face to hers and kissed me passionately as she slipped her tongue into my mouth. I reached down and slid into her pussy like a surfboard. She fit me like a banana in its peel. I stroked her nice and slow as she matched my rhythm. It felt amazing to make love to her again. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she licked on my ear. For fifteen minutes, I made slow love to her as she cried out my name.

  “This dick is all yours,” I growled.

  “Yes, Neron. Don’t stop!” she moaned as her nails dug into the skin on my back.

  I pulled out and instructed her to turn over. Now, I was about to fuck the shit outta her. She quickly got on all fours and tooted her ass up into the air, assuming the position. I slid into her and picked up the speed. I wrapped my hand in her bed of curly hair and tugged on it while my other hand rested on her shoulder.

  “Yesssss. Fuck me!” she cried out as she erupted like a fire hydrant. I continued to fuck her, hitting her magical spot.

  “Ummmm,” I groaned as I let out a ragged breath.

  I continued to pound into her, releasing my seeds deep inside her. We both collapsed on the bed, panting and out of breath.

  I turned off all the lights and pulled Kimora into me as we spooned with her back against my chest. I caressed her hair and kissed the back of her neck. Even though our bodies were sticky and sweaty, she felt amazing against my skin.

  “How are you holding up about Mia?” asked Kimora, breaking our silence.

  “I’m dealing with it. Gabriela had her cremated so she could carry her ashes everywhere with her. She was beautiful. I took some pictures that I’ll show you later. She looked as if she was sleeping,” I explained.

  “I’m so sorry. Everything happens for a reason. We just have to stay strong for each other. This is just a test for our testimony. Strength doesn’t come from winning. Our struggles develop our strength. When we go through hardships and decided not to surrender, now that’s strength,” said Kimora, caressing my hand.

  “You’re right, baby, but you don’t have to keep apologizing every time we talk about it. For some reason, God wanted her back home. He didn’t want her in this crazy world we live in today. I’ll see her again someday,” I said as I kissed the back of her hand and held her even tighter.

  That was just like Kimora to be there for me even when she had her own shit going on. Even when we were in high school, regardless of what she had going on in her household, she was always there for me, one of the many reasons why I fell in love with her.

  Eventually, our eyes grew heavy and our minds dragged into the oblivion of sleep.

  Chapter 15

  Kimora

  My eyes fluttered open as I looked around the unfamiliar room. Panic started to take over my body, but then I looked down and noticed Neron’s strong arms wrapped tightly around me. His ass knocked my pussy out like Nyquil. I immediately calmed down and sat up, waking Neron up in the process.

  “Hey,” he said groggily as he turned on the lamp beside the bed.

  “Hey, baby. You put me to sleep,” I joked while I yawned.

  “I still got it,” he replied, sitting up.

  I smiled as I wrapped the sheet around my body and eyed the clock on his nightstand. It was around four in the morning. Neron stood up and walked towards the bathroom, manhood swinging. Even soft, his package was a nice size. He turned around and smirked, knowing I was looking at his penis.

  “Wanna join me in the shower?”

  I didn’t even reply as I unwrapped myself from out of the sheet and followed him into the bathroom where we showered, fucked, and then washed each other’s bodies again.

  *

  I threw on one of Neron’s T-shirts, a pair of his boxers, and some white socks, and emerged from the bedroom. I found Kennard asleep on the sofa with a blanket draped across his body. I noticed that he had washed his plate and even put up the food. I taught him well. I smiled at my brother and felt proud of the young man he was becoming.

  I jumped when I felt Neron wrap his arms around me.

  “You startled me, baby,” I said smiling, turning around, and wrapping my arms around his neck.

  “Are you hungry?” he inquired.

  “I could eat,” I responded smiling.

  Neron reheated some of the food he prepared and we took our plates into the bedroom, not wanting to wake up a sleeping Kennard.

  We sat on the bed with our plates on our lap as we watched episodes of Martin.

  “Oh, my God. This is like heaven in my mouth,” I moaned as I covered my mouth with my hand as I was taking.

  “Ya boy
got skills! On the real Kimora, I love you so much. I have you now, and I’m never going to let anything get between us. Not a female, distance, or drama. God placed you back into my life for a reason,” he acknowledged.

  CRASH!!!!!!

  I jumped up from the bed, almost knocking my plate over onto the floor as I looked at Neron with fear in my eyes.

  “What the fuck was that?” I whispered as I attempted to leave the room to check on Kennard.

  “Nah, stay here,” Neron whispered as he reached inside his dresser and pulled out a 9 mm gun. I watched as he walked out into the living room, with me on his ass even though he told me to stay put. We found Kennard looking out the window.

  “Kennard, what’s going on?” I asked my brother, happy that he was okay.

  “Somebody threw a brick through someone’s car window and sped off.”

  Neron looked at the window and was surprised to find out that it was, indeed, his car that was vandalized. We both looked at each other.

  “What did the person look like Kennard?” Neron asked him.

  Kennard turned to Neron and shrugged his shoulders. He told us it was way too dark to tell who the perpetrator was.

  Chapter 16

  Gabriela

  Yeah, I threw the brick! Who gon’ check me? I drove away from Neron’s house feeling one hundred percent better that I destroyed his front window. I even did more damage to his car before I tossed the brick. He would surely see the surprise in the morning when the sun was up and shining.

  I loved Neron. I gave that asshole all of me, only for him to lead me on, disown me, and ultimately hurt me to the core. After all the late night pillow talks, fuck sessions, and dates he and I have experienced together, he just dropped me for Kimora! I’mma show Neron what it feels like to have someone you love taken from you. My daughter was snatched away from me because he chose to put Kimora before me – his baby mother. He mentioned that she was in town, so I was going to play the part and strike Kimora when she least expected it.

  I knew it was only going to be a matter of time before Kimora or Neron reached out to me and when they did, I’d be playing the victim role with violins magically surrounding me.

  I walked inside my mother’s house and found my brothers on the sofa watching a movie. I slowly strolled into the kitchen to take out some steaks, potatoes, and canned sweet corn that I was going to cook. I didn’t feel bad at all that my mother was in jail for two serious charges. She could kiss my ass because she had done nothing but wreak havoc on my life.

  I prepared dinner while my head rummaged with thoughts of how I was going to play Neron and Kimora. Those two bitches thought they could take Mija from me and get away with it. I lost my daughter! Neron killed our daughter by putting me out for her!

  After I had made dinner, I got my brothers fed, bathed, and in bed. I laid down on my mother’s bed, sipped on a Raspberry Rita, and clicked around on Facebook. I was in the middle of writing a status when my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the area code, so I accepted the call.

  “Who dis?” I barked into the phone, annoyed that someone was interrupting my leisure time.

  “Gaby?”

  Instantly I knew it was Kimora. I would always know that voice. I honestly didn’t think she would reach out to me so soon. The hairs on my arms stood up as my nerves shot through my body like a bolt of lightning.

  “What up?” I replied as I sipped on my Rita.

  “Um, I know this is awkward and everything, but I really wanted to send my condolences to you on losing your daughter. I’m very sorry that happened,” she said sympathetically.

  I rolled my eyes but played the role.

  “Thank you. It’s good to hear your voice,” I lied as I sipped on my Rita and stared at the wall.

  “Um…I uh…I know Neron is going through it, and I know you obviously must be, too. Would you like to catch up at lunch or go out? To keep your mind off of everything, or to get you out of the house and give you a distraction?”

  “Yeah, that’ll be nice,” I lied.

  “Well, tomorrow is Friday, so would you like to go out?” she asked. My skin crawled from hearing her voice. Just knowing that, hours ago, before I trashed Neron’s car, I saw Kimora, Kennard, and Neron inside his home while I was spying. Neron was always good about leaving the blinds drawn open after the sun went down.

  “Yeah, that’ll be nice. We need to catch up,” I fibbed.

  “Um, well tomorrow, you and I…Olive Garden…say two o’clock?”

  “Yeah, that’s what’s up,” I added as my thick Spanish accent oozed into the phone.

  *

  After shipping my brothers off to school, coming home, and showering, I stood in front of my full-length closet mirror and eyed my body. Since having Mia, my pudgy stomach was still noticeable. I knew it’d only been a few days, but I felt so ugly after having her. Seeing my stretch marks and kangaroo pouch made me feel ten times worse.

  Looking at myself in the mirror gave me flashbacks when my mother used to verbally abuse me. I could hear her voice as if she was standing right in the room with me. I blinked away a tear as I felt myself about to breakdown. I wiped the tear that sat on my cheek. I wasn’t about to let thoughts of my mother occupy my mind.

  I studied my suitcase of clothes to decide what I was going to wear later on to Olive Garden. I was actually nervous to meet up with Kimora. I sorted through the clothes, but I didn’t like anything I saw. I tried on a few outfits, but nothing seemed to fit me like I wanted it to. I threw my suitcase across the room and clothes flew into the air. I huffed, puffed, and sat down on the bed.

  I decided to head to Regency Mall and find a quick outfit. My funds were extremely low so it would have to be something cheap and cute. I was definitely on a budget, but I wanted to be cute in Kimora’s presence.

  Chapter 17

  Kimora

  “You’re a phenomenal woman, baby. With everything going on with your mother, you’ve found the time to take Gabriela to lunch. Maybe you two will rekindle your friendship. I just don’t want anything to do with her, personally, but you know I’d never stand in your way to make something right again. After all, you did give me a second chance,” said Neron as we stood at the repair shop where I paid to get his window fixed.

  I smiled hearing him talk so highly of me.

  We were surprised to see his car scraped badly on the car doors, hood and trunk. It was as if someone took a blade or razor and slashed his paint job like nails to a chalkboard. At first, he was adamant about paying, but I kept bugging him to allow me to pay for the repairs since he should be saving money to open his barbershop.

  “I wonder who broke your shit, though. Do you think it was Gaby?” I said as Neron paid for two sodas from the vending machine.

  “I won’t lie and say she didn’t cross my mind because when I dropped her home she was indeed pissed. I have no proof, though, so what can I do?” replied Neron as he passed me a soda.

  *

  After leaving the repair shop, Neron and I drove in separate cars. This gave me time to talk to Kennard to see where his head was concerning our mother’s health.

  “How are you holding up?” I said, braking to stop at the red light.

  “Ehh, good, I guess. I don’t know how to really feel. It’s like I want to cry, but I can’t,” confessed Kennard.

  “Everyone deals with things in their own way, so it’s okay if you can’t cry or feel how others expect you to,” I replied as we pulled into Neron’s apartment complex.

  “You also don’t have to hold everything in either,” I said, turning off the ignition.

  “Thanks, sis. I’m going to fly back home this weekend... I have to get back to school and everything,” said Kennard, hopping out of the car. I was proud of how well my brother was dealing with everything, but I still was going to keep my eye on him.

  Once inside the house, I showered and got ready for my lunch date with Gabriela. I decided to wear my favorite red spaghetti strap bodycon
dress, paired with my black peep toe Christian Louboutins. As I was moisturizing my hair, Neron walked into the bathroom and smacked me on the ass.

  “Damn, woman. You sure you’re going to meet Gabriela, and not some nigga?” he joked as he smirked and licked his lips at me.

  “I’m sure, baby. You’re the only one I have eyes for,” I laughed as I applied a fresh coat of clear lip-gloss and smacked my lips together.

  Before I knew it, Neron had hiked my dress up over my ass and pulled my thong down to my ankles. He bent me over the sink counter, grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them apart, and dived in tongue first.

  Neron’s tongue game was the shit. I closed my eyes as moans filled the bathroom. He spelled his name on my pussy as I continued to cream into his mouth. Satisfied that he’d brought me to ecstasy, he pulled out his thick rod and slid into home base.

  “Damn girl,” Neron cried out.

  “Go deeper baby. Yesssss,” I yelled out as he hit my G-spot. He continued to hit my target as he reached under my dress and massaged my breasts. I squeezed my walls tight when I felt him on the verge of climax. We came together.

  Neron pulled out and we both cleaned ourselves up.

  “You’re so nasty,” I laughed as I did a once over in the mirror and grabbed my black clutch.

  “You like it, though,” he added as he sprayed on some cologne.

  I kissed Neron goodbye and gave my brother a hug.

  “Have fun, baby. We’re going to get some Jenkin’s Barbecue and hit up the Redbox, so don’t worry about us,” said Neron, walking me to the car.

  *

  Pulling up to Olive Garden, I parked my car and looked around to see if I could spot Gabriela. I didn’t see her right away, so I sent her a quick text letting her know that I’d arrived. I pulled down the sun visor and reapplied another coat of lip-gloss. Satisfied with my look, I stepped out of the car. It felt incredible outside.