The Things I Would Do For You

☥Chapter One☥

"Why are you staring at me like that?" She asked

"Because I'm enjoying what I'm seeing. Is that a problem for you, Taj?" I smirked

Her words got caught in her throat as she removed my hands from her body. She quickly walked down the hallway, making me follow behind her. Knowing I have long arms, and knowing that I can easily reach to touch her at a certain distance clicked in my mind. I grabbed her arm to make her stop moving.

"Why'd you run off?" I raised my eyebrow

"I'm hungry"

"Bullshit- are you scared of me, angel?" I smiled as I asked. She shook her head, "C'mon, talk" I whispered in her ear

"N-No, I'm not" She stuttered

"Taj," I rubbed her goosebumped arms "You can't fool me"

I kissed her temple, letting go of her. Taj turned around, running her hand through her wild natural hair. My eyes darted down to her legs as she walked, scanning them because of how toned and thick they were. She wasn't that girl who was skinny, or slim thick- she was thick. Thick as hell actually. She had curves, wide hips, a nice bottom to fit it all. Her breasts were quite large- which I had dreamed of during my nap a few hours ago.

Her face has a unique structure to it, but her cheeks were a tiny bit chubby- so was her arms. God, I wish I could just fuck her in this hallway, but I mean, it is what it is.

Walking back to the living room, Hanson was playing NBA 2K13 on his PS3.

"What's taking Taj so long, yo?" He asked "She must be trynna get away from your thug lookin' ass"

"Rude" I punched him in the chest "I'm not a thug, nigga.. I can just dress better than your bum ass, boy"

"Lies you tell yourself- we all know I dress better. Now sit on papi lap and tell him how much you wanna suck this long-"

"Man, fuck on" I slapped his face

"Hanson, y'all hungry?" I heard Taj yell

"Yeah, what you trynna fix?!" He yelled back

"Something simple" She shouted

"Aight" He nodded

"So, shawty can cook?" I smiled

"You trynna hit on my sister, fam? I thought it was us and only us" He tried to kiss me, but I got up making him fall forward

"Hell no"

"I was just joking, jeez. Nobody want your deformed Russy Simmons lookin' ass anyway" He rubbed the top of his head

"Now, you know that was mean" I chuckled

"And?" He smacked his lips

"Is my baby here yet?" Mrs. Peters came downstairs, wrapping herself in a robe

"Yeah, she in the kitchen" Hanson replied

"Bakari, get that sexy ass back up here woman" Mr. Peters jogged downstairs "Sup y'all two, which way she go?"

We pointed left. He went after his wife and next thing you know, he was carrying her back up the steps.

"I wasn't finished with yo' stubborn tail" He mumbled

"Aye, if I come back out and my Brazilian weave messed up, call 9-1-1. It's his fault he pullin' it too hard- it's a tragedy for us black women"

"Ma, shut up" Hanson groaned

"How you think you got here, negro?!" They both shouted from the top of the steps

After about 5 minutes, making sure they weren't going to surprise us, I spoke up.

"Your moms and pops crazy, I swear" I laughed "They cute though and I can tell where Taj got her figure from"

"You thinkin' 'bout my wife, ugly boy?" Mr. Peters slapped the side of my head

"Nah, man" I hissed "Where did you even come from?"

"I had to come back down to get some more condoms" He went to the bathroom

I looked at Hanson.

"I don't know, but their room is sound proof which I am thankful for" Hanson put his hands in a praying gesture

"You mad because I get pussy and you don't, lil nigga- bye" His dad smacked us with a condom packet and ran upstairs

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