Part 11
"Mercedes!" I yelled. My sister came running into the bedroom to find me searching frantically.
"What?" she asked, watching me throw things around the room.
"Where's my corset?" I asked, out of breath from running around. She thought for a moment, then walked over to my closet. I watched her reach into the back of it and produce my black leather corset. I smiled and thanked her as she walked out of the room. Within an hour, I was dressed to kill and ready to decimate all.
"Ay!" Mercedes squealed as I stepped out of my room, ready to go out. I smiled under my thick make-up and curled hair. I walked into the living room and modeled for her.
"So?" I asked, turning to look at her. I sat my hands on my hips and latched my thumbs onto my pants, which sat just below my waistline.
"Slammin, mami… Where you goin?" she asked.
"Out, just out," I replied, trying to hide the smile that threatened to spread over my entire face.
"Dressed like that?" she asked, not believing my story.
"Yes, dressed like this," I said, sighing deeply.
"Z! Wait up!" we heard as I started to exit the kitchen door. I smiled at my sister and turned on my high heels to meet Dom. He stopped in his tracks and gripped tightly to the doorframe. I ran my tongue across my teeth and smiled again at Mercedes. She looked at me questioningly, but shook her head and waved her hand.
"Have fun," she said nonchalantly, going back to whatever she was doing when I came in. I smiled at Dom, which gave him the go-ahead to walk the rest of the distance between us.
"Shall we?" he asked, snaking his arm over my shoulders and under my hair. I shivered slightly as his hand grazed the back of my neck. I agreed and slid my arm to his back, around his waist. I smiled at Mercedes again as we walked outside.
"So, where'd you go today?" I asked once we were on the road.
"I took a walk," he said simply. I crinkled my forehead in thought and turned my face to him.
"You took… A walk?" I asked, somehow surprised. I shouldn't have been, but I was.
"Yeah, to think," he answered. I raised my eyebrows and turned back to the road. "I thought about last night," he confessed. My heart leapt into my throat as I thought about the previous night. I yanked the steering wheel and slammed on the break pedal, making the car stop suddenly at a strange angle.
When we were able to retain our normal breathing rate, I asked, "What about last night?" looking straight ahead.
"About how it was a great night… And a lot of fun until you started trippin," he admitted, looking at me sheepishly. I smiled and moved a little closer to him.
"I guess it was pretty fun," I agreed, running my hand over his scalp, to the back of his neck.
"Yeah," he said, moving his face closer to mine. I watched him close his eyes and did the same as his lips touched mine softly.
"Dom…" I said, my voice thick with a dozen different emotions.
"Z… Don't start trippin again, please," he pleaded, kissing me again. I smiled against his lips and held tight to his neck, kissing him again and again.
"Dom, please don't stop," I said when he pulled away. He grinned and descended to my lips again, making me shudder with excitement. I succumbed to my passion over my pride and felt myself starting to get into the mood.
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Part 12
"Home alone at last," Leon said when I walked into the living room. I rolled my eyes and sat on the couch across the room from him.
"And I've got great movies!" I said excitedly. I jumped to the floor and crawled to the cabinet that held all the movies we owned. I started picking a few out when I felt the floor vibrate beneath me from footsteps... Leon's footsteps. I took a deep breath, I could feel him sit directly behind me.
"That's a good one," he said, leaning forward and pressing his chest against my back. He grabbed a movie and held it in front of me. I cracked a smile. It was the Pam and Tommy porno movie. The only reason I had it was because I bought anything that had to do with Motley Crue, I'd never watched that one, though.
"That doesn't surprise me that you've seen it," I said, taking it from him and putting it back in its place.
"And you haven't?" he asked, his voice becoming rough and low as he got closer to my face.
"No," I said, shaking my head nervously.
"Want to?" he asked, his lips brushing against my cheek.
"No," I laughed. He put his hand on my inner thigh as I was sitting Indian style and rubbed it gently.
"Don't do that," I breathed.
"Why not?" he whispered in my ear. I didn't wanna feel like a complete ass and tell him 'because I'm afraid of what my sister will say'.
"Fuck it," I said, pushing Leon down and crawling on top of him. I kissed him as he laughed at my spontaneous outburst. I straddled his waist and rested my arms on either side of his head. I felt his hands on my back, pulling him down lower on top of him, and then they moved to my hair. I loved it when guys ran their fingers through my hair because it was so long and thin. At that very moment, the telephone rang. I couldn't believe it.
"Don't answer it," Leon said.
"No, I gotta answer it," I sighed. "If it's Z and I don't answer, she'll come home wondering what I'm doin."
"We wouldn't want that."
"No," I said, crawling off him and running to the phone. "Bueno?"
"Is Leon or Dom there, please?" a pretty sexy voice asked. I didn't recognize the voice.
"Yeah, who's calling?"
"Brian." I put the phone down and looked at Leon who was still lying on his back on the floor.
"Leon," I called, grabbing his attention. "Brian's on the phone." He jumped up, ran to me, and snatched the phone outta my hand.
"Hello?" he said anxiously. I sighed at our ruined moment and headed for the bathroom to take me a nice... cold shower.
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Part 13
Unfortunately, our make-out session stopped before it could become anything else. I laid my head back against my seat, consciously making my breathing slow. I sighed and started the car again, slamming it into gear with the ball of my hand and speeding off.
"Who's Jesse?" I asked after a few minutes. We were in the middle of nowhere and I wanted some kind of conversation.
It took him a while to answer, and when he finally did, his words sounded forced, "He was a friend of mine," he said. I looked at him again and saw sadness on his face. I turned back to the road, but stopped the car again, doing a better parking job. He looked at me, and the pain in his eyes seemed unbearable. I still didn't know what had happened, but I had a pretty good idea that his friend had died and Dom was still hurting.
I reached over and hugged him tightly, shocked by my sincerity. When I finally pulled away, I smiled at him again and gently kissed his forehead, then his nose, and then his lips. He grinned at me again, and I knew that even in this situation, we needed each other in the worst way. I turned the car around and sped off toward home, trying to think of what would happen and what I would find when we arrived.
Surprisingly, the place was quiet. I heard the shower running, and ruled out that it must be my sister when I saw Leon sitting on the couch, bouncing his knee uncontrollably.
"Leon? You all right man?" Dom asked upon seeing his friend so shaken.
"Jesus Dom!" Leon exclaimed, jumping up, "Spilner called!"
"Ah shit," Dom said, turning around. He put his hand on his head, which I'm sure was already pounding, and closed his eyes.
"Who called?" I asked, unsure of what the problem was.
"It's not important," Dom replied, walking into the kitchen. I looked at Leon, who said nothing, and then chased after Dom.
"What happened?" I asked him worriedly.
"Just an old friend poppin up outta nowhere," he reassured me, "Nothing to worry about."
"I don't believe you," I told him seriously.
He just smiled and kissed me softly, whispering, "Trust me, it's okay." The crazy thing is, I did believe him.
A while later, we were all tired and went to our various rooms. I laid in bed for what seemed like a long, long time, but soon felt the need to get up. I walked quietly into the living room to see Dom and Leon talking. They did some crazy handshake and Dom patted Leon's back as he stood and started to walk toward me. I stepped out of the dark hallway just as he was entering and stood, my hands on my hips, waiting for an explanation.
"Where do you think you're going?" I asked, tilting my head to the side and narrowing my eyes. He looked a little suspicious, but said nothing. "Oh, I see," I said after a few seconds of silence, "Well, go on," I told him, moving my arms to usher him towards my sister's room. He looked a little confused, but shrugged it off and picked up his step.
"Oh Leon!" I called, he turned to look at me, "If you hurt her, I swear to God I will punch you in the lungs and then I'll break your legs," I said, with all seriousness. He smiled and nodded, but turned back to Mercedes' room.
"So you're gonna punch him in the lungs, is that right?" I heard Dom say. I turned around and smiled at him, licking my lips.
"Mmhmm. And break his legs," I said, moving closer to the couch. He chuckled and took his feet off of the table so he could sit up. He motioned for me to sit next to him. As I was getting ready to sit on the couch, he grabbed my waist and spun me around, making me land on top of him. I laughed the whole time as I turned onto my back. I was now looking straight up at him and smiled when I saw him moving his face to meet mine. This time, when we kissed, it seemed a lot less innocent than in the car. I could feel his hand on my stomach and I was trembling
"Wait," I said, sitting up. He exhaled roughly and folded his arms.
"What is it this time?" he asked, exasperated.
I sighed and moved to straddle his lap. He responded and put his hands on my waist. "I wasn't comfortable lying down," I whispered, kissing his ear. He laughed a deep laugh, much different from what I'd heard before, and kissed my neck softly as I played with his necklace and the back of his neck.
"We should probably keep quiet, huh?" he asked as I pulled his shirt over his head.
"Yeah, probably," I replied breathily, letting him undress me in return. We looked at each other again and smiled as he twisted and laid me back onto the couch.
"I hope Leon's havin this good of a time," he said between kisses.
"Yeah, no joke," I said, arching my back make my stomach meet his lips. "Mercedes needs to get out more I guess."
"Yeah, but now isn't the time," he said as he continued kissing me. I smiled and agreed, allowing him to make me forget about everything else in the world.
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Part 14
"What do you want?" I playfully asked Leon as he entered my room, closing the door behind him.
"I gotta ask a favor," he said, falling to his knees next to my bed. I looked at him with a lifted eyebrow as I turned, swinging my legs over the side facing him. He grabbed my hands and looked me in the eyes. He looked like he was going to ask me to marry him!
"Can Dom and I put a pool table in your basement?" he asked hopefully.
"Beg your pardon," I said, not knowing if I heard correctly.
"Dom and I want a pool table," he repeated.
"Cuz we're bored! You and Z are always gone! We need somethin to do!" I looked at him for a minute, staring him dead in the eyes. I saw the begging and pleading in his green eyes just as I did in Hector's brown eyes.
"Lemme talk to Z..." I started.
"No!" Leon interrupted. "Cuz she'll say no..." I swallowed and continued looking at him.
"Alright fine, fine!" I gave in, like I always did with anybody who begged me for something. Leon laughed as he jumped up and kissed me.
"You might wanna get another kiss," I advised.
"Why?"
"Cuz I'll be dead when Z finds out I let you guys put a pool table in our basement." Leon smiled.
"She won't kill you, I won't let her."
"Oh, I'm sure you could stop her."
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Part 15
"Oh, no way," I heard through my sleep. I opened my eyes to find my sister standing in front of Leon, who had his chin resting on the top of her head. I smiled and sat up to face them.
"What are you goin on about?" I asked, my voice full of sleep.
"What happened here?" Mercedes asked, pointing behind me. I turned my head around and saw an arm where my head had just been.
"Oh my God," I said seriously, "the couch grew an arm!" Mercedes rolled her eyes, Leon snickered, and I just smiled and shook my head. "So what?" I asked. My sister looked at me incredulously.
"So what?" she repeated, shocked. I shrugged.
"So what'd ya'll do?" Leon asked. I giggled a bit, but stopped and turned to kiss Dom's forehead. He shifted in his sleep when I stood.
"Well, why would I tell you that?" I asked, pushing them aside and walking toward the bathroom.
"I've never known Dom to actually, literally sleep with a chick unless he was gettin some kinda action," Leon justified. I smiled again and ducked into the bathroom to turn on the shower. When I came back, they were sitting together on the side armchair.
"I never said that there was no action," I said, winking. Before either one could reply, I was in the bathroom and getting ready to take myself a shower. I stepped into the stream of water and sighed, feeling more relaxed than I could ever remember being. I lingered for a long while and was surprised when I opened the shower curtain to find Dom standing in front of me, wearing the pants he'd had on the night before.
"Hey," I said, not too sure of what was going on. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me, bringing our lips together. I smiled against his kiss and wrapped my bare legs around his waist. His hands clasped behind my back and rested there as he stumbled out of the small room. He grabbed the towel I'd set out for myself and set it on my shoulders while he walked shakily back to my bedroom. He kicked the door the rest of the way open and we spilled onto the bed as soon as I extended my leg to kick it closed. He laid on top of me, the towel discarded, but my body still wet from my shower. I squirmed under his lips as he kissed my neck and shoulders. I couldn't keep the smile off of my face as he moved back to my ear and started again, naming every body part as he left his trail.
"Earlobe... Neck... Shoulder..." he said between the series of kisses. The vibration of his lips against the still-present droplets of water was driving me absolutely crazy, but he continued down my arm, "Elbow... Hand... Fingers..." I wrapped my fingers around his scalp and pulled his face back to mine, forcing him into another kiss.
"Dom..." I said between ragged breaths, "kiss me."
"I have been," he said, chuckling and kissing me again.
"No," I said shakily, yanking his face to mine again, "I want you to kiss me somewhere I've never been kissed." He extended his arms, pushing himself up. I bit my bottom lip and looked at him slyly. He smiled at me and bent his head down to kiss me, just as I was moving to kiss him. We butted heads, but he smiled at me again and began kissing down my arm again. He moved to my hip, and to my outer thigh. He looked at me with just his eyes, the rest of his face turned down to my leg and I could see him smirking. His hand traveled down my leg and gripped onto my ankle. I arched my back to move myself closer to the head of the bed to give him more room. I watched my knee bend and smirked as his face continued moving down to my inner thigh.
"I said somewhere I've never been kissed," I said, emphasizing 'never.' He smiled again and grasped my ankle tighter, then pulled it up over his head, then placed his lips on the sensitive spot behind my knee. I grabbed the pillow and arched my back again, moaning loudly.
"Fuck!" I said, breaking my leg from his grip. I grabbed the top sheet off of my bed, jumped up, and wrapped it around myself.
"Agh! What it is this time?" he asked, flopping onto his back. He folded his arms and laid his head on his hands. I gave him a stare of mortification and confusion.
"Uh, well, my sister and Leon are in the next room!" I hissed. He gave me a sideways glance, and then started laughing. I put my hands on my hips and looked at him, waiting for an explanation.
"You are too much," he said, walking toward me. He put his hands on my shoulders, but I pulled away.
"And what's so funny?" I asked, annoyed. He was still smiling when he answered.
"They left," he said simply. Feeling like a jackass, I looked away and clicked my tongue on the roof of my mouth. "Hey," he said, moving my face back to his with his thumb and forefinger, "what's wrong?"
"I... Feel like a jackass," I told him, sighing against his chest. He laughed again and I swatted his arm playfully, "It's not funny, jackass."
"Oh sure it is," he said, kissing my nose.
"Hmm... Not really, but it's okay, I forgive you," I told him, smiling as I kissed him softly. Soon, the kissing had developed into a more serious series of actions. I reached down and unbuttoned his pants while we kissed, and pushed them down. Next, the boxers came off, and finally, I took the sheet off of myself. I pushed him backward until he fell onto the bed, and then I fell on top of him, bringing the sheet with me, and draping it over us. His male instinct kicked in just as we started getting serious and he moved me off of him, then assumed his previous position over me.
Less than an hour later, we were curled up together on my bed, wrapped in the sheet and each other's arms. I kissed the side of his face and he smiled. I sat up, but he placed his hand on my stomach and pushed me back down. I giggled and kissed him, then tried again to stand, with the same result.
"Look," I told him, "Mercedes will be back any minute, I've gotta get dressed." He sighed deeply and let me go. I stood and walked to my closet, grabbing a pair of jogging pants and one of the wifebeaters that Hector had forgotten during his recent trip. I pulled the clothes on, then threw Dom his pants and boxers. Once we were both dressed, he wrapped his arms around my waist again and kissed me one last time before we had to go face the world - Namely, Leon and Mercedes.
"Ooh..." we heard as we walked into the living room. I looked up to find my sister and Leon perched on the couch, and blushed. I could feel my face turning a few different shades of red, but shook it off.
"So, where have you two been?" I inquired, intentionally changing the subject.
"Dawg," Leon said, pulling Dom aside. I couldn't hear what he said afterward, but I saw Dom's eyes light up and a slow smile spread across his face.
"We'll be right back," Dom announced. He and Leon made their way to the kitchen and I heard the back door close.
"What's goin on?" I asked my sister suspiciously.
"Promise not to freak out?" she asked, suddenly sounding very guilty.
"Mercedes..." I said with my normal motherly tone and my hands on my hips.
"Z, promise me you won't start trippin," she pleaded.
"I'll let you know in a minute," I said, stalking toward the kitchen. She jumped up and ran to block my path, putting her arms on the doorframe to keep me from getting any closer to whatever they were hiding.
"No. First, your promise not to flip, then I'll take you to see," Mercedes said sternly. I rolled my eyes and agreed, pushing her head to get her out of the way.
I walked outside, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. "What the hell am I looking for?" I asked. I really wanted to know what was going on.
"In the basement," she replied. I looked at her suspiciously, but opened the door to the basement and started down the stairs. It was dark and cool, and when I was only a few feet into the room, I bumped into something. I ran my hands over the obstruction and deduced that it was a pool table.
Knowing well what it was, I asked, "What in the fuck did I just run into?"
"Surprise!" Leon cried when Mercedes turned on the light. I looked at the game table and tried my hardest to not smile. No one knew, not even Mercedes, that I'd always had a passion for pool. Hector had taught me all about it and even a few helpful tips on hustling, which was his main source of income before he found street racing.
"Hmm... Who's this belong to?" I asked, trying to sound angry. Mercedes grabbed Leon's wrist and raised his hand. He yanked it down and looked at me guiltily. I rolled my eyes and flipped my hand, silently agreeing to let him keep it there. Maybe I'd finally be able to have some fun away from our cars, and possibly make some money.
"Mercedes!" I yelled. My sister came running into the bedroom to find me searching frantically.
"What?" she asked, watching me throw things around the room.
"Where's my corset?" I asked, out of breath from running around. She thought for a moment, then walked over to my closet. I watched her reach into the back of it and produce my black leather corset. I smiled and thanked her as she walked out of the room. Within an hour, I was dressed to kill and ready to decimate all.
"Ay!" Mercedes squealed as I stepped out of my room, ready to go out. I smiled under my thick make-up and curled hair. I walked into the living room and modeled for her.
"So?" I asked, turning to look at her. I sat my hands on my hips and latched my thumbs onto my pants, which sat just below my waistline.
"Slammin, mami… Where you goin?" she asked.
"Out, just out," I replied, trying to hide the smile that threatened to spread over my entire face.
"Dressed like that?" she asked, not believing my story.
"Yes, dressed like this," I said, sighing deeply.
"Z! Wait up!" we heard as I started to exit the kitchen door. I smiled at my sister and turned on my high heels to meet Dom. He stopped in his tracks and gripped tightly to the doorframe. I ran my tongue across my teeth and smiled again at Mercedes. She looked at me questioningly, but shook her head and waved her hand.
"Have fun," she said nonchalantly, going back to whatever she was doing when I came in. I smiled at Dom, which gave him the go-ahead to walk the rest of the distance between us.
"Shall we?" he asked, snaking his arm over my shoulders and under my hair. I shivered slightly as his hand grazed the back of my neck. I agreed and slid my arm to his back, around his waist. I smiled at Mercedes again as we walked outside.
"So, where'd you go today?" I asked once we were on the road.
"I took a walk," he said simply. I crinkled my forehead in thought and turned my face to him.
"You took… A walk?" I asked, somehow surprised. I shouldn't have been, but I was.
"Yeah, to think," he answered. I raised my eyebrows and turned back to the road. "I thought about last night," he confessed. My heart leapt into my throat as I thought about the previous night. I yanked the steering wheel and slammed on the break pedal, making the car stop suddenly at a strange angle.
When we were able to retain our normal breathing rate, I asked, "What about last night?" looking straight ahead.
"About how it was a great night… And a lot of fun until you started trippin," he admitted, looking at me sheepishly. I smiled and moved a little closer to him.
"I guess it was pretty fun," I agreed, running my hand over his scalp, to the back of his neck.
"Yeah," he said, moving his face closer to mine. I watched him close his eyes and did the same as his lips touched mine softly.
"Dom…" I said, my voice thick with a dozen different emotions.
"Z… Don't start trippin again, please," he pleaded, kissing me again. I smiled against his lips and held tight to his neck, kissing him again and again.
"Dom, please don't stop," I said when he pulled away. He grinned and descended to my lips again, making me shudder with excitement. I succumbed to my passion over my pride and felt myself starting to get into the mood.
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Part 12
"Home alone at last," Leon said when I walked into the living room. I rolled my eyes and sat on the couch across the room from him.
"And I've got great movies!" I said excitedly. I jumped to the floor and crawled to the cabinet that held all the movies we owned. I started picking a few out when I felt the floor vibrate beneath me from footsteps... Leon's footsteps. I took a deep breath, I could feel him sit directly behind me.
"That's a good one," he said, leaning forward and pressing his chest against my back. He grabbed a movie and held it in front of me. I cracked a smile. It was the Pam and Tommy porno movie. The only reason I had it was because I bought anything that had to do with Motley Crue, I'd never watched that one, though.
"That doesn't surprise me that you've seen it," I said, taking it from him and putting it back in its place.
"And you haven't?" he asked, his voice becoming rough and low as he got closer to my face.
"No," I said, shaking my head nervously.
"Want to?" he asked, his lips brushing against my cheek.
"No," I laughed. He put his hand on my inner thigh as I was sitting Indian style and rubbed it gently.
"Don't do that," I breathed.
"Why not?" he whispered in my ear. I didn't wanna feel like a complete ass and tell him 'because I'm afraid of what my sister will say'.
"Fuck it," I said, pushing Leon down and crawling on top of him. I kissed him as he laughed at my spontaneous outburst. I straddled his waist and rested my arms on either side of his head. I felt his hands on my back, pulling him down lower on top of him, and then they moved to my hair. I loved it when guys ran their fingers through my hair because it was so long and thin. At that very moment, the telephone rang. I couldn't believe it.
"Don't answer it," Leon said.
"No, I gotta answer it," I sighed. "If it's Z and I don't answer, she'll come home wondering what I'm doin."
"We wouldn't want that."
"No," I said, crawling off him and running to the phone. "Bueno?"
"Is Leon or Dom there, please?" a pretty sexy voice asked. I didn't recognize the voice.
"Yeah, who's calling?"
"Brian." I put the phone down and looked at Leon who was still lying on his back on the floor.
"Leon," I called, grabbing his attention. "Brian's on the phone." He jumped up, ran to me, and snatched the phone outta my hand.
"Hello?" he said anxiously. I sighed at our ruined moment and headed for the bathroom to take me a nice... cold shower.
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Part 13
Unfortunately, our make-out session stopped before it could become anything else. I laid my head back against my seat, consciously making my breathing slow. I sighed and started the car again, slamming it into gear with the ball of my hand and speeding off.
"Who's Jesse?" I asked after a few minutes. We were in the middle of nowhere and I wanted some kind of conversation.
It took him a while to answer, and when he finally did, his words sounded forced, "He was a friend of mine," he said. I looked at him again and saw sadness on his face. I turned back to the road, but stopped the car again, doing a better parking job. He looked at me, and the pain in his eyes seemed unbearable. I still didn't know what had happened, but I had a pretty good idea that his friend had died and Dom was still hurting.
I reached over and hugged him tightly, shocked by my sincerity. When I finally pulled away, I smiled at him again and gently kissed his forehead, then his nose, and then his lips. He grinned at me again, and I knew that even in this situation, we needed each other in the worst way. I turned the car around and sped off toward home, trying to think of what would happen and what I would find when we arrived.
Surprisingly, the place was quiet. I heard the shower running, and ruled out that it must be my sister when I saw Leon sitting on the couch, bouncing his knee uncontrollably.
"Leon? You all right man?" Dom asked upon seeing his friend so shaken.
"Jesus Dom!" Leon exclaimed, jumping up, "Spilner called!"
"Ah shit," Dom said, turning around. He put his hand on his head, which I'm sure was already pounding, and closed his eyes.
"Who called?" I asked, unsure of what the problem was.
"It's not important," Dom replied, walking into the kitchen. I looked at Leon, who said nothing, and then chased after Dom.
"What happened?" I asked him worriedly.
"Just an old friend poppin up outta nowhere," he reassured me, "Nothing to worry about."
"I don't believe you," I told him seriously.
He just smiled and kissed me softly, whispering, "Trust me, it's okay." The crazy thing is, I did believe him.
A while later, we were all tired and went to our various rooms. I laid in bed for what seemed like a long, long time, but soon felt the need to get up. I walked quietly into the living room to see Dom and Leon talking. They did some crazy handshake and Dom patted Leon's back as he stood and started to walk toward me. I stepped out of the dark hallway just as he was entering and stood, my hands on my hips, waiting for an explanation.
"Where do you think you're going?" I asked, tilting my head to the side and narrowing my eyes. He looked a little suspicious, but said nothing. "Oh, I see," I said after a few seconds of silence, "Well, go on," I told him, moving my arms to usher him towards my sister's room. He looked a little confused, but shrugged it off and picked up his step.
"Oh Leon!" I called, he turned to look at me, "If you hurt her, I swear to God I will punch you in the lungs and then I'll break your legs," I said, with all seriousness. He smiled and nodded, but turned back to Mercedes' room.
"So you're gonna punch him in the lungs, is that right?" I heard Dom say. I turned around and smiled at him, licking my lips.
"Mmhmm. And break his legs," I said, moving closer to the couch. He chuckled and took his feet off of the table so he could sit up. He motioned for me to sit next to him. As I was getting ready to sit on the couch, he grabbed my waist and spun me around, making me land on top of him. I laughed the whole time as I turned onto my back. I was now looking straight up at him and smiled when I saw him moving his face to meet mine. This time, when we kissed, it seemed a lot less innocent than in the car. I could feel his hand on my stomach and I was trembling
"Wait," I said, sitting up. He exhaled roughly and folded his arms.
"What is it this time?" he asked, exasperated.
I sighed and moved to straddle his lap. He responded and put his hands on my waist. "I wasn't comfortable lying down," I whispered, kissing his ear. He laughed a deep laugh, much different from what I'd heard before, and kissed my neck softly as I played with his necklace and the back of his neck.
"We should probably keep quiet, huh?" he asked as I pulled his shirt over his head.
"Yeah, probably," I replied breathily, letting him undress me in return. We looked at each other again and smiled as he twisted and laid me back onto the couch.
"I hope Leon's havin this good of a time," he said between kisses.
"Yeah, no joke," I said, arching my back make my stomach meet his lips. "Mercedes needs to get out more I guess."
"Yeah, but now isn't the time," he said as he continued kissing me. I smiled and agreed, allowing him to make me forget about everything else in the world.
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Part 14
"What do you want?" I playfully asked Leon as he entered my room, closing the door behind him.
"I gotta ask a favor," he said, falling to his knees next to my bed. I looked at him with a lifted eyebrow as I turned, swinging my legs over the side facing him. He grabbed my hands and looked me in the eyes. He looked like he was going to ask me to marry him!
"Can Dom and I put a pool table in your basement?" he asked hopefully.
"Beg your pardon," I said, not knowing if I heard correctly.
"Dom and I want a pool table," he repeated.
"Cuz we're bored! You and Z are always gone! We need somethin to do!" I looked at him for a minute, staring him dead in the eyes. I saw the begging and pleading in his green eyes just as I did in Hector's brown eyes.
"Lemme talk to Z..." I started.
"No!" Leon interrupted. "Cuz she'll say no..." I swallowed and continued looking at him.
"Alright fine, fine!" I gave in, like I always did with anybody who begged me for something. Leon laughed as he jumped up and kissed me.
"You might wanna get another kiss," I advised.
"Why?"
"Cuz I'll be dead when Z finds out I let you guys put a pool table in our basement." Leon smiled.
"She won't kill you, I won't let her."
"Oh, I'm sure you could stop her."
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Part 15
"Oh, no way," I heard through my sleep. I opened my eyes to find my sister standing in front of Leon, who had his chin resting on the top of her head. I smiled and sat up to face them.
"What are you goin on about?" I asked, my voice full of sleep.
"What happened here?" Mercedes asked, pointing behind me. I turned my head around and saw an arm where my head had just been.
"Oh my God," I said seriously, "the couch grew an arm!" Mercedes rolled her eyes, Leon snickered, and I just smiled and shook my head. "So what?" I asked. My sister looked at me incredulously.
"So what?" she repeated, shocked. I shrugged.
"So what'd ya'll do?" Leon asked. I giggled a bit, but stopped and turned to kiss Dom's forehead. He shifted in his sleep when I stood.
"Well, why would I tell you that?" I asked, pushing them aside and walking toward the bathroom.
"I've never known Dom to actually, literally sleep with a chick unless he was gettin some kinda action," Leon justified. I smiled again and ducked into the bathroom to turn on the shower. When I came back, they were sitting together on the side armchair.
"I never said that there was no action," I said, winking. Before either one could reply, I was in the bathroom and getting ready to take myself a shower. I stepped into the stream of water and sighed, feeling more relaxed than I could ever remember being. I lingered for a long while and was surprised when I opened the shower curtain to find Dom standing in front of me, wearing the pants he'd had on the night before.
"Hey," I said, not too sure of what was going on. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me, bringing our lips together. I smiled against his kiss and wrapped my bare legs around his waist. His hands clasped behind my back and rested there as he stumbled out of the small room. He grabbed the towel I'd set out for myself and set it on my shoulders while he walked shakily back to my bedroom. He kicked the door the rest of the way open and we spilled onto the bed as soon as I extended my leg to kick it closed. He laid on top of me, the towel discarded, but my body still wet from my shower. I squirmed under his lips as he kissed my neck and shoulders. I couldn't keep the smile off of my face as he moved back to my ear and started again, naming every body part as he left his trail.
"Earlobe... Neck... Shoulder..." he said between the series of kisses. The vibration of his lips against the still-present droplets of water was driving me absolutely crazy, but he continued down my arm, "Elbow... Hand... Fingers..." I wrapped my fingers around his scalp and pulled his face back to mine, forcing him into another kiss.
"Dom..." I said between ragged breaths, "kiss me."
"I have been," he said, chuckling and kissing me again.
"No," I said shakily, yanking his face to mine again, "I want you to kiss me somewhere I've never been kissed." He extended his arms, pushing himself up. I bit my bottom lip and looked at him slyly. He smiled at me and bent his head down to kiss me, just as I was moving to kiss him. We butted heads, but he smiled at me again and began kissing down my arm again. He moved to my hip, and to my outer thigh. He looked at me with just his eyes, the rest of his face turned down to my leg and I could see him smirking. His hand traveled down my leg and gripped onto my ankle. I arched my back to move myself closer to the head of the bed to give him more room. I watched my knee bend and smirked as his face continued moving down to my inner thigh.
"I said somewhere I've never been kissed," I said, emphasizing 'never.' He smiled again and grasped my ankle tighter, then pulled it up over his head, then placed his lips on the sensitive spot behind my knee. I grabbed the pillow and arched my back again, moaning loudly.
"Fuck!" I said, breaking my leg from his grip. I grabbed the top sheet off of my bed, jumped up, and wrapped it around myself.
"Agh! What it is this time?" he asked, flopping onto his back. He folded his arms and laid his head on his hands. I gave him a stare of mortification and confusion.
"Uh, well, my sister and Leon are in the next room!" I hissed. He gave me a sideways glance, and then started laughing. I put my hands on my hips and looked at him, waiting for an explanation.
"You are too much," he said, walking toward me. He put his hands on my shoulders, but I pulled away.
"And what's so funny?" I asked, annoyed. He was still smiling when he answered.
"They left," he said simply. Feeling like a jackass, I looked away and clicked my tongue on the roof of my mouth. "Hey," he said, moving my face back to his with his thumb and forefinger, "what's wrong?"
"I... Feel like a jackass," I told him, sighing against his chest. He laughed again and I swatted his arm playfully, "It's not funny, jackass."
"Oh sure it is," he said, kissing my nose.
"Hmm... Not really, but it's okay, I forgive you," I told him, smiling as I kissed him softly. Soon, the kissing had developed into a more serious series of actions. I reached down and unbuttoned his pants while we kissed, and pushed them down. Next, the boxers came off, and finally, I took the sheet off of myself. I pushed him backward until he fell onto the bed, and then I fell on top of him, bringing the sheet with me, and draping it over us. His male instinct kicked in just as we started getting serious and he moved me off of him, then assumed his previous position over me.
Less than an hour later, we were curled up together on my bed, wrapped in the sheet and each other's arms. I kissed the side of his face and he smiled. I sat up, but he placed his hand on my stomach and pushed me back down. I giggled and kissed him, then tried again to stand, with the same result.
"Look," I told him, "Mercedes will be back any minute, I've gotta get dressed." He sighed deeply and let me go. I stood and walked to my closet, grabbing a pair of jogging pants and one of the wifebeaters that Hector had forgotten during his recent trip. I pulled the clothes on, then threw Dom his pants and boxers. Once we were both dressed, he wrapped his arms around my waist again and kissed me one last time before we had to go face the world - Namely, Leon and Mercedes.
"Ooh..." we heard as we walked into the living room. I looked up to find my sister and Leon perched on the couch, and blushed. I could feel my face turning a few different shades of red, but shook it off.
"So, where have you two been?" I inquired, intentionally changing the subject.
"Dawg," Leon said, pulling Dom aside. I couldn't hear what he said afterward, but I saw Dom's eyes light up and a slow smile spread across his face.
"We'll be right back," Dom announced. He and Leon made their way to the kitchen and I heard the back door close.
"What's goin on?" I asked my sister suspiciously.
"Promise not to freak out?" she asked, suddenly sounding very guilty.
"Mercedes..." I said with my normal motherly tone and my hands on my hips.
"Z, promise me you won't start trippin," she pleaded.
"I'll let you know in a minute," I said, stalking toward the kitchen. She jumped up and ran to block my path, putting her arms on the doorframe to keep me from getting any closer to whatever they were hiding.
"No. First, your promise not to flip, then I'll take you to see," Mercedes said sternly. I rolled my eyes and agreed, pushing her head to get her out of the way.
I walked outside, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. "What the hell am I looking for?" I asked. I really wanted to know what was going on.
"In the basement," she replied. I looked at her suspiciously, but opened the door to the basement and started down the stairs. It was dark and cool, and when I was only a few feet into the room, I bumped into something. I ran my hands over the obstruction and deduced that it was a pool table.
Knowing well what it was, I asked, "What in the fuck did I just run into?"
"Surprise!" Leon cried when Mercedes turned on the light. I looked at the game table and tried my hardest to not smile. No one knew, not even Mercedes, that I'd always had a passion for pool. Hector had taught me all about it and even a few helpful tips on hustling, which was his main source of income before he found street racing.
"Hmm... Who's this belong to?" I asked, trying to sound angry. Mercedes grabbed Leon's wrist and raised his hand. He yanked it down and looked at me guiltily. I rolled my eyes and flipped my hand, silently agreeing to let him keep it there. Maybe I'd finally be able to have some fun away from our cars, and possibly make some money.