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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘺 𝘱𝘵2

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A while after the situation between me and Armani, I decided to call my brother. My brothers girlfriend suggested setting me up with Armani and it makes me mad just thinking out how she knew what type of person Armani was and still supported it.
I pick up my phone and dial my brothers number hoping he picks up.
"Yo" I smile hearing my brothers voice. Perhaps it's his girlfriend or maybe he's just a busy person, I never see him that much anymore.
"Uh hey. What you doing?"
"Nothing just smoking with the guys. Why?" I choose my words carefully knowing that he probably has me on speaker while rolling up a blunt.
"No reason just bored. Can I come over and hang with y'all?" I knew some of my brothers friends but he didn't want me around any of them without him there.
"But you don't smoke." "I know I'm just really lonely." I heard his sigh on the other side of the phone.
"Fine hurry up."
I said a quick thanks and hung up to go and get dressed.
About 30 minutes later after my shower and getting dressed I drive over to his place. The drive way was full of cars I hopped out my ce and walked in having a spare key to his house. "Is that Bee?" A voice assumed I was my brothers girlfriend since I have the key. "Nah" I say walking in the room full of guys and weed. I look around nodding at my brother and avoiding eye contact with my ex Armani. "Yo" and arm swings around me from behind. "The fuck?" I never liked being touched. Personal space was a really important thing to me. I turned to see Jordan smiling at me. "Wassup bae." I roll my eyes trying not to over react. "Don't call me that." I laugh it off and remove his arm from my shoulder. Jordan laughed with me and walked away sitting next to my brother Arron. "Cmon." He tells me to sit next to him. I take the seat I smile at him. "So when y'all become a thing?" My brother asks Jordan. I can here my brothers voice sounding angry. "Shii i think a few a while ago. Prolly bout 2 weeks? On the 24th." "Our anniversary?" I hear my ex boyfriend speak up.
Jordan looks at Armani and speaks like it's no big deal. "Yeah that day you had me take yo spot while you were out doing one of ya hoes." My brother looks at Armani squinting. "Uh..." the tension was strong and I felt more bad then awkward. Maybe I shouldn't have came. "Whatever. Im hungry. What y'all niggas want?" Jordan says out loud making it obvious he was gonna pay for whatever the group wanted. "Pizza and wings" some random dude said and Jordan nodded getting up. "Aight let's go." Hé smacked my shoulder and continued walking. "Uh- Okay." I got up and quickly followed. He walked outside and opened the passenger door for me. "Ooo What a gentleman." I joke with Jordan. He laughs while closing my door and walking to the driver side. "Well I'm not an asshole." He says while starting up his car. "I don't know about that now." "What you think all guys the same?" I smirk at him. "Nah I think all guys who are bestfriends are the same." I talk back to Jordan just to start conversation "well what makes me and the guys all the same." "Well you just look like you got hoes." I spit back to hear an answer. "Yeah I do. Why? You trynna be one of them?" He laughs at me. "What would you say if I said yes?" I flirt with him out of boredom. Nothing he ain't used to. "Depends. You joking or you really trynna get into something?" I stop flirting and start being serious. Am I serious right now? "I mean I am single now." I flirt back since we're the only two in the car. He smirks and laughs a bit. "Really?" I feel his hand slide onto my thigh gripping it and giving it a firm squeeze. My face feels hot as he messes with my leg. We pull up at domino's getting the pizza and wings driving off back to the house. We had about 20 minutes to the house and he hasn't let go of my thigh yet. Out of boredom I stroke his hand that was resting on my thigh simply to remind him that it was there. He gave it another squeeze and pulled his hand back. My leg felt cold until we pulled into a random nearby parking lot. He put the car in park and leaned over to me. He started sucking my neck giving me a bruise on my neck. "Woah hold on!" He pulled me by my waist closer to him. "Okay Im done" he sits back in his seat and smirks at me. "Are you serious!" I yell fearing my brother might see it. "What you not satisfied? We can hop in my backseat real quick if you want." I blushed at his comment about his backseat. "No thanks. I just don't want my brother to see." I hide my face. "Plus what if Armani notices? What am I supposed to say huh?" Jordan looks at me totally uninterested in my conversation about Armani. "Get in the back seat." Is all he says. I climb in the back seat slightly nervous about what he's gonna do.
Jordan gets in the back seat and goes back to sucking my neck in a different spot. While distracting me with hickeys, his hand trails down past my sweatpants and into my panties. I moan as he plays with my clit rubbing it with his finger. 'There's definitely something wrong with me' I think to myself. I'm in my brothers best friends car right now. The back seat specifically. Possibly about to have sex with Jordan. Someone I barely know. My ex's homeboy and my brothers homeboy.
Jordan lays me down pulling off my sweatpants and underwear. And we didn't get back home until an hour later.
"Yo the fuck took y'all so long?" "Yeah a nigga thought y'all crashed or something"
"with the way Jordan driver I wouldn't be surprised." The guys threw comments left and right as Jordan and I walked through the door, or more like as Jordan walked through the door and I silently wobbled back to my seat. Jordan laughed at the guys and sat the pizza and wings on the counter and collapsed on the sofa next to me. Pretty much laying his head into my lap. "Nigga! These wings cold as hell!" "The pizza too! Was you fuckin the waitress or something?" Jordan laughed. "Nah. I was fucking something though." He says nonchalantly as I blush and pinch his back. My brother and Armani didn't look too happy.
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