Mine For A Moment

Chapter 36

Lonzo

I wasn't sure if I was sleep walking when I opened the door for Kayon. He stood there with that stupid look on his face but still I let him inside. "Sorry I woke you."

I just put my hand up, waving it off as we walked to my room.

I immediately got back into my bed. I watched as Kayon removed his sneakers and joggers. He put his phone on the dresser. I moved over with the cover up, so he could lay next to me. We were on our sides looking at each other. "What made you wanna stay over?"

"Never needed a reason before, we always just popped up."

"Or maybe you want some dick," I watched as his face turned into a look of shock.

"You think I would use you?"

"Nigga, you not innocent, hell yeah I think that." We both smiled. "Is that what you want?"

His eyes looked away like he wanted to say yes but didn't wanna say it out loud. "I do,"

Kayon

His eyes switched from soft and sleepy to lust filled. "Then why you even got in bed with clothes on? You came to get fuck, take all that shit off."

I sat up and pulled off my tank top, then pushed my briefs down until I could kick them off. "Lay back," he demanded. While I was undressing he had gotten up to get the lube. He rubbed it on his fully erected dick, then snatched the cover off me. "Scoot over and lay on your side." He got in bed, laying on his side too, I felt him slide in between my cheeks. "I know I said I'd only ever make love to you but you don't want love...you wanna be fucked." He pushed inside of me, no warning.

"sssssss," I dug into his thigh. "You mad at me," I told him. He pulled out and pushed back in, then started roughly thrusting into me. "Zo, you mad at me?"

He covers my mouth. "Shut the fuck up" he says into my ear. This was different from our usual, I was enjoying the hell out of it. He pushed me to my stomach and pulled the pillow from under my head, forcing my face into the bed, he pulled my arms behind my back, held on tightly to my wrist and basically destroyed my insides. I always knew he was stronger, but I really couldn't break free, and it's not like I wanted to. He was hitting my prostrate repeatedly. I dropped my head and submitted to him. Pain and pleasure fighting to balance out. Something tells me he wanted me to purposely feel both.

I could hear the sounds of my ass slapping against his thighs. There was no use in running, he was overpowering me, being sure I was unable to move. I remember doing females like this when they pissed me off, no talking, just sex. He finally let go of my arms, now firmly gripping my hips. "Zo, talk to me."
I begged. He knew I loved when he did.

"Na, this ain't that." I looked back to see his face and I couldn't read it. So I started jacking my dick, so I could cum and get it over with. It wasn't long before I came. He quickly pulled out.

"You didn't get yours," I noticed.

He just got up and put his clothes back on. "Just not really into it right now."

He turned on the lamp to find his blunt and lit it up. He leaned against his dresser. I pulled on my briefs and walked over to him, he put one hand on my waist. "Is this about Micky?"

"I don't have one issue with that nigga, but with you.." he shook his head.

"I don't even think I could make you happy, if we did become boyfriend, I've disappointed you enough."

"You do everyday....make me happy, just by doing the simplest shit...I don't need much from you."

"I don't wanna be locked down right now,"

"I can't sit by knowing you fucking niggas or niggas is fucking you...then you show up like this and...it's like we do things like we together...I just get confused." He inhaled deep and let it go. "I don't think I it can be like this with you anymore, we have to just be friends."

"You saying that now but you know we will have them times when." I tried sliding my hands into his shorts but he grabbed my wrist.

"No, find you someone who wanna play these games with you, but it ain't me. I can't just hook up with you, because I really care bout you. I felt the most connected sexually with you, tonight I ain't feel shit. I couldn't even mentally get into it." He passed me the blunt. "Um going to bed on the couch, you can have the bed." He left out the room. I followed him.

"So if I don't wanna be yo man, you going to be like this with me?"

He turned around. "Why you like to play games Kay? Why is shit always a game to you?" He was trying his hardest to whisper with Shayla being sleep in her room. "You play on a nigga emotions, you do it with me and Micky, then claim to give a fuck about us when it involves you getting yo dick wet."

"I'm getting tired of the crybaby shit from you bro, I don't have to even cater to your feelings. I just try not to hurt you."

"Try not to? You already have a few times, but I shake that shit off. Just like with time imma shake you." He was tearing up. "I might shed a few tears tonight, and honestly I've never cried over nobody....you can look at it as me being weak." He shrugged. "But just know I'm only like this for you, only you." I watch the tears fall down his face. He then turned to leave but stopped, and turned back around. "Love you, goodnight."

I fell down into the bed. "Fuck," I said to myself. I wasn't intentionally trying to hurt or lead anyone on. I probably just have to meet someone new and let them know it's only about sex for me upfront.

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Lonzo couldn't get into the sex.

Lonzo lil heart. You think he's done with Kayon?

Kayon going to find him someone new....

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