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8.

Willow couldn't deny the fact that it was a week already since she spoke to Reese, and that made her rather uncomfortable. She texted both Keon and Ava and their response was brief; Reese is "busy." They did not give her more, and she was left to guess what is really going on.

The other girls at school who had been harassing her about Reese were still there, but their glances were of a different kind — they seemed to know something that she did not. Raylyn, especially, stood out. She had a bruised face, her face was puffy as if she had been in a fight. Willow could not get the notion that something sinister was afoot, something secretive and which people did not want Willow to know about.

Willow was on her bed trying to study mathematics homework but she found herself distracted most of the time. This time the paranoia which she had been struggling to control all day was awakened again. She was home alone and while she liked the silence right now it wasn't doing her any good. Each and every even a slight sound coming from outside used to scare her.

Her phone rang on the bed beside her. That split of a second she was almost certain it was Reese. But when she looked at the monitor response it was just another notification which could not be a big deal. Sighing, she put her phone down on the bed then raked her fingers through her hair. She could not get rid of a kind of vague concern surging in her that there was something wrong with Reese and he was involved in something which she had no way of influencing.

A lump rose in her throat as she looked at her unsolved assignments which were haunting her memories of Raylyn with a swollen face and the dirty explicit glances of those girls. What had Reese gotten herself into?

Willow heard her window creak open and glanced down, noticing Reese slipping inside."Negro, you couldn't just call me, huh?" Willow said, unlocking the window to let her in."I thought it'd be a surprise.

The door was closed and all," Reese replied. She was wearing black basketball shorts with her red boxers peeking out, paired with a red graphic tee and red, white, and black Jordans. Her dark brown hair was braided into cornrows, highlighting her sharp taper fade.

Willow couldn't help but think, damn, she looks good. real... good. She forced herself to focus back on her homework as Reese casually made her way to the bed, sitting down.

"Oh damn, you've got some nice titties," Reese teased with a smirk. As Reese scanned Willow's titties in her sports bra,  they were not big and not small they were just perfect. Willows's Stomach had a little pouch that Reese found attractive. And  Willow's Dark shoulder length locks her dark eyes and Willow's big 2 toned lips.

Willow quickly grabbed a shirt, pulling it on. "My bad."

"Nah, now you doing too much," Reese said, shaking her head slightly.

"Well, where have you been? I miss—" Willow started, catching herself mid-sentence. "Nigga, where have you been?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at Reese.

Reese smiled a little, her cheeks flushing a bit. "Wait, Lil' Willy missed me?" she teased.

Willow grumbled, "I didn't say that." She shifted uncomfortably, trying to shrug it off. "I just wanna know where you've been."

"Work," Reese said casually, but there was a slight edge to her tone that made Willow pause.

"What kind of work?" Willow asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

Reese leaned back a little, her tone smooth. "I don't work; niggas work for me. I run shit."

Willow raised an eyebrow. "Ain't you working at a skateboard shop?"

Reese chuckled. "That was just my uncle's place. I've moved on to bigger things now." Her eyes flickered with something Willow couldn't quite read.

"Oh," was all Willow managed to say.

"So, what you up to now?" Reese asked, glancing at the books spread across Willow's desk.

Willow sat down beside her on the bed, catching a whiff of Reese's scent. She mumbled absentmindedly, "Damn, she smells good."

Reese caught it. "Wait, Lil' Willy, I smell good?" she asked in a mock high-pitched voice, twirling one of her cornrows playfully.

Willow burst out laughing. "Now you doing too much, for real."

"Oh, Reese doing too much?" Reese nudged Willow's shoulder, grinning.

"Yeah, I mean—" Willow began, but Reese was suddenly on top of her, their eyes locking in a heated gaze. There was a glint of mischief in Reese's expression.

Willow leaned forward and gave her a soft peck on the lips. Reese seemed surprised for a moment, but then a smirk spread across her face. She kissed Willow back, and soon they were making out, their moans mingling together as the intensity grew. The warmth of Reese's lips lingered even after they pulled apart, wet strings of saliva connecting them.

Reese bit her bottom lip lightly, eyes filled with lust. Slowly, she started removing Willow's clothes, her gaze dark with desire. Her hands roamed over Willow's skin, sending shivers through her body.

"Fuck, you look so good, ma," Reese whispered. "I wanna make you all mine." She pressed her lips to Willow's neck, drawing soft moans from her. Willow's face flushed, unsure how to respond but lost in the sensations Reese was erupting in her. Reese's kisses trailed lower, her hands softly caressing Willow's body as she slowly worked her way down.

Willow let out soft moans, her body responding involuntarily to Reese's touch. She felt her face heat up, not quite knowing how to respond, but completely consumed by the sensations Reese was evoking. Reese's kisses trailed lower, her lips brushing down Willow's stomach, leaving a trail of warmth as her hands moved gently, exploring her body.

"You're so wet, ma," Reese murmured with a smirk, before Willow felt the warmth of her tongue exploring her inner folds. A soft moan escaped Willow's lips as Reese began sucking on her clit, her tongue moving skillfully in different directions, driving Willow wild.

"Ahh..." Willow moaned out, her hand instinctively pushing Reese's head lower, urging her on. The pressure inside her was building rapidly, intensifying with each flick of Reese's tongue.

Reese slid back up between her legs, kissing her deeply, allowing Willow to taste herself on Reese's lips. The sensation only heightened Willow's arousal. Reese's hands moved with deliberate intent, lifting one of Willow's legs and placing it over her shoulder. She teased Willow's clit, her fingers now sliding inside her, thrusting slowly at first, then quicker, harder with every stroke.

"R...Reese, ahh," Willow moaned, her body trembling under Reese's touch.

Reese chuckled softly, her voice low and teasing, "Hmm, you look so pretty. Wait until I strap you." Her seductive tone sent shivers down Willow's spine. As Reese's fingers continued working inside her, Willow felt her walls tightening, an intense pressure building like nothing she had ever experienced before. It felt overwhelming, like she was going to burst, yet it wasn't from the urge to pee.

"Mhm, let it out, ma," Reese purred.

Willow's back arched as her toes curled tightly. Her body gave in, as liquids pour out of pussy, her entire being relaxed. The intensity of the release left her feeling calm and blissful, her muscles melting into the bed as waves of relief washed over her.

A/N: What y'all think happen with Reese? Do you guys want a backstory of Reese and her brother Tray?