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"Makaia"

Makaia in media

Tension and heavy breathing.
My arms over the oak wood, polished desk. The chair pushed to the corner of the dull colored room. His warm breath on my cool skin made chills run through my body. His grip on my waist was firm and wicked to the touch. The desk wobbled from a loose leg but was stable for the moment.
The blinds were shut from the rest of the office area. His moans was low but was loud in my ear.

"Mmh! " His rough voice grunted.

He pulled me closer to his body. Back and forth in he went in me. I feel the thickness of the air on my skin.
My vagina dripping to his red velvet carpet. My lace panties at my ankles. I closed my eyes pulled my hair back as he slid his other hand to my ripped shirt into my cleavage, squeezing my breasts. I bite my lip trying to be sensual.
My knee was nudged into the desk's drawers easing the pain to sweet temptation. I stuck one finger in my mouth to stop me from moaning too loud.
He released my hair wrapped between his fingers and got off me. Zipp. He pulled his zipper up to the top of his belly line.

" That's was better" he said grinning to the back of me.

I don't answer.
I eased off the desk and pulled up my blue skirt that stopped a little above my knees. He pulled the chair back to its rightful position...center more to the right of the room. I rushed to get my bookbag off the office couch.

He lit a cigar and set it in his mouth.
"Have a good night Makaia" he said to me. He slapped my ass as I picked up my bookbag, reaching for the doorknob. I stopped and turned around sharing a little wave to him.
I open the door and quickly closed the moment behind me. I swiftly walked out the scene to the elevator and press the down button hard. I wait 5 seconds then the door opens, my body drifts inside the movable pullie. I press the lobby button, the doors separate me from the memory and send me down.
My body feels dirty and rough. I'm alone. The numbers at the top glow sliding to the left signaling me down.

"I just fucked my boss " I say as I see my self in the elevator reflection. My bag hangs from my left hand, I noticed a slit in my stocking.
"Shit-"
I try to cover it but the door opens to the crystal shine of the lobby floors. A few people are still heading out from work. I'm just a clumsy intern at a well conducted firm and I fucked up already in the first week. The security looks up from his desk and gives me a sign of confusion. I'm confused my self with the recognition of what I just did or may have caused.

I look away and head out the revolving doors. I peer a head to see a black cadillac 2015 vehicle appear acrossed the street. I look both ways and waddle across the dark street and opened the passenger side.

Ding ding.
The door noised as I stepped in. I push my bookbag to the black carpet floor then closed the door. I close my eyes and take a deep slow breath.

I'm greeted by a warm, moist kiss on my cheek and a hand on my left thigh.

"Hi baby" a loving deep voice of sweetness applied.

I open my eyes and tilt my head to the side of me. My lips touch his for a two second peck.

"Hi Kaprice" I responded.

I turn towards the back seat to see a short boy sitting straight up as taught well smiling towards me.

"Hi Malik?" I say placing my hand on the edge of the seat.

"Makaia!" He shouts.

"How was school?"
"Awesome. I learned fractions"
"Good now you can help me with my homework"

He giggled and looked though the window. I laced my seat belt over my sore chest. Kaprice started the car and started to get out of his double parked spot.

"Thanks for picking Malik up for me." I say rolling down the window, I still felt hot steam on me.

"No probs...we had fun for a few hours right Malik?"
"Yeah key" he responded. His baby nickname for my boyfriend.
It was cute but irritating sometimes since he never gets his name right.

Kaprice smiled and continued to drive. The car ride was silent for a while.

"You hungry?" He asks.

"Ye-" I cut Malik off. "No my mother cooked a meal for us so we gotta hurry up before it becomes cold"

Malik pouts. I roll my eyes, it's really because I have to wash this guilt off me. We stop. I rub my shoulder. I heard a thumble which made me jump. Kaprice bent down to reach his phone he peered over to my legs.

"What happened?" He asked in suspicion.

I look where he's looking, I quickly make up an excuse.

"Got caught by a drawer while putting away a few files."

"Oh" he said. 'Oh' so...gullible.

I close my eyes and take in another breather. By the time I open my eyes back, we reached to my brownstone building. The lights on the 3rd floor were dimmed through the off white curtains.

I reach over to his side and kiss his cheek and leaned back.

"Thanks." I said gazing into his brown eyes.

I step out my side and close the door. I step to the back of the car and open the door for Malik to get out.

"Bye key!" Malik said waving to Kapri as he cracked his neck to look back at us.

"See you tomorrow kid"

I close the door and go to the rolled down window.

"I love you" he said grinning.

I blow a kiss to him and he grabs it and put it on his heart. I fake smile and walk away. He waited till we got inside to drive off.

"What a honey bun" my little brother says nudging me.

"Yeah" I said. Sad thing was I don't know if I love him back.

...

I run up the stairs avoiding the elevator. I check on the 2nd floor to see if Malik was caught up. He was tumbling behind but was far what near.

"Come on!" I shout at him.

He moved a bit faster and was at least 2 steps behind me. He used the brown bannister as a help to his tumbling.

We finally reached the 3rd floor apartment 4b. Weird since there is no 4th floor. The landlord had to be doing some dope to make that mistake.

I grabbed my keys out my bag. I add the gold key to the door and twist. A burst of gold lighting filled part of the hall. The painting of Christ greet us at the door. My mother.
My mother at the kitchen table reading bills and junk mail that comes every week.
"Hey ma" I say to get her attention. I closed the door after Malik strolls in. She doesn't answer. I got to the kitchen sink, I dropped my bag by the couch on the way there.

"Mommy!" Malik shriek running to her arms.

"Hi baby" she responded with a fat kiss on his forehead. She rubbed his back and patted him away.

"Mom?"
"Baby just warm up the food I prepared, it's in the microwave. I'm sure my son is famished" she said picking back up a letter.

I signed and did as told. I unwrap the plate from the plastic wrap from the 99cent store. I turn the plate like a platter observing the partially warmed food. Mash potatoes with gravy, baked chicken and cornbread. My mouth almost watered to a puddle on the tile floor. I stuck both in the microwave and warmed it for 10 seconds. I waited for the beep while washing my hands.

"Malik come to the table honey" she said smiling to him. My baby brother was still treated as a fucking baby.

He sat down at the oval chair near the window. I set his plate and sliver ware in front of him.

"Thanks Makaia" His sweet voice said. I grinned and turned away, I took my heavy set plate to my room and ate.