Amari arrived at Ava's house 30 minutes after he'd gotten off the phone with her. He parked his Range Rover in her driveway and got out. He picked up a sleeping Harlem out of his car seat as well as his diaper bag. He closed the car door with his free hand and kissed his son's forehead when he jumped a little at the loud noise. Harlem quickly fell back asleep, snuggled against his father's chest. He went over and rang the doorbell. Ava didn't answer for a while, he was about to pull out his phone and call her but she finally answered. She opened the door in a big white t shirt, her beautiful face looked drain. "Hey," she said dryly reaching for Harlem almost immediately. "Wassup ma?" He asked curiously. She shook her head as he handed her his bag. "Nothing," she said. He knew Ava way better than that. He knew he wasn't suppose to care outside of Harlem but she was the mother of his child, a woman he would still love no matter. "Come on ma, what's up?" He asked touching her arm. She looked at him with sad eyes and sighed. "Just let it go Amari, I'll see you next week," she said turning and closing the door but he stopped it with his foot. "This is the saddest I've seen you look since a few months ago, talk to me Ma, I care about you still. You are- after all, the mother of my child," he explained. She took one last look at him before she stepped to the side and let him in. She went upstairs. "I'll be back down," she promised. He tried not to watch her butt as she walked up the steps, but he could see that her butt had gotten a size bigger. He bit his lip involuntarily, he honestly missed the sex. Ava was everything in the bedroom, she was the total package overall but she'd stooped low with ratting his brother out. He went into the kitchen and poured a glass of Rosé, one she'd had in the cabinet. He took both the glass and the bottle into her den and turned on the TV, to a football game. "Well.. Make yourself at home," she said. He turned to see her perfect silhouette in the doorway due to the dimmed lights in the den. She made her way over, nearing the light. She sat on the couch across from him. He eyed her for a long minute with lustful thoughts going through his head. I mean, he hadn't really tried to look at her these past couple of months because he knew how tempted he'd be and this was definitely proving it. Her hair was out and ruffled, a little longer than shoulder length, it was growing back fast. Her thick thighs were revealed due to the t shirt, she had her legs folded under her, without a bra on. He knew she didn't understand how bad he wanted to feel her at the moment. Yet he couldn't. It was just confuse everything. Here he was trying to move on, and if he made that move and sexed her, he'd be right back under her spell. That's just how good her loving was.
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"So what's up ma?" He finally asked snapping out of his thoughts. "Nothing, I'm fine- you the one making it more than what it is," she said. He took another sip of his drink and shook his head. "Just tell me," he said. She looked over at him and sighed drearily. "Okay look, when I tell you, please try to be calm," she warned. He shrugged confused. "Is it about my son?" He asked. "No," she answered. "Then I'm cool," he promised. She bit her nail looking at him doubtful. "Not with this Amari," she promised. He groaned growing impatient. "Just tell me Ma," he said, the not knowing was killing him. "Okay- well... I went over to your house earlier to pick up Harlem since you were late," she explained. He nodded, listening. "I called you and of course you didn't answer, but you finally- or Los, who I thought were you answered the door," she explained. "I told him to go get Harlem and he said he was sleep and that he'd bring him by at 9, I'm like okay, and I go to leave- and then he pins me against the door, and began feeling up on me," she said before eying him, awaiting his reaction. He just stared at her now, blood boiling. He only hope she wasn't gonna say what he thought she would. He was silent so she continued. She walked over to him and sat beside him. "Mari- I thought he was you, I mean I was saying your name and everything but he didn't deny it or anything-," she started. "Did you fuck him?" He growled low. She shook her head no. "I didn't Amari- I swear," she said. He looked at her. "Then what's the problem?" He asked. She sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "I gave him head, Amari," she said softly. He looked over at her wide eyed. "What the fuck Ava?" He spat, standing immediately. "I didn't mean to Amari, I thought he were you," she whined sadly. "And he gave you this big ass hickey too right?" He asked, leaning down, grabbing her face and turning it to get a better look at her neck. She touched it herself. "I'm sorry Amari- I really thought he were you," she said teary eyed. "I'm so embarrassed by it, and disgusted with myself. I would have never thought he'd let me believe he were you," she said. Amari shook his head, pacing back and forth in front of her. "Can you forgive me Mari?" She asked softly. He honestly couldn't even look at her at the moment. He knew he shouldn't be angry at her but he couldn't help it. He was mainly furious at his brother, he knew. He was hurt more than anything. Why would he do something like this? They were brothers, twins at that. He definitely had some animosity towards him, that would be dealt with. "I gotta go," he warned. "Amari, please," she said grabbing his arm. "Nah, I gotta go," he warned. "Fine!" She finally shoved. "You're just like him," she promised. "What I tell you about your hands?!?" He growled shoving her down on the couch and trapping her with his arms above her head. She shoved him again, and mushed his face. He grabbed her arms pinning them above her head. "Chill out!!!" He hissed. She kicked at him. "GET OFF!!" She yelled. He put his knee down on her thighs to restrain her legs. She huffed realizing she couldn't move. "You gonna calm down?" He growled. She finally looked up at him, she involuntarily bit her pouty bottom lip. Shit. She knew that was his weakness. He couldn't help slipping his hand down her backside and squeezing it just then. She suddenly started giggling. "What you laughing for?" Lust clouding his eyes. She smiled, deep dimples revealing as she smiled at him. Damn, she was truly gorgeous. He leaned down and neared her lips, then looked back in her eyes. Her breath smelled like a cool mint. Them hazel brown eyes were like a spell. "Don't do this Amari," she warned with a sigh. "Don't tell me what to do," he hissed cbefore he bit her neck. She smelled like Dove and rose scent perfume. He then swiftly reached under her shirt to feel her thongs. He grabbed the string and pulled. She bit her lip as he ripped it to shreds. He kissed her lips, finally, giving her a deep kiss. She moaned. He pulled down his pants as he did. He whipped his swelling monster out fast and entered her roughly. She moaned aloud, he bit his lip, she was still so tight and wet. She bit his bottom lip as he gave her his dope dick. "Fuck-," she breath against his lips as he stroked her womb at even rhythm. "Shit Ma," he moaned. She had some bomb cat. He had to think about other things to contain his nut but so fast, it was just that good. He hit it on the side, from behind, on the floor, on top of the coffee table. He picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and arms around his shoulders as he pinned her to the wall, deep stroking her. "Oohhh my God- Amari!!" She moaned out. "Fuck me harder," she whimpered.He kissed her ear and neck. "Say that shit again," he grunted getting deeper. She dug her nails into his bare back as she neared her 5th climax. She looked into his eyes and bit her lip. "Fuck me harder Daddy," she said. He obeyed. He drove into her, giving her deep baby making strokes. "Who's shit is this's?" He growled. "Mmmm-" she moaned. "Who's pussy is this's Ava?" He barked. "YOURS!" She screamed at the tip of her eruption. . "I'm about to nut Ava," he muttered. She bounced harder. "Cum with me Daddy, fuck..cum with me," she moaned out as she erupted all over his shaft. She felt him erupt as well. He grunted as he did. Soon, he'd stumbled over to the nearest couch. She was still trembling in his arms as they collapsed on the couch. Their bodies worn out, yet trembling with the aftershock of their eruption. It was a comfortable silence before Ava spoke first. "Why'd you have to break my spine?" She asked still panting softly. He chuckled. "Why your shit gotta be so good? Huh? Answer me that?" He asked. It was her turn to giggle. "That kegel exercise works then," she joked back. "I don't even wanna know what that shit is," he said. She cracked up. He chuckled a little himself. "Okay- we'll leave at least a tiny bit of mystery in my life, since you know everything about me already," she teased. "Not anymore, I know a lot, just not what's been going on the past few months with you. You seemed gloomy when I first got back, and now you glowing again," he admitted. "You've noticed that?" She asked in awe. "I've noticed that," he admitted. "I've missed you and your observance," she teased. "I missed you too, you and all your stubbornness," he teased. She smiled shyly at him, then hid her face in his chest as she blushed. She was too damn beautiful. "So tell me about it," he shrugged. "About what? My life without you?" She joked. "Yeah- the last couple of months, I know you need a ear, and I'm still here for you no matter what," he promised and he was serious. Ava would always hold a big place in his heart, she'd made a huge impact on his life since he'd known her, he'd always love and care for her even if it was a friendship love for her. She cuddled up to his chest and took a breath, then spilled her guts until they both were snoring.
