Christmas Eve.

11.

New years Eve was finally here and my family currently was looking at me crazy because instead of heading down to New York city like we always do, I insisted that I'd stay home because I was a little "under the weather".  After some basic old school begging and reassurance that I'd be just peachy, the family decided to head out and I sighed loudly in relief at the sound of our front door closing.

I decided to take a quick shower and change into something more comfortable as I wanted for Captain Mcshorty to show. I had told him to come around 7 but now it was past 8:30 and I was getting restless and annoyed AF. "He's fucking late..." I mumbled, glancing down at my silver watch for what seemed like the billionth time that night. Heading back upstairs to my bedroom I go to apply some cherry lip gloss on my lips when the sounds of heels clack against the floor and onto the carpet. Immediately I froze in place watching silently as he gave a sheepish boyish grin, running a hand smoothly through his curls. He wore black tight slacks with a black blouse, half unbuttoned making some of his chest hair visible,the ends of the silk fabric tied in a knot at the waist. In short, he looked sexy as all hell but the blank unamused stare still remained on my face.

"Sup lil girl sorry I'm-" "You're fucking late... I was just about to call it a night" I spat, setting my lip gloss down on my dresser and he rolled his eyes, taking a few steps closer to where I stood. "Dressed like that? Yeah, right. Look I said I was sorry mama bear... Forgive me?" He pouted, circling his arms around my waist however I shimmy out of his grip. "Uh uh. I'm still mad at you Lavender" "You know you should really lock your front door...Anyone could sneak up in here..." His voice was low as his eyes darkened in seriousness. Rolling my eyes I simply brushed him off before making my way back down the stairs, him following close behind on my heels like an anxious little puppy.

"Did you eat yet?" He shrugged, taking his heels off and tossing them aside somewhere. "Nah. Hope y'all got food though" he strutted into my large kitchen, opening the refrigerator door wide, sticking his nose all up in everything. "Daaamn y'all ain't got no pasta or orange juice?" I heard him whine out. Taking a seat on top of the marbel counter, I tried to hold in my laugh. He looked genuinely upset at the fact that we didn't have any of his favorite foods when in reality I purposely made sure my family didn't buy the shit. I know, that's petty as hell but 💁💁💁.

"I could make you some salad?" Prince slowly turned around to face me then, the look on his features priceless and by then the laughter tumbled loudly out of my lips. "Here sit yo skinny ass down. I know exactly what you wanna eat..." I got up, pulling him by his wrist towards the table. "Natty please, I'm not ready to eat that precious kitty yet...I need my proteins first 😩" he spoke seriously and I damn near choked on my saliva. "J-Just sit down P" I tried to keep my composure as I started pulling out random pots and pans.

Half Hour Later:
"Damn that was good! You know how to throw it dooown!" Prince spoke, pushing the plate aside. I had settled on making him some orange chicken with white rice and veggies. "I'm stuffed now...You tryna get me fat huh 😱" he placed a hand on his stomach and I playfully swatted at his shoulder, placing the dish in the sink. As I started washing the plate, minding my business I felt a pair of lips on the nape of my neck, immediately causing the goosebumps to form. "P... I thought you were full" I warned softly but he only circled around my waist, pulling my backside closer towards him making him groan a bit. "I'm not full of you yet, mama. That's my favorite dish..." His voice tickled my ear and I bit harshly down on my bottom lip, trying with all my might to remain focused on the task at hand.

"Come on now, I'm tryna wash shorty-ahh" I gasped at the feeling of him suddenly tugging on my dark hair, bringing my head back so that my eyes could meet with his lust filled gaze. "I don't like being ignored lil girl" he growled huskily and I squeezed my legs together. Sweet baby Jesus. His lips leaned in, licking and biting playfully at my neck, leaving a trail of hickies but at this point I really didn't give a damn.

In one swift movement he lifted me up, roughly placing me on top of the edge of the sink countertop, my ass hitting it with a thud and instinctively my legs circled around his waist as he grabbed my face, our lips meeting in a hungry kiss. "Shit Natalie" I heard him breathe out though our kisses, his hands pushing back the fabric of the pink skirt I wore, making it ride up even more so that my bare thighs were more exposed to his liking.

"Lawd I fucking missed this..." He crouched down, spreading my thighs apart and my heart began to race in anticipation. Shit I missed this too. So. damn. much. Smirking, Prince leaned in even more closer to my womanhood, licking and biting at his lips and I honestly could've came right there. "Daddy missed you honey. We can never part again... Lawd I wouldn't be able to take it!" He placed a hand across his forehead, pretending to faint and I giggled. Overly dramatic ass...

Eyes never leaving mine, he then used his teeth to remove my white panties, tossing them somewhere on the kitchen floor. "Damn look at this shit... You're soaking..." He slowly brought his index finger into his mouth before plunging it in my warmth. Immediately I hissed, throwing my head back. "S-Shit! Fuck your finger use your mouth P-Please!" I cried out with no shame making him chuckle but I was serious. I wanted the feeling of his skillful tongue instead. "As you wish my darling..." He whispered and once I felt his tongue I let out breathy yell. His hands gripped onto the sides of my waist, firmly holding my hips in place.

"Stay still lil guppy damn." he mumbled against my swollen lips and just the vibration of his voice alone drove me absolutely insane. I was almost there now. "F-Faster" I whimpered and before he could even attempt the motion a loud noise came crashing from upstairs. Immediately Prince brought his face out of my legs. "What the fuck was that?" His hazel orbs darted around in panic however I felt like I was about to explode. "Nigga you better get that ass back over here and finish!" I whispered harshly, the sexual frustration evident clearly on my face but Prince had already jumped up from the floor, grabbing the closest object he could find. It was a broom.

"I'm gonna go check it out" he started to head up the stairs but I quickly jumped down off the counter, roughly pushing him aside.  The fuck was he gonna do with a broom...Sweep em to death? "Stay put Nelson" I spat as I went up the stairs, the tingling sensation still in between my legs now becoming a dull ache that desperately needed to be satisfied and released. I didn't even get a chance to fucking come... From the corner of my eye I saw a door to one of the rooms opened, followed by the tall figure stumbling out.

"Oh sup Sis. I accidentally fell over my basketball. My bad 😅" he flashed me a ✌ sign with a stupid grin adorned on his features and I almost slapped his ass right then and there. What in the actual illumaniti HELL was my brother still doing here?!
"Shawn?! What the-" "Can you believe the fam left me behind? By the way are you alright down there? Talking to yourself and shit...You know they've got doctors for that" he let out a goofy laugh and I shoved his side, rolling my eyes in pure annoyance. "Shut up Shawn" I turned on my heel, practically stomping the hall as he followed behind. "Damn whatcu all mad for? 😱😕 I want some flamming hot Cheetos though. I think Mom bought some more from the grocery store..." I tried to drown out the sound of my older brother's voice as we went downstairs. So much for getting to come now. I'm mad AF 😤😠. But wait a minute. Ah shit. I totally forgotten Paper Clip was still downstairs...Ah hell.