𝒎𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂

𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆 (𝒎)

Maverick's POV

It was painful how hard I was. I excused myself to go handle my situation in the bathroom. When I walked out they were back in the living room. I smiled evilly and sat down next to Alayah. "What'd I miss?" I said about to drape my arm over her shoulder. I stopped myself before anyone saw and put my hands in my lap.

"We were talking about your trip," Alayah said from beside me. "Yeah, I leave tomorrow but I'll be back before Alayah's birthday," I said making Alayah pout.

"So we've heard. Tell me Maverick how'd you get Michael Jordan to sign these?!" Alayah's father asked with a wide smile on his face. He was referring to the rare Jordans I had gotten him. Alayah may or may not have mentioned her father was a sneakerhead and loved Jordans. It was easy getting my hands on a pair with my connections. My father knows a lot of celebrities—comes with the job. Getting Michael's signature was no sweat.

"A friend of a friend of mine knows him," I lied scratching the back of my neck. That was my tell. Whenever I lied I scratched the back of my neck. It was no help that Alayah read me like a book. The look I gave her told her everything she needed to know.

"Well, I can't thank you enough! Do you know how rare these shoes are?! Even if you somehow find a pair they cost a fortune!" he said getting all excited again. I told him it was no problem once again before a knock was heard from the door. Alayah got up to get it and in walked Isaiah.

Great.

"I know that look," she whispered to me when she sat back down.

"What look?" I said as my gaze remained trained on Isaiah's movements. He walked over to my mom and kissed her making me frown slightly.

"This one right here," she said poking my face. I tried to bite her finger making her retract her finger but giggle nonetheless. "It's nothing," I said redirecting my gaze on her. Isaiah made his way around hugging and dapping everyone up. When he made it to me he went in for a hug at the same time I went in for a dap up. We went back and forth awkwardly until we just fist bumped.

Alayah and my mother seemed to think this was the funniest thing in the world from the way they were cackling like witches. Everyone started to chat amongst themselves when Alayah grabbed my arm and pulled me down until my ear was level with her mouth.

"Meet me in my room in 20 minutes," she said and with that she excused herself and went upstairs. "Don't be long! Dinner's in an hour!" Chloe yelled after her.

I don't need an hour. All I need is 15 minutes.

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It had been 20 minutes and I was anxious. I excused myself as well and made my way to her room. When I walked inside my eyes immediately found her.

She was wearing boy shorts and a tank top with no bra on making it hard for me to behave. Her nipples were hard and I could see the mounds through her shirt, making me hard. I groaned just looking at her. She also did a hell of a job setting the mood. The room was dark except for the scented candles illuminating the room.

I closed the door behind me and made sure to lock the door. "I wanted to thank you for my gift today," she said looking up at me as I towered over her. "And to say goodbye before you leave for your trip." I couldn't hear the words coming out of her mouth. I was too focused on her lips and how they moved when she spoke. I could just imagine them wrapped around my-

"Alayah-" I started but was cut off by her kissing me. She had unzipped my pants and forced them down my legs along with my boxers. She deepened the kiss by grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me closer while sticking her tongue in my mouth. I moaned as her hand traveled from my neck to my dick. She took me in her hands and started gliding up and down on my length.