I run my hand through his hair. “That’s what I heard.”
Ali’s hands dip into the waistband of my shorts and he starts tugging them down. I purposely left off my underwear after my shower, knowing he was coming over and wanting less hassle.
My cock bobs in front of him once he pulls the elastic down to the middle of my thighs.
It’s been seven months since our second kiss. . .since the admission of being into each other. In the beginning, there was a lot of kissing and dry humping. Then we moved onto jacking each other off and blowjobs. As of three months ago, we had sex for the first time.
Ali’s hand wraps around the base of my cock and squeezes. His tongue dances around my crown before he sucks me into his mouth.
“Fuck,” I hiss, gripping his hair in my hand. “Your mouth, Ali. Your mouth can bring me to my knees.”
He pulls off. “You can be on your knees later. Let me taste you.”
Ali is the fucking best at blowjobs. Okay, he’s the only person who’s ever given me one, but I know he’s the best. He has to be. His mouth was made for my cock. He always knows just what to do. I felt like I fumbled around for a while in the beginning. I felt awkward and unsure, but Ali sucked my dick like he’d been doing it for years.
Sure enough, like usual, it doesn’t take more than ten minutes to get me off. And that’s with me really struggling to hold back. He finishes me off like a champ, leaving no mess behind.
“God, you’re good.”
He wipes his lips, grinning up at me. I grasp his chin with my forefinger and thumb.
“Wanna kiss me?” he asks.
I pull him up. “You’re fuckin’ right I do.”
We end up falling into my bed and I happily return the favor. When we’re fully dressed again, Ali lays on his side and pierces me with his eyes.
“I really like you.”
I chuckle. “I kinda thought so.”
He grins. “I mean. . . a lot. You’re. . .fuck. I don’t know. You’re so important to me.”
“You’re important to me, too.”
“I know we’re almost eighteen, and I get that that’s young, but I’ve known you for four years now, and we’ve been through a lot of shit together. I just want you to know you’ll always have a place in my heart. Nothing will ever change the way I feel about you.”
I bring my hand up and graze his cheek with my knuckles. He’s so fucking beautiful. “I feel the same way.”
He smiles, gives me a kiss, then pulls away. “Okay, I guess I’ll stop being sappy now.”
“Never stop being sappy.”
11
Alejandro
Present Day
When I wake up, it’s because there’s a shrieking baby in my room.
“What the hell?” I say aloud, turning over and looking in the direction of the door.
“If I can’t get any sleep, you can’t either,” Lili says, rocking my niece in her arms. “Mami wants you up and in the kitchen.”
I groan. “I’m twenty-seven.”
“You’re staying in her house. You know the rules.”
“What’s wrong with Mari?”
“She’s hungry, I think. I’m about to go feed her.” Lili trots across the room and yanks open the curtains. “Get up, lazy ass.”
“I hate you,” I grumble as she leaves the room.
After I glance at the clock and realize it’s later than I thought, I hurry out of bed, grab some clothes, and head for the shower. I don’t typically sleep until ten o’clock. My mom always wanted us up by eight when we lived with her.
Lili lives two blocks away, so she’s with Mom a lot, and now with the baby, I’m sure they’re both happy to have each other nearby.
Mari’s dad turned out to be a piece of shit and left around the sixth month of Lili’s pregnancy. They had been together for two years, but he decided to take an out-of-state job and leave them both. Luckily, Lili’s been handling things pretty well, considering.
When I enter the kitchen, I notice my mom has pots and pans on every burner on the stove. She’s a short and stout woman, standing at only five foot four. I watch as she moves around the kitchen wearing a faded floral apron.
“Mami, why are you cooking so much so early?”
“Early? It’s almost noon.”
“It’s ten-thirty.”
She pierces me with her dark brown eyes. “The food will be ready by lunch, now come give me a kiss, then unload the dishwasher.”
I do as she says. “What’re you making? Smells good.”
“Pozole and sopapillas.” My eyes light up at sopapillas. “And I don’t want to see you reaching for them until you’ve eaten.”
“Ah, you’re no fun.”
She chuckles. “You’ll be fine.”
After I put the dishes away, Lili and a much quieter Mari join us in the kitchen.
“Mm. I can’t wait to eat,” Lili says, sniffing the air.
“Give the baby to Alejandro and come help me with some of these pots,” Mom says, gesturing to the stovetop.
Lili hands Mari to me and whispers, “I like how she says help me but it’s just gonna be me washing these pots.”
“What was that?” Mami asks.
“Nothing,” Lili adds quickly, giving her a smile.
“Mmhhmm.”
I take Mari to the living room and start humming to her as I study her adorable little face poking out of the pink blanket she’s wrapped up in.
A car pulls up outside the house, grabbing my attention. “Someone’s here.”
“Oh shit, he’s early,” Lili says. I hear the smack my mom delivers to her arm, followed quickly by Lili saying, “Ow!”
“Language.”
I chuckle and look back down at Mari. “Your mommy’s in trouble. What’s new, right?”
“Shut up,” Lili says, flying into the living room. “Can you change her?”
I glance back out the window and don’t see anybody exiting the black SUV. “New boyfriend?”
“Please.” She rolls her eyes. “Just go change her.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Ugh. Useless.”
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