Page 13 of K.I.N.: Karma Is Near

Then I heard my brother downstairs.

“What’s up, y’all?”

Avery immediately tried to push off the sink.

“Xavier, move.”

I didn’t.

I glanced toward the door, still inside her, still holding that thick ass.

Levin.

Seven years.

My brother had done seven years and had only been home six months.

He could walk into my house whenever he wanted. My kids knew him. Sam knew him. Avery knew him. Nobody was going to question why Levin was standing in my living room on Halloween.

Avery tried to move again.

“Where you going?”

“Downstairs!”

“I ain’t finished.”

She stared at me like I had lost my fucking mind.

“Your brother is downstairs!”

“I hear him.”

“And Sam about to be back!”

“I know.”

“You’re fucking crazy.”

“Probably.”

“Xavier.”

“What?”

I picked her other thigh up higher, kept her open on that sink, and started breaking her off again. Harder. Deeper. That ass slapping, rippling, wet as hell. My fuckin’ weakness.

She bit her lip and still moaned.

“Fuck, Xay you so fuckin deep…shit…hurry up…”

I moaned with her.

“Take this dick. I’m almost there.”

Downstairs Levin was talking to the kids.

Up here I was still giving Avery backshots on the bathroom sink, steam running down the mirror, that fat redbone ass bouncing every time I slammed in.