Lorenzo "Cane" Tejada Jr.

"What's that noise?" Effie, a link that I fuck around with from time to time asked me.

"My sister Diana using the shower why it ain't like you live here." I told her watching her continue to suck me up as I thought about Aaliyah.

I missed how good her mouth and body felt wrapped around me.

Yeah I fucked up a lot when it came to her but a nigga still young.

I ain't tryna be tied down like how she wanted me to be back then, though I wanted her to stay faithful only to me because she was a woman.

My phone buzzed, picking it up it was a message from Diana.

Princess Diana 👸🏾: Hey do you still have Paris's clothes in there? She asked me.

Me: Diana you know I do.

Princess Diana 👸🏾: Ok well she's in the guest shower up there, can you take her clothes and some bathing supplies?

Me: Diana I got a female up here so why would you do that shit bro? Ask Dru to meet me or some.

I face palmed watching Effie stuff my dick down her throat.

Princess Diana 👸🏾: He's not here stupid, that's why I asked you because I'm showering in Mami's while they're making sure Zeke and his roommate get home safe.

Me: Yo you must like fucking confusion cause why the fuck you ain't send her in  Monet's room?

Princess Diana👸🏾: No I don't, you know how she is about people in her room. This is not my fault Cane, you're grown and single and I'm sure that Paris doesn't care that you're getting your dick wet just take her the supplies stupid.

I sighed pushing Effie's head back sliding the condom off placing it in the trash can next to the bed.

Grabbing a few wipes out of my dude wipes pack, I wiped my shaft and pelvis not caring about the condom I still felt a little dirty.

After throwing the wipes in the trash I got a few squirts of hand sanitizer before Effie sparked a conversation.

"What's wrong?" She sat up looking lost.

"Nothing just give me a second." I told her putting my sweats back on going over to my tv stand spraying on my YSL cologne before walking into my closet room to the section that I kept Aaliyah's things in since we've moved here.

No matter where we move I always make room for her things and she had a lot of shit in here.

Her clothes always took up more space in my closet than what mine did so I often had to get my closet's customized.

Rummaging through her drawer, I pulled out some stretchy lace underwear and a green silk gown that I know she asked Diana about.

Walking over to her bath supplies I grabbed her a plush towel and a African bath sponge along with her exfoliating peach sugar scrub, her white peach body wash and a brown African scrub bar already knowing how extra she was when it came to her hygiene.

She was the cleanest female I've ever been with and that shit was such a turn on to me.

Unlocking the connected door to the bathroom, I felt my heart beating fast as hell.

A nigga was scared as hell because Aaliyah didn't play with my ass when it came to females that I fucked sleeping wherever she laid her head as well.

Walking in fast through the door, I caught a full glimpse of her curvy body naked.

"Cane what the fuck!" She screamed while I sat the items on the sink trying to shush her before Effie heard her and made noise but it was too late.

"Cane what's going on?" Effie entered the bathroom partially naked looking at Aaliyah who bodied the fuck outta her in every way possible.

Aaliyah smirked shaking her head stepping up to the open shower letting the water run all over her.

Staring at her I felt myself stiffen in my sweats almost forgetting the fact that I had Effie behind me.

I had to have Aaliyah soon or I was gonna go crazy.

"What you got outta bed for and I told you I'd be back?" I asked Effie mentally face palming.

"Ok thanks you can leave now Cane."Aaliyah tolled her eyes at me washing her body acting as if neither of us was in there with her.

"Give me your dirty clothes so I can put them in the washer." I told her still eyeing her body damn near about to drop drool.

Damn she looked so good.

"This is weird as fuck and it feels like a threesome, who is this and why do you need to do all that for her the bitch ain't handicap and plus she's naked Cane come on!" Effie shouted pulling at me but I didn't move, she ain't understand the type of hold Aaliyah had on me.

"Ayo watch that bitch word ho, don't get disrespectful!" Aaliyah told her rinsing the soap from her long tight curls.

"Bitch fuck you who the fuck you supposed to be because I know yall ain't related." Effie screamed.

Pushing her back into the room I closed the door and locked it this time.

She was crazy as fuck to think that I'd let her disrespect shorty like that.

"My nigga what the fuck you doing?" I pushed her head back.

"When I say hold up that's what the fuck I mean, you ain't have to follow me in there and now yo ass feel some type of way!" I told her looking down at her face flush red.

"So let me get this straight, you brought me here to fuck me but instead you're in there lusting all over another bitch who's clothes were in your closet what the fuck is going on Cane?!" She yelled.

Aaliyah "Paris" Asha'e Stark

Stepping out of the shower I grabbed my phone texting Diana

Me: I think I'm gonna go home still.

I told her drying off waiting for a response.

Drying my hair with the purple rhinestoned blow dryer that Cane brought in, I drowned out the arguing between him and the girl because they were in his room screaming to the top of their lungs.

After I finished my hair I decided not to put on the lace bra I had, but I did put the underwear on and my ass and coochie basically swallowed it.

They stretched well, so they still fit but I had grown so much since the last time I've seen them all.

Slipping on the gown it was extremely tight too and I knew I'd be uncomfortable trying to sleep in it so I knocked on Cane's door hearing the arguing stop.

Peeping his head in he asked

"What you need shorty?"

"Can I use one of your shirts, this thing is too tight." I told him looking down at my ass hang out of it.

His eyes widened at the sight of me turning around showing him my full body in the night gown.

I guess he just started to notice how much I've grown over the years too.

I took the gown off handing it to him leaving me in nothing but my lace underwear.

Biting his bottom lip he  stepped out leaving the door cracked going to his closet to get me an oversized shirt.

The girl came back inside.

"So how y'all know each other, are you one of his ho's or suntin'?" She asked me.

"Girl get the fuck outta here with that bullshit." I waived her off looking underneath the sink for a spare toothbrush.

"If I ask you again ima start swinging bitch." She scowled at me causing me to stand back up.

"Swing on fucking who?" I asked her looking around.

"You ho."

"I'll never be that, and don't get too bold because if I wanted LORENZO back I could have him right now but he ain't shit, which is why you're here." I told her rolling my eyes

"Bitch please." She hit at me making me lose my shit and throw hands with her.

She was fast but she wasn't powerful so I stepped back uppercutting her listening to my hits connect to her face.

"You got me bent" I kicked her in the face continuing to throw punch after punch on her making her body stumble.