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THE DEEP ATTRACTION

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Walk This Way by P$C

"The one to make me stay at home and one to go to church more. Money and the bundles ain't nothin we can hurt for."

SAMIR MONTGOMERY
MARCH 10th, 2008.
MONDAY  8:15 pm

SAMIR WATCHED KAMARIA place the last basketball in the cart and roll it away from where the rest of them were sitting, shifting his eyes back to the group of teenagers that he coached.

He smacked Derek upside his head once he saw that he too had been watching her like he was. "What I told you 'bout lookin' at my girl like that."

"Dang dude! Ian know it was illegal to look, I do got eyes. And you acting like you ain't steal her from me, I had her first. We was supposed to be homies man." He ranted while his twin Danny just shook his head.

"It's crazy that you actually sitting her believing yo own lies." Jayjay shook his head, disappointed.

"Exactly, and it was months ago. You never had a chance." Jabari added on. He had come such a long way in the last couple of months, getting comfortable around his team and even talking more.

"Y'all don't neva wanna see a brotha win." Derek shook his head, disregarding almost everything that was just said to him in the last sixty seconds.

"Win with somebody yo age." Isaiah smacked the side of his head just like Samir did only moments before, making Samir smirk.

Honestly, for Isaiah to be Cayetons brother, he was very likable in a sense. Never gave them problems either.

He did side eye Kamaria for about two weeks after she broke his sisters' neck, but that was natural sibling instinct. After he got to know her better from what he didn't already, he knew his sisters had to have provoked her.

"Y'all acting like she 25 it's a one-year difference." Derek argued back, he wasn't letting up, and wouldn't.

"Nigga we don't care about her age; we don't support you 'cause she got a man." Tario spoke up, leaning back on his elbows.

"Shut yo tall ass up boy!" Derek exclaimed, and they all shook their heads at him while Tario smirked.

That was a compliment to him. He loved being as tall as he was. He was the tallest on the team standing at the same height as Samir being 6'3.

"What are y'all over here arguing about now." Kamaria had found her way back over to the group of boys who were waiting to be released to their parents since practice was over.

"We was talking bout you beautiful. I love yo new hair." Derek smirked, looking at Kamaria while she moved her hair behind her ear.

"Boy, give it a rest, I love my man." She playfully out her palm in his face making him frown.

"Enough of that, I can't choke out a minor so you betta shut up." Samir was lowkey gloating. He had been eighteen for two solid days and he loved it.

He barely felt different, but then he would remember her was 18 again and felt good. "Aight, we got a game on Thursday at 6:30 yall." Kamaria reminded them.

"Y'all gotta be here by 5:45" Samir continued because they had to go over drills before the game. Everybody nodded letting him know they were listening.

"Oh and we got practice on Wednesday at 6." Samir added once he remembered.

He got various versions of okays.

"Cool, y'all can go now." He informed them, wrapping his arm around Kamaria. The rest of them began getting up to go meet their parents who were waiting outside of the door.

They said bye to both of them grabbing their back packs and duffle bags.

Kamaria picked up her purse. "Come on." She muttered leaning her head into Samir.

"You coming to my house for a lil or you want me to drop you off." He questioned, walking out the double doors side by side.

"You trynna get rid of me?" She widened her eyes defensively and he laughed. She was growing clinger by the day, and every-time he asked her if she wanted to go somewhere that was away from him, she got crazy.

"No baby, if you wanna come to my house just say that, I was asking you." He laughed shaking his head, before looking forward and his entire face dropped.

"Oh, hey slim." Cayeton grinned.

She had been waiting to get her neck brace off for her come back, and it was finally here. After twelve long weeks.

He ignored her, but Kamaria wasn't above it.

"Bitch, are you stupid." She inquired, causing Cayeton to shift her gaze.

"Girl who the fu—" Cayeton realized it Kamaria in the middle of her sentence and shifted uncomfortably. At first glance she didn't realize it was her because the new hair look threw her off.

"Never mind, I'm sorry." Cayeton did a pivot turn on her heels, walking away quickly not looking back.

"Oh okay, cause that's what the fuck I thought." Kamaria shook her head at the actual audacity.

"You got the poor girl traumatized, ma." He laughed as they walked far behind her since she was speed walking off.

"Bitch lost all sympathy when she jumped me, I should've slapped her ass again for the one time." She muttered bitterly. She couldn't believe Cayeton, and wanted to know her point in approaching Samir.

"Bitch got that neck brace off and back on her bullshit. Hello pot, my names kettle." She smiled sarcastically, and he couldn't stop laughing at her.

Kamaria smiled as he pulled the door open, only because his laugh was contagious, but not because it was funny but because he looked so cute to her when he laughed.

She slid in the car, and he closed the door for her. After getting in too, he tucked his lips in. "You want McDonald's? I want some ice cream." He muttered.

He loved ice cream.

"Yesss! I want a sundae too, wit some fries to dip it in. Come on drive." She urged him after the thought of ice cream entered her mind.

"See here you go wit dat chauffeur shit." He shook his head, sticking the key in the hole.

After getting their food, Samir drove to his fathers' house since it was a weeknight. He had been staying at his mothers' house on weekends, and his father on weekdays for school ever since he got off probation.

When they pulled up, Kyaire was already on the porch. They got out together, and Kyaire stood up.

"Damn what took y'all so long, y'all said 8:30, it's 8:45." He fussed from the porch, and Kamaria rolled her eyes.

"We got McDonald's." She stated with the bag in one hand and the sundae cup in the other hand.

"Damn, what the fuck you got a attitude for. I was jus askin a question." He spoke plopping on the porch chair.

It was dark outside, and the porch light was on so moths had been swarming around the porch and he was getting tired. Along with mosquitos bothering him.

"My fault," Samir dapped Kyaire up one he jogged up the porch steps.

"You straight, you trynna smoke." Kyaire asked and Samir only nodded slightly twisting his house key in the hole and pushing the door open.

"Yeah jus give me a second." He let kamaria walk in first before they followed after her.

"Aight, imma sit rightttttt here." Kyaire plopped right on the comfortable couch. He started going in his pockets, and Samir took that as a sign to follow kamaria who was already walking to the back like she owned house.

"Watchu finna do?" He asked her.

"Eat." She answered easily, standing in front of him wrapping her hair up. After she finished, she put her bonnet on. She went to his dresser while he stood aside watching her as she reached in for some of his clothes.

"Aight imma be back in a few. " He told her. When she reached for the hem of her shirt to remove it, he smacked his teeth, leaving his room closing the door behind him.

She was always getting comfortable in his room and putting on his clothes as if she didn't have any of her own.

Walking back out to the front with his chicken nuggets and fries, he sat on the other side of the couch that Kyaire was residing on, while rolling the blunt.

After Samir got off of probation, the first thing he did with Kyaire when he got home was smoke, not because he had been yearning for it, but he was happy that he got that sense of freedom again.

After being off for two months now, he could safely say he didn't smoke as much as his best friend, but every once in a while, he would.

"Yall the ugliest couple I ever seen." Kyaire muttered sealing the blunt, and Samir didn't even bother looking at him as a smirk grew on his face, and he chuckled.

"Nigga please." Samir disregarded the boy, because he just knew he was lying. "Instead of wasting yo time lying to yoself, finish rollin dat so I can hit it. " He muttered.

Kyaire smacked his teeth. "Niggas turn 18 and think they hard. Im older than you, dont forget." He rubbed it in his face.

Samir turned his head, and stared at him for a second, and then dipped his chicken nugget in the sauce.

"Shut up." he dismissed it, and Kyaire dug in his pocket for the lighter. After he lit it, he hit it twice and then passed it over.

"Serious note, I got a question for you." Kyaire muttered playing with the drawstrings on his sweatpants.

Samir knew that whenever Kyaire smoked, he talked the most. "Is you finna try to strong arm me bout yo sister or some shit." Samir guessed casually, taking a hit from the blunt in between his fingers.

Kyaire couldn't help but laugh slightly at his best friend's insinuation, and the way he worded it as well. Samir was very uncaring, and that was nothing new, so he knew the whole older brother trying to scare him wouldn't move him, at all.

"Im not trynna man handle you or no shit," Kyaire started taking the blunt back since it was being passed back to him. "It is about her though." he continued.

"Because I was in the dark when the shit wit that other nigga happened, i be watching now more then she think i do. Especially cause yall started off on the low too. But now im starting to see she really is getting attached to you." he stated stoically, "When yall first told us yall was together it was kind of jus a lil looked over. I jus wanna know do you really see yoself wit her in the future, cause ion wanna see her go through no more heart break." He swallowed.

Samir actually had to let his words sink in, because he understood where he was coming from. Being that this was his actual first time in a real relationship so he was just going with the flow, but even a blind person could see the more they progressed, the more serious they got.

"I jus wanna make sure you actually serious about her. Cause my main thing wit yall being together is something ending off on a bad note, and imma have to give it to yo ass." Kyaire explained making Samir laugh.

He appreciated how protective he was over his sister. Even if he barely showed it, it was always there. He rarely even talked, but that didn't stop him from thinking, and when he did express himself, it was big.

"I feel you," Samir started, taking another pull from the blunt since he had just received it back. "I cant lie i jus been goin wit da flow. "He admitted. He was the type to live in the moment and only think of the future occasionally. "I do see us bein long term though, I care about her for real."

"I believe you when you say that though." Kyaire nodded his head, "And i just want you to know that if you ever have a change in heart or something, I'm not gone be happy about it because I like seeing her happy, but I ask you don't ever string her along if it's not what you want no more. I ask you just keep it real and let her down easy if it ever come to that, but of course I hope it never get to that. Because if you do string her along or hurt her worse than you need too, imma have to run you over."

"And you know what, I respect you for that, and I can agree to that. But me and my girl never over, so try another time." He yawned lazily. He felt what his said deep in his heart too, they had soul ties with each other.

They always brought something new to each other. Kamaria was hilarious and could make him laugh at any time even if he was feeling down. She was goofy and brought excitement to their relationship.

Samir, he was very affectionate, and protective. He always did things he thought Kamaria liked as far as taking her to new places and doing new things, and little things like finding a movie he thought she would like and watching it with her.

They were like the perfect dynamic duo. Kamaria was like the energy to his chill personality, so they clashed well together.

"I like that attitude my boy." Kyaire smiled proudly. If his best friend kept that mindset, there would never be any problems between them, ever.

The two of them finished smoking in the living room. Kyaire told Samir, that he was going home to take a shower, and go to sleep, and Samir told him he would bring Kamaria home before 11, just in case Simone decided to call him.

She wasn't very overbearing, and Samir understood she was just being a mother, so he never complained and abided by her rules. He knew she could be way stricter than she was, so he appreciated the freedom she did let them have.

After Kyaire left, Samir finally made his way back into his room, and Kamaria was comfortable and full, watching full house in his bed.

"It took your ass long enough, damn." She mugged him, scooting over to make room for him and he laughed at her mouth. He swore she was always talking mess, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Why you can't just say you missed me, and you love me. You gotta be mean all the time." He licked over his lips feeling his mouth go dry.

"That dont even sound like nothing I would say." She muttered carelessly.

"Mhm," He replied like he didn't believe her, and then looked over placing his lips on hers to peck them.

Kamaria gripped his chin turning his face back towards her, and he let her before they started deepening the kiss.

Samirs eyes were low, and he was high, so he was just going through the motions. She was so attracted to him in his under the influence state.

Samir leaned into her more until his entire body was between her legs and she had them wrapped around his torso.

She turned her head slightly, and Samir swirled his tongue around hers. He felt like she always did this when he got high like she found fun in it, but he never complained.

He reached down to pull down the boxers that she had took the initiative to put on when she changed into his clothes.

She hoisted her hips up, and he slid them down her smooth legs. He wasn't wasting anytime with her, as his body grew hot form becoming horny.

He detached his lips from hers, and she let out a large breath. He trailed soft kisses from her jaw, down her neck, running his hands up his shirt that she was wearing.

She tucked her bottom lip in, as he made it down right below her naval.

He sucked on the spot softly, whilst he lifted her legs over his shoulders, and she could feel her body shudder. The light kisses had her squirming in his hold.

Finally, he lifted his eyes and much as he could, meeting hers, giving her eye contact before he lowered his head in between her legs. Latching his mouth onto her clit.

She gasped at the contact. He pulled her closer into his face, forcing her body to push harder into him, she couldn't resist a moan once he wrapped his lips around her clit. "ohhh fuckkk." She dragged out.

Her eyes lowered into slits, trying to stare down at him. Her mouth fell agape as he began to move his head into circular motions with his tongue out, slowly and sensually against her core.

He was rolling his tongue to be sure to stimulate her sensitive clit. Kamarias moans were growing louder as he used his plump lips to focus on her clit after a few seconds.

Using his right hand, middle and ring finger, he drug them down to her hole in attempt to help her reach her climax even faster.

He eased them in slowly and she whimpered as her warm tight walls clenched around his fingers tightly. He groaned softly into her core, sending the vibrations throughout her entire body.

He moved his fingers at a steady pace, to jab at her spot which he was very familiar with at this point. Once he found what he was searching for, he took his time to curve and then twist his fingers and she moaned his name out loudly.

Her curved them a little more upwards, "Shit, oh my gosh...right there baby." She moaned, and her eyes unintentionally crossed in pleasure.

Her toes curled, and her legs began trembling. "dont stop, samir oh my..." She paused, reaching her hand down between her legs and pushed his head further into her core.

He kissed her clit softly, speeding up the pace of his fingers thrusting inside of her. He used his thumb to rub circles on her clit, sucking and licking all over her core.

The pit in her stomach began tightening, and it was intensifying the more he used his fingers to fuck her, with his tongue lapping around in circles at the same time. It eventually became unbearable, and she arched her back against the bed trying to lift her hips in order to get out his hold.

"Fuckk, samir that feels so good, baby." She praised him in a whining form. He gripped her tighter so she would stay put and laying down. Her climax ripped through her entire body, and he still kept his mouth attached.

He allowed her to go through motions for a few more seconds, before easing his fingers out of her and sucking on them.

He cleaned her up by kissing and licking up the remains while her body twitched.

He finally removed his head from between her thick thighs. "You did so good, mama." He assured her placing his lips on top of hers.

He moved his head to the crook of her neck, and suck and licked on one spot that had her squirming trying to get from under him. After a while he finally stopped leaving a slight mark on her neck, he was staring with his eyes exceptionally low.

"You so pretty girl, I love you." He pecked her lips one more time.

The short heart to heart was cute don't lie! Kyaire is evolving

I updated bc it didn't tell y'all about the last chapter so it's not getting votes fast😒

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