Brothers Black: Wyatt the Heartbreaker

by Blue Saffire

  “Ride me,” I bark in a heated command.

  My blood is pumping hard from the thrill and excitement of having my wife my way. I start to lift my hips up, thrusting into her from beneath. Nellie is using her knees and thighs to lift up and down on me while her pussy squeezes the life out of my cock. The feeling makes my vision blur and a growl rips from my chest.

  I know I’m about to cum again. She has to cum with me. I release my hold on the cuffs and reach around her to flick her clit with my fingers and then I pinch it, hard. I feel the moment she lets go. Her head drops back, her back bows and her thighs tremble on either side of me.

  “Wyatt,” she sing-screams my name. The sight before me is beautiful.

  I feel my release rushing up my spine. The first stream of seed fills her, but I have other ideas. I grip her waist lifting her off my pulsing rod, grabbing my cock as stream after stream continues to shoot out. My hot sticky cum coats her beautiful brown skin and I groan at the sight. I release my cock and rub the sticky mess over her ass and around her puckered hole.

  There is something about seeing my seed all over her that drives me crazy. I start to swell again and I know this is going to be one of those nights. Nellie is going to need a good soak by the time I get my fill of her.

  I slide back inside her warm heat with a loud groan. I feel her body’s shudder through my own body. I lift up on my elbow and push her to lean forward with my other hand. Her hips start to rock in a circular motion and I bite my lip as my breath burst between my lips.

  With her leaning forward her cheeks are spread and I can watch my cock slide in and out of her. She is coating my shaft with each slide. The crack of her ass is glistening with my cum. I reach for her juices and mix them with mine rubbing them into her skin and once again around the one place I am about to invade.

  I push a finger in and she moans, almost falling over. I grab both her wrist in one hand steadying her with her restrained hands. I continue to ease into her with my finger until I am in to the knuckle. She squirms a little, but soon I am working in and out of her adding a second digit. She is so slick from our juices mixed together I am sliding in both her holes with ease.

  It doesn’t take long before I feel her giving herself over to the feeling and her body starts to tighten again. I thrust up into her and hold her in place not allowing her to move. I wait until both our bodies calm before I release her to move and I start to thrust into her again.

  “You like that, Baby? You like that cock in your tight pussy? Do you want me to take you here,” I punctuate my question with the thrust of my fingers.

  “Babe, please, I don’t know if I can take anymore,” she pants.

  I smile. She can and she will take all of me. I lift up, tugging her back against my chest. “You can and you will, this is what you asked for. You’re going to take your man, you’re going to take all of me,” I breathe in her ear.

  She whimpers and I smile. I reach for the toy that is going to open up a new world for my little shy sex kitten. “Open your mouth,” I command as I pull her head back by her curls.

  She opens for me and I place the toy between her lips. Her brows wrinkle and I know it is because she can’t see what I am placing in her mouth. I chuckle and kiss the side of her face.

  “Suck on it,” I whisper in her ear. She does and my cock jumps inside her pussy as I think of her wrapping those lips around me once again. Later, we’ll have time for more of that later. “Now spit on it.”

  She follows orders again and I am so pleased with her lack of hesitation this time. I pull the plug from her lips and guide her body forward once again. I ease the toy into her virgin hole and she shivers.

  When I switch the toy on she cums instantly. I growl and grip one wrist in each hand. I use her arms to bring her down on my cock as I drive into her from beneath. The sight of her ass jiggling on my cock and her loud cries are true bliss.

  This was worth the wait. I fuck Nellie just the way I like. Taking her every way I know how until we both collapse in bed sweaty, sated, and exhausted. I fall asleep with a smile knowing my mission was accomplished. I turned my wife inside out. Her thoughts were on me and my cock for the night. Nothing else.

  Chapter Thirty Three

  Nellie

  “Hey Nel, can you do me a favor,” Toby asks as he rushes over to my desk.

  “Sure, what’s up,” I look up from my computer.

  “I need to get out of here. Uh… something came up. Dad’s up my butt about my reports. I have them finished. I just haven’t had time to transfer them and upload them. Do you think you can get them done for me before you take off,” his eyes are pleading and I know I won’t say no.

  Toby has been taking off in the middle of the day a lot. Joe and Wyatt have both been on his case. I get an idea and smile to myself. I sit back in my seat and cross my arms over my chest. Toby throws his head back and groans.

  “Nel, come on. I really need to go,” he sighs. “What is it going to cost me?”

  I lean forward and grin. “I want to know what is going on with you. I’ll do this for you if you tell me this secret we all know you are keeping,” I say with a triumphant smile on my face.

  His shoulders slump as he looks me in the eyes. I can see the wheels turning in his head. He looks around the office and presses his lips. He huffs a sigh once again, turning back to me.

  “Okay, but not here. Do you think you can get Wyatt to let you out of his sight for a few hours after work?” he whispers.

  I clap my hands with glee. I nod my head as I think of how much stress knowing what Toby has been up to will take off of Wyatt’s shoulders. Wyatt constantly complains about Toby being distracted more often than not.

  “I drove myself to work this morning. I’ll make something up,” I answer.

  “Fine, I’ll text you with an address later,” he responds, then points a finger at me. “This is between us. Don’t bring my brother along, Nellie. I’m trusting you as a friend. I’m not ready to tell the family what is going on.”

  I nod again. I won’t tell Wyatt what I find out. I will just find out what is going on and then I can ease Wyatt’s mind about it when I know what the deal is. Toby hands over his reports and I get to work on them as he rushes out of the office.

  I have been back in the office for five months now. After that night when Wyatt showed me the moon, the stars and a world of pleasure, I didn’t know I wanted or even existed, I got myself together and returned to work a week later. He would never say so, but Wyatt was happy to be back in the office with his brothers and father.

  It took an entire month before he would take an assignment outside the office, but I finally got him to see that I am okay. He still hasn’t gone on any assignments that will keep him away from me for longer than the hours in a work day.

  I am so engrossed in work and turning in Toby’s reports on time, I don’t notice the time until Wyatt strolls out of his office. He gives me a sexy smile as his eyes rake over me. I am wearing a thin black blazer, over a red silk tank top with a pair of black skinny jeans and red heels today.

  He is looking at me like he wants to eat me up and, of course, I blush like I am not married to this man and have never been naked before him. I push my glasses up my nose and lift my face up out of habit. Any time he spends the day in his office, the first thing he does is come straight to my desk to plant a kiss on my lips. Actually, any time away warrants a kiss.

  Like always he cups my face and kisses me sweetly. His eyes drop down to my breasts and he gives me a wicked smile. I know that look. I laugh and shake my head at him.

  “Are you ready to go home? You promised me some baby making time tonight,” he says wiggling his brows.

  I bite my lip and think fast. “Babe, I had plans to go check on Steve before I go home. I just need a few hours and I’ll be right home,” I reply and mentally cross my fingers.

  “I’ll come with you,” he offers, sitting on the edge of my desk.

  “You don’t h
ave to. I mean we came in separate cars this morning and you left so much earlier than I did. You have to be tired. Why don’t you go home take a shower kick back and relax? I’ll bring us something to eat from that place you love and we can save the chicken and pasta I was going to make for tomorrow,” I counter.

  He leans into kiss my lips. “Call me when you are on your way home. I’ll run a bath and we can relax and unwind together. I really want to talk about this baby and get in some time in working on it.”

  I smile up at him. Wyatt has been after me about a baby for months now. We have been waiting out my shot. I went to the doctor yesterday, but we haven’t really gotten a chance to talk about what she said. I avoided the subject last night because I don’t want to get his hopes up.

  Dr. Stein said that it can take anywhere from three months up to a year after coming off the shot to get pregnant. I know he was hoping for a baby much sooner. It has been three months since I skipped my last shot. I am afraid we are going to be one of those couples that has to wait it out a lot longer.

  “That sounds good. I’ll tell you everything Dr. Stein said then. If you are good, I’ll think about letting you have your way with me,” I tease.

  Wyatt growls and pulls me from my chair. I giggle as he buries his face in my neck and starts to nibble at it. Things have gotten so much better in the last few months. I know I am healing a lot more. I still miss my mom and at times I wish I could talk to her, but I haven’t fallen back into that funk I was in for so long.

  I hate lying to Wyatt so I know I am going to go see Steve. Just not for as long as I usually do. Steve moved back here not long after Mom passed. He couldn’t take the memories from the house. I think he is doing a lot better now.

  Wyatt pulls away and slaps my ass. “Don’t be too long. I miss you already,” he says before kissing me and releasing me.

  Guilt twists in my gut, but I can’t let this opportunity pass me by. Toby hasn’t opened up to anyone. I have to find out what is going on with him. He is just so different. I don’t want to take a chance that he will change his mind if I don’t show up this time.

  “I’ll call you as soon as I am on my way home,” I say with a nervous smile. I have to look away because Wyatt reads me too well.

  I can do this. I’ll get to the bottom of Toby’s problem and I can return just a bit of what all Wyatt does for me. I’m doing this for him, I tell myself.

  ~B~

  Wyatt

  Nellie is keeping something from me. I won’t press her for what it is because I don’t want her to press me over what I am keeping from her. Dad has been hounding me for weeks now. He needs Noah and me to go off on an extended assignment that will take me away for a few months. I have been trying my best to avoid it, but Noah and I are the best fit to get it done.

  I know Nellie will be fine if I go. There will be plenty of people left behind to take care of her. I just don’t feel at ease about it. I’m sure Bean would even want to stay with her while we are away. I know Noah would prefer it that way. He knows those two protect each other.

  You’re getting a pass because I need one, Baby. Just don’t think you will be keeping any secret for long. I think as I walk out of the office and head home.

  Chapter Thirty Four

  Nellie

  I pull up at the address Toby text me. It is a cute little house, not that far from his place. We don’t go to Toby’s house often. The guys usually come over to our house or their parents’ place.

  I park my car and get out to walk to the front door. The door swings open before I ring the bell. Toby is standing there shirtless with a little girl in his arms. She is sleeping against his shoulder. Toby presses a finger to his lips and waves me into the house.

  The little girl looks like a sleeping angel. She has to be around a year or so old. She has a mass of soft looking curls that are pulled up into a puffy ponytail on top her head. Her little pink lips are full and parted as she sleeps. The little brown fingers of her left hand are pressed over Toby’s heart and it is the sweetest sight I have ever seen.

  For a moment, I am stunned. I feel like I am looking at Wyatt with our daughter. She looks exactly like what I have imagined our mixed babies looking like.

  I shake the thought off and walk into the house. I am really curious now as I follow him inside. I can see toys and baby items around the house. The open floor plan reveals the living area and kitchen, where I can see two high chairs, two walkers, and various other baby items.

  When I step into the living room, I pause. Sitting on the couch with another small child is Kamara. I remember her from high school. Her brother and Toby are best friends. Kwäzē went to grade school and junior high with us until he was skipped a grade.

  Our freshman year in high school right before I left for Seattle, Kamara came in as a new transfer. She and Kwäzē are twins, but their parents had left Kamara with family in New York when they first came to the States from Africa and moved here.

  I start to relax as I realize that Toby has been helping out his best friend’s sister. Now this makes sense to the Toby we all know, but I just don’t understand why he has been keeping it a secret. I know the family would want to help out. That is just the way the Black family is.

  Toby takes a seat next to Kamara and nods for me to take a seat as well. I sit in the chair facing the sofa they are sitting on and place my bag at my side. Kamara gives me a big smile, then looks back at Toby. He gives her a nod and she turns back to me.

  “It is so good to see you, Nellie. I don’t know if you remember me, but I remember you,” Kamara says politely with a tinge of her family’s African accent coming through.

  “I remember you,” I say with a smile. “We had a class or two together before I moved away.”

  “Yes, I will always remember you and Rebecca. You were both so nice to me,” she gives me a beautiful smile.

  I remember her smile from back then. I remember thinking that she was one of the prettiest girls I had ever seen. With her straight white teeth, her full lips, slanted brown eyes, and the most beautiful smooth and even chocolate brown skin, she was a pure knockout. She still is.

  “You’re Kwäzē’s sister, aren’t you,” I ask.

  I notice right away the shift in the room. Toby shifts closer to Kamara and his arms tighten protectively around the little girl in his arms. Kamara’s smile fades and her head drops. Now knowing that I am missing something I take the four of them in more closely.

  The little boy in her arms is as cute as the girl, I am assuming is his sister. He is about the same brown complexion as the little girl. They look to be the same age, if not then they are barely a year apart. They are both sleeping with incredibly long lashes resting on their chubby little cheeks. The little boys lips are closed, but they are the same pink.

  I wrinkle my brows and push my glasses up my nose. The way his lips are pressed in his sleep is way too familiar. It is a look I often see when I wake up in the middle of the night. My eyes scan both babies again and my heart starts pounding.

  Toby clears his throat and my eyes shoot to him. He nods. “She is Kwäzē’s sister, at least, to us she still is. I didn’t tell you to come here for that, though. You wanted to know what my big secret is so,” he pauses and heaves a heavy breath. “I want you to be the first in our family to meet Lulu and TJ.”

  My eyes widen and I release a soundless gasp. “You mean TJ as in Toby Jr.?” I squawk. My brain is processing this all a mile a minute.

  Toby gives me a boyish smile. “Yeah, exactly, they’re your niece and nephew.”

  “Oh my God, Toby, how long have you been hiding this? How old are they,” I frown as I try to do the math in my head.

  “They are thirteen months old. They turned one year, last month,” Kamara replies as she looks up at Toby lovingly.

  Toby leans in and kisses her on the lips. I am stunned. I have never thought about what Toby’s type is. He is not like the others. Sure girls flock to him, but I have never really seen him
give them much thought now that I think of it. Not even back when we were in school together.

  Bean once hinted that she thought he had a crush on me, but that never amounted to anything. He and I were just friends. Sitting here now though I can see how much he cares for Kamara. It is in the look in his eyes and the way he is leaning in toward her as if they are on an invisible string.

  “They are twins,” I say dumbly because I don’t know what else to say.

  Of all the things I thought I would learn this evening, this was the furthest from what I was expecting. Oh God, how do I keep this from my husband? Heck, why the hell is Toby keeping it from his family? They both nod in answer to my question and I just sit and stare as I try to wrap my brain around this.

  Kamara had to already be pregnant when I first moved back home. That was around the time when Heather had warned me that Toby had changed. Oh my God, so much is making sense now. He was only twenty-five back then. He had to be freaking out about being a new father and wow, the new father of twins.

  This is crazy. There was still something I wasn’t seeing. Why wouldn’t he tell the family? They would have been there for him instead of him dealing with all this alone.

  “I see the wheels turning in your head,” Toby grumbles. “Kamara’s family was not too happy when they found out she was pregnant. She was arranged to be married to someone back home. It wasn’t what she wanted, but in their culture things are different. He was willing to still marry her even after her family gave him the news, at least until he found out all the details.”

  “You mean that you are white,” falls out of my mouth.

  “That among other things,” Toby replies through tight lips. “Kwäzē and I kind of fell out when he found out I was the father. They wanted to send Kamara away with my children. I couldn’t let that happen so I have been hiding her.