COMPLICATED

by Chenell Parker

  “Zyra!” Zyrian yelled pulling his sister away from her trip down memory lane. “I called your name, at least, three times. You good?”

  “Yeah, I’m okay. I was just calling you over here for him,” she said pointing to Tommy.

  “For what?” Zyrian asked not bothering to hide the scowl on his face.

  “I don’t know. He said he was coming to holla at you,” Zyra replied.

  “Man, fuck that nigga!” Zyrian snapped not caring how his choice of words made Tommy feel. “You and Rylee come on back over here under the shelter.”

  “Damn Zyrian, it’s like that?” Tommy asked with his hands slightly elevated in the air.

  “Yeah nigga, it’s just like that. Fuck you thought it was?” Zyrian said walking away with Rylee and Zyra following close behind him.

  Tommy stood there for a minute before he finally decided to walk away. He couldn’t even lie and say he didn’t feel played about how Zyrian had just handled him, though. They were tight before Zyrian got locked up, so he knew that Zyra must have given him the run down on their failed marriage. It was cool, though. He and Zyrian would definitely cross paths again.

  “You got that nigga in life insurance Zyra?” Snake asked as he and Grim watched Tommy walking back to his car.

  “Hell no, so don’t even think about doing nothing to him. Let that shit go,” Zyra said as she took a seat at the table next to her female companion.

  “I’m just saying. That nigga might be worth more to you dead than alive. He don’t look like he got shit to live for anyway,” Snake replied making everybody laugh, even though he was dead serious.

  “I’m not with him, but I still don’t want to see anything happen to him. You can’t kill everybody that we have a problem with Snake. That’s not how shit works in the real world,” Zyra said to her hot-headed cousin.

  “Shit, that’s the only way it works in my world,” he answered as he once again focused on the cards in his hands.

  “I see you took your ride or die over there with you to go talk to him,” Zyrian laughed while looking over at Rylee.

  “She sure did. My friend know I got her back. We would have jumped his stupid ass,” Rylee said while laughing right along with him.

  Mekhi watched how Zyrian stared at his wife, and he wasn’t really feeling it. He didn’t even try to play it off as he stared at her in plain sight of her husband. Being that Zyrian had been locked up for five years, Mekhi knew that he wasn’t too familiar with him and his wife. Zyrian didn’t know that Mekhi loved Rylee more than his next breath, but he had no problem showing him. He grabbed Rylee around her waist and sat her own his lap before burying his face deep into her neck to inhale her scent.

  “This nigga here,” Zyrian said chuckling to himself.

  His first day out and he was peeping a lot of shit out already. He’d just met Mekhi a few hours ago, but he could already tell that they would never be friends. Zyrian considered himself a good judge of character and Mekhi was as fake as a three dollar bill. He tried to make it seem like he was that nigga, but he was really an insecure little boy. According to Buck, Mekhi had more side bitches than he could count, but he clung to Rylee like she was his favorite toy. He felt threatened whenever another man addressed or even looked at her for that matter, but Zyrian didn’t give a damn. Rylee didn’t seem like the cheating type, but he didn’t do married woman anyway. That wouldn’t stop him from fucking with Mekhi though. He messed up when he showed his hand, letting Zyrian figure out that Rylee was his weakness. That was one of the biggest mistakes that he could have made. One that Zyrian would make sure that he regretted.

  Chapter 4

  “Aaah, shit! Baby slow down before you make me cum,” Mekhi moaned as tightly gripped Rylee’s hips and watched as his erection slid in and out of his wife’s wetness.

  Rylee was in the sitting room watching TV when Mekhi came in butt ass naked and started kissing her. She knew what was up from there, and they’d been going at it all over the house for the last two hours. They finally ended up on the small sofa in their bedroom, and Rylee was putting in work. Mekhi was sitting down while Rylee bounced on him like she was riding a mechanical bull. She gyrated on him wildly while looking down at him every few minutes to see what he was doing. Most of the time Mekhi’s eyes were shut tight with his teeth biting down hard on his bottom lip. That was about the only thing he knew how to do to keep from screaming out. Rylee was something like the energizer bunny. She literally never got tired when it came to sex. She was what every man wanted in his woman. A lady in the streets and a true freak in the sheets. Out of all of the women that Mekhi had ever been with, his wife was the only one who he couldn’t really hang with when it came to sex. He was used to having women climbing the walls, but it was the other way around with Rylee. It was like she was the more dominant one in their sex life and Mekhi couldn’t really get with that. He hated to feel inferior to any woman, but that’s exactly how he felt with his own wife. It was also the reason why he sought companionship in other women. They made his feel like he was in control and he loved that feeling.

  “Sorry baby,” Rylee smirked when she saw Mekhi’s eyes rolling around in his head.

  She slowed down just enough to make him feel like he was in control of the situation. She never understood how Mekhi was always initiating sex, but then turned around and complained that she was doing too much when she let loose on his ass. She had no problem with her man being in control, but most of the time he couldn’t really hang. Mekhi was working with a monster, and he definitely knew how to use it. The problem was that after thirty minutes of putting in hard work, he was ready to tap out and roll over. By then Rylee was just getting started. Lately, he’d been trying to prove a point and go for longer periods of time, but Rylee ended up having to do most of the work. She really didn’t mind, but then Mekhi would complain about her being too wild. She felt like she couldn’t win for losing. It was no secret that she loved sex, and it had been that way since they first met.

  “Ughh! Yesss… Fuck me!” Rylee screamed out loud as Mekhi began fucking her harder even thought she was on top.

  He was putting a serious hurting on her kitty, but she didn’t have any complaints. When he pulled her hair and bit into her neck, she really went crazy and started throwing it right back at him.

  “Fuck!” Mekhi shouted as Rylee took the reins once again.

  She grabbed him around his neck and pulled him in closer until their lips touched. Mekhi was on cloud nine and Rylee was in her zone. When she started to roll her hips around in a circular motion, Mekhi knew that he wouldn’t last much longer.

  “Cum for baby,” Rylee panted as she contracted her walls around him. She damn sure didn’t have to tell him twice. Mekhi felt like he was ready to explode thanks to Rylee and her expert sex skills.

  “I’m about to cum baby. You want it?” Mekhi asked even though Rylee was already removing herself from is lap. She dropped down to her knees and took him to the back of her throat right as the first drop of semen spilled from his magic stick. It took everything in him not to push Rylee away as she continued to suck him even after he came in her mouth. He was too sensitive down there, and she wasn’t making it any better. She literally sucked him dry, and he was happy when pulled his semi erect dick from her mouth and stood to her feet.

  “Let’s hop in the shower and get dressed before we be late,” Rylee said right before she kissed his lips and sauntered off to their master bathroom.

  “What?” Mekhi asked through his heavy breathing.

  He looked at Rylee like she was crazy because there was no way that he could move at the moment. This was the shit that he hated. It messed with his ego the way his wife behaved after having sex with him. He was sitting there barely breathing, and Rylee was bouncing around the house acting as if it was nothing. Any other woman would be laying there right with him, just as spent as he was, but not her.

  “Did you forget about Zyrian’s party is tonight at MJ’s?” Rylee ask
ed as she walked around their bedroom naked.

  Mekhi admired his wife’s sexy frame. Rylee was half white, but aside from her skin color and hair, she possessed every feature that a black woman was blessed with. She had ass for days and sharp hips and thick thighs that most women only dreamed of. She had a beautiful face and her attitude matched. Rylee was a very modest woman, but she was a forced to be reckoned with when she got pissed off. She had a mouth out of this world, and Mekhi tried hard not to make her mad.

  “No, I didn’t forget. Just like I didn’t forget that Zyra never paid to have it there,” Mekhi responded.

  “And she’s not paying. That’s my best friend. What I look like charging her to do anything?”

  “But that’s our business baby. That’s a thousand dollars that we’re missing out on. It ain’t got nothing to do with friendship. That’s how we eat and keep a roof over our heads. And I ain’t feeling that nigga Zyrian anyway with that slick ass mouth of his,” Mekhi admitted.

  Now he was getting down to the real reason that he was complaining. It didn’t have anything to do with Zyra. His problem was with Zyrian. Mekhi and Buck were cool, so that meant that he was around Zyrian more than he cared to be. Zyrian was always saying something to piss Mekhi off. He knew that it was only a matter of time before things got bad between the two of them. He didn’t want to put Buck in a bad position by getting into with his cousin, but eventually, that’s what it was coming to.

  “I really don’t care how you and Zyrian feel about each other. This is about me doing a favor for my friend. And a thousand dollars ain’t no real money to miss out on compared to how much they gon’ spend on drinks,” Rylee remarked.

  “I hope you cousins have a ride because we’re riding together,” Mekhi said changing the subject.

  “Nicole will already be there since she’s working tonight. Nakia is coming with her boyfriend, but Amber is riding with us,” Rylee said.

  “Amber always want to go somewhere, but don’t never have a ride,” Mekhi grumbled even though he knew it would make his wife mad.

  “She always got a ride as long as I got a car. And don’t say shit to me about my family because I don’t complain to you about yours.”

  “I’m not trying to argue with you, Rylee. You know you always win anyway. Bring your fine ass in the shower so we can go for round two,” Mekhi said as he got up and made his way to the bathroom.

  Rylee laughed out loud as she followed right behind him. They both stopped when they heard the phone ringing since they didn’t know which one it was. Aside from the phone cases, their phone was identical in every way. Rylee’s phone case was a picture of her family while Mekhi had their wedding picture to cover his.

  “You need to get another ring tone,” Rylee fussed.

  “Why can’t you get another one?” Mekhi countered while picking up her ringing phone.

  When he saw who it was calling, his face immediately twisted into a frown as he shoved the phone in Rylee’s hand

  “That’s your lil white boyfriend calling,” Mekhi snapped.

  “That is not my boyfriend. He’s my friend. And why does it matter what color he is? I’m half white too or did you forget?”

  “You know I didn’t mean it like that,” Mekhi said trying to reach out to grab is wife’s hand.

  “What the fuck ever!” Rylee snapped. “You can go ahead. I’ll take my shower in the other bathroom.”

  “Why you trying to leave out of the room, though? What, you can’t talk to him in front of me now?” Mekhi asked.

  “I’m not trying to talk to him at all. We need to get ready for this party. I can talk to Brent tomorrow,” Rylee answered.

  “Whatever Rylee. Just make sure you leave that phone in here when you go take your shower,” Mekhi said right before he walked off again.

  “Fuck you,” Rylee mumbled as she walked away sending Brent a text message.