He knocked on the front door, and it opened instantly.
“Fam, the police was asking everybody questions. I didn’t see shit, nah mean?” Sheed allowed Monroe to enter his living room.
“You got that?” Money asked.
Sheed pulled the duffle bag out of his coat closet and tossed it to Money. Opening the bag to make sure it was all there, Money tried to inventory the cash quickly by sight.
“Come on, fam, don’t insult me,” Sheed said. “You know I’m one hunnid.”
Money gave Sheed a look that spoke volumes. Sheed took the hint and shut up, while Money continued to thumb through the bag. Once he was satisfied, he took out five stacks and set it on Sheed’s table. “Thanks for keeping things quiet and looking out for Mecca’s chick. Where is she?”
“She’s in the den. She’s been tripping ever since she saw dude body on the lawn. She’s spazzing, yo.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Money said as he walked toward Sheed’s den. “I’ll take care of it.” He walked into the room and saw Leena sitting on the couch, her face in her hands. “You all right?”
His voice startled her, and she looked up in surprise. “Money? Where’s Mecca?” she asked, tears in her eyes. “He just left me here for dead. The least he could’ve done was come back for me.”
“Come on, Lee, let’s get out of here.” Money reached for her arm and pulled her from the couch.
Money helped Leena into his 2009 pearl white Cadillac STS before getting into the car himself and speeding away. Leena was quiet, and it wasn’t until they arrived at her luxury ocean view apartment that she did speak.
“There was blood everywhere,” Leena whispered. “You didn’t see it, Money. It was horrible.” She walked over to her window and looked out onto the ocean below her. “How can a city so beautiful harbor so many secrets?”
Money didn’t know how to respond, so he remained silent. He knew that she would be shook up after witnessing Mecca kill someone. It was natural.
“You know Mecca would never let anything happen to you, right?”
Leena laughed lightly and shook her head. “I don’t even want to think about him right now,” she stated, still upset with Mecca for leaving her at the murder scene.
Money walked toward her as she continued to stand in front of the window. He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear. “You know I would never let anything happen to you, ma.”
Money’s touch sent shivers down her spine, and she closed her eyes and reveled in the moment.
“I love you, Monroe,” she stated, guilt in her voice.
Leena had never meant to fall for both brothers, but over the years as she dated Mecca, she began to see that Monroe possessed everything he was lacking. Mecca had cheated on her, whereas Monroe was faithful, even though she wasn’t rightfully his. Mecca had a temper, whereas Monroe was calm and always in control. Mecca loved the limelight, whereas Monroe played the back. Mecca was a hothead, spur-of-the-moment type of man, whereas Monroe was strategic and calculating. They were completely opposite, but Leena loved them both. But Money was the one that she wanted to be with.
Leena turned around to face Money. “When are you going to tell Mecca about us?”
Money released her from his embrace and sat down on her oversized couch. “I don’t know,” he stated honestly.
“I can’t keep doing this, Money. The more I’m around Mecca, the more I see that he’s not the man for me. He isn’t even ready to stop fucking around on me. I want to be with you. We shouldn’t have to sneak around like this. Messing around with both of you has me feeling cheap and dirty. I’m not one of these little groupie chicks out here, Money. I feel like you want it to stay like this forever. What? You don’t love me? You don’t want to be with me? Is this thing we’re doing just a game to you?”
“You know I care for you, Lee.”
“But you don’t love me?” she questioned with a slight attitude, nodding her head up and down as if she was starting to see things clearly.
“Yes, I love you, but he’s my brother. He loves you too. You don’t see it, but I hear the way he talks about you, Leena. He may not be ready to commit to you, but he loves you. No matter how much I try to justify this, he met you first. And I’m fucking you behind his back. You don’t belong to me!” Monroe shouted vehemently as he stood and began to pace the room back and forth.
His words brought tears to Leena’s eyes. “Oh, so is that all I am to you-a good fuck? A piece of property? Just to let you know, Money, I don’t belong to anybody. I’m a grown-ass woman that deserves to be happy, and I’m not happy with Mecca.” She shook her head at him in disgust. “I can’t fuckin’ believe you! Is that really all I am to you? Another bitch you fucking?”
“No!” Money yelled in frustration. He caught the volume of his voice and toned it down before he continued, “I love you, Leena. Don’t act like you don’t know, ma,” he said as he wiped a tear from her face.
His lips touched hers gently, and the soft texture of her full mouth instantly aroused him. Monroe’s hands moved with the experience of a Casanova as he slid her shirt smoothly over her head, revealing a purple satin bra. His kisses went from her lips, to her neck. He traced her collarbone with his tongue and moved south until his mouth met her large brown nipples. They were sensitive to the warm sensation of his tongue, and the more he licked and tugged at them with his lips, the harder they became.
“Hmm,” she moaned as she inhaled deeply. Her fingers began to unbutton Money’s designer shirt, and she ran her hands across his broad, well-defined chest.
Money paid attention to every single erotic spot on her body. He was in no rush to get between her legs. He knew that foreplay was the key to a woman’s sexuality, and the more he explored Leena’s body, the wetter she became. No spot on her body went untouched. He caressed, and his mouth became intimate with, some of her most delicate places.
He picked her up, scooping her into his arms and carried her into the lavish bathroom. He sat down on the edge of the large Jacuzzi-style bathtub while she sat in his lap. Their lips seemed to be glued together as Money reached for the brass knobs that turned on the water. He finished undressing Leena and then placed her inside of the water. She looked up at him seductively as she watched him remove the rest of his clothes.
His dick grew another two inches when he saw her fingers slip into her womanhood as her thumb massaged her clitoris. Joining her in the steaming water, he took her foot into his hands and rubbed them softly. A low moan escaped her lips as he kneaded her calf tenderly. Money kissed the bottom of her foot and then sucked on her big toe. The sensation that shot up her back caused her to cum instantly.
A sexy smirk crossed Monroe’s face when he felt her body shudder. His hands moved up her leg, and he parted her thighs as he slid in between them, Leena reaching down and massaging his length.
He stood from the water, bubbles now dripping from his six pack. His eight inches were average, but the thickness of it was astounding. Leena’s eyes beamed in anticipation because she knew that he would stretch her pussy walls to their limit, as he had done so many times before. Precum began to ooze out of the tip, and it looked too tempting not to taste, so she got on her knees and took him into her mouth.