My Brother's Wife 2: What The Heart Wants

by Mona

  “What’s up?” Andre leaned against the wall, which was next to the glass door.

  “Hey,” Arianna stood up and made her way towards the door. She figured she would give him some space since they barely said two words to each other in the past month. After Malachi made that disrespectful statement to him in reference to her at Lorette’s birthday dinner, an all-out altercation broke out between them, leaving the two men once again at odds, and it left her and Andre barely speaking. Although they were still under the same roof, with Andre staying at the penthouse in New York City, they were like two strangers.

  “Where you going?” Andre asked her as she approached him. As she was now face to face with him, she noticed he held a glass of what she assumed was Hennessey. The fact that he had been drinking a little bit more than usual lately hadn’t gone unnoticed, but since his behavior never grew irate, she remained silent.

  “I’m going in the house to take a shower and get dress. Plus, I figure you would want some space.” As she attempted to push the glass door open he moved towards her with ease, blocking her path. As he sipped on his drink, his eyes were full of lust as they slowly roamed her body. He licked his lips as he admired the nude color bikini set she wore. His eyes traveled from her breast, which appeared fuller than usual, to her toned abs, to the thickness of her thighs. Taking another sip of his drink, he was unable to resist as he reached over and traced his finger around the lining of her belly button. Arianna was unsure of his mindset since he hadn’t touched her in weeks; however, she immediately shivered at his touch. Her breathing became slightly irregular as he continuously traced his finger across her stomach. Her caramel complexion glistened under perspiration as more steam filled the room.

  Removing his hand off her skin, he sipped more of his drink as he stared at her though drunken eyes. He loved and missed the hell out of her, and had wanted to tell and show her in the worst way, but his ego was a mothafucka. He just wasn’t able to get the image of her and Malachi out of his head. Every time he closed his eyes that dreadful image haunted him like a bad nightmare.

  “I, uuhmm… I’m going upstairs now,” she said in a low tone. As she tried to make her way around him, he grabbed her by the arm and slowly backed her up against the wall. He then took another sip of his drink and cocked his head to the side as he stared her. “You’re drunk, Dre,” she said in the same low tone.

  “First of all, I’m not drunk,” he said calmly. “Do you want to know what the fuck I’ve been going through? Do you?” Andre whispered to her. As she nodded her head, he took another sip of his drink. “I’ve been stressing like a mothafucka. I feel like I lost my best friend and shit.”

  “You and Mal will get through this. You two just—” Arianna was cut off by Andre.

  “Uuugh! Don’t fucking mention that nigga’s name to me!” Andre stared in her eyes. “Besides, I wasn’t talking about him,” he continued. “I’m talking about you,” he admitted as he pointed his finger at her.

  “Me?” Arianna questioned with a confused look on her face.

  “Yeah you. I fucking love you, but I feel like I lost you,” Andre confessed.

  “You think of me as your best friend?” Arianna asked him surprisingly.

  “Yes. and that shit is killing the hell out of me,” Andre continued with his confession. Arianna was shocked he was being so candid with his feelings, after weeks of pushing her away.

  “You haven’t lost me, babe. I’m right here,” Arianna whispered to him as she gently held his face. “You hear me?” she asked him once more as Andre simply just stared at her. “I’m right here,” she whispered again as she reached up and slowly kissed his lips.

  Andre pulled back from the kiss and reached down and whispered in her ear. “You fucked up, Ri. You gave that nigga my pussy.”

  Arianna was turned on to the fullest by the sincerity of his words, the sound of his voice and the warmness of the Hennessey on his breath. Arianna reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “I’m sorry, babe. I Love you and I’m so sorry,” she whispered.

  “Did you suck him off too?” Andre asked.

  Arianna shook her head as she couldn’t help but laugh. Typical male she thought to herself.

  “Oh, so you think I’m funny? You think this is a game?” Andre asked with a scowl on his face.

  “No, babe. I didn’t mean to laugh at you. I was just wondering if that’s one of the things you’ve been stressing about?”

  “Ri, stop playing with me and answer the question, and like I told you plenty of times before, be all the way honest with me. And don’t think I didn’t noticed that you never answered that question when I asked you the same shit at the hospital,” Andre demanded.

  “No, I did not, babe,” she replied as she looked him directly in the eyes.

  Taking another sip of his drink, he searched her eyes for any signs of dishonesty. As her arms remained wrapped around his neck, she reached up and kissed his lips once more. She slowly pulled away from the kiss once she noticed he made no attempt to kiss her in return.

  “I’m so sorry that it happened babe. I’m truly sorry.”

  “How sorry are you?” he asked her.

  Removing her arms from around his neck, she seductively licked her lips as she reached down and slowly untied the two side strings to her bikini underwear. Andre lustfully watched as her panties fell to the floor.

  “She misses you, babe,” Arianna whispered as she grabbed his free hand and placed it on her moist, throbbing love box. “See babe, she gets wet for you and from now on it will only be for you.”

  “It better be, Ri. I swear, next time I will kill you and that nigga,” Andre whispered in her ear as he inserted his index finger into her opening and started working her wetness. Arianna arched her back, cocked her head and moaned as she opened her legs wider, giving him better access.

  Andre was unable to deny how much he missed her. As hard as he tried to be and pretend he wasn’t hurting, there were no denying that he loved the hell out of her and that he was willing to work on their marriage just as long she was one hundred percent committed to it. Although they still had quite a few things to discuss in order to get their marriage back on track, the only talking he was in the mood for in that moment didn’t have shit to do with words.

  “Stop drinking that, Dre,” Arianna ordered as she watched him raised the glass to his lips for the twentieth time. He ignored her, he was in the zone as he continued finger fucking her with one hand while holding his glass in his other hand. He could’ve of cared less what she was saying in that moment. As he pushed his finger deep inside of her now flowing kitty, he sipped his drink once more, causing Arianna to remove the glass from his hand. As he bent down and lowered his head to her right breast, he reached up and untied the string from around her neck and her bikini top fell down. He then placed her aching nipple in his mouth, which was still full of Hennessey. The warmness from the drink felt enticing as Arianna yelled out in pleasure.

  “Oooh, God Dre!” As he licked and sucked with no mercy, he reached over to her left breast and used his index finger along with his thumb to play and toy with her nipple. “Arrrrrrgh,” she groaned as she felt her juices flow. He then scooped her up with ease and wrapped her legs around his waist. Roughly pressing her against the steam room wall, he used his hand right to grab her long pony tail and cock her head back as he reached over and whispered in her ears.

  “ I’m about to punish the hell out this pussy, don’t you ever again think about giving my shit away, do you fucking hear me?” He asked her as he pulled a little harder on her pony tail. “You hear me, Ri,”

  “Oh, damn, baby, yes! I hear you!” She screamed. He then pulled his sweatpants down with his other hand and roughly entered his rock hard penis in her soaking wet kitty.

  “She gets wet for me and only me, you hear me, Ri,” he told Arianna as he pounded into her with no mercy. “I can’t hear you, Ri,” he said to her.

  “Aaaaaaaah,
dammitt! Yes, Dre, baby, I hear you! Oh yes! I hear you! And I’m fucking coming!” She screamed as she felt her eyes were going to roll to the back of her head.

  “That’s right… cum all on this dick and this dick only,” he whispered in her ears as he released inside of her.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Aeikan Sports & Marketing Parking Lot

  “Dammit! Malachi! Leave me alone! Just please leave me alone!” Arianna yelled as she pointed her car alarm towards her Infiniti SUV. She was damn near out of breath as she frantically made her way across the parking lot garage towards her car. Malachi was hot on her trail. He understood why she was upset at him after the disrespectful statement he made at her mom’s birthday dinner a few weeks ago, but he just needed to see her. She just didn’t understand what he was going through or how hard he tried to forget about her, how hard he tried to view her as simply his sister in law. No, she didn’t come close to comprehending the twenty years of love he still felt for her, the burning desire or the overwhelming lust he had for her.

  Watching her as he ran after her, he couldn’t help but think how she looked beyond sexy in a white, tight fitting, pencil skirt, sky blue, button down, sheer blouse with a blue lace bra underneath. Licking his lips, he finally reached her just as she opened the door to her vehicle. Her back was facing him as he wrapped his strong muscular arms around her small waist and pressed his body against her hers. Although she ran away from him with the refusal to speak with him, her body momentarily betrayed her when she felt his tender touch. No words were spoken as he buried his face against her neck and started kissing on it. Oh hell, no words were needed as he removed his arms from around her waist and moved his hands to her breast. Arianna cocked her head back against his chest as he used both thumbs to circle and play with her nipples. As Arianna was on the verge of enjoying the feeling, thoughts of Andre suddenly consumed her as his words invaded her head.

  “It better be, Ri. I swear, next time I will kill you and that nigga. Don’t you ever again even think about giving my shit away. She gets wet for me, and only me.”

  Feelings of guilt and panic immediately consumed her as she quickly moved Malachi’s hands from her breast and turned her body around where she was now face to face with him.

  “Stop, Mal,” she said sternly.

  Malachi sighed as he reached over and gently caressed the side of her face. “You still upset, huh?”

  “Yes, but it’s not just that. It’s a number of things. But the main reason of them all is…” Arianna began to confess but she hesitated.

  Malachi continued caressing her face as he stared in her eyes. “ Is… is what?” He asked her.

  Clearing her throat, she stared directly into his eyes as she gave him the answer she knew he didn’t want to hear. “Is that I choose, Dre,” she confessed.

  Malachi continued staring at her as his eyes turned slightly dark. He quickly looked away so she wouldn’t sense his anger. Once he regained his composure, he looked in her eyes once again. “I still love you,” he whispered to her.

  “I don’t think you do, Mal. I really think what you feel for me is more of an infatuation. I think you’re holding onto the past because you loss twenty years of your life. I think when you look at me, you’re reminded of the life you lost, what could have been and the love you lost. All I am is a reminder. After the dinner I finally realized all of this has become not about me but more about you and Dre. I think it was always about you and Dre. The more I think about it, I think you envied him since before I came into the picture. You always felt some type of way towards him. I just became more like the plot that thickened. I also think you knew he liked me, but you came to me before he was able to. You sealed a fate that would have went differently had you let it happen naturally, but you manipulated the situation. Now, when you asked him to be with me, you were doing it based on emotions. You felt your life was over and you weren’t thinking straight. But what you actually did, was give him back what was rightfully his.”

  Although Malachi was angered by her words, he was also a bit impressed. Over and Over she proved why she was all he ever wanted. She had a very valid point, and yes, everything she said, she hit the nail on the coffin, however, Malachi would never admit it to her and he damn sure would never admit it to Andre. But hell yes, he overheard the conversation between Andre and Desmond that day on Andre’s front porch, right before Andre’s Thirteenth birthday. Damn right, he went after her upon hearing that conversation. As far as he was concerned, he did her a favor. Andre’s bad habit of having a wondering eye started since they hit puberty and Malachi figured that having Arianna become involved with Andre back then, she would’ve just experienced heartbreak earlier on, rather than later.

  “Believe what you want, Riri, but like I said, I love you. I loved you back then, I loved you for the past twenty years and I love you now. I love the woman you have become. Back then, you and I fit perfectly. We were both geniuses. No other girl in all of Elizabeth and Elizabeth High School, was able to fuck with me intellectually except for you. I was mature enough back then to realize what kind of girl you were and everything you had to offer. I liked you and I knew we were good together. If I had never went away, I truly believed it would’ve been you and me,” Malachi said to her with passion laced in his voice. He then grabbed her hand and placed it up to his chest where his heart was. “You feel this, Riri?” Malachi asked her as he stared in her eyes. “This shit beats for you. After twenty fucking years, it still beats for you. I just want you to know that. I also want you to know how I sorry I am for what I said at the dinner. I didn’t mean to disrespect you. Learning those secrets got the best of me. I’m dealing with a lot right now and I’m trying to conquer my demons the best way I can. But if you say you choose Dre, then I will respect that. But I really need you, baby. I feel as if I can’t heal without you,” he confessed to her once more as he slowly bent down and gently kissed her lips.

  Arianna pulled back from the kiss. Turning away from him, she climbed into her car and closed the door, however, instead of placing her key in the ignition right away, she rolled down her car window. Closing her eyes for a moment she once again felt torn, except this was a different kind of torn.

  After the talk she and Andre had, followed by some steamy make-up love sessions, she was without a doubt sure that Andre was the man she wanted. Any confusion she was feeling became non-existent once he poured his heart out to her. In addition to his heartfelt words, his eyes gave her the answer she needed to make her final decision. As cliché it may be, in his eyes she saw that forever kind of love that every woman longed for. Andre represented everything good that ever happened in her life as opposed to Malachi. That faithful day she moved into Grover Manor projects at the age of ten years old, upon meeting Candace, Andre and Malachi, she recalled being approached by Andre first. Prior to having her innocence tampered with by her cousin Frantz, Andre was the first boy she ever crushed on. He was the first boy she ever liked as quiet as it was kept, except for Candace. Candace was the only one who knew how she felt. She and Candace shared everything, even secrets. When Malachi went off to prison and he pushed her away, Andre was there. Days when she was recovering from committing suicide and dealing with Malachi dismissing her, Andre was there to make her laugh. He was the reason she attended her prom and had the time of her life. He was there for high school graduation and they graduated together. He was there for her college graduation. He was even the one who encouraged her to finish her masters when there were times when she opted to quit. He gave her a life where she lived like a queen, he gave her Andre Junior who was the best thing that ever happened to her and some might find it quite strange, but even his past infidelity was somewhat a positive experience. It showed her that she still possessed an enormous amount of strength despite the negative events from her past. She realized she still valued herself and she knew her worth, and despite her insecurities, she refused to let anyone step over her.

  So, once again, Andre repr
esented the good events where Malachi was a reminder of the negative. Yes, Malachi saved her life and killed for her, such gesture and sacrifice were constant reminders of her past. Not to mention, reasons for the overwhelming guilt she felt. He gave up his life for her. He lost twenty years of his life for her. Although old feelings for him resurfaced, any desire to possibly be with him stemmed from feelings of obligation. In addition, Malachi wasn’t the same Malachi she knew as a teenager. He was not the boy she fell in love with. His eyes told many stories, and they were all foreign to her. She was very much physically attracted to him and sexually curious about him and she had many what-ifs, but at the end of the day, lust, old feelings and curiosity were nothing to what she had with Andre. Only a fool of a woman would give up what she had with Andre to explore an unsure thing with Malachi. So yes, her heart chose Andre, but to turn her back on Malachi, a man who lost so much based on her, when he clearly needed her, was hard to do.

  “Mal, I love Dre and I choose him. That’s who my heart wants and that’s who my heart belongs to, but I’m willing to be there for you to help you heal, but strictly as friends.”

  Malachi smiled. Although she didn’t tell him exactly what he wanted to hear, the fact she didn’t ignore his request of needing her showed him that she still loved him as well and in his delusional mindset, that gave him hope.

  “But, Mal. Dre cannot know that we still communicate. He was really trying to be the bigger person and move past what happened between you and I. He was even still willing to keep you aboard on Aeikan Sports and Marketing, but after what happened at the dinner, all those things are out of the window, at least for now. Right now he doesn’t even want to hear your name. So nothing good will come out of him knowing you and I are still in contact. I’ll help you any way you need me and I’ll be there for you to help you heal, but it has to be done on my terms. I repeat, Dre cannot know about this. Okay?” Arianna stressed to Malachi.