The following is an excerpt from the second book in my series, "SistaGirlz Book #2 ~ ILLUSIONS: Layla's Story":
Exhausted from my weekly game of basketball with the boys, I came home, took a shower and crashed on my bed. I was too tired to get dressed, turn on the lights or flip through the hundreds of digital cable TV channels so I let exhaustion take over and put me to sleep. Just as I was drifting off to la-la land, the phone rang. For a split second, I contemplated picking up the phone in case it was my mom calling about Kya. My parents agreed to keep Kya for the week so that Layla and I could have some “alone time”. Before I could make up my mind, the answering machine caught the call. Layla’s sweet voice flowed from the speakers.
Hey, Baby. It’s me. I hope you’re there because I’m on my way home. You must be tired ‘cuz you’ve been running through my mind all day! I know, I know. That was hella corny but I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry I missed your game but get some rest ‘cuz I’m about to come home and wear you out! Love you!
“Too bad I already took a shower. But then again, if she’s gonna wear me out, we can take a nice long bath together when we’re done,” I said, smiling to myself. Once again, I drifted off to sleep.
Between wedding planning, house hunting and adoption procedures, Layla and I were burning the candle at both ends. As she planned the ceremony, I was trying to get everything finalized for her to adopt Kya. We took our brief moments of togetherness rather seriously since they were few and far between.
I was awakened by a kiss. I cracked one eye open to find that it was pitch black in the bedroom. Layla had come in and slipped into the room while I was knocked out.
“Hey, baby,” I said groggily. “I took a nap so that I could be rested for you. So you think you can wear me out, huh?”
“Mm-hmm…” she purred.
I was already naked so all Layla had to do was get undressed, which she did in seconds. I watched her silhouette glide over to me. As smooth as a cat, she climbed on top of me. I was rock hard and ready for action. Slowly, she kissed me from head to head, stopping here and there to nibble on my nipples and belly button. Once she reached the tip of my penis, she lightly licked it before she just took the whole thing in her mouth. I let out a gasp because she’d never given me a blowjob before and it felt so good! “Yeah, baby! Oooo, don’t stop… Don’t stop!!!”
When I couldn’t take anymore, I reached for her and eased her down onto me. She was so wet that I just slid right in. She rode me like there was no tomorrow. As she moaned, I moaned. The longer she rode, the louder we got. I was just about to come when I heard the door slam shut. Suddenly, the lights were on. I sat straight up in my bed. At my door was Layla!
“What the fuck?!?” I looked at the woman sitting on top of me. “What the… Who the… What the hell is going on?!?”
“That’s what I’d like to know!” exclaimed Layla.
I looked from Layla to the woman on top of me. Her face was the mirror image of my fiancée. “Kayla?”
“Baby,” she said with a smug smile. “You knew it was me.”
I pushed Kayla off me and leapt out of the bed. When I realized that I was standing there butt naked, I snatched the sheet from my bed, leaving Kayla in the cold. As I walked toward Layla, she walked backwards away from me. “Baby, I thought it was you. You called and said you were on your way home and I fell asleep. When I heard the door close, I just assumed it was you. You, I mean she started kissing me and blowing me and riding me and I thought it was you!”
“You couldn’t tell the difference?!?” Layla screamed.
“It was dark the whole time! I just assumed it was you!” I exclaimed.
Kayla slid off the bed and walked over to me. She tried to reach for me, but I snatched my arm away.
“And now that the lights are on, you couldn’t see the difference?” Layla asked as she waved her hand at Kayla and herself. “You sure took your time getting her off your dick when I came in!”
“It took me a moment to realize it was you at the door and not on top of me,” I explained. “You two are identical!”
“No, we’re not!” Layla screamed at me before glaring at her sister. “How could you do this to me again, Kayla?!?” she screamed before she ran out of the room. I started to go after her but Kayla blocked the doorway with her naked body. Years of dancing gave Kayla a well-toned body, but it didn’t change the fact that I was in love with her sister.
“Let her go, baby. You don’t want her anyway. You just proved that by making love to me.”
Stepping to Kayla, I said, “I didn’t know it was you. I thought you were Layla. I thought I was making love to Layla!”
“That doesn’t matter now, baby. I forgive you,” said Kayla as she put her hands on my chest and tried to push me back to the bed. “Now let’s go back to bed and pick up where we left off before we were so rudely interrupted.”
“Hell NO!” I said as I pushed Kayla away from me. “Get out, Kayla! Get the fuck out of my house!”
“OK, OK,” said Kayla as she started to get dressed. “You’re just tired. I’ll let you get some rest and you can call me later, OK, baby?”
Picking up her clothes and throwing them at her, I screamed, “I’m not calling you, Kayla! I don’t even want to fucking see you again! GET OUT!!!” I started to grab her and physically throw her out, but she looked so much like Layla that I couldn’t do it. Instead, I reached for my phone and dialed Layla’s cell phone number. When I got her voicemail, I left a message for her to call me.
Kayla slowly finished dressing herself and walked toward the door. “Now I see why my sister wanted to marry you. Your dick is the…”
“SHUT THE HELL UP AND GET THE FUCK OUT!!!” I yelled.
“Fine,” said Kayla calmly. “But this isn’t over, baby. I’ll be back.”
I walked behind Kayla to make sure she got out of my house without leaving anything behind. Before she could say another word, I slammed the door behind her. Holding my head in my hands, I said, “Oh, God. How did this happen?!?”
Instead of waiting for Layla to call me back, I decided to try to find her. “I just hope she lets me explain what happened,” I said as I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.
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SistaGirlz Book #2 ILLUSIONS: LAYLA'S STORY
In the second installment of my SistaGirlz series, we pick up where LIVIN' JUST ENOUGH leaves off as we meet a new SistaGirl, Layla Michaels. Beautiful and ambitious, Layla wasn't searching for love when Nicolas Hayes came to her rescue. Good Samaritan or not, Layla's twin sister Kayla doesn't think Nicolas (or ANY man for that matter) is good enough for her twin and she sets out to prove she's right. Will Layla and Nicolas' love survive Kayla's attempts to break up the happy couple?
SistaGirlz Book 2
ILLUSIONS: LAYLA'S STORY
A sister's love knows no end. It's Blood vs. Love as Layla's budding romance is threatened by the return of her twin.
Starring: Layla Michaels, Nicolas Hayes, Kayla Michaels, Rachael Wallace, Meeka James, Alonzo Banks, Chico Banks
SistaGirlz: an Urban Fairy Tale book series contains strong language, graphic sexual content and is intended for MATURE READERS ONLY (ages 18 and older)
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