Page 46 of Not My Type (Not My Type #1)

“Oh them still outside a cook... soup ready though,” he says.

“Alright,” I walk back out.

“Weh yah go?” he asks.

“Mi a go look fi Nickoi,” I close the door behind me and run into Uncle Rohan on my way out.

“Wah you a do now Zara?” Uncle Rohan asks. He’s carrying food boxes and I take up a few, helping him.

“Will be teaching soon... the teaching practicum soon done,” I tell him.

“Eeeh! Bwoy yuh mek mi proud... when is the graduation?” he puts down the boxes and takes out his wallet.

“Work kind a slow but this a yours... buy a drinks or sup’m,” he gives me $5000.

I smile. “Thank you... and I’m not exactly sure when but I’ll let you know,” I tell him and he nods.

“Arite Arite,” he smiles and walks away.

I always respect uncle Rohan because he’s so different. He’s Gavin and Sash’s dad and Mama’s only son, also mommy’s only brother. Zara? We get itttttttttttttt!

I walk outside vibing to the old school music playing, when someone walks over to me. “See you and couldn’t believe a you mi a see.”

“Timoy come out a mi face,” I say dryly.

We grew up together here and started dating last summer when we met up in town. Only for a week or so because he was a joke. Bigger joke than Malik. Neva mek no sense.

“Mi miss yuh enuh,” and never once call me. Yeah right.

“Cause you see me doing better?” I ask pointedly. He’s silent. I get up and walk away. “Thought so.”

“Wait nuh,” he calls and I drown him out.

I hiss. Him just grieve mi spirit.

When I get to the front, I spot Eva talking with Nickoi and my anger flares.

No no no. I had this with her before. When I was just dating Timoy, I searched his phone and saw her messages with him.

The gyal go look him. Timoy never really mean nothing to me anyways, but Nickoi? Yup. I don’t play about this one!

“Nickoi,” I say from behind, snaking my arms around his torso.

“What flavor that one be?” she asks with her eyes on his vape.

I’m sure she doesn’t actually care about the flavor of the vape. Sneaky lil bitch! She probably just heard he’s my boyfriend and wants to snatch yet another one from me. This is hilarious.

“It yellow so a pineapple,” I answer with an attitude.

“A yuh boyfriend?”

“Mhmm,” I turn to face Nickoi, blocking her from him, my arms still around him.

“Mi a go inside,” I say, and he follows me to the veranda before we go our separate ways. I sink into the sofa in the living room while he joins Dino. A few minutes later, he hands me a plate of food—rice and peas with fried chicken and vegetables.

“Thanks babe,” I smile and he looks back at Dino who is talking to him.

“Bredda a it every man a buy now enuh,” Dino shows him something on his phone. I find myself staring at Nickoi then I start eating.

This taste so good. Jesus a muss Ms. Hanett cook.

“Eh bad fi true,” Gavin joins me, clapping his mouth.

“Disgusting like,” I roll my eyes and he laughs before he gets serious.

He drinks his water. “Mi did miss you enuh gyal.” He says, catching me off guard. He did?

I laugh. “Really?”

“Yes mi a seh why mi seh all a that to you... girl mi sorry bout it. Mi just never wah yuh get hurt and mi did feel like him did wah use yuh,” he explains.

“Aww,” I put my food to the side and rock him side to side in a hug.

I look up and my eyes meets Nickoi’s lustful stare. Instantly, my cheeks rises due to my radiant smile.

Mhmm. I pull away and Gavin looks back to see what I was looking at before he looks back at me. “Bwoy unuh need a room.” I pick up my food with a sheepish smile.

“Um... ” I blush and he bursts out in laughter.

“The tension between unuh... nosah,” he says.

“Shut up nuh,” I laugh.

Nickoi comes over to us making my heart rate speed up. Jesus. I squeeze my legs together. “If yuh wah she live yuh nuh just creep up pon har so cas she look like she out fi have a heart failure,” Gavin chuckles.

Gavin is only making me feel worst.

Nickoi smiles. “Mi wah borrow her for a while.”

Borrow me?

Gavin holds up his hands. “Hey, take her for as long as you want, just carry har back when the family game them start.”

I roll my eyes playfully and follow Nickoi.

Weh wi a go? He opens the bathroom door and walks in.

You would think he lives here. I close the door softly, resting my back on the door with a nervous smile.

This feels like one of those situations where you know what to expect but can’t help feeling nervous.

The last time was so good and intense. But the pain was there a lot too, his monstrous length made me shed a few tears.

Now here we are again. Am I excited? Yes. Am I scared? A little, but let’s see.

“What’s this about?” I ask pretending to be unaware though it’s clear as day the timing he’s on.

He gives me a look. “I think you know,” he says and my face flushes.

Yuh been a look at him.

With his eyes still set on me, he pulls his buckle, eyes darkening by the seconds “Come yer,” Nickoi demands in a tone that leaves no space for discussion.

Slowly, I move toward him, my core pulsing in rhythm with the insistent beat of a Congo drum. Nickoi’s shorts slip down slightly, revealing the waistband of his Polo underwear. Then, with one swift motion, he pulls them down, exposing his colossal size.

“Jesus,” I breathe.

“Jesus?” he repeats, voice deeper than ever with his eyes cold and emotionless.

I hold the string in his sweater and gently pull it and he moves closer to me. I stare in his eyes and he smirks. I smile nervously looking down at his growing erection.

Just the sight of it makes my breath hitch. He removes my hoodie just before lifting me on top of the vanity.

“When we start take time with me,” I warn with a mischievous grin planted on my lips.

His eyes are ravenous. For pleasure. For me. As soon as he moves back he eagerly hooks his finger into my leggings waist. As he pulls it down, I wiggle to make it easier for him. He cups my breast, caressing them in a way that turns me on even more. Ugh!

“See why it nuh mek sense you hide them?” he asks.

He’s now close to my neck and I breathe.

Just a touch from his fingers and my whole body shivers.

The effect he has on me is beyond the bounds of cognition.

His fingers graze my skin as he unclips my bra.

A smile plays on his lips. I feel his tip rubbing against my wet entrance tantalizingly.

Yuh already a anticipate the pain and the pleasure.

His big hands grab my throat, forcing me to look up at him before he kisses me with so much need and hunger. I tug at his hair and use my free hand to caress his face.

He pulls away. “You taking your pills?”

“Yes I am,” I answer then his full length slams in me without warning.

“Aaaah,” I gape as the pleasurable pain shoots through my entire body.

This boy is a gyalist and you deh here a go raw with him. You like risk?

I ignore that thought. Of course you would, this is how you act when it’s about sex. Senseless. He moves his hands from my breast, down to my ass and grabs it, still pounding in me like he’s mad at me. I close my eyes, gasping and moaning at each and every thrust.

“Nickoi,” I gasp, he’s so deep inside of me making it so hard to think. So hard to breathe.

I cover my mouth, holding back my screams as he pounds in me, sliding in and out of me mercilessly. “Ahhh,” I whimper. “Ahhh.” I get louder.

“Zara,” he says and I cover my mouth.

He rocks his hips, moving deeply and I bite my lip, enjoying the feeling.

I lean forward, hands around his neck as he slams in me.

My legs shaking and my breast bouncing due to his deep and fast strokes.

I moan softly. He slows down, picks up his pace then he stops and rubs my heat before he slams in me again.

“Shiit Nickoi, ahhh,” my mouth makes the perfect ‘O’ shape.

I grab onto his shirt, balling the material in my fist, then another deep thrust drives me to bury my face into his chest. It’s too muchhhh.

“Ow... ahhh,” I bite his shirt with tears rolling off my cheeks.

He slaps my ass. Hard. I curse a profanity and end up moaning. I bite my lip, looking down at his length wet from all my juices, moving in and out of me continuously.

“Nickoi,” I moan as he keeps thrusting himself into me so hard and fast. “It feels so good,” I tell him before I throw my head back. He picks up his pace and I sink my nails in his arms.

“Mhmm, harder Nickoi,” I moan, eyes locked on the ceiling. Words fail me—nothing could do this feeling justice. It’s just that great.

He curses and his hand that was on my ass slapping it occasionally moves to my throat, he pulls me to him aggressively.

Eyes filled with carnal desires. Then he attacks my lips as my breasts bounces against his hard chest with every thrust. Our kiss is steamy as he ravenously sucks on my lips like it’s his last time seeing me.

Last time feeling me and touching me. I hold his face, savoring his taste.

“Zara... ” he pants then his hand tightens around my throat as the other holds my hair aggressively. I smile seductively with my eyes fixed with his.

Nickoi is so rough. A little gentle when he wants to be but I like it. I gape, enjoying the feeling with my eyes closed, then, I hear something that causes me to flutter my eyes open.

Heartbeat racing.

“Nickoi stop,” I moan and he pulls away. We are both breathing heavily.

He looks at me confused. “What?” he asks. I think I hear her but it can’t be.

“I-I think I hear mommy but that’s not possible right?” I ask him and he shrugs.

“Mi nuh know... maybe not cause she would tell you,” he says. I close my eyes, trying to calm myself.

“You good?” he asks and I nod.

“I-I am okay,” I say opening my eyes.

He moves away fixing his clothes while I do the same. I look at myself in the mirror and my hair is a mess.

“Shit!” I gasp.

“Stop overthinking just fix your hair,” he says in a solemn tone.

Why is he so serious? My eyes finds my hair again and the condition of it makes me uneasy.

“I don’t have a comb!” I whisper yell. He sighs.

With a fork gesture, I run my hand through my hair, smoothing the parts that are sticking up then I turn to him.

He’s fixing his GG belt with emotionless eyes set on the mirror.

He looks so serious... seriously handsome. I can’t help myself.

“Looks better?” my voice comes out soft. He looks at me with his dark brown eyes focused on my hair.

He nods. “Mhmmm a little,” he jokes and I smack him.

This is all so funny to him. All of a sudden huh? “You did this,” I complain, rubbing my hair.

He laughs. “It good now.”

I smile. “Good.”

He pulls the door. “Come on,” I shake my head no.

“You go out first I’ll come out after,” I say and he looks at me with a straight face.

“Come out and nuh bother with the foolishness ... wah yah hide?” he asks.

I look at him with pleading eyes. “Please... it’s awkward,” I say, looking at him. He glares at me. “It’s awkward,” I repeat.

“Nobody d’evu a look over here,” he says, sounding annoyed and I walk out. I realize that the house is even more packed. Nobody nuh member COVID and nobody nah watch the bathroom fi real. Nobody nah pay wi no mind. Thank God.

“Gavin?” I call and he looks away from his phone. He gives me a knowing look.

Ugh! Except Gavin.

“Dino nyam yuh food... him seh yuh play with food too much,” Gavin tells me and I laugh.

“Him love fi thief people foo-” I’m interrupted.

“A mi pitney that?” I hear my mother’s voice. I gasp and snap around. My smile grows. Whatttt!?

“Yessss!” I squeal and dash into her arms.

She tries to lift me but her eyes widen at my weight, sending us both tumbling to the floor. Laughter erupts around us. Nickoi is already inching away. Everyone rushes to help, but quickly realizes we’re just rolling around, giggling like kids.

“Mommy!!!! Mi miss you enuh!” We hug each other tight, lost in our own little world.

“How the hell yuh get so fat gyal?!” she slaps my ass. “Watch thick! How yuh batty fi bigger than fimme?!”

“I love you so much baby! I knew you missed me and that’s why I surprised you. Mi know you did think a just the barrel me a send but how mi fi deh a foreign when mi only Pitney a go graduate and your birthday a end a month! Zara talk to me nuh man!” My mother rocks me and I cry.

“I love you so much!” I smile, wiping my tears. I’m so happy!

“Awww this nice eeeh?” Aunt Olive says. From mi come mi nuh see her.

“A this family reunion bout!” Aunt Lucy claps.

She finally pulls away. “Nickoi mi hope a nuh you responsible fi the whole heap a weight Zara a put on enuh... a wah mawga Pitney mi lef down here enuh,” mommy jokes and my face flushes.

The others laugh. Nickoi smiles at my mom.

“No sah she just a eat too much,” he chuckles before he discreetly bites his lips looking at me. Whew. He looks back at mommy with a smile.

“Okay... I’m Michelle and I’m so glad we can finally meet in person. Welcome to the family Nickoi,” she says to Nickoi and I smile.

“Respect mon,” he smirks.

Awww. My smile stretching from ear to ear. Feeling ecstatic.

The family applauds.

“Yes cheers to true love!” Gavin grins pushing up a water bottle in the air and everyone laughs, including Nickoi .