Bound by His Touch

by R. Michelle

Genres: African American Urban

Synopsis

Two brothers, with very different approaches to romance, reunite with their lost loves and find themselves pushed to confront longstanding secrets.

When it comes to love, De’Maceo “Maceo” Perkins has no clue what it is, having never felt it from anyone other than his brother. Love is a foreign concept until he meets Saiyah Brady. Saiyah is 17 years old, four years Maceo’s senior. Everything about her makes him love her, even when his heart is telling him no. But when an unfortunate line is crossed, Maceo makes one of the hardest decisions in his life.

De’Marrion “Mario” Perkins has always been open to love.  Erian loves Mario and would do anything for him. But when her insecurities start creeping into their relationship. Mario does everything to prove that he isn’t like that, but Erian can’t see past it. With the drama and trauma in their lives, taking place back-to-back, it causes a rift that doesn’t seem to be coming together anytime soon.

Years have passed since the two couples have seen each other, and everything that once was, isn’t anymore. With the couples reuniting, they realize that things aren’t the same.  While life for De’Maceo and De’Marrion has been good. The secret that they have been holding on to for the last six years could destroy their entire existence if anyone were to find out. Living a double life can be hectic, but they’ve maintained, with the women in their lives coming back. The two find themselves keeping more secrets until they can’t keep them anymore.

Release date: March 31, 2026

Publisher: Urban Books

Print pages: 288

Sample

“Bro, I swear to God, you can’t pull that,” my brother, Mario, said.

I looked at that nigga and laughed. I could get any female out here, and this nigga picks jailbait. I ain’t gon’ lie, li’l mama was thick in all the right places, and she had the cutest smile, but the fact remained: she was seventeen, and I was twenty-one. I liked my life too much to be in somebody’s jail for fucking with that young-ass girl.

“I’m not about to mess with that young-ass girl. You trying to get a nigga locked under the jail. Come on, nah. I’m not about to fuck with her.”

“Pussy,” he mumbled.

“Far from a pussy, but I’m not fucking with that young-ass girl. End of discussion.”

Mario kept talking shit until they crossed the street, and I got nervous as fuck. The other girl headed straight for Mario, while the girl he wanted me to holler at just stood there looking at the ground. I looked her over from head to toe. Li’l mama was thick as fuck in that short-ass dress she had on.

Ol’ girl that was talking to my brother asked, “Mario, you rude as fuck. Who is this?” She was talking to him, but she was looking at me.

“My fault. Maceo, this my girl, Erian. Erian, this my big brother, Maceo.”

“Hi, Maceo. This is my best friend, Saiyah.” Erian elbowed her, and she looked up at me and waved.

“Um, Erian. I need to change these clothes before my daddy see them. I don’t want to hear his mouth. I’m just going to go home.”

I looked up the block and seen three niggas coming our way. I didn’t have no heat on me, so I needed to get them outta here.

“Aye, Mario, it’s getting late, bro. You need to shake this really quick,” I said, nodding my head down the street. I guess they peeped, and Saiyah grabbed her friend. They started walking off for a safe distance.

“So, what’s all this I hear about y’all working my block?”

I looked up in this clown Wu’s face. “Yo’ block? Fuck nigga, you ain’t got no block. If it is yo’ block, where you been at? I’ve been on this same post for the last twelve hours. Where the fuck have you been? Gone move around, bro.” I waved my hand at that nigga. I wasn’t about to beef with that nigga. He was a pussy, and he knew it.

“It doesn’t matter where the fuck I was. Everybody know these my blocks.”

“Who the fuck is everybody, nigga? Ain’t nobody fucking out here, so I’m not about to sit up here and chit-chat with you, nigga. What’s up?” I had already sold all the shit that I had, and so had my brother.

That nigga started taking his shirt off, and I looked at him. Yeah, he was a clown. He walked over to me and was all in my face. I looked at that nigga and smirked.

I heard some noise to my left, and that’s when I saw Mario tussling with the other nigga. That bitch-ass nigga, Wu, took that as his chance to swing on me. I ducked and hit that nigga in his stomach, winding him. I heard screaming and turned around. The other nigga was behind me, about to sneak me with a knife. I punched that nigga in his face, and he fell to the ground, leaking. I saw a couple of more niggas coming up the block, and Mario had already knocked dude out.

Saiyah and Erian were running back to us.

“Get y’all stuff and come on, y’all can come to my house.” Saiyah grabbed my hand, and we all took off toward her house.

After running about three blocks, I saw the niggas wasn’t behind us, so we slowed down. She pulled us through an alley and up the gangway of her house. She told us to wait until she checked to see if her parents were home. We waited for about five minutes until she came out and told us to come in.

“My parents are going to be gone for the rest of the week. They’re at a conference for preachers in Puerto Rico.” She shrugged, and I nodded my head at her.

“Y’all can sit in the basement. It’s down those stairs and to the left. Erian know the way.”

Erian got up, and Mario followed her down the stairs. Saiyah was moving around the kitchen, and I watched her. Her hips were nice and wide, her long hair hung to the middle of her back, and her skin looked smooth. But them buns! Baby girl had some cheeks on her. Her booty jiggled in the pants every time she moved.

“Oh my God! You scared the fuck outta me. Why you ain’t go downstairs? I was getting us some snacks.”

“We need to get up outta here. Aye—”

“Why you in a rush to leave?”

“Baby girl, I’m twenty-one, you’re seventeen. Ain’t no way I’m supposed to be up in here with you. You jailbait.”

“I guess you’re right. Maybe you should leave. Erian, they have to go.”

I looked at her sideways because I ain’t understand where the attitude came from.

“Aye, Erian, hol’ up! Let me talk to yo’ girl real quick.” Getting up, I walked over to her. Looking down at her short ass, I laughed. She was a whole foot shorter than me.

“What’s up with the attitude, shorty?”

“I’m just saying. My age shouldn’t have anything to do with how a person feel about me. You’re twenty-one. Prolly barely twenty-one. I’ll be eighteen soon, but that’s beside the point. If I liked you, I would let you know. I’m not that much younger than you.” She wasn’t even looking me in my face. She was looking behind me.

Placing my hand under her chin, I pulled it up. “One, you looking behind me. I ain’t back there. Two, I hear what you saying, but what you feel and the law are two different things. Besides, how you know I’m feeling you?”

“I don’t, but I know I’m feeling you, though. This isn’t my first time seeing you.”

I thought about what she said. I didn’t remember seeing her at all.

“It was you and a couple of other guys. Y’all was on the corner, and one dude tried talking to me, but you stopped him. It was about two weeks ago.”

I knew what day she was talking about. I swore, if I ever caught shorty, it would be a smash-and-dash type of thing.

“Oh, shit. That was you? Li’l ma, you gotta add some more fabric to your shorts.”

“Those are Erian’s, and my clothes accidentally fell into bleach at her house, so I had to put them on.”

“Oh, damn! Well, I’m glad you made it home safely then, but I ain’t know you was that young. Mario can get away with it. He’s twenty, so they ain’t gon’ come for him like they would me.”

“Oh, ok. Well, y’all can leave if you want to.”

I’m not gon’ lie. I didn’t want to leave her now because I wanted to see if I could slide in real quick. I ain’t had no pussy in a minute. I knew shorty wasn’t no virgin, and she was most likely down for anything. It was always the shy, reserved girls who were hoes or had more bodies on them than a li’l bit, and her daddy was a preacher. Yeah, she was giving it up.

“I mean, we can chill up here if you want to. Unless you want to chill in your bedroom,” I told her, licking my lips. I promise y’all don’t know how hard I was trying to control myself. I lowkey wanted to bend shorty over, hit that shit from the back.

“Um, we can chill in my room.” She grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. We walked down a hall before we got to a door, and we walked up another set of stairs. Her bedroom was in the attic, but it was big as fuck and clean.

“Take yo’ shoes off.”

I slipped my shoes off and looked around. She had a king-sized bed, so I sat down on it. She went to close the lower door before coming up and changing clothes in her bathroom. Then she got on the bed with me. Instead of lying next to me, she sat in my lap.

“What’s up, shorty? Why you sitting on a nigga?”

“I don’t know, but I feel safe around you for some odd reason. I’m comfortable and don’t have to worry about the next nigga knowing our business, or my business for that matter. Plus, I think you’re cute and been wanting to kiss you for the longest.”

I ain’t expect her to say all that. Leaning forward, I placed my lips to hers and let it linger for a while before I pulled her bottom lip in between mine and slowly sucked on it. I felt her adjust in my lap, and I knew she felt me brick up. A moan escaped through her lips, and I said fuck it. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I slipped my tongue in between her lips and pulled her closer to me. Flipping us over, I aligned our bodies and pulled from the kiss.

Reaching my hand underneath her dress, I pulled her panties to the side and played with her pearl. I looked down at her. Her cheeks were bright red, and she was holding her breath.

“Breathe, ma. You good,” I stated. Moving a li’l lower, I slipped a finger inside her as I kissed all over her neck.

“Wait, Mace. I ain’t never did this before.”

Stopping, I looked at her. One, she called me Mace. Two, I know she wasn’t telling me she was virgin.

“Yo’ ass a virgin? How?” I snapped, pulling my finger out of her.

“What do you mean, how? Did you think because I was seventeen that I was busting it open for every nigga out here? I ain’t them bitches you be running through. The fuck!” she snapped as she pushed me away and got up off the bed, storming in the bathroom.

Looking at the nightstand, I saw the tissue and wiped my finger off before going to the bathroom and knocking on the door.

“Saiyah! Come out the bathroom, man.”

“Why? You can leave now,” she snapped.

This was why I didn’t want to deal with no young-ass girl.

“Get yo’ ass out the bathroom, man. I’m trying to talk to you.”

I heard the knob turn, then I stood back, and she stormed past me.

“What you want?”

“First off, lower your mothafucking tone. And I’m trying to see what’s up. Why you really bring a nigga up here?”

“I ain’t wanna be a virgin no more, and I refuse to lose it to one of them lame-ass niggas at school. Besides, Erian always talks about what Mario can do and how great he is, so I figured you’d be just as good.”

I chuckled because here I was trying to use her for some pussy, and she was trying to use me, too. If her pussy was pure, then that shit was going to be wet and tight, and it had been a minute since I slid up in some virgin pussy. I might just have to break her in.

“Mannn! Are yo’ parents really gone for the rest of the week? I saw pictures as we were coming up the stairs that you got two younger siblings. Where they at?”

“They’re probably with them. They always leave me here alone.”

“A’ight, I’ll make you a deal. Let’s get to know each other first because I don’t want you to regret this shit. I want you to get to know me so you will feel more comfortable with just having sex with me.”

She nodded her head. “Well, they won’t be back anytime soon being that they just left this morning. But I do have one request.”

“What’s up? I asked as I sat on the bed.

“I want you to teach me everything without missing anything. I want to make the most of this experience. You’re a little older and patient, so I want the whole sexual experience.”

My dick bricked up. “It’s going to take more than one night to teach you all of that.”

“Well, we better to get to knowing each other then,” she said, sitting on the bed next to me and handing me the remote.

“Fuck!” I yelled out as Erian slid up and down my pole.

“Nah, you talked all that shit, Mario,” Erian said to me as she rode my dick in a split.

I wasn’t even paying her ass no mind. I was concentrating on not cumming. She had caught me in a weak moment, and I forgot to put a condom on.

“Erian, slow down,” I gritted out, but she wasn’t paying me no mind. Placing my hands under her legs, I bounced Erian up and down.

Her head fell back in pure ecstasy. “Mario! I’m about to cum,” she yelled out.

“Fuck! Me, too!” I growled out as she came all over my dick. Seeing her cum leak down my pole caused him to release my own, right into her.

“Fuck, man! I knew I should’ve stopped yo’ ass.”

“Shut up! I’m on the pill anyway.”

I mugged the fuck outta her. “Then why the fuck am I using condoms then?”

She looked at me like I was crazy. “Because, nigga, I’m not trying to be that one percent that comes up pregnant. Today was a one-time thing.”

“The fuck if it is. I’m going raw dog in my pussy every chance I get.”

She rolled her eyes, but I didn’t give a fuck. My pussy, my rules.

“But what yo’ girl on with my brother, though? You know he see her ass as jailbait.”

“I don’t know, but when I went up there to check, she had locked and closed her room door, so who knows what they are into. Yah, a virgin, though.”

“What the fuck? My brother doesn’t need those kinds of problems.”

“Chill out, bae. I’m sure she told him. Saiyah ain’t all as shy as she makes herself out to be. Trust and believe that. If she wants Maceo, she’s going to tell him what’s up.”

“A’ight. If yo’ girl get on some fatal attraction shit, I ain’t got no problem with killing her over my brother.”

She giggled and went into the bathroom.

De’Maceo, or Maceo as I call him, is my big brother. Same mother, same father. He was all I had in this fucked up world, and I refused to let anything happen to him. My mother was a fucking coke head, and I didn’t even know my pops. The only reason that I knew my brother and I had the same pops was because my mama used to tell us that shit. We hustled to get the shit we need, everything my brother and I had. We both had other jobs besides selling drugs. My brother worked as a janitor, cleaning schools at night, while I worked at Wendy’s, and that’s where I sold most of my drugs, through the drive-through. I hadn’t been caught so far, and I didn’t plan to. I wasn’t trying to sit in nobody’s fucking cell. It just wasn’t in me to do it.

“Here,” Erian said, handing me a towel to wipe myself off.

“What you trying to do today? You know I gotta go to work later?” I asked Erian.

“We can go grab your uniform, and you can leave from my house since your job is closer to my house.”

“Yeah, we can do that. Let me let my brother know that we gone.”

Grabbing my iPhone off the table, I sent my brother a message.

Maceo: Aight, bro. I’ll get up with you later. I gotta tell you about this wild ass shit.

Me: You are talking about shorty. You know her ass a virgin.

Maceo: Yeah, I know nigga. That’s why I told you I gotta tell you about this wild ass shit.

Me: Aight, then. I work from 9:30-3:30.

Maceo: I’ll be looking out for you. If not, hit my line before you leave so I can have you slide back through here. You know it’s spring break for them.

Me: Word? You spending the night? But nah, I ain’t know that. I’ll hit you later.

Putting my phone in my pocket, I saw Erian looking at me.

“When you were gon’ tell me that yo’ ass had spring break?”

“I did tell you. You were too busy trying to get some pussy.” She giggled.

“Man, a’ight. Bring yo’ nappy-headed ass on. We gotta slide by my crib and get my shit, and we can head to yours. Is yo’ mama home?”

“Nah, she’s on a vacation with her husband.”

“Oh, shit. You mean a nigga can spend the night?” I inquired.

“Yeah, so grab all you need.”

I nodded my head, grabbed her hand, and we headed up the stairs and out of the house.

A Few Days Later …

I couldn’t believe that I had convinced him to go through with it. I had seen Maceo around more than he thought. Everything about him screamed sexy D-boy, and I just wanted to see what some of them older girls who stood at the bus stop be talking about. I knew I was tired of being a virgin, and there was no way in hell that I was going to allow one of them lame-ass boys from school to do it. They didn’t know a pussy hole from an asshole, and I wouldn’t even dare let them near me.

Moving around my room, I got everything ready before lying in bed.

“Yo, Yah. What you doing, ma? Why you leave the front door unlock …” he trailed off when he saw me lying. . .