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“Thank you, Matthew. I will repay you; I promise I will.” I hated how much her eyes got watery.

“Repay me by bossing up on anybody that ever doubted you sugar mommy. Repay me by loving you first, seeing and knowing that you sexy as fuck. Man, you got my head all fucked up. I want you so bad but I’m gon’ wait. When I finally get you, Praylah… I ain’t never letting you go. Our shit gone be explosive as fuck.” She blushed and smiled weakly at me, I laid off her with words and helped her out the shower.

Entering her bedroom, I was still dripping all over her carpet. She stayed in the bathroom saying she had to put leave in conditioner in her hair or else it would have been too nappy looking. I told her to brush her hair in a ponytail. I wanted to see her full face with all her wild curls covering most of her face.

Entering her bedroom, I went to her closet where she said she kept extra dry off towels. Drying myself, I took a seat at the edge of her bed and waited for her to come out the bathroom.

“I’m really grateful for you, Matthew… I ummm… I don’t want to depend on anyone for my happiness, I want to be able to make myself happy and have confidence. I hate you had to see me like that.” She looked down at her feet. I stood and walked over to her, loving the fruity smell that came from her hair.

Even with swollen lips and bruises on her face, her beautiful, warm, vanilla skin tone still shined. Her hair was slick as hell going into a ponytail with the rest of her hair in a curly puff ball. Her hair wasn’t bright red but a soft light fading red. She had high cheek bones that complimented her round sexy face.

“Preserve your dignity in tough times, Pray.” I said in a low tone as I looked down at her short frame. Pulling her close by the small of her back, my hands slide down to squeeze her ass. Her delicate hands press up against my chest. I could feel when Praylah was nervous by the rise and fall of her chest.

“We don’t even know each other good.” She whimpered out as I bowed my head and kissed along her shoulder blades. Making her towel drop, we were now flesh to flesh.

“We know enough, we will know more along the way. Taking shit slow, I got a lot of shit that comes with me. I just know that I want you and nothing not even our mental states of minds will get in the way of that.”

Cupping her face in my hands, I kiss her long and deep to reassure her how serious I was.

I can’t help myself now, I got to feel her, she needs to feel me. We both need this shit. Walking her towards her full-size bed, I make her lay down. I watch those sad watery eyes, gnawing at her lips and gasping, her cheeks are flushed as fuck.

“What if he comes here, and see-”

“I’ll kill him, and continue to eat this pussy up.” Feeling like I’m in a daze tuning out her worries, I focus on her wet slit that’s seeping for me. I couldn’t take this shit far with her, if I did it would scare the living shit out of her.

My sex drive was something out of this world, once my hunger soared, there was no stopping. Right now, I just wanted to make her feel good, help her release all of her frustrations. Lowering my face between her thighs and taking a deep sniff, I circle her clit softly and tease it until it swelled. Pushing just one finger deep inside of her, I latch onto her clit and suck slowly then lick hard until I feel her pussy gush then contract on my finger, locking my index finger with a death grip.

Sweet ass pussy, I grunt and try to put my entire face in her soppy center. Sliding my hands underneath her ass, I gave myself a better angle to devour every inch of her.

“Ohhhh, Matthew.” She gasped then sat up on her elbows to get a better view of me between her thighs. I looked up into her eyes, released her clit then kissed the fupa that was hovering above her mound.

“Daddy, call me daddy when I’m pleasing you baby.” I latch back onto her clit with more force, her fingers twist into my nappy ass dreads, as she pulled my shit, I flatten my tongue and slide my tongue all around her sensitive bud.

“Oh, daddy! I’m-” she cut her own self off. Crying out to God, her hips buck against my face. Leaving her clit to throb, I suck all her juices into my mouth, I don’t plan on stopping until she goes limp as fuck. Giving her a break, I kiss my way up until my wet lips are against her soft one and kiss her slowly, loving the sound of her whimpering and the feel of her body underneath my trembling.

“Sugar mommy, sweet as fuck.” I give her one last peck then get off of her. Going back to her bathroom to put on my clothes, I head back into her room to find her passed-out snoring. I didn’t know what all she had needed but I found a big duffle bag that looked like it belonged to her bitch ass baby daddy. I packed her underclothes and a couple of shirts and pants. I’d buy her toiletries and whatever else she needed for her daughter.

I would have carried her out to my car but didn’t want to make her more uncomfortable. I woke her up, helped her get dress and told her to grab her purse. The whole ride to my extra place that I had tucked away she drifted off and was sleeping soundly.

I finally made it to my house and didn’t want to even go in. I already seen multiple cars parked right in front of my driveway and knew it was my family. Thinking that I had been pulling a quick one over my dad, he was much wiser. I should have known that he wasn’t going to go to my other place.

Hopping out my car, I hit the locks and made it up to my porch. Before I could use my key, Lakendra was already opening the door smiling wide as hell, like she was excited and happy to see me. Lakendra was bad as fuck; she could’ve been a model with the way her body was set up.

She was at least five foot eight, long slender legs. High cheek bones with slanted tight eyes. She had the nose that people in Hollywood paid to have. She kept her hair in nice small braids and was slim thick with most of her weight hitting her thighs and ass with a flat stomach. I remember when I was so in love with her, now when I eyed her all I saw was pity.

“Hey Bo.” She pulled me into a tight needy hug. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, so I placed my arms around her and pulled her in. Releasing her, I pushed past the foyer. I missed my house, it was massive in size, my front room was all white with gold pieces here and there.

Stepping out of my shoes, I made my way to my man cave, which was the family room that I turned into my own kick it spot.

Entering my man cave, I leaned against the door frame and just chuckled lowly. My father always violated when it came to respecting his kids’ privacy. I couldn’t even be mad because I was the one out of all his kids that pushed his patience to the limit. Second to me came my big sister Mattea.

I could only get away with so much, ignoring my family for over a month hadn’t been on my agenda. Before I knew it time started to pass me by. My hands were constantly into a lot of shit. Ream and Solo had me running things so they could focus and tend to their families, on top of running illegal shit, I had legal things with my money tied into that I had to give lots of attention to.

I’d be so busy and sleep deprived that I didn’t have enough time for the people that loved and cared deeply about me.

“My wife, my beautiful fucking wife, has bags under her muthafuckin’ eyes. Stressing and worrying about what her oldest son is doing. Worrying about your mental and a list of other things when it comes to you.” My father voice was too calm, that meant he was raging on the inside. Looking at him was like looking at myself in the mirror, my father didn’t have dreads like me, but we looked like twins except my father was built bulkier.

“You sure you’re not worried?” I smirked and stepped all the way into the room. My eyes landed on Mattea, she gave me a smug smile and gave me her middle finger on the sly.