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“What are you doing?”

“I’m holding up my end of the deal.” She answered as she stroked my dick in her hands.

I got ready to respond, but the feeling of her lips around the tip of my dick shut me up. I thanked God for tinted windows, because I didn’t have the strength to stop her.

“Mmmm.” I lightly massaged her scalp while she swallowed my dick. Drool dripped down my shaft, but she slurped it up before it could make it to my balls. My toes curled in my sneakers as I tried to hold it together.

“Fuck.” My head tilted back in ecstasy as Honesty glided her tongue up the length of my shaft while she massaged my balls.

“Goddamn, baby. Shit,” I hissed as she picked up the pace. My legs began to shake, and I knew it would only be a matter of time. The sounds of her gagging and slurping made my knees weak. Baby girl had no idea how much power she possessed over me, but I was ready to risk it all for her.

She stroked my dick and took me to the back of her throat. My stomach twisted, and I could feel my nut rising.

Honesty plopped my dick out of her mouth and looked up at me with lust in her eyes. “Come on, baby. Let me taste it,” she demanded.

I held her gaze until she leaned down and traced her tongue over the tip and sucked on it like a popsicle. I had no more restraint as my nut shot out and she slurped it up like it was the best thing she ever tasted.

I stared at her in amazement while my chest heaved and sweat dripped from my forehead.

“Yeah, I’m definitely marrying yo’ ass. I might have to replace your name in my phone as ‘neck’,” I teased her.

“Try me, and you’ll never feel this throat again.”

“You know I’m just playing, but aye, come sit on this mothafucka. I need to feel that pussy.”

I lifted her body up and slid her down my dick. We both moaned as her walls welcomed me in.

“Damn, I love yo’ pretty ass. You don’t even understand. You got a nigga out here about to catch a charge for indecent exposure, and I don’t even give a fuck. Ride your dick, baby. Let me feel you wet my shit up.”

I leaned my seat back and let my baby take me on a ride. She thought I was joking whenever I said she was stuck with me, but she was gonna have to kill me if she ever wanted to get rid of me. I was never letting her go.

* * *

“You better not be falling asleep when your ass asked to watch this soft-ass movie.” Messiah fussed as Yaya sat next to him with the blanket up to her neck.

“I’m not asleep, baby. I promise,” she responded in a high-pitched tone which told me everything I needed to know.

“Lying ass. It’s all good though. You can sleep now, but when these fools leave, I’ma wake yo ass up because I need some pussy.”

“Mannish ass. You just don’t care what comes out of your mouth,” Yaya fussed.

“At all. All of these apple-headed mothafuckas are fuckin’ and I’ve been gone for three days: I’m like a mothafuckin’ loan shark. I need to be paid with interest around this bitch.”

Everybody laughed and continued to watch the movie.

Things had been fairly calm on the home front, and I couldn’t have been more thankful.

Honesty said she hadn’t gotta any messages from the fake accounts, but we were still trying to figure out who was behind it. Jett said whoever was behind it must have had help from someone with power because he was having a hard time tracking them. He refused to give up, though, and I couldn’t wait to handle that situation so my baby could finally be at peace.

We were having movie night with a couple of the other couples in the family at Messiah and Yaya’s house. Their theater room was equipped with leather recliners, a popcorn machine, a snack table, a mini fridge, and a bar. We had been drinking and watching movies for hours. The ladies picked the last movie, and I could tell it was going to be one of those girlie movies that I hated.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, so I removed it to see who texted me. Most of the people I talked to were with me, so it made me curious. When I noticed Malea’s contact on my screen, I sat up in my seat. When I opened the message, my body froze with anger.

Lea Bea: I need help.

Lea Bea: Please.

The moment I saw those words, my heart stopped, and I saw red. Hurriedly, I texted her and asked if she was at home. Once she confirmed that she was, I got up from my seat.