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clearlydiamondz · 4 years ago

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Drug Lords

Erik!Stevens x Black!Reader

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Drug lord Erik Stevens have some dealings with his weapon supplier. He makes it known that no one is going to mess with her..

Warning: Smut, cursing, killing,

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(Y/N) woke up at around 2:00 in the morning, her sleep was totally off. She went to bed around 10 but for some odd reason she couldn’t get to sleep. It was messing up her entire sleep schedule. She looked at her phone and saw that she had a text message from the one and only Erik Stevens. He sent a text over a little hour ago. She opened it.

Erik- you up?

She rolled her eyes. It’s been a couple of weeks since she last talked to him. She cussed him out when one of his little hoes had the nerves to hit her phone up after getting her number, saying how she was going to beat her ass when he find out who she was.

Little did she know who she really was...

She knew why he was texting her. It was a Friday night, he was most likely drunk and wanting to have sex. She’s not going to lie, she wanted some dick. And Erik sure as hell knew how to deliver it. She decided to text him back.

maybe, why ?

She grabbed her phone, slipping on one of her over sized T-Shirts and walked downstairs.

At the age of 24, (Y/N) ran her own ring. She moved and sold weaponry and technology to other lords, Erik being one of them. She made a lot of money, and made quite the reputation for herself. Erik respected that.

Erik- I’m pullin up,

She didn’t text him back. She gave him a keycard to her penthouse months ago whenever he wanted to come here and lay low.

She walked into her office, walking to her safe and grabbing her pink weed jar, wraps and her lighter. She walked back to the kitchen rolling a blunt. She heard the elevator coming up, before looking and seeing him step out. He had on a dark grey Nike sweat suit, a pair of white Nike Air Forces, and a black beanie.

“Why are you up?” he asked her placing his keys and wallet on the counter. She shrugged.

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“So you decided to roll a blunt?” he asked leaning on the counter as she nodded.

“Yup, maybe this could help.” she smelled the liquor on him.

“How you get her so fast?” she asked him as he shrugged his shoulders.

“I was on my way when you texted me back.” he said.

‘What if I had someone over here?” she asked him tilting his head to the side as he rolled his eyes, smacking his teeth.

“(Y/N) stop fucking playing with me.” he told her as she scoffed.

“Whatever, I would offer you a drink but you seem a little tipsy.” she chuckled, bringing the blunt to her lips before lighting it. She took a breath letting the smoke fill before letting it out. Erik grabbed the blunt from her taking a puff of it, a longer one than she.

“Damn this is good...” he coughed a bit before she tilted her head.

“So um, why are you here?” she asked him tilting her head to the side. “It’s not very usual that Erik tries to see the girl who cussed him out.” she said drinking from her water bottle.

“Well for one, I wanted to come by and see you. I’ve been texting your phone and you have been ignoring me.” he said as she rolled her eyes.

“Yeah... because I’m mad at you. I don’t need another one of your little bitches texting me.” she said in a matter of fact tone.

“Bruh I said, I don’t know how that bitch got into my phone, dead ass.” he said as she shook her head. “I’m being forreal. We did things a couple of months ago, I’m guessing she thought it was something more. She was over at JJ’s house while we were playing poker and I left my phone in kitchen. I’m guessing she saw the messages.. you know actually I think she saw the video of you playing in ya pussy and thought-” she hit him in the arm as he laughing.

“I’m playin... but I still got that video.” he said. For some odd reason, him still having that video made her feel a little thump down there, but she couldn’t let him know that.

Erik did miss her.. like a lot. Nevermind the sex, he just loved being in her presence. In being without her for the past few weeks without her had a huge tole on him.

“Yeah because your a nasty ass nigga. That’s why.” she said taking the blunt from him, making her way back upstairs him following her. “You’re lucky I didn’t come by and shoot that bitch in her face.”

“Trust me.. you would’ve done been doing us both a favor.” he said. “Also, I want to make a deal with you. Word on the street you got some new weaponry, parts from Stark Industries.” she shrugged her shoulders.

“Maybe? Now that Tony is dead, government been trying to move his weapons. Straight disrespectful.” she said walking into her room. He took off his shoes and sweat shirt showing the white tank top, and his scars. “A couple of people interrupted the move, stole some equipment. Sold it on the black market, I got my hands on some of the equipment. It was a hefty penny though. Making sure it couldn’t be tracked, tweaking it and shit. Costed me over 5 million for everything.” she said sitting on her bed taking a puff from the blunt. She was definitely starting to feel the high.

“How much you selling it for?”

“Well, I was able to make different things with it. So, depending on what it is. The lowest price I got so far is 250k.” she said handing him the blunt. He sat down in the recliner she had in her room.

“Damn,,”

“Yeah, I’ve already got people trying to do pre-orders but you know that’s not really my thing.” she said.

“So, will I be able to get my hands on a few.” he asked her as she laughed.

“Oh, your too funny. Just like everyone else, you need to come in contact with my team. Then I’ll see if you can get some of those products.” she responded. He kissed his teeth.

“Sorry, just because you’re the only client that I’ve had sex with doesn’t mean you can just get to me to get access or discounts.” she said. “If I thought with my Punani instead of my head with y’all niggas, I’d be broker than broke. No offense.”

“Yeah, you got a point.” she put the blunt on the night stand before standing up. She walked towards him, throwing her legs over him, sitting down in his lap before he leaned back placing his hands on her ass rubbing it.

“I’m guessing you missed me too.”

“Yeah, I guess I missed your big headed ass.” she sighed, as he gave her ass a slap. She jumped a bit before biting his lip. He forgot that she liked that.

She felt his dick pressing on her. “What you want from me, huh?” he asked her as they smirked each other. His plump lips was pouted and his eyes hang low, probably feeling a little high from the blunt. All she saw was a beautiful ass man, with a face she could use as a seat.

“I wanna ride your face.”

He raised an eyebrow at her as she smiled innocently at him. His mouth started to water at the thought of her pussy in his mouth. It was crazy how sweet she tasted, especially when she came. Tasted like honey and brown sugar.

He placed his hands under ass before standing up and walking to her bed. He placed her down before looking at her. He leaned down grabbing her by the con before leaning in for a kiss. The kiss was sweet and passionate. He really wanted to show her how much he missed her.

As they kissed, his hand trailed up the shirt coming into contact with her clothed wetness. He pulled them off with both hands still kissing her. His fingers found her clot rubbing it. His fingers were cold, she shivered at the coldness and the sensitivity. She moaned into the kiss as he pulled away.

“I’m barely touching you and your already breaking.” he chuckled. He sat down beside her before taking his shoes of then pulling her into his lap and laying back. “Come set that pussy on my tongue.” without a second thought, she lifted her shirt, letting it sit over her ass as she placed herself on his tongue. Without hesitation, Erik had his tongue deep inside of her.

He could physically feel her squeezing himself around his dick making him moan, “Fuck daddy... eat my pussy just like that.” she whimpered out. He gripped her ass cheeks, squeezing one as she moaned.

She grinded her hips, riding his tongue as she threw her head back. He was trying to talk to her, but he had his mouth full.

He reached down, grabbing his dick palming it through his sweats. It was getting painful, and the restrictions of his sweatpants was not helping. She looked back and saw him touching his self before an idea popped into her head.

“Hold up.” she lifted herself off before turning around. She hovered over his face, pulling the band from his sweatpants down. She pulled down the red and black Gucci boxers down freeing him as he winced. She looked at his dick before licking her lips. He was beautiful. Long and thick, pre cum dripping down the sides running down the veins. Within a split second, her lips wrapped around the tip, as her tongue swirled around it collecting all of his pre cum. She moaned at the taste, he always tasted like fruit.

“Fuck.. don’t tease me. Put all of daddy in ya mouth.” he grunted. She followed his instructions before wrapping her hands around the base of his dick. She moved her hands slowly stroking as she sucked him.

“C’mon on daddy, keep eating my pussy..” she encouraged him as he moaned.

“Freaky ass.. I got you.” His lips wrapped her clit, sucking on it as she moaned around his dick. The feeling of giving and receiving pleasure at the same time wasn’t new to her, but her first time doing it, she knew that this wasn’t the last time doing it.

He was big, but she was determined to fit him all her in mouth. And she did just that. His dick was deep in her throat, she hummed in pleasure, the vibrations sent to him as he let out a deep moan. “Fuck baby girl...” he moaned as she smiled. She leaned up, stroking him while rubbing along his hard dick, her spit dripping down to his balls.

He slowly thrusted into her hand as she smirked at his desperation. Finally, she had him like putty in her hands. She lifted up off of him before kissing him. She straddled his hips, his dick slightly rubbing against her pussy, the both of them moaning. She stood up, breaking away from her as she smiled.

She pulled the T-Shirt from her body before he stood up, taking off his clothes. She got down on her knees before looking up at him, batting her eyelashes at him. “You want daddy to fuck your throat. Huh?” he asked cupping her cheeks as she nodded. “No, say it.”

“I want daddy to fuck my throat.. pretty please.” she begged licking the tip as he threw his head bad.

“There you go, beg me. Open your fucking mouth.” he said. Her mouth was open and he inserted her mouth, before thrusting in and out of he mouth. She loved gagging on his dick, and she knew that he loved that sound.

He was talking, but she wasn’t paying attention. She was just focused on the attack on her throat. She snuck her hands down the front, inserting a finger in her wetness before moaning, her eyes rolling back as she fingered herself.

“Yeah, play with that wet ass pussy. I can hear that shit all the way from up here.” she looked up at him, holding his dick in her throat. He pulled out.

“There is no way I’m cumming like that.” he said before grabbing her by her face and lifting her up. He smashed his lips into her, the two of them kissing in sync. “Fuck me...” she whispered. In a swift movement, Erik pushed her on the bed, as she opened up her legs.

The wetness was smeared all on her inner thighs, the center glowing with her wetness as she smirked at him. “Fuck..” he grunted getting in between her legs. He kissed her, distracting her from her. He inserted her as she gasped.

“Shit daddy..” she moaned. Damn she was hella tight. “Fuck your too big.” she whispered throwing her head back. Erik kissed along her neck, to her chin, then placed a kissed on her lips.

“Quit all that, take this dick like a big girl. Ain’t ya first time, so take it.” he said slowly stroking her. Already, she was creaming on his dick.

“Mmm, daddy. Fuck me just like that.” she whimpered out as he smiled at her.

“Yeah.. that’s right. Take this dick in that tight ass pussy. Making a mess all over my dick.. disrespectful.” he grunted out. She bit down on her lip, opening her eyes meeting his. She clenched her self tighter just to get a reaction out of him. His eyes fluttered closed, as he clenched his jaw. She smirked. .

“Daddy don’t slow down, that shit feels too good.” she teased him. It pissed him off how fast she was about to cum.. way too fast. And she was teasing him about it.

“Come up here ride my shit, since you wanna be all bold and shit. Hurry that ass up.” They flipped over as Erik was on his back. She sat down on his dick moaning as it hit her walls.

“Shit.. just use my shit bitch. That’s it.” he grunted as she moaned. She was so close and he was too. Maybe it was just because of the way that they were fucking each other, or maybe it was because it’s been a minute since the last time they fucked, but the two of them were both on edge.

She leaned back opening her legs as she showing him going in and out of her. “Feels so good.” she whispered to herself.

“Yeah show me all that. Just nasty..” he grunted fucking up into her. He was cumming. There was no point in stopping or trying to hold back considering he was close. And by the look and feel of the things, she was close to.

“Daddy... I’ma gonna-” She was interrupted by him cumming deep inside her walls. He moaned out, digging his hands in her ass as she moaned out loud. She continued fucking him, chasing her own orgasm.

“Fuck.. fuck.” he grunted out as she continued riding him. That’s when she squirted all over his stomach. She fell forward, her head resting in her neck as they stayed like that for a minute.

“We need to go again.. that shit was-”

“Hold up.. I need to catch my breath. You know I got asthma.” she said as he laughed.

“You need ya inhaler or something?”

“Nah, lemme just catch my breath.”

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(Y/N) walked into the warehouse, looking at her woman pointing their gun at the poor man. The captain of the group, Venom, had her knife to his neck.

Let’s just say, her team was ruthless. They were a team made of women, who handled her.. business. They were called the Mona Lisa’s. Mainly because they showed no remorse or emotion. But because the actual Mona Lisa was beautiful and mysterious, they gained that nickname. The tricked men into get information, they were amazing actresses actually. They could make somebody feel wanted and loved... and we all know how dangerous that could be.

“Who are you?”

“I ain’t telling you shit, bitch.” he snapped at her as she rolled her eyes.

“We gonna skip that part where you try to be all tough. There is nothing stopping Venom here from slashing your throat and trust me. That would most definitely be the high light of her day.” she warned him. “Actually, the highlight of her day would be torturing you until you speak.” she said matter of factly.

“Weak ass bitches, you don’t scare no body.” (Y/N) looked at Venom and smirked at him.

“You take your time with him. Call me when he says something.”

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(Y/N) ran a face scan through the system, to find out that he use to work for Erik. Name was Claw. Nasty and just plain annoying. After stealing money from Erik and killing one of his close friends, he was never seen again. Erik and a lot of other lords

“So what is this surprise you got for me?” he asked him walking past her in her quarters where they did their interrogations. The entire time he was looking at her ass. They walked to the door as she turned around,

“Look for yourself.” He walked in the room, looking in the glass window seeing him tied to a chair, as Venom continued cutting his fingers off his one hand, piece by piece.

“Is that-”

“In the flesh. I caught him trying to sneak into my warehouse where I’m holding some of my weapons.” she said as he looked at her.

“I hope it’s not the-”

“It’s not the Stark ones. Those are in Alaska. But I’m worried. Out of all my years of moving and supplying, I’ve never had someone successfully break into my warehouse. And I know the Mona Lisa’s aren’t slacking because they are highly trained. I sent over a hundred of them to Alaska to protect the gear.” she said biting her acrylic thumb in nervousness. “This idiot was dumb coming in here alone, but I know niggas. Niggas that are smarter, and I just have this deep feeling that someone is planning something to get at me.” she looked at Erik. He’s known her for years, she’s never really shown nervousness or being scared. He saw that she was genuinely scared. Some might say she was over thinking, but in her line of work you could never over think.

“Aye calm down, I promise you I won’t let anyone get to you, ight. Even if it takes my last breath.” he reassured her. “Starting with this motherfucker. I’m killing his ass.” he said about to walk to the door to entre the room but she stopped him.

“Wait, lemme talk to him. I got a plan.” she walked into the room before walking over to her.

“Alright, so I know who you are.” she said as he cursed.

“You knew who I was this entire time and you’ve been letting this crazy bitch do this shit!” he yelled at her as (Y/N) laughed.

“Man, calm down. I ain’t even that serious. Plus, it’s been a minute since Venom have had a little bit of fun. She deserves it.” (Y/N) smiled at Venom as Venom smirked at her.

“Anyways, I know that you’re working with Erik. Or use to work with him. I sent a couple of my girls over there to do.. a lil bit of damage. Kill some of his goons, injure a couple more, but I’m keeping Erik alive.” he said as Claw shook his head.

“Your dumb if you did that.”

“Well, you and I both know the success rate my girls have so...” she trailed off.

“No, your dumb if you think that I still work for that bum ass nigga, or I’m trying to get in good terms with him. Fuck his bitch ass..” he said. She chuckled.

“Well it make sense.. I mean, you were his close friend. Right hand man. Makes since you’d try to steal my shit. I did tell my girls to make sure that Erik know your alive.” she said as his face turned to complete fear. She tilted her head to the side pouting.

“Tell me why you tried stealing my shit.”

“I-I was doing it to have so I could sell it.” he said as she rolled her eyes. That’s all she wanted to hear but she still wanted to fuck with him.

“Bull shit. Tell the truth. Either way you’re going to die whether it’s by me or by him. Why?”

“I’m telling you. I only wanted to sell it. Everyone know your work is worth billions and I-I needed some quick cash. J-Just don’t tell him I’m alive.”

“Damn,,, for him to be a bum ass nigga, you a lil scared ain’t you,” she said tilting her head to the side. “Anyways he knows so..” she shrugged.

“N-No he doesn’t. He would’ve been here by-” she looked towards the window than looked back at him. He got the hint. The door opened and Erik walked in, the vein in forehead popping out as his jaw clenched.

“So I’ma a bum ass nigga now?” he asked him, (Y/N) rolled her eyes. She knew his Ego was hurt. Erik looked at Venom, before smiling at her.

“Thanks Sweetheart. Love what you did but I got it from here.” he winked at her as she smiled blushing.

“No problem Erik.” she walked out as (Y/N) chuckled.

Venom was dangerous, well that’s how she got her nickname. But deep down, she was a girl that blushed even at the smallest compliments. She was a sweetie, but if it came down to it, she didn’t hesitate to drop a body. And she did enjoy tourtuing somebody for her enjoyment.

“Look Erik-”

“Don’t say my name. First of all, I’ma kill you for what you did to me. But- I’ma make sure that shit is slow. Especially coming up in here fucking with her. And about that one, I’ma make sure yo ass wish you were dead.”

“Well you have your fun, let me know when everything is done so I can have someone come clean up ya mess.” she placed a kiss on his cheek before walking out.

She knew that Erik was gonna handle business for her, maybe he’ll get a lil something for it.

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Here’s a lil fact about me, I’m obsessed with Erik and reader being lords or mob bosses or whatever you wanna call it.

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addictive-cookies-n-cream · 3 years ago

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The Sex Beach Trilogy: Got Them Bikini Bottom Sandy Cheeks

(Part Three of The Sex Beach Trilogy)

"Swear they won't leave me alone for shit. Like, do they not know why I left they ass at the hotel pool." Kaydance continued muttering complaints to herself as she tried to get comfortable on the sandy beach. Hazel and Joel had come to bother her earlier and completely disrupted her peace, both acting as if she were their mother and they needed her permission to go off together. They were two grown ass adults, not her kids. She rolled her eyes at the fact that Hazel had actually brought Joel on the trip. She didn't hate him by any means, but who brings their boyfriend on a trip with your friends? Branching on from the couple, she couldn't help but wonder where Geneva was. She knew she wouldn't be on the beach cause she couldn't swim and Kaydance would be pissed if she'd gone back to the room. She shot her other friend a quick text, putting her air pods back in and laying back down on her massive beach towel. She put on Beyoncé's Lemonade album and got comfortable again. Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't sorry, nigga, nah Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't sorry He trying to roll me up, I ain't picking up Headed to the club, I ain't thinking 'bout you Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough I ain't thinking 'bout you I ain't thinking 'bout Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye Tell him, boy, bye, middle fingers up I ain't thinking 'bout you Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't sorry, nigga, nah I ain't thinking 'bout you Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry No no, hell nah Now you want to say you're sorry Now you want to call me crying Now you gotta see me wilding Now I'm the one that's lying And I don't feel bad about it It's exactly what you get Stop interrupting my grinding I ain't thinking 'bout you Kaydance was pulled from here serenity when she felt something hard bounce off her leg. That pissed her off and she was soon sitting up and pulling out her air pods to investigate what the hell had just happened. She looked around for the blunt object and found a football laying about a foot or two away from her blanket. Kaydance rolled her eyes, "I know you fucking lying", she put her sunglasses back on and laid back down. Like hell she was gonna return a ball that was thrown at her in the first place. While she was busy trying to relax once again, a tall tan man was jogging towards her. "Hurry back Bruno!", someone yelled to the man to which he waved them off. Once he'd reached her he barely gave her a once over, too busy looking for the ball. He was relieved to find it on her massive towel. Not wanting to step on her towel or intrude in her space, he paused momentarily. He waited for her to react to him, but she had yet to acknowledge his presence. Bruno just brushed it off, deciding she had probably fallen back asleep. He doubted she had anything nice to say to him from how she had reacted. The last thing he needed to do was upset her. He scooped up the ball quietly, careful to not bother her. However, after collecting the ball, he found himself stagnant, no longer in a rush to return to his friends. He had paused, finally taking the time to properly look her over. His gaze moved up from her hot pink toe nails up her legs, trailing to her thick thighs before meeting her full round hips and soft caramel stomach. His gaze lingered on her large breasts, that managed to stay sheathed in her bikini top. She also had pretty lips and a gold septum ring as well as a nose ring on her right nostril.

'Damn', he thought, 'just...damn.' He couldn't help, but lick his lips at the sight. He didn't know whether to go tell her friends about her or just keep it for himself. "You're looking awfully hard sir", Kaydance spoke up, breaking him from his daze. She then sat up and pulled down her sunglasses to look at him with hazel eyes, "You must like what you see?", she asked with an arched brow. Bruno was immediately flustered at being caught. He lowered his head, scratching the back of his head, "Uhh sorry", he offered looking away and back at her awkwardly, "I uh I mean about hittin' you and all...are you okay by the way?", he asked, attempting to get himself out of the hole he was burying himself in, "Forgot to ask." Kaydance rolled her eyes at his behavior, "Boy don't worry I could take it just as good as I can give it." Bruno thought about what she said, before realizing the underlying meaning. He adjusted his hold on the football, digging his foot in the sand, "Oh yeah?" Kaydance looked him over, scanning his tan statuesque body and up to his face. She looked him in the eye, shooting him a wink before pushing them back up on her nose. * * * * * * "Yes yes yes yes! O- oh sh- shit", Kaydance shouted to God and the Heavens above. She wanted her grandmother to hear how good Bruno was laying it down. And boy was he. Bruno was a fucking Stallion. He was an animal, slapping and gripping at her as he was trying to destroy her walls with the sledgehammer between his legs. He had her sprawled out on the edge of the bed, her thick leg draped over his broad shoulder as he speared her on his dick. His beard glistened from a combination of sweat cum and pussy juices. He licked her clean like a plate. She focused her gaze on the chain bouncing on his chest before her eyes crossed in pleasure. Bruno huffed, adjusting his grip on her waist, "Fuck so tight!", he growled, the bed rocking with the sheer force of his thrusts widening his stance on the edge of the bed. Kaydance's shrieks of pleasure, "You like that?", he murmured hotly, cupping her breast and squeezing, pinching and twisting her pierced nipples in his digits. Kaydance's head bobbed in agreeance, licking her index and pointer finger before parting her folds around the thickness of his shaft as he fucked her. "Fuck daddy yes!", she cried out, fisting the sheets in her hands. He was gonna fuck a dent into her cervix at this rate and she welcomed it. Bruno's hips staggered, delving deep inside her cunt out of his control. "Say it again!", he grunted, slapping her ass before wrapping his hand around her stubby throat, making her tilt her head back to breath. Hearing those words had his dick leaking as he drove it deep. "D- daddy", she wheezed, the white of her eyes visible as her head went dizzy at the lack of air. She would gladly die on the hill that was his cock. When he did let go, allowing proper airflow, she sucked in a breath only for it to be fucked out of her seconds later by his cock. "Oh my f- fuck!", she mewled, going cross-eyed at his piercing cock. Her body went slack, completely at his mercy. She just watched him as he moved. It was so erotic watching his limber body slam into hers, his body coated in sweat and dark eyes blown wide, lips permanently parted with curses and groan slipping between them. She bet he loved watching himself plunge in and out of her pussy. She was suddenly hit with the overwhelming sensation that spread from her toes to the tips of her fingers. Her hand instantly went to her pussy, choking on a sob as she rubbed her clit in vigorous circles, "I- gonna cum! I f- fuck I'm gonna cu-", suddenly her back arched and body tensed as she came, pussy clamping down tightly around his cock. Her eyes rolled so far back that only the whites were visible, "O- oh my God!", she screamed to the God's above, "Daddydaddydaddydaddydaddydaddy-", she babbled with curled toes. Bruno just watched in awe, never stopping his motions as she came around him, coating his dick in her pussy juices. "You came so fucking hard", he growled, pulling out and rubbing his blunt tip on her wet snatch, "so hot watching you cream like that." Kaydance moaned at his vulgarness, "Oh yeah?", she purred, squeezing her breasts between her hands. He nodded vigorously, teeth drawn between his teeth, "Y- yeah", he breathed before burying himself back inside her and resuming his thrusting, "I- I'm almost there!", he announced, adjusting his grip on her leg and body as his thrust grew frantic. Kaydance clenched around him in anticipation, putting that gorilla grip on him, "Shit, cum for me", she wept, biting her lip as she looked at him with dark eyes, "C- cum daddy. Let me know how good this pussy is!" If she was on top, she would no doubt have him crying with his thumb in his mouth. "So good", he echoed before feeling that familiar knot in his stomach. This woman was gonna be the death of him, with this wet ass pussy of hers with a body that won't quit. She was a gift from heaven and he would be a fool to turn away such a gift. Bruno hissed as he forced himself to pull out of her honeypot, making her whine at the loss. He wanted no more than to cum inside her, but he knew that would not be a good idea considering he was hitting it raw. He fisted his wet cock, grunting as he quickened his strokes. He placed his cock head atop her thick folds and rubbed it up and down her slit only three or so times before he stopped, cum shooting all over her pussy in thick ribbons. He groaned as he continued to cum, not stopping until he had drained her drip of cum from his balls and onto her cunts. He didn't think it could be so hot cumming on someone like this, but damn if she didn't wear it like designer. Kaydance was truly down for the count. All she could do was lay there on the bed, covered in a mixture of her and this stranger's cum. Bruno stayed put, hands caressing the thigh still hooked over his shoulder. She giggled when he kissed her knee, fidgeting away from his mouth. She was ticklish and she wasn't trying to snort like a pig right now. That would be a mood killer. He laughed at that, lowering her leg back down, biting back a laugh when she muttered about the ache in her joints. He just watched her sit up on her palms, butt ass naked with his soft dick just dangling. A part of her thought it was a trap that would no doubt get her leg put behind her head. "You uh you weren't kidding", he spoke up suddenly, breaking their silence of heavy breathing. Kaydance looked up from his crotch to his face to raise a threaded eyebrow at him. He smirked, pushing his hair back, "You sure can take it." She snorted, throwing a pillow at him. It bounced off his chest with ease earning a loud laugh from Bruno. "You not funny!"

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complicatedxfanfic · 3 years ago

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Chapter 1. Dependency

"Relax, I'm just having fun" she spat out drunkly over the blaring music. Sucking my teeth, I sat back on the couch releasing my grip on her arm and shaking my head.'Having fun' she says. she was always having fun and leaving me to watch after her sloppy ass; night after night I had to monitor her drinking, monitor her dancing, monitor everything her alcoholic ass did. If I could drink away all my problems until I passed the fuck out I would, instead I had to play babysitter to a grown ass woman. Taking a deep breath, I sighed and picked up my drink trying my best not to notice her thrashing and grinding her ass against some random nigga. It was always some random ass nigga. As much as I wanted to get up and leave her to it, we both knew she had no intention of going home with any of these men. I couldn't leave her in that situation. Even though she puts herself in the shit, she needed me. At least that's what I'm gon' keep telling myself.

The friendship me and Key had was different than any other bond I've found myself in. My life was built on inconsistencies and temporary love; from my family, to my friends and even people I do business with. I'm used to it coming, taking all it can from me and going, but with her it was different. No matter what I had gone through, or what she was going through we always had each others back. She never wanted anything from me but my support, and I guess it was just because she'd been through the same shit.

We weren't the kind of people you fall in love with. We have that personality that you're drawn to when you're at your lowest, then get tired of when you're back on top. She used to tell me her mom "knew" she wasn't gone be shit before she was born like some sweet childhood story. Sometimes I wonder if she realizes she's my everything though.

I'd only looked away for a few moments, just to look back up and see her tongue halfway down the nigga's throat. Finishing my drink, I decided to let her have her fun and go find some shit to get myself into. I made sure to tap Jahron on the shoulder and tell him to keep an eye on her before making my way out of VIP, down to the bar. After pushing and shoving my way through the big sweaty crowd, I was finally able to slip over to the counter and order myself some Cognac. This night was supposed to be mine to enjoy, so I left all my thoughts about Keyana and her shenanigans up in our section. Grabbing a hold of my drink I let the music drown out the noise in my head.

"You look like you got a lot on your mind" a small voice called out to me, barely audible. Squinting my eyes I tried to put a face to it through the dark club lights. That's when she laid a hand on my arm, sending a chill down my spine. As if right on cue a bright strobe light shone on her face revealing a beautiful smile and bright hazel eyes. "Dancing always makes me feel better.."

Smirking I shook my head sipping my drink. "I'm not much of a dancer.." I admitted looking down and trying to study her face, hope the light would flash on her again. "I wouldn't want your first impression of me to be tainted" I joked as she offered a grin in return. "I'm Bryson".

She paused for a moment, looking as if she was trying to make a connection in her head before giving my hand a light tug taking a step backwards. "Come dance with me Bryson" she urged making me set down my drink before it slipped out my hand. I didn't even bother protesting again, so with that we were in the middle of the floor swaying to the music. She was small and petite. My broad hands searched her body as she moved against me, making sure to feel every curve as my mind made out an image of her. Without even being able to see her like I wanted to, I knew I was lucky to be in her presence.

She tossed her long jet black hair off of her shoulders as her arms snaked around my neck pulling me closer to her. "Lets get out of here.." she whispered against my ear. Her sweet voice drowned out all o the club noise as I gripped her tiny waist. She was so close I could feel her lips moving as she spoke, her breath rolling against my neck.

"I don't even know your name" I said in response, feeling her lips curl at the corner into a grin. She pressed her body against mine starting to grind slowly as if to persuade me. Biting my lip, my hands slowly slid down to her firm ass giving it a slight squeeze. I could feel myself giving in; she didn't even have to try. Just as I fixed my lips to give her exactly what she wanted a commotion dragged us back to reality. Everybody's attention was up at the balcony and I could feel my temperature rising. "Sorry babygirl, I gotta go" I announced letting her slip out from my grasp as I marched back up to my section.

By time I got back security was breaking up two men damn near wrestling on the floor. My eyes instantly searched for Key, who was standing on the couch trying to hold herself up. And of course one of the men being carried out of the section was Jahron. Huffing, I grabbed Keyana by the arm and led her out the club briskly. I could see her struggling to keep her balance and slowed down once we made it out the door. Another fucking night ruined by her bullshit.

"What just happened in there!?" I shouted once we made it to the car. She leaned against the passenger door trying to catch her stability. "Ayo. I'm talking to you" I shout again, straightening her up and holding her against the car. "I walk away for two fucking seconds and you're up there causing fucking trouble, what if something would have happened to you"

"Can we please just go..." she managed to get out reaching forward and wrapping her arms around me closing her eyes. I stiffened up, only for a moment before giving in feeling her head nestled against my chest. I could hear her soft sniffles as she clung onto my shirt. Of course all it took was some crocodile tears to break me down. Kissing her on her forehead I sighed heavily giving her a tight squeeze.

"Come on, lets get you in the car" I say calmly, pulling her forward so I could get her door opened and help her into the seat. The ride back to the hotel was silent. I turned on the radio and she laid her head against the window nodding off the whole time.

Once we made it, I got out of the car first grabbing a jacket out the back to cover her up in. She clung onto me, stumbling and dozing off the entire trip between the car and the room. I didn't even bother asking a second time about what had happen, just something I would have to ask Jahron in the morning. Once I got her in the room safely I sat her on the bed helping her out of her shoes. As always she used this time to draw me in. Everytime my fingertips touched her skin she let out a soft sigh, and everytime I pulled away she'd fidget and squirm. Like she needed to be touched; like her skin was on fire and the cool touch of my hands would give her release.

I tried to ignore it but by time I'd gotten her down to her underwear, she'd sunken her claws into me. "Stay the night with me" she whispered taking my face into her hands. I bit my lip as her eyes searched mine pulling me closer to her as she tried to lay back on the bed.

"That's not a good idea Key-"

"Please.." she interrupted me leaning in letting her lips brush against mine. "I don't want to sleep alone tonight.." she said biting into her lip, one of her strawberry colored curls falling between our faces. Just like that I found myself searching for a way out. I planted my hands on the bed beside her hips pulling away slowly.

"I can't keep doing this Keyana.." I said shaking my head. She leaned in closer, the lips that'd just been locked with someone else's were now against mine, begging for attention.

I could hear her voice cracking as she whispered against my pursed lips, "just one more time". I could feel all my inhibition breaking down as her soft lips planted a kiss on the corner of my mouth. Leaning in I crashed my lips against hers as her hands dropped down pushing my jacket off of my shoulders and to the floor. I gripped one of her legs pushing her further onto the bed as I hovered above, passion oozing into our kiss. It's like no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fight it. She knew what she did to me, she knew she could never give me what I really wanted from her, and still she snatched my jeans down from my hips and took my member in her hand like it belonged to her. And how could I ever tell her it didn't?

It was only moments before I was inside of her, feeding into my cravings. Falling into her trap. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her with frustration. As our bodies collided she clung onto me as she always did, begging for more. Begging for me. Here I was telling myself once again, She needed me.

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calypsoff2 · 3 years ago

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Two. Part 3

Clapping my hands as the staff at the restaurant finished singing Happy Birthday to Tianna “thank you” I said to the waiter, looking over at Robyn as she recorded me “what are you doing?” I said laughing, she touched my face giggling “happy birthday baby, are you happy?” Robyn said as she is still recording her “yes!!” I can tell my baby is happy, the biggest smile on her face “thank you!” Tianna said as the waiter took the sparklers away “all mine!?” She spat pointing at the ice cream “all yours baby, you can eat it all if you want or you can let daddy have some. Seeing as mommy won’t let me have any” the dessert is bigger than Tianna’ face, she doesn’t know where to start “look at her Chris” Robyn turned her phone to me, looking at the video and honestly she is just so happy, that smile on her face as they sang to her. She just needed some attention on her for once and I’m glad she’s getting it “my baby is so happy, it’s cute. And so are you” pecking Robyn’ lips “mhmmm, I am happy. I’m back with my family” placing my arm behind her chair “you need to eat more” pressing a kiss to Robyn’ shoulder, resting my chin atop of her shoulder watching Robyn post the video “I do eat, what you trying to say. Your stubble is irritating my shoulder ugly” she smells so good; I just want to fuck her so bad. Pressing my nose to her shoulder and inhaled deep “I would snort a line from your shoulder, my god” Robyn busted out laughing “there is one bed, three of us. Be good” shaking my head “I really can’t Robyn, I am telling you now. I want it, I want it so bad. Fuck” I groaned out moving back from Robyn, I need her badly “feign” Robyn locked her phone and turned to me laughing “look at you, you are so sexy” biting my bottom lip, Robyn turned her head and started laughing so hard “even with my weight loss?” I shrugged “it’s a hole” Robyn slapped my arm “nigga!” She spat “I mean I don’t like it but it’s whatever, I know you have had a lot on. Only I know, but yeah. We are going to have sex” Robyn thinks we won’t, but we are “you said I’m just a hole, no” if like she believes that she knows damn well I love her.

Getting up from my seat, Robyn is of course on fan duty. Some fans have noticed Robyn and are here asking for pictures, she got some rich ass fans to be in this hotel anyways “come Tianna” her messy face, she has been really at the ice cream “you not going to wipe your face stinky” she is so goofy, grabbing the napkin “come here, looking like your mommy with that messy face” Tianna moved her face “dad! You’re going to ruin my lipgloss” I gasped “ma’am, I don’t care” cleaning her face with the napkin, she wasn’t impressed but it had to happen “Chris” feeling a hand on my back “picture” Robyn pointed “please” the girls said “altogether?” I said making my way around the table “thank you so much” standing next to Robyn, putting my arm around her “smile everyone” she said as she took the selfie, smiling at the camera “thank you so much! You are such a beautiful family” I cooed out going back to Tianna “come” opening my arms out “pick me up” rolling my eyes “this is what I am doing, picking you up” picking her up “you’re getting too big for this you know” she wrapped her arms around my neck “mommy!” Tianna yelped behind me as I made my way out of the restaurant “I’m here baby, why is daddy carrying you?” Robyn asked “because I asked, daddy wiped my lipgloss off” she is still complaining about that “it’s fine, it’s time for bed now anyways. You don’t need any more on baby” she let out an oh “but I am not tired yet?” Of course she isn’t, the girl is hyper from all the sweet she’s had “well you need to get your night clothes on at least” I am glad Robyn is back, we really needed someone with authority, Robyn is just that. You can actually feel mommy is back, it’s weird saying that but it’s true. Like it’s not the same, with Robyn here it’s different “what time are we going to wake up tomorrow? Not too late, I want to go shopping and then Disneyland” Robyn said “same day? I suppose, we could do it all really if we wake up early. It’s you” she side eyed me “me!? When you got other plans, stupid” she is right I have some very good plans.

Grabbing Robyn’ leg and threw it over my hip, hooking it behind me. I was not going to let Robyn sleep; Tianna is asleep but we ain’t and we are going to have sex. I do not care “stop giggling so loud, what is your problem” I said as my erection was growing harder by the second against her ass, I rubbed the head of my dick against her clit. I continued to tease her clit, grinding her centre against me. Robyn spread her legs wider and I finally stroked into her from behind. Robyn’ head fell back and she exhaled deeply. I propped myself up on my elbow and moved my hand away from her breast, we are having to have sex outside in the lounger, I mean it’s better than being in there, there is only one king size bed, there is the couch but then Tianna could wake up and see us. Pressing my hand flat across her stomach as I continued to pump in and out of her at an easy speed. I moved my fingers over her core, pressing the palm of my hand against her clit, Robyn’ body shuddered. I placed my mouth against her ear and traced my tongue along her lobe, while my fingers were working magic at a speed, caressing her clit, my thrusts were slow. I was dragging out each stroke. Our moans and soft groans, trying to keep it low as possible, we not trying to be caught out. Bucking my hips forward I took her ear further into my mouth and bit down. She felt so good wrapped tightly around me, I continued to push and pump until Robyn’ body couldn't take no more and her warm muscle attempted to squeeze me right into oblivion. Her juices exploded out, pouring down her leg and mixing in with mine when I came soon after, I just love Robyn so damn much and my climax was short lived, I haven’t had any in a months and I felt it.

How the hell did this even happen, Robyn’ fans are outside the hotel and it’s a sea of people just waiting for us to leave the hotel “Tianna, stay close” she keeps moving to look through the glass; and I know when she does it because the screams “we are thinking if we just get you out one by one or just push by? We asked for some barricades to be placed on either side so we can control the crowd, the hotel is sorting that out for us but for now we need to leave” Rich explained, lifting my SnapBack up and rubbing the top of my head “I say just get on with it but Rich or Frank hold Tianna, like pick her up and I can be with Robyn and one of you with us, door security we have too. So with them two plus Frank we can push through but one of you just holding Tianna out, what you think?” Rich nodded his head “I agree with Chris, let’s just have Frank pick Tianna up and take her outside and then I can liaise with the security and get you out” I can’t believe Robyn’ fans have literally swarmed the area, I’m actually annoyed because they know where we are “ok, Tianna let Frank hold you” she shook her head “then at least hold his hand, it’s very busy out there” she looked at me in sadness “I will go out first” the security said “come” holding my hand out to Robyn, I hate this shit just because the fans be going crazy. They are crazier overseas then anything “you and your fans” I said to Robyn “my fans!? Nigga you got them too, I seen those girls that be wanting you. They say that but they haven’t lived with you” I gasped looking over at her “hey” I said laughing “I love you poppa” I chuckled shaking my head.

Shopping with my favourite ladies is most pleasing to me but also annoying, I can’t even deny this shit. It’s like they are just constantly asking for my card, Robyn can literally pay herself but no, she still buys. We are in Dior now; I am bored, and I want to go Disneyland already. They closed the Dior store for us, when they saw we were coming and that fans have realised where we were because stupid me posted a picture, I mean it was a selfie, but they worked out where we were but it’s whatever I guess. Turning the camera to me pressing record “why did I agree to go through this? Like seriously, they haven’t stopped shopping and I am tired. I mean how many pairs of heels does someone want” shaking my head “nigga is tired, I am tired” stopping the recording, I am just begging for this to be over with, like begging right now “hey” Robyn said, letting out an oh. She is joining me “why aren’t you with the Tianna?” she left her “oh the assistant is showing her dresses, I said I will wait here, and you show us which you like” nodding my head “tomorrow, I think Tianna and I will have a spa day, just us. Spend time together and just speak on things, what you think?” nodding my head “I think that is perfect, that way you both get to know each other. You know? I think it’s best to start from the bottom up and it ain’t a bad thing. Tianna is very conservative about herself and a lot of things which isn’t a bad thing, but she needs to understand we do love her and that we are there for her, especially her mommy” Robyn put her head down “and being her mother is my biggest achievement, being a mother to three beautiful black girls is my biggest achievement in life” frowning at Robyn “and me?” she sniggered “you wish” she is annoying “I am joking, I do love you sometimes. You love annoying me too much, but I just can’t believe I have been married for nine years and that I have an eight year old, I am just still thinking what the fuck, where did time go” I sighed out “time is going fast, we are getting old baby” Robyn held my hand “we are, I hope we are making our kids proud, I hope they are” I hope that too.

My baby Tianna is really doing a whole fashion show, but I have noticed this, she wants Robyn’ approval more than mines “please tell it’s the last one” I said blowing out air “mom, I wear this” Tianna came out from the changing rooms, my daughter is dressing herself “oh, oh yes baby. That is actually my favourite, this is velvet. Come here” Robyn waved her over, my daughter is dressed Dior down, she is so fly “you are looking fly baby” I complimented, Robyn stated touching her dress “oh yes, its velvet” Robyn fixed her bag before she started on her hair “turn around, let me fix your hair. Are you wanting to wear this? I think you should” watching Robyn take her hair tie out “let’s watch the baby hairs now” oh my daughter wants Robyn’ approval all the time, she is cute “dad do I look pretty” Tianna asked “you look just like me when I am in a dress” Robyn looked at me and then laughed “I am joking, you look beautiful. I think you’re right. Mommy does dress you better then I do, I am sorry” I feel bad, I do try. It’s hard work these girls “daddy tries his best doesn’t he Tianna” Robyn said “yes mom” Robyn turned her around “you are right baby, this dress. I love it, so you want to buy the dresses you tried on too” Tianna nodded her head “oh god” I said, I am going to be so poor when these girls hit being a teenager.

Seeing Tianna be ever so happy at the enchanted show at Disneyland is honestly so heart-warming, it’s making me so happy to see her like this “let me hold this baby” I said taking her things that she bought while here “where are we going, I thought outside is that way” Rich looks so stressed, like this whole experience has been painfully stressful, Rich waved us over as we made our way to backstage “can I have the light, let me have the light back” opening the bag up for her, that damn light “hello Rihanna” this little boy said waving “hey baby” Robyn waved at him “ok let’s go” grabbing Tianna’ arm and making her walk “look what it does, it’s so good” I know what it does “look at this baby” snatching the light from her “oh wow” both Anna and Elsa stood waving “look at that, they are here for you baby” Tianna got so shy turning away “come on Tianna, they want to meet you” Robyn said, taking her bag from her. Let Robyn take over and deal with that “shall we take pictures with them baby” stepping a little, Tianna is really having a blast. Like she has been surprised with everything really, this has all been last minute too.

Picking Tianna up and placing her on my shoulders “watch daddy head now” Robyn helped place Tianna’ legs correctly on me “look!” she pointed shouting as the fireworks display started “oh wow, that looks amazing doesn’t it” I said agreeing, Tianna placing arms around my head “turn around, let Frank take a picture of us with the fireworks in the back, it’s going to be so pretty” Robyn said, turning around “I can’t see it now” placing my arm around Robyn, Frank held the phone up to us “y’all smile now!” he spat, smiling wide as Robyn placed her head against me “perfect” he made his way over to us, I know this picture is going to be so dope. Looking down at Robyn’ phone and seeing the picture “awww we look so good together” I said “send me that too” I really want that picture “it’s a shame we don’t have the other two, but I love it, I am going to post it” turning back around, poor Tianna is missing out while I look at the picture.

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dashhoney25 · 4 years ago

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NATASHA

As I made my way to the front door, my heart was beating rapidly as I anticipated the visitor. Sighing, I unlocked the door to the stormy weather, revealing the masculine figure at my front door. “Hey” he let out as the water cascaded from his jacket dripping onto my floor. My brows furrowed in confusion as I examined him. I felt my blood boiling watching him drip on my floor as he stood in front of me.

“You gonna let me in so I can close the door?” he questioned. I gulped hard and stepped away from him, he closed the door and proceeded to remove his jacket. I walked into the kitchen and stood next to the island, watching him as he placed his jacket on the hook by the door. Leaning the against the island, we made eye contact.

“You got a lot of nerve showing up here at this time of night. What the hell were you thinking?!” I yelled at him. “Relax” he said calmly walking towards me, placing his hands on the sides of my waist. “I just wanted to surprise you” he said with a smile. I pulled away from him backing away, “Surprise me?” I questioned in disbelief. “How’d you find me?!” I asked. “I followed you home” he replied. “No, you didn’t stop lying” I replied folding my arms. “I asked Malcolm about you” he chuckled. “Bullshit! Malcolm doesn’t know where I live” I rolled my eyes in disgust. “Then stop asking crazy questions!” He replied in a gruffly agitated tone. “The point is, I’m here now.” He says walking towards me. “And you need to go. You don’t need to be here” I replied, continuing to back away from him.

“Expecting someone?” he asks as he continues to walk towards me. A crunching noise disrupted us as we both looked down at my foot. He noticed a crumpled piece of paper and picked it up. “What’s this?” he asks. “It’s nothing” I say trying to take it from him. He held the paper above his head so that I couldn’t reach, and I ultimately gave up. Bringing the crumpled paper down to eye level, he read it aloud, “Looking at venues tonight, don’t wait up for me” he said, causing my heart to sink again as I felt myself reliving this agony, the first time I read this alone. “Oh well, looks like it’s just you and me tonight. You ain’t gotta worry about a damn thing, that nigga ain’t coming home” he says ripping the paper in half, he playfully strokes my chin with his finger.

The sarcasm and ‘I told you so’ cunning demeanor enraged me. My right hand instantly slapped the side of his face out of reaction. “Fuck you!” I yelled, pushing his forehead with my middle finger. Walking away from him in a rage, I walked to the door and opened it. “Get out!” I yelled at him as he walked up on me. He towered over me, pushing the door shut, locking it. “Nah, I’m not leaving. We even now baby girl” he replied smugly, attempting to box me into the corner near his jacket that rested on the hook. I took a few steps away from him towards the kitchen, and proceeded to back away, my backside bumped into the island as he got closer to me, pressing his lower half into me.

“Even for what Adonis?” I asked with my hands on the island, lifting myself to sit on top of it. “You put your hands on me, there’s no reason for you to be mad with me anymore about it. You got me back” Adonis replied, attempting to stand in between my legs as they dangled in front of the island cabinets. “Are you serious?!” I questioned in annoyance, pushing Adonis away from me. “You come over here to give a bullshit ass apology and now you wanna tell me that we’re even? Adonis I should smack the shit out of you!” I yelled.

Adonis rested his hand on my thigh, “You did that already, but we even now. Reflex or not, you got me back. I won’t ever put my hands on you again” he admitted. I looked away from him and sighed heavily. “I’m not gonna accept your apology. Just go” I said turning my attention back to him, getting off the island. Adonis stopped me, lifting my chin towards his, pulling me into a simple yet sensual kiss. His hands cupped my face as his tongue explored my curious mouth. His hand landed on the side of my neck, caressing it while the other hand palmed my right ass cheek. I felt myself getting hot in my shorts and I knew he had a hold on me.

A slight groan escaped my lips before I pulled away. Adonis stared at me, wiping the saliva from his bottom lip. My heart was beating out of my chest and I couldn’t take the way he was just staring at me, like he wanted to devour me. I tightened my robe and made my way back to the door, opening it to see nothing but water cascading from the sky even harder. The sounds of thunder thrashed the night sky, with flickers of lightning. “Donnie, it’s best you leave now” I say looking at him. With a bite of his lip, Adonis walks over to me, pushes my back against the door and locks it swiftly. Pressing his body into mine, his hands make their way to my robe. Quickly untying it, Adonis’ hands slide under my silk shorts, peeling through my laced panties to massage my warm, wet center. Gasping at his fingers entering me, my hands try to push at his abdomen, attempting to push away, but he curls his fingers against my g-spot massaging my folds generously; evoking a loud moan from my lips.

Picking me up with one hand, I wrap my legs around his waist, grinding my hips against his fingers as he continues to curl his fingers inside of me, pleading for me to cum for him. As his fingers encouraged me, so did his lips. Adonis kisses me hungrily, asking me repeatedly to let loose for him, to give him what we both wanted and deeply desired. With all these naughty questions and obscenities escaping his lips as my hushed pants grow louder, he carries me up the stairs, down the hall and to my bedroom.

Reaching the bedroom threshold, still in his arms, I placed my hands on the door frame. “You gotta let go baby girl” Adonis calls out, releasing his fingers from my wetness. Groaning at the feeling as he uses both hands to hold me, I pleaded with him. “No Adonis, not here. We can’t” I objected. He continued to pull me away from the door frame, “Why not?” he asked. “Just stop alright. I don’t…” Before I could finish my sentence, Adonis holds me tight and bolts into the bedroom, throwing me onto the bed. He climbs on top of me and kisses me hungrily with his hands pinning me down by my wrists.

Frustrated, I bit his bottom lip so he’d get off of me. “Yo what the fuck Tash?” he asked sitting up, touching his lip, pulling his bottom lip down to see if I drew blood. “I told you not to bring me in here!” I say, trying to push him off the bed. Adonis stumbled off the bed and grabbed my iPad from the bed on the way down. He stood up and scrolled through it, examining the content on the screen. “What’s the problem ma? Sex is meant to be in a bed, is it not?” he questioned. I got out of bed and snatched the device from him. “What you reading anyway? It look like some freaky shit?” he questioned staring at me.

Closing the app of the blog, I connected my iPad to my Google Home Mini in the bedroom. With a few clicks, I found a song to put on an infinite loop for the night. Adonis wouldn’t be here much longer, and I needed some music to drown out this stormy weather for the night. Placing my iPad on the nightstand, I turned to see Adonis stripped naked. It was wrong to see him like this, at any time, but I couldn’t deny the fact that he looked so damn delicious right now. He sat on the edge of the bed. I was in reach of him, he swiftly pulled me by my robe and I fell into his lap straddling him. “Why you buggin?” he asked softly looking into my eyes. My eyes traveled from his face down to his chest, and to my bedroom. I was overcome with grief and regret.

“You know we can’t do this here D.” I say caressing the side of his face, “He could be here any minute” I reply lowly feeling my nose turn red, any minute now I knew I’d be tearful. Adonis wanted to say something but knew there was nothing more to say other than the truth, King wasn’t coming back anytime soon tonight, and he was knew it. Adonis had a firm grip on my ass and squeezed it happily, “I’ll leave when the rain slacks up, aight?” he questions. Nodding in agreement, he places a soft kiss to my lips, then down to my collarbone. Questions loomed in my head as I looked around my bedroom as he held me. “D?” I spoke softly. “What’s up?” he asks sucking my collarbone. I rolled my eyes in pleasure as my French manicured nails sunk into his shoulder blades.

“Were you nervous that we’d caught the night we met?” I asked. “Nah” Adonis replied, unchanging, sucking away at my delicate skin. I bit at my bottom lip watching him intently. “Why not?” I asked lifting his chin to face me. Adonis sighed, he was annoyed that I was interrupting him. “Natasha, he’s not coming back tonight if that’s what you’re worried about. The night we met, I knew Merc wasn’t coming back. Just let me do what I gotta do before the rain slacks up and I’ll be on my way” he responds with a quick peck to my lips. Going in for another kiss, I place my finger over his lips. “Have you no conscience?” I questioned abruptly.

Adonis flared his nose. “I’m not leaving you alone tonight to sulk over him, aight. He’s out doing what we bout to do right now, so just get over it and let me handle this right here” Adonis breathed out as he slipped his hand between my thighs swiftly. Opening up for him, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he lifted me onto the bed getting on top of me, hovering me. Laying my body onto the bed, my head rested onto King’s pillow. My eyes were fixed on Adonis as he removed my silk shorts, followed by my robe and silk top.

“Just relax” Adonis replies, placing soft kisses to my neck, caressing my breasts. Taking in a deep breath, my eyes fluttered as I stared at the ceiling hearing the music playing.

Rescue Me – by Ashanti

“Save me, save me, save meee….” Loomed in my ear as his tongue circled my hardened nipples. My bottom lip was wedged in between my teeth as my hands grazed his back roughly. I looked down at him, caressing the top of his head, admiring his low hair-cut. Worry overcame my face as I watched him kiss down my stomach hovering over my bikini line. I knew this feeling all too well, anticipating for him to invade my wet cavern with his tongue. With a slick smirk, Adonis pushed my knees in my chest and placed soft kisses in between my thighs. Groaning softly, my hands traveled to my thighs, spreading my lips for him, revealing my exposed, wet clit. As my eyes connected with his, a low grunt escaped his lips as licked his lips seductively.

My chest rose and fell heavily as his mouth met with my pussy. Adonis’ tongue circled and sucked my clit with fervor. Arching my back, I struggled to keep my legs close to my chest as his speed picked up. He sucked my flesh roughly while inserting three fingers into me rapidly pounding me. Loud moans escaped my lips and the squelching noises of my pussy intrigued me. Sitting up on my elbows to watch in awe, I couldn’t believe that through all of this fear, I was still aroused at how he handled me. Adonis paused from eating me, and continued to pump his fingers in and out of me, making eye contact. “You like that?” he panted as his strong arms flexed while pleasuring me. “Fuck!” I let out throwing my head back. Watching his thumb rub against my clit while he finger fucked me, it sent me over the edge. The intense sensation was too much to bare and I couldn’t stay on my elbows to watch. Falling back into the bed. Adonis pushed my knees back into my chest roughly and sucked my pussy. Sucking me with pleasure, his tongue traveled all throughout my pussy. Sucking on my lips, he palmed my ass and lifted my lower half off the bed feasting on my pussy like this was his last meal. Moaning, I held onto my chest tightly, gnawing at my bottom lip in pleasure, I locked my legs around his neck, grinding my hips against his tongue.

The louder I moaned, the faster Adonis went working his tongue into my pussy. Lowering me back onto the bed, he released my legs from his neck and spread my lips wide. Exposing my swollen clit, flicking his tongue against it rapidly, sucking at it harshly humming against it to get a rise out of me. I couldn’t stop moaning, I couldn’t control the obscenities leaving my lips. The way my body shook under his control was unbelievable. Giving my pussy one last suck, he slapped my clit playfully and leaned over me with a kiss to my lips. Cupping his face, I deepened the kiss inserting my tongue. I caressed his shoulders and gripped his back as I felt his dick fall in between my thighs.

Low grunts escaped Adonis’ lips as he caressed my sides, hugging my waist tightly. Pulling away for a moment to look at him, I was utterly amazed, disgusted, and confused all in one. “Bae, you should be home” I spoke lowly brushing his top lip. “I’m right where I need to be” Adonis replied with another kiss. “No” I argued in between kisses. “You should be at home with her.” I say caressing the side of his face. “Tasha, I’m good right here. Stop worrying” Adonis responds. I could feel his fingers circling my entrance slowly, Adonis knew exactly how to stay in my good graces. There wouldn’t be any other chance to talk to him about this, and I had to before it was too late.

“Less talking, and more relaxing baby girl” Adonis reassured as he entered me deeply. The feeling of his thickness engulfed me quickly. I instantly felt filled in a pleasurable, but rough way. “Fuuucckkkk! I left out as he lifted my legs and rested my feet on his shoulders. His thick member was entering me at an angle with precision. His quick strokes were knocking the wind out of my chest faster than I could react. I grabbed the pillow next to me and bit it as he continued to pound me. “You don’t need that, you a big girl. Let the neighbors know who beating this pussy up!” Adonis warned as he snatched the pillow from my grasp. “Don’t be shy” he barked as he slapped my thigh. As moans escaped my lips, I clawed at his chest trying to get him to slow down and come close to me. With failed attempts, Adonis grew tired of me and urged me to turn over.

Getting on all fours, I arched my back awaiting his entrance when he grabbed my neck and pushed me into the pillow. With my left cheek into the pillow, I inhaled deeply, taking in the mahogany scent of King’s pillow, my nose tickled and that feeling crept into my belly. That feeling of fear and guilt settled, my eyes watered with a crushing blow to my pussy as Adonis plowed me roughly, slapping my ass as his balls collided with my clit repeatedly.

Biting at the pillow I could hardly keep my composure with how fast and strong Adonis’ thrusts were. The sounds of sirens, harmonies, and the instrumental loomed all over the room as Ashanti continued to hum over the track. Hearing the sirens intensified my fears as to what could happen if we were caught. “I can’t hear you baby girl!” Adonis called out as he slapped my ass hard, I felt a sting to my right cheek. I just knew if I moaned he’d hear me sob, he’d know that this entire time that I hid my moans back because of my tears. “Aht Aht! Don’t run from this dick!” he warned pulling me back onto him as I tried to grab my pillow from the opposite side of the bed to get rid of King’s. “The rain hasn’t slacked up yet” Adonis replied as he continued to stroke me.

Forming my hair into a ponytail, Adonis grabbed a fistful of my hair and held it taut as he put an arch in my back, fucking me with all his might as my ass clapped on him repeatedly. By the way of inertia, the way he had me it was only natural for gravity to come back down and work with his heavy dick and against my ass to bounce off him in such a brutal manner. This dick that he was giving me, it was indebted to me, it was like he wouldn’t stop and even if he wanted to, he wanted me to know that I belonged to him. No matter where I’d go, I’d always be reminded of the fact that he fucked me in my shared bed with King. I was confident that he was gonna cum soon and this would be over, but to my avail, Adonis had other plans.

With a final thrust, Adonis lifted me from the bed, holding me in the air he turned me to face him and sat me in his lap. I had no time to hide it, and he examined my tear stained face. Sitting in his lap with him still inside me, he wiped my face. “What’s wrong?” he asked with concern. I shook my head and sighed, “Do you love her?” I asked bluntly. Adonis’ mouth opened but no words came out. He looked down and back up at me. “Come on Tash. I..” That unwanted feeling of rejection brewed in the pit of my stomach and I tried to fight the feeling as it washed my face but I couldn’t. I turned red and I knew the tears would flow. “I’m here. Right now, with you. Tash I love you too.” Adonis admitted, his dimples appeared, and his chest flexed out of reflex. I raised my brow and attempted to remove myself from him, but he held my waist. “I gotta feel you. Don’t” he pleaded, holding me steady and firm. Sighing, I pushed my hair behind my ears. “Then why are you marrying her. If that isn’t what you want, why do it? What if you’re making a big mistake!” I asked.

“I’m not. She knows what it is between us, and she knew this coming into it. Mercedes is marrying me for security of my money and what I have to offer her.” Adonis says slowly grinding into me to keep himself erect. I bit bottom lip at the feeling of him filling me. I held onto his shoulders and gave in for a moment, I leaned against his chest and could hear his heartbeat. Turning my face into his chest, I placed kisses onto his chest as he caressed my back, pulling me into him to ride him, putting more pressure onto him as I came down. Something about this felt different, more sensual, and personal. We stared into each other’s eyes as I continued to grind on him. Nothing but gasps and inaudible words left our lips as his hand captured my neck. This couldn’t have been a more perfect time for the music to explain how I was feeling in this exact moment.

“I come alive when I feel your touch And I could drown in this pool of love Now, you could get what I'm thinking of Come rescue me What you think couldn't be replaced If you were gone, I would find a way To get you back 'cause I love the way you rescue me Laying here with you in the dark I always knew you could shift my heart When I'm with you, I don't wanna stop, so rescue me Only you can fulfill my needs Take me away from this agony I wanna live out my fantasy, just rescue me”

Adonis placed passionate, rough kisses under my chin as his hips pumped faster into me as I came crashing down on his dick as he clawed my back while he kept a steady grip on my neck. My eyes stayed connected to the ceiling as my hand parted my lips to massage my clit. I bit my bottom lip in an attempt to pleasure myself while he kept a steady rhythm stroking me. “I love you. I don’t know how else to say it. I don’t wanna lose you because of the shit I’m wrapped up in. I’ve always kept it 100 with you, and I don’t want this to change. You know what this is with us, and you know I’ll fuck him up over you if I have to. I don’t give a fuck about this bed, or this house. All I care about is you.” He groaned to me as the instrumental loomed again for the third time. I caressed the back of his neck and held onto him tighter as I felt myself about to release onto him.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I finally looked down at him. “Stop making this harder than what it has to be. Just call the shit off. I’ll… I’ll leave him” I say. A smile formed on Adonis’ face as he placed a kiss to my cheek. “You do what you gotta do baby girl” he said kissing me, “You know it’s not that easy for me right now. One thing I don’t do, is break promises. I promised her what I would do once she came home and stopped that directing shit. Now I gotta hold my end of the deal and give her my last name Tash” Erik let out continuing to pump me. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me, as if I was having an out of body experience at what I had just said, and how he responded. Did he really just confess his love for me and diss me all in one swift stroke? Did I really just say that I would leave King for this nigga?

My jaw dropped at his response as I searched his eyes. The pleasure of his strokes delivered an orgasmic look on my face instead of utter shock. I couldn’t say or do anything but stare in his eyes as I felt myself reaching my peak once again. I could feel Adonis twitching inside of me as his dick throbbed more prevalent. This was his way of alerting me that he was reaching his peak. Knowing this, I made my best efforts to slide out of him, but he was so far gone in my pussy he didn’t care to move me. He held me tight and continued to pound away as I held onto his shoulders moaning, groaning and riding out my orgasm finally. I coated his dick within seconds, raining on him, the feeling was so powerful my eyes watered. Smiling, Adonis wiped my eyes, kissing my face all over as he continued to push me into another climax.

I was at lost for words, still dumbfounded at the revelation, I was full of sexual pleasure, yet stoned in the face to speak. The only thing left to do was to enjoy the music and mentally pray that the rain would slack up so that Adonis could go home. I couldn’t process any of this in my frame of mind right now, and he knew it. With one deep stroke and a bounce of my ass, a feeling of warm liquid filled my body. Looking at Adonis, I knew. I had every chance to get him off of me, and I didn’t fight back to move him. This was the second time and this would be his last. I felt myself growing hot, to anyone… well to Mercedes I’m sure if this was her right now, she’d be happy. But with the news that I just received from Adonis, and the fact that King and I are at odds right now, this isn’t how I imagined tonight going. The fact that Adonis made me his cum bucket, turned me off in every way.

Pushing me on my back and onto the bed, Adonis kissed me passionately, pulling out of me. He sucked at my bottom lip while his index finger slid in and out of my pussy. It’s like he was pushing his seed deeper into me, but he was so slick with pleasuring me, I couldn’t grasp the concept fast enough. It was like he had me in a trance in this very moment, I placed my hand on his chest and stopped him. “What’s wrong?” he questioned. I stared at him a moment, not realizing that he was still playing with my pussy. I sat up and left the bedroom and entered the bathroom. Closing the door behind me I took a quick bathroom break. Washing my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror and felt like a different person, a woman I didn’t recognize. I felt myself about to cry and quickly calmed myself down. I grabbed a hand towel and dried my hands off. I glanced down at my toothbrush and noticed my pack of birth control. Picking up the pack I stared at it, noticing that there were more pills in the pack than there were pills taken. My mouth fell agape and reality set in.

Turning the pills around, I took a moment to think. Shaking my head in disbelief I threw the pills across the bathroom and cried silently. “Everything okay in there?” Adonis called out from the bedroom. I was too upset to say anything, so I turned on the shower and stepped inside. I sat down in the shower and just cried to myself. How could I have let this happen? Was I really too far gone to realize that I hadn’t been taking my birth control correctly? Or was I too consumed into Adonis to realize that I hadn’t had a period for two months now?

ADONIS

I hadn’t heard a peep out of Natasha since I asked if she was okay. I could hear the shower running and the rain outside was beginning to slack up. I glanced at her nightstand and the clock read 2:30am. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to check on her. “Tash?” I called out when entering. No response. Walking inside, I saw a pack of pills lying by the bathtub, I picked them up and noticed that only two pills had been taken. I placed the pill packet onto the sink next to her toothbrush. I sighed heavily and walked up to the shower, “Tash you good?” I asked before opening the glass door. No response.

Opening the door, I found her crouched down on the floor with her head resting on her knees. I closed the door behind me and sat down beside her. “What’s wrong?” I asked her. She looked up at me with heavy red eyes. “Leave” she said lowly. “What?” I asked her gently caressing her arm. “LEAVE!” she yelled in my face. “Just leave Adonis! Get out of my house!!!” she yelled at me pushing me with tears flowing from her eyes. “Aye chill. I just came in here to check on you.” I said holding my arms up in defense backing away from her. “Don’t! Go home to your future wife! Leave me the fuck alone!” She remarked coldly. I was surprised at her demeanor. I mean, I was honest with her about my feelings, we just had good sex, and now she wants me gone. I stepped out of the shower walked back into the bedroom.

Within minutes, I heard the shower turn off. I finished getting dressed when I saw Natasha standing at the threshold in a towel. “Can we talk before I go?” I asked putting on my black Nike shirt. “No” she said in a curt tone. “Like you said you’d leave when the rain slacks up and it’s time for you to go. So leave.” She said simply. I patted my pockets to make sure I had my phone, wallet and keys. I walked up to her, and pulled her into a deep kiss, holding her close to me, caressing her body through the towel. Natasha breaks the kiss and rubs my bottom lip with her thumb. “I don’t want you here when he gets back. Get back home to Merc while you still can. Just go” she said in a quivered voice. I held her chin looking at her a moment. “I meant what I said Tash. I love you. Don’t forget that” I said to her. “I know” she said looking down. “It won’t always be like this” I said caressing her face. She looked down and tears fell from her face, “Please go Adonis.” She said through gritted teeth, her hand was balled in a fist. I placed my hand over her fist and hugged her tightly. I meant every word, and maybe, maybe she was upset with the truth, but I couldn’t lie to her, I cared too much for her to keep her in the dark about Mercedes and I still getting married. She kept it real with me about her and King and I respect her for that. I placed another kiss to her lips and pulled away from her. She followed me downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed my jacket off the hook, and I walked out the door.

I felt uneasy about leaving Natasha like that. I wanted to stay all night and keep her company, but she was right I had to go home to my future wife Mercedes. The closer I got to home, the more I couldn’t get over the look in Natasha’s eye when we were in the shower. Finally, we could be open with each other, but something about leaving her left me wondering. What if King doesn’t come back for her?

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itsthelab · 4 years ago

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Thoughts...

Not when I have thoughts of you running all around inside of my head. How is a nigga supposed to get any sleep when all I can think about is tasting you. Wait, “tasting” is not the word I want to use. No, I just don’t want to “taste” you, I wanna fucking devour you. I wanna suck on your clit while your legs rest on my shoulders and I’ll have one hand rubbing on your thighs while the other finger fucks your wet ass pussy. It’s amazing how you can get so wet, so quickly. I could come behind and give you a tight, strong hug and kiss the back of your neck and that would be enough to make your faucet start to leak. Damn girl, thinking about your wet ass pussy got my dick rock hard right now.

Real talk though, I lost count of how many times I’ve laid in my bed with my eyes closed and stroking my dick to thoughts of you. No, let me correct myself. What I meant to say was thoughts of us, stroking my dick to the thoughts of us. My eyes would be closed as I slowly stroked my dick while I envisioned you on top of me. You would grip my dick real firmly, so firm you could feel my heartbeat from the vein that is in the center of my dick. You would hold tightly as you slowly slid your pussy down my dick as you straddle me. I love the way you would moan once all of my dick was inside of you. You would sit there a second as if you were enjoying the way my dick inside of your pussy made you feel, how did you put it? Oh, yea I remember……” Full”. That’s when I would start to slowly stroke my dick at the thoughts of you riding my dick slow. Thoughts of how you would rub my chest as you ride me. Thoughts of how you would bounce your ass on my dick making your pussy glide up and down my dick. Thoughts of how good it feels when your pussy is creaming all over my dick. Thoughts of how you would hop off my dick and slowly lick off all your pussy cream on my dick before trying to swallow it whole. Fuck girl, now you got me stroking my dick faster. I don’t even need any lotion, not with the way thoughts of you got my dick leaking from all this pre-cum. Stroking my dick like this feels so fuckin good but I know your pussy would feel so much better. I wish it your warm, wet, tight pussy squeezing my dick instead of my hand. Damn, my balls feel so heavy right now. If I keep going I’m gonna erupt and make a large mess all over my stomach and chest. Should I keep going baby or should I stop?

How can I stop stroking my dick when all I can think about is fuckin you from the back? You’re trying to run away from this dick but I grab your hips to pull you closer and push your head down and start to fuck you faster and harder. Yea girl, “Where fuck you think you going girl? You can’t run from this dick or this fuckin I’m about to give you.” All I can think about is the you moan as I fuck you while looking in your eyes. The way your legs would wrap around my waist as I drive my dick in and out of your pussy. Got Dammit, I’m not gonna last much longer. Baby, you gonna make a nigga bust nut and I’m not even fuckin you. You see how much power you have over me? I keep stroking my dick faster and harder while imagine you’re fuckin me faster and harder. I try to hold back but it’s no use. I close my eyes tight and finally surrender to my thoughts. I moan your name before I explode all over my chest and stomach. I pretend that it’s your wet warm womb that my dick is unloading inside of.

It’s funny how when you’re not doing any fuckin and going through a drought all you can do is think about sex. I swear all I can think about is us and all the things we’ve done and what I would like to do as well. When I wake up in the morning my dick is rock hard pointing to ceiling. I stop sleeping with boxers on because the shit got to uncomfortable lmao. Before I go to sleep at night I go through the videos we’ve made on my phone. Damn girl, I swear every night I am stroking my dick to the thoughts of us. Every time right before I release I close my eyes and moan your name as I make a huge mess all over my chest and stomach.

I remember when you were sucking my dick for the first time. Fuck, it felt like your mouth was making love to my dick. The way you look up at me while you were on your knees, my dick in your mouth and you said “Fuck my mouth daddy”. The way you trace your tongue down middle of my dick and across my vein had me going crazy. I remember when you took my hand from the back of your neck and placed it on your pussy. “You see how wet my pussy? You see that daddy? That’s how much I love sucking your dick.” When you told me that shit right there I almost lost it. When I told you were I was about to cum you told me to cum all over your face cause you know I love that nasty shit. I couldn’t help but make a mess over your face but you didn’t give a fuck. You remember how you grabbed my dick I started stroking it while you sucked my the head. “I want more. Give me more daddy.” that’s what you said to me as you were making sure my balls were bone dry. Fuck, even typing this shit is making my dick hard as fuck.

After all that I had to eat your pussy like my name was Shang Tsung and I was trying to steal your soul. I still remember how your clit was already poking out as I laid you on your back and spread your legs wide open. How your wetness was leaking from your pussy to the bed sheets. I still remember the sounds you made as I sucked your sensitive clit while finger fucking your pussy at the same time. Damn, I still remember how you got so wet your juices were leaking down my hand. I remember how you grabbed my head and started to grind your pussy across my face and tongue. The way your hips bucked as your grip tighten.

After you came twice on my face do you remember what you did? Do you remember how you pulled my head up to kiss you and how you licked up all your own juices off my lips. Do you remember how you grabbed my dick and put it inside of you and told me “Fuck me”. I’m not gonna even lie I wasn’t ready. I thought I was leaking like a fucking faucet. When you were riding my dick your wetness was leaking down my balls to crack of my ass. I never experience no shit like that. I had a woman tell me and I quote “I’ll suck your dick so good you will have to wipe your ass” but never met a woman whose pussy was so wet I would have to do that. Like I said before I wasn’t ready and I knew that I wasn’t going to last long but fuck it if I’m going to go out I’m going to go out with a bang. I still remember hitting you from the back and how you wouldn’t even hold back. The way you threw it back, the way every time I pulled back you pulled me back closer and told me to “stop running”. In no time I couldn’t help but fill your warm womb with my life essence.

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mbakuetshurisprincess · 5 years ago

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Needed Me

AN: OK so I’m kind of in love with this fic like hardcore love it. But like y'all I had to write a toxic Erik it just felt like the right thing to do. SORRY! Like always big ups to: @chaneajoyyy for da proof read!

Summary: A relationship that’s dragged on and off for years has come to it’s peaking point.

Pairing: Toxic Erik x reader

Warnings: cussing, threatens of killing, yk the normal Erik shit

Word count: 1,843

Suggested listening: So Gone (What My Mind Says) - Jill Scott

“C’mon bring ya ass outside Y/N this is your last warning.”

“Erik please can we just talk about this over the phone we don’t need to be face to face.”

“Y/N you know I have no problem killing that punk ass nigga that’s in there with you, I suggest you get you shit and come outside right now before it gets bloody.”

“Fuck” you hissed. You knew Erik wasn’t playing around about what he said. You grabbed your purse and jacket and opened the front door.

Erik Stevens was a toxic son of a bitch. No sugar coating the fact that he relied on his good looks and natural charisma and it made him spoiled in his young adult life, when he saw something that he wanted he got it with ease and very little push back. And his freshman year in college he decided that what he wanted was you.

The first time that you guys were together it was picture perfect, he would pick you up from class and spend the night in your dorm room. The breakup however was messy, accusations of cheating flew around in a whirlwind of problems you had with Erik and it was just one of many things that caused the fall of your relationship. A month later, just when you had started healing from your relationship he came back to you, his brother in Oakland died and you were the closest thing to family he had at Stanford. Obviously you welcomed him back into your bed that night allowing him to release all of his stress onto you and then holding him when he processed the realization of his family member dying. But by your sophomore year same as before your relationship had been plauged with rumors of cheating this time from both parties and after a fight in which he chocked you up onto a wall, but because you both were horny fucks only turned into a fit of passionate sex. But after that it was done you kicked Erik out and he stayed out, blocking him on all social media and stopping sharing your location with him. All ties were cut.

But nearly 4 months later when he saw you grinding up on a random nigga at a kickback his blood starting boiling, how dare you let him touch you like that you were practically humping him at this fucking party. And does that nigga not know who Erik is?? Most guys at Stanford steer clear of you in order not to piss Erik off but this guy doesn't seem to care. Erik didn’t remember much about that night just fist colliding with a face and your shrill scream begging him to get off of whatever the guys name was. He made you go home with him and the entire car ride you rode in silence.

Up the elevator: Silence

Walking throughout the hall to get to his apartment: Silence

Entering into the common room that he shared with his two roommates: Silence.

You didn't finally erupt until you walked in this dorm

“Are you fucking kidding me Erik!” you threw your jacket down onto his bed.

“Watch who the fuck you're talking to Y/N” Erik said as he started removing his jacket and shoes.

“Why would you do some shit like that huh? You don’t want anyone to be happy unless it’s with you!”

“Shut the fuck up and let’s go to sleep” Erik said lazily as he removed his shirt and laid out on the bed. He knew what he was doing, his body and the sex that came with it where the only reason you guys stayed together. BUT his little trick wasn’t gonna work this time.

“No. I’m going back to see Brandon and apologize to him for your behavior” You reached to grab your jacket off the bed giving Erik the perfect opportunity to grab your wrist and force you to straddle him.

“Why you always gotta be so difficult hmm?” He asked as he used his free hand to stroke your cheek.

“Let me go Erik I’m serious, I need to go apologize to Brandon for your dumbass actions. He probably doesn't even wanna fuck with me anymore because of you” you wiggled slightly trying to release yourself from his grasp.

Erik let go of your hand and started stroking your thigh “You're not even trying to leave if we’re both being honest, if you really wanted to leave you would have left already. You like being with me, just admit it.”

You threw your head back and let out a sigh, Erik wasn't wrong, you always felt comfortable around him and right now was no different but you couldn’t let him know that. Today was the day that you were going to end a very vicious cycle. You got off of Erik and grabbed your jacket

“Fuck you Erik”

Erik chuckled at that “Ay princess” he called out to you as you walked out of his room “Let me find out that you're over that niggas house, I promise I wil come over and air that bitch out. Text me when you get home I don’t want to have to come find you myself.”

Erik was a man of action but for some reason you didn’t believe him this time, the first thing that you did as soon as you got out of his apartment complex was to call an Uber to Brandon’s place.

When it pulled up to his house you texted Brandon to let him know that you were outside and he opened the door to him. Honestly he didn’t look too bad for getting into a fight with Erik, you'd seen guys come out looking much worse, he just had a black eye with some puffiness. You didn’t say anything to him but a mutual understanding of the sorry’s that hadn't been said were being said with looks. He held out his hand to you and you took it following him into his bedroom. You both undressed and got into bed quickly, not wanting anything other than to just be in the others company. He knew about your relationship with Erik and he was the first person to help you fully realize just how toxic it was, even though you would never say it out loud. Eventually you drifted off to sleep while he held you in his arms, finally feeling calm.

You awoke to banging on his front door and by the fact that Brandon had just sat up you knew it couldn’t be good. Brandon didn’t get into anything on campus that would constitute someone knocking in his door at god what time was it? You reached over to grab your phone and soon realized what the banging was about. You had 36 missed calls from Erik, 17 facetime calls and 50 text messages. You were fucked plain and simple. That's when you heard it:

“Y/N I’m not fucking playing with you I swear to god come outside or I’m coming in there to get you” You could tell it was Erik and he wasn’t happy.

“Fuck” you muttered to yourself as you slid out of Brandon’s bed and started pulling on your skirt that you had worn and searched for your shirt.

“You can’t go out there Y/N” Brandon said as he got out of bed throwing on a pair of shorts.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK “I'm getting impatient Y/N!”

“No one else is gonna be able to calm him down right now, you just don’t get him. I’m not going back to him just talking to him.” You threw your phone and charger into your purse and looked around for your socks.

“That’s bull shit, you and I both know it. Just call him and see if you can work it out over the phone.”

You looked at Brandon and saw the desperation in his eyes. Not desperate for you to be with him necessarily but desperate for you to be away from Erik.

“Fine” you said as you put your shoes on.

You grabbed your phone and dialed Erik’s number.

“Hi baby” you thought sweet talking would work. I didn’t, but it did make Erik laugh.

“C’mon bring ya ass outside Y/N this is your last warning.”

“Erik please can we just talk about this over the phone we don’t need to be face to face.”

“Y/N you know I have no problem killing that punk ass nigga that’s in there with you, I suggest you get you shit and come outside right now before it gets bloody”

“Fuck” you hissed, you knew Erik wasn’t playing around about what he said. You grabbed your purse and jacket and opened the front door. There he was standing right in front of you, dressed in a wife beater and grey nike sweatpants with his piece sitting comfortably on his hip, you would never admit it but seeing him like that made you wetter than ever.

“Damn that nigga didn’t even walk you to the front door, what a bitch. Let’s go we got some shit to work out” Erik said as he wrapped his arm around your waist and led you to the car. You saw M’baku and T’challa sitting in the drivers and passenger seat of the g-wagon. Erik opened the door for you and you shimmed in. You had been in the g-wagon before but never in the back seat. You assumed using someone's Wakandan connection they had tricked out the back so it was enough space to lay down and still have space.

“T’challa do me a favor and put down the partition me and my girl need to exchange some words.” Erik said.

“You sure she’s still your girl” M’baku muttered causing T’challa to laugh as he closed the partition.

“You know how embarrassing shit like that is?” Erik asked you “we’ve been together since freshman year and niggas are still questioning our devotion to each other”

“They wouldn't have to if you didn’t give them a reason too.” you said in a hushed tone.

“You question my devotion to you baby girl? You think I’m out here fucking on other girls?” He slid his hand up your skirt and rubbed your inner thigh. “You gave me all of you, aren’t I right? I was your first everything, first boyfriend, first body, first love, let me make you feel good again. Like I did that first time.”

In your mind you flashed back to the night that you let Erik take your virginity, not even just the sex but the simplicity of everything. No one was arguing both of you were just 100% present in the moment just there with the other person.

You looked down at Erik as he pulled your skirt down your legs, he paused when he got it past your knees. “I need you to tell me that you want this, tell me that you need me.”

You heard your words that you said to Brandon echo in your head.

“I’m not going back to him.”

“I need you Erik”

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thefantasyride · 5 years ago

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New Year’s Surprise Part 2

Erik Stevens x Black reader

Part 1

Warnings: Fluff + Smut

Tags: @l-auteuse @soufcakmistress @thehomierobbstark @fd-writes @artsninspo @twistedcharismaaa @chaneajoyyy @killmonger-fics @sheisexcellent1

Erik finally shut the front door with his foot and locked it as Laila held onto him for dear life. He sat on the couch as she straddled him. She pressed her lips against his, pushing his locs out of his face.

“I missed you so much.”

Erik caressed her cheek with his thumb as he bit his lip. “I missed you too, lil baby. You have no idea.”

Laila kissed his face and wrapped her arms around his neck again, lying her head on his chest.

“You smell good as hell. I couldn’t wait to get back to this. Mmm.”

Erik rubbed small circles into her lower back as he buried his face into her neck, taking in the scent of brown sugar and vanilla.

Laila finally came back from her moment of bliss, lightly punching him in the shoulder.

“Ah, damn! What was that for?”

“For leaving me for three months, nigga. I was about to Facetime you for a little bit, eat my cheesecake, and cuddle up with my body pillow until I fell asleep.”

“You ain’t even gotta worry about all that, shawty. Big Papa is back.” He grinned at her as he patted his chest.

Laila scoffed and laughed.

“Whatever. Just don’t leave me like that again.”

Laila had so much more to say, but she didn’t know if it was the right time. She convinced herself that she would delve deeper into her feelings in the morning. He had been on a plane the majority of the day and she just wanted to enjoy being back in his arms.

Erik lifted her chin to look in her eyes before he spoke. “While I was away, I thought about you every single day. I could tell you were trying to keep it together while I was gone. Truth is, I was too. You know shit can get crazy in my world, but you decided to be apart of anyway.”

Erik paused, knowing he needed to cut to the chase. He closed his eyes and opened them again to see Laila’s honey brown orbs stare into his once again.

“I spent all day on the plane tryna come up with a clever way to tell you this and I don’t know no other way to say it. I just… I love you, Laila. You look out for me, but you ain’t afraid to call me out on my bullshit. I know I be wylin’ sometimes and there are plenty of girls who would just let me do whatever. Not you. You challenge me and I didn’t know I needed that until we got together. I ain’t tryna be long-winded, but after all the shit I’ve been through and seen while I was away, I knew I needed to get back to you asap and tell you that. I wanna be all up in your face and space for as long as you’ll let me. “

Laila tried to hold back her sniffles and dab her tears away. Neither of them were vulnerable people by nature, but they were both trying. She felt as if a weight had been lifted off her chest. He felt the same way she did all along.

“I thought about you everyday too and I was afraid to let you know how I felt. I knew you had a lot going on with your family that you had to handle so I didn’t wanna put anything extra on your plate, but I’ve felt this way for a while. I love you too, Snookums. With all my heart.”

Erik snickered at his nickname as he wiped away her tears. Erik glanced out the balcony window of her condo to see the fireworks from downtown.

The clock struck midnight on the dot. “Happy New Year’s, baby. Can I get my 2020 kiss or nah?”

Laila giggled as she rubbed his neck and brought his face to hers. Erik lifted her chin to press his soft lips against hers once more, caressing her face with one hand as he rubbed her lower back.

For the last three months, all they had was Facetime, phone conversations, and the photos they texted each other.

Both of their senses were heightened at every touch. Soft kisses turned into passionate ones, rubbing, and grabbing.

Laila pulled his Nike hoodie and t-shirt over his head with one tug, tossing it to the side of the couch. Erik followed suit as he pulled his old t-shirt over her head to reveal her pierced nipples.

She ran her hands down his chest and abs to feel the small scars all over his chest and torso. His body heat and touch had her senses in overdrive.

Erik bit his lip as she rubbed his chest. He swept loose curls from her bun out of her face before standing with her in his arms, heading to the bedroom.

Erik laid her against the pillows, pulling her shorts over her hips to toss them. No panties. She never wore any around the house, but her glistening center had him ready to ravish her.

Laila instantly closed her legs at the cool air, causing goosebumps all over her body.

“Uh-uh, you ain’t gotta hide from me.” Erik grabbed her thick thighs, pulling her to the middle of the mattress, placing soft kisses on the inside of her thighs before he got to her stomach and breasts.

Laila was trying her best to be patient, but she couldn’t wait. She moaned into his ear as he licked and sucked her neck as he kept her spread eagle. She was normally all for foreplay, but she was a ticking time bomb.

Laila grew impatient and raised up on her elbows to pull off his sweats and boxer briefs herself. Erik watched as she continued to undress him before wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer to her.

“Well goddamn!” Erik chuckled as her forehead wrinkled in sexual frustration.

“I want you now.”

“Say less, baby. I got you.”

Erik pushed her legs back to slide into her inch by inch. He hissed at her walls gripping him instantly.

Laila closed her eyes, toying with her nipple rings as he sped up. Erik gripped her thighs tighter to get her attention.

“Mm-mm, look at me.”

Laila gripped his forearm as she looked in his eyes. He glided in and out of her sopping wet folds, pulling her closer,

“Oooh fuck, baby, you’re so deep!” Laila pressed her hand against his stomach to alleviate the pressure. He caught her hand, pressing a kiss against her wrist.

“You tryna run from me? Huh?”

Laila gave up as she threw her head back into the pillows. She felt the pressure mounting as he slid in and out of her while he strummed her sensitive nub with his thumb. Her legs began to shake as a warning.

“Oh my God! Baby…” She whimpered his name as she tried to control her shaky legs.

“Let it go for me babe, let that shit go.” He slowed his stroke down but sped up rubbing her clit.

She let out a guttural moan as she squirted all over his hand and abdomen. He sucked on her bottom lip as he rubbed her shaky thighs.

“FUCK! I been waiting for 3 months to make you cum again. C’mon baby, give me another one.”

Laila swiftly rolled over and pushed Erik onto his back before she sunk down on his girthy member.

Erik slapped her thigh before gripping her hips as she rode him like her life depended on it. She wound her hips and bounced on his throbbing dick, causing him to groan her name.

“Fuck, Laila! Shit!” He squeezed her full breasts as she wound it up on him repeatedly. She had her mind set on riding him into oblivion the minute she opened her front door and saw his handsome face. Laila was finally getting her way and she was having a field day.

She rolled her hips in slow motion as she leaned forward to lick and kiss his neck. She knew what she was doing.

She giggled at his groans as she sucked his bottom lip. She teasingly mocked his words from 15 minutes ago.

“Let it go for me, babe. Let that shit go.”

She had a vice grip on his throbbing member and wasn’t letting up. Erik was doing everything he could to ride it out, but she was breaking him down slowly.

His breath quickened as he watched her breasts bounce as she moved up and down his length.

“Fuck, I’m ‘bout to cum. I’m cummin’ Laila! SHIT.”

Laila began rubbing her clit as her pelvis grinded against Erik’s.

“FUCK!”

Erik gripped her ass cheeks as they came together, panting to catch their breaths.

Laila lifted off of him to wrap her leg around his waist, kissing his lips.

Erik finally spoke, coming down from his high. “Happy New Year’s to ME. Shit.”

Laila giggled as she laid on his chest. “Welcome home, my baby.”

That concludes my first Erik Stevens/Erik Killmonger fic. Lemme know what y'all think!

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shaekingshitup · 5 years ago

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Grindin

A/N: EEEPP. This is my first attempt at a reader insert. Reader is always gonna be black. I missed a many of days. Here is the day 3 prompt because I liked this idea! Kind of based off my favorite coffee shop. Maybe I’ll do more for this lil story? 💁🏿 The chime for the door is literally from this song here.

Summary: Reader goes back home to open a coffee shop and meets a man that stirs some things in her.

“I love the concept,” you commented, “ I know we were only interested in black and blue originally. But can you do a mock up with gold lettering as well?”

“YAS! THAT! I like THAT! exclaimed Ray

“Already done,” Lulu noted and pulled out a secondary growler mock up from behind the print that you were assessing.

“You know me so well,” you smiled.

“Yeah, your ass is kinda predictable” she smiled back which earned her a tongue out.

This was your first meeting of the month and so far everything was going great. You loved that you could live out your dreams with the two people you trusted more than anyone in the world. Lulu had been by your side since you both realized you were the only two Spelman freshmen who were both from Cali in your class. By your second semester y’all were so inseparable that everyone thought you were sisters. And by year 2 you were already living together. Thank God y’all had separate interests which kept your friendship and now your business in a healthy and ever growing state. You were engrossed in the world of science. You had been a bio major who often volunteered at the local greenhouse. That helped you establish your small but busy coffee shop a year and a half ago. Lulu was a graphic artist whom also was in charge of all Grindin social media and the unofficial pastry taste tester. Ray had come along when the ladies were rooming together off campus. He was a community college to 4- year transplant at Clark Atlanta but the boy was born and raised in Macon, Georgia and he’d never let you forget it. It was evident that once he met the girls at a mixer in his first week, the friendship was a wrap. That spawned regular visits back to his parents’ homes on the weekends and even some holidays spent in the south. After graduation, the bond never broke. You and Lulu returned to Cali with Ray in tow so that he could use his business degree to help birth Grindin.

You glanced over to Sherell. The Brewista Lead for the morning shift. You knew that Sherell had been strugglin to keep up a healthy sleeping schedule with finals right around the corner and the nerves of her impending graduation from Lincoln. She was a sweet girl and you couldn’t stand to see her bare any more stress. You were so caught up in your thoughts about Sherell that you had missed the very clear topic change amongst your friends.

“Okay, but that nigga’s arms? They biggg. You know what that mean!” sad Ray pointedly at Lulu

“HA” she cackled, “ that don’t mean nothin’. My guy has really soft eyes and you know Y/N loves a guy who is easy on the eyes,” Lu quips

“Bitch, you see the caterpillar above those eyes? We don’t nee her birthin the next Helga Pataki in these streets”

“Ugh” you groaned as you rubbed your temple. “I don’t know how many times we have to have to do this but I do not under any circumstances want you two meddling in my love life,”

“But” they chorused.

“BUT NOTHING! Every human with an assumed penis and who looks like they got more than $150 in the bank becomes a contestant for your little game of ‘Win a Date with Y/N’! I run a coffee shop! Not a dating service. I’m done explaining shit to y’all. Stop harassing my customers and let my ass worry about who I am with! I mean that shit.”

“I told you we should have started addin females to the list,” whispers Ray as you walk over to the counter.

“Raymond Johnson the IV and Eyeluta Nicole Hathaway, if I hear one more word from either of y’all you both gone be banned from any pastries for the rest of the month” you spat feeling like the unofficial mother of your group yet again. You took a deep breath and continued toward the counter.

“Sherell, how’s it going?” you asked a you approached the register.

She sighed heavily.

“You know what? You need a break. Go in the back and relax your eyes a bit. I’ll man the front”

“Oh no. It’s really-“

You cut her off. “Get back there and relax a little. I think I know how to run a register,” you winked.

You were on the register and Antwon was pouring at the bar. You two were in a good rhythm. It was either bustling or there was one customer to tend to today. There didn’t seem to be any in between this morning.

GRINDIN rang out as the next patron entered.

“Welcome!” Antwon called out as you were assessing the stock supply up in the floor.

When you turned around you were met with... Well, you weren’t quite sure how to describe him. Fine was an understatement. Standing six feet tall was a milk chocolate wonder with a physique that his dark turtleneck and three piece suit couldn’t hide.

Keep it professional y/n

Before you could even get a breath out he growled “Y’all really got Clipse playin every time the damn door open?” He said this with his eyes glued to his screen as if looking up was such a difficult feat to conquer at 7:32 a.m.

“Yeah. It’s a signature touch,” you responded to the stranger. At your voice, he looked up and offered a smirk that probably made most women collapse at first sight. You still hadn’t made up your mind though.

“I’m feelin it.”

“Is this your first time here? I’m more than welcome to answer any questions you have about the menu or the store in general” you offered.

“Nah. I’ve been in a time or two before. Never seen you before,” he very openly eyed you up and down, “I normally let my assistant handle this shit though, you know Miss… “

“Y/N. Well, since you’ve been here before then you’re familiar with our unique take on the menu.” you supplied.

“Yeah, y’all rotate teas and coffees quarterly. You seem to keep a few staples- which I ‘preciate and y’all got some corny ass names for these drinks too.”

You bristled a bit at that last part. “There’s nothing wrong with a little creativity.”

“Never said there was, Y/N” At this point you couldn’t tell if you wanted to serve this man or show him the door. You chose the professional route.

“So, what does your assistant normally bring you Mr…?” you trailed off

“Just Erik is fine. My favorite is the single origin. Black. It’s always the best way to start my day.”

“Mine too.” you smiled. Maybe he isn’t so bad after all

“If you’re into the single origin and you love that bold, black, taste something similar with just a little more sweetness is Brew Thang.”

He chuckled. “See what I be saying about these names? How you expect a grown ass man to order a drink called ‘Brew Thang’?”

“It’s good. Once you have a taste, you won’t have a hard time getting it to roll of your tongue.” you sassed.

Oh fuck . I didn’t mean it like that. I gotta keep this professional. I don’t need a bad review from this guy.

He raised an eyebrow at you. “Oh really? Then lemme get a taste,” he said licking his lips. Your eyes widened slightly but he caught it.

“Size?” you asked looking down at the tablet screen.

“Large” he said with a bld and dark stare, “How much I owe you?”

“This one will be on the house. I want to make sure you’re satisfied.”

OH MY GAWD GIRL? WHO ARE YOU? WHAT IS COMING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH. PLEASE LEAD WITH YOUR HEAD AND LESS OF THE PUSSY

“Antwon, let’s switch. I’ll take the bar. You take the register!” You yelled out and quckly you two transitioned so that he could help the growing line of customer and you could bang out the drinks. Erik followed as you moved to the bar where he watched you work your magic. Once you were done pouring his drink you gave it to him. You got started not the next orders not the board but made sure to keep an eye on him as he took the first sip.

“Fuck ma. This shit good” It was your turn to smirk.

“That’s what I was trying to tell you. So now you’re hooked on the Brew Thang?”

“Oh yeah, I’m definitely satisfied.” You failed to hide your giggle as you called out that Ricky’s order was ready. Erik stuck around for a little after that inquiring about other menu items that you told him not be too quick to judge based on their names. The initial tension had dissolved and you two were in a comfortable rhythm of commenting on both the menu and the changes you’d seen in Oakland during the last few years. Thankfully there wasn’t a rush at the moment and it was fine for your to be off to the side of the bar answering any questions he could put forth. He was attentive to your passion regarding the menu and all that went into the shop as a whole.

“Hol up. You ain’t a barista. This is yo shit?”

“I prefer Brewista and yes. I do co-own this shop with my best friend Ray and we have a great Graphic Artist, Lulu, on deck too” The more he learned about you. The more he wanted to know.

“Okay Miss Entrepreneur. I see you. Damn, does that mean that you tha one that come up with these corny ass names then?”

You scowled playfully. “You keep talkin on my name and you gone catch these hands. I’m a professional. But I grew up on these streets. I can throw blows Erik,”

“My bad baby girl. I respect your grind.”

“Okay. So who really is the corny one here?”

“Whatever,” he smiled. A genuine smile with teeth and this made you want to melt right there. “Anyways, speaking of Brew Thangs, you got a ni-“

His phone rang and he glanced down cursing. He put up his index finger and gestured that he just need one moment. You nodded your consent.

“What up T?”

In that time that he took his call, you looked up and saw that you had a line out the door. Sherrell came back out to the floor and your two were in a great rhythm getting through the 16 drink orders that had come up. When you looked up again, Erik was no where to be found. Now that the shop was stable you let Sherell do her thang and went into the back to re-convene with Lu & Ray.

“Y/N we need to get you an award for best employer. You really be out here goin the extra mile for your staff,” Lu said. You lifted the corner of your mouth in a weak attempt at a smile.

“Uh uh. Hoe what’s wrong?” Ray said noting your dejected spirt.

“Now? Now you listen to me?!” you yelled. “ALLL the time, I tell yo asses not to intervene in my love life and the one time it may have actually been beneficial y’all were no where to be seen!”

“I know she didn’t” Ray said.

“Yeah. She did” Lu, retorted. “I’m gonna ignore your funky attitude because I can see you’re going through something sis. What’s the deal?”

“I was talking to this guy. This man. And y’all he was so charming and sexy as hell and he wasn’t afraid to talk about shit that matters and I just turned away to make some drinks and he disappeared! I really thought he was gonna make a move. Or at the very least that you two would move in on him and make me sit through another awkward date. But nooooooo, you two finally decided to respect my wishes for once and now Imma die alone!” you monologued.

“You done?” Lu asked.

“Yes” you pouted.

“Aww come here baby,” Ray said with his arms outstretched, “I’m sure he’ll be back.” He hugged your frame tightly and rubbed some circles into your back. “Especially if you turned around when you were in front of him, cuz BABY GOT BACK!!” He yelled.

You and Lu laughed as he started smackin your ass and shakin his own. Soon enough you were all in the back twerkin like it was the first night y’all meet all over again. Hopefully he’d be back.

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nahimjustfeelingit-writes · 4 years ago

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Imagine:

This will have multiple requests in one.

Erik and Reader just broke up, he wants to meet with reader so they can “talk” things through. Basically toxic nigga shit. Erik and Reader just broke up and Reader comes over to “pick up some things” arriving with a sexy outfit to tease Erik knowing he wants her back. Erik and Reader having a heated argument that turns into rough sex. Erik pushing his cum back into the Reader’s pussy.

Warnings: Dominant!Erik, Toxic!Erik, Rough sex, Nasty Talk. Suggested listening Kehlani- Toxic

Y/N: Erik I’ve been trying to hit you up all damn day! I need to come over and pick up the rest of my things. I didn’t want to barge in but since I still have the key I guess that’s what I’m gonna do since you want to be an asshole!

That was Y/N’s fifth text to Erik letting him know that she would be stopping by the apartment they used to share to pick up her things. She knew for a fact that Erik was doing this to get under her skin. Honestly, there wasn’t much of anything left at Erik’s place. Maybe she left her silk bonnet, maybe there are a few pairs of panties in his sock drawer, maybe she left a makeup pouch filled with glosses and mascara. Whatever it is, it wasn’t really important. Y/N knew exactly what she was doing but she didn’t want to come out and say it; admit it openly.

This ‘thing’ between her and Erik, it’s not something she’s used to at all. The breakup was heated and intense. Erik got sick and tired of Y/N’s misdirected anger, her lack of trust in him when all those women were from his ‘past’, and constantly withholding affection and attention from him. All those things Y/N couldn’t see but Erik felt like she was the blame for their split. Y/N, however, felt that Erik was toxic. He had a past that involved messy women, some claiming to have fucked him while they were together and others having a past with him that they wanted back. Y/N found out about a few when her and Erik first started dating that finally pushed her over the edge with Erik and his mess.

It wasn’t just the women, it was his past that he still didn’t want to discuss because it would ‘hurt her’ and whenever they had an issue that needed to be addressed Erik was very passive about it, lacking communication. Okay, so maybe both of them had some shit they needed to work on but every time they came close it would end up being an explosive argument with degrading names and items being thrown around. Y/N wanted to believe that Erik would change so they could figure things out but each and every time was a dead end.

“Erik, answer your goddamn phone. If I come in that apartment and I see you there with some girl it’s gonna be on and fucking popping!” She yelled.

Y/N left yet another voice mail while driving. Her playlist began playing again once she ended the call. While driving through Oakland, Y/N thought back to the first time she met Erik. It’s so cliche but the moment they locked eyes in a club she just had to have him. He walked up to her in the middle of the dance floor and without a word he made himself comfortable behind her, seductively rubbing her waist, grinding his crotch into her ass each time she wines her hips. She could feel Erik’s hand resting over her pussy through her short dress while he kissed down her neck. She didn’t even know him and yet the way he looked at her and touched her, she felt like she belonged to him. That memory played back like a DJ would a good track….

“You coming wit me?” That’s all he said.

“What?” She asks all shy, Erik’s head dipping low over her shoulder, his warm breath tickling her cheek.

“I SAID you coming wit daddy?” She didn’t really know how to respond to that blunt question.

He really played no cut cards. She didn’t give him a response, too overwhelmed by the way he whispered in her ear and caressed her. Once the song changed he left her standing in the middle of the dance floor, clueless and in a state of stupor as to what exactly just happened. The rest of that night, Y/N kept an eye on him, even made sure to follow him. She wouldn’t usually do that shit but dammit he had her hooked from one dance.

“So what, you following Daddy?” She has to blink twice from that, “You didn’t think I would notice you eyeing me and following me everywhere I went tonight?” He gave her a teasing smile that made her blush before eyeing him up and down with a tilt of her head.

“I would say that’s a bit stalkerish, don’t you think?” He says, making her smile wider, “Don’t worry, daddy ain’t going nowhere yet.”

“What makes you think you’re daddy?” She played along.

“What makes you think I’m not?” She didn’t have a response for that last bit. He had a habit of rendering her speechless.

Y/N snapped out of her recollection. She’s supposed to be angry with him right now not getting wet from the first time they met. Y/N frustratingly hits her steering wheel at a red light. How dare he make her feel like this. His dominance left a permanent scar on Y/N. This man had a hold on her and they have been separated for about three months now. His words kept playing in her mind over and over and over...

You’ll be back, girl, we both know you’ll be back.

There were a few times she felt tethered, unable to accept it. She sent him desperate texts drunk off of 1942 since the breakup in the beginning; drunkenly hitting his phone up, telling him how much she missed her daddy; missing the way he made her feel; wanting him to come through to her new place. He would, that same infuriating smug smile on his face because he was right. He’s always right. After the mind blowing sex Y/N would feel that she would forever be committed to their toxic relationship. It took her long nights of crying, blocking Erik’s number, and unfollowing him from social media for her to at least ‘try’ to accept things. After that, she hadn’t heard anything and that was within a month of leaving him. That was, until he started sending her DMs on IG…

BayAreasFinest: You should have blocked me on here too. What’s been up with you? Can we talk?

She read that DM, hearing his voice in those words.

Y/N: what do we have to talk about? We’re not together, remember? ain’t shit to discuss.

BayAreasFinest: I’ll pull up right now. I know where you stay...or did you forget?

He was being a smart ass. Yeah, Y/N did hit him up when she craved that thick ol’ dick but that was a month ago. Clearly, he should know now that shit isn’t that easy anymore...right?

BayAreasFinest: listen, I miss my baby girl. I just wanna talk this shit out, I really want to see you. I ain’t doing shit I can leave right now and come thru.

Y/N felt her groin all the way to her pussy throb when she read that message, even thinking about it in the present has her squirming in her driver’s seat. She knew exactly what he was trying to do, such a toxic nigga, turning her on when she’s supposed to be over him.

Y/N: Erik, I know what this means. Toxic niggas always want to talk in person, I don’t think so, all you’re gonna do is fuck the shit out of me. You and that dick can stay home. Bye!

BayAreasFinest: I wanna talk this shit out, Y/N, AND I wanna fuck the shit out of you. Don’t act like you don’t want this dick, ma. If you didn’t I would have been blocked on here but I’m in your DMs and you’re entertaining me, right? Stop wit the bullshit I’m pulling up and you better be naked with that ass in the air so I can put my face in it as soon as I walk in there. See you later baby girl 😛

Y/N didn’t respond but he was true to his word. Erik was at her door within thirty minutes. She kept it unlocked so he could easily slip inside. She was on her bed, with her ass in the air, a small; barely a fraction of her mind regretting this.

Don’t do it girl

The dick isn’t worth it, stop falling for his shit

You deserve better, babe

If he cares about you, he wouldn’t be playing games with you like that

“I see you got that ass arched like I told you to.”

Y/N’s pussy quivered from the sound of his voice alone. It’s been too long since she heard it in person and in such close proximity. She could smell the woody yet sweet aroma of the Australian Blue Cypress essential oil he always wore. She knew he especially chose that scent to ruin her further. Her vagina was extra slippery and Y/N couldn’t wait for him to lick it all up with his thick tongue.

“Keep that ass up baby. Daddy’s pussy is throbbing and I wanna eat and fuck that pussy from the back.”

“Please, Erik, just stick your tongue in my pussy I need it now,” she damn near begged him in an impatient tone. She was already going to kick herself for allowing this man to seduce her yet again, might as well get down to business and make her cum multiple times like he always does.

“Let me see you rub that sweet pussy first, I miss the way you used to play with it.”

Y/N looked back at him, once again reminded of how fine this man is. He looked like he’d gotten bigger since the last time she saw him. She remembers him saying how much he wanted to work on his lower abs and obliques to get that desired V-line. He definitely achieved that goal with how vigorously defined that area looked. After he removed his shirt nice and slow, he started working on his jeans and briefs. Right there, situated between his muscular thighs, is that third leg she tried for weeks to convince herself she didn’t need.

“That’s right, baby, keep playing with that pussy like that, I’m gonna bury my face in that ass,” He says while stepping out of his jeans and briefs before grabbing his colossal dick to stroke to the visual, “fat ass pussy...that’s right, get that shit nice and wet before I put my mouth on it.”

“Fuck, my pussy is goddamn wet because of you,” Y/N says while rubbing and smacking her clit from the back.

“It’s always wet because of me,” Erik walks up behind Y/N to slap her ass repeatedly while her fingers brought her to an orgasm, “damn, baby, I’m going deep in this perfect pretty pussy.”

Hearing Y/N’s pussy making smacking noises has Erik’s dick expanding in the palm of his hand. Erik smacks her fingers away from her pussy before getting down on his knees to eat it from the back. He was eating it like he was passionately making out with her clit and lips. Y/N kept throwing her pussy back into his mouth so that Erik would aggressively devour that pussy until she was a quivering screaming orgasmic puddle. He took the hint and started sucking and licking up every drop that leaked.

“I love this pussy so much, and you thought you were gonna keep this tasty shit away from me?” Erik slaps her ass, “You better cum in my mouth, Y/N.”

“Ahhhh, shit,” She spoke so low it sounded like a mumble while cumming on Erik’s tongue. He wasn’t finished yet. Erik wraps his arms around her thighs, pulling her closer and damn near off of the bed.

“Ride my face...what did I say?” Erik slaps both of her ass cheeks, “when I say bring that pussy closer you bring that motherfucker close and you better start riding my fucking tongue.”

Erik was licking, sucking, and kissing Y/N’s juicy wet pussy all the way to her ass and back. She felt a rippling orgasm rock through her so hard she fully sat on Erik’s face.

“Oh, yeah, baby,” Y/N says. she pulled the sheets into her fist tightly so that she could have something to hold onto while grinding on Erik’s lips. He would kiss her clit over and over causing Y/N to whimper.

“Ain’t baby girl you know what time it is right?”

“Time for daddy to beat this pussy up.”

He was about to deliver that middle of the night, can’t sleep, back blowing type of dick. Erik was back on his feet behind her, staring down at her creamy pussy between her thighs before taking his dick that leaked pre-cum, sliding it inside of her.

“....God...what’s my fucking name?” Erik asks while his dick slowly disappears inch by inch.

“Daddy,” Y/N clenched up. It’s been a while since she had his dick.

As soon as Erik was in all the way to the base he started stroking at a faster pace. He would push it in deeply, making her cream. She needed this so badly it’s not even funny. As soon as he worked her up Erik grabbed her hips and started banging her pussy like he was trying to make her tap out.

“I needed to tear your ass up for blocking my number, fuck is wrong with you?” Erik uses one of his hands to grab a fist full of Y/N’s hair, “fuck yeah, bitch, you can still take this fucking dick...more? You want more?” Erik was responding to Y/N screaming more please into her pillow, “Yeah, girl, back that ass up.”

“Fuck, Erik, Goddamn,” Y/N looked back at Erik while fucking him with a circular motion of her hips.

“Yeah, that’s how you learn to take this dick.”

“Baby,” She almost shed a tear with how good it felt.

“Get that dick, girl, there you go, take it all girl,” Erik couldn’t help but to meet her halfway with his strokes. Her pussy felt so good he couldn’t stop himself.

“Daddy, don’t stop-

“You bout to make a nigga cum, I got this ass looking like jello with how hard I’m wrecking your shit!!!”

It was like her ass was waving at him with how hard her ass clapped back against his hips. She was begging for his dick again and again, even reaching behind to dig her nails into his thighs so that he wouldn’t leave.

“Shit, Erik I’m about to cum don’t stop-

Y/N was cut off when Erik’s dick made her climax so hard she fell flat against the bed. Erik simply brought one leg up to the bed, his hands on her hips while he fucked her into the mattress.

“I love this pussy, yes,” Erik says, pushing himself really deep, holding it there for a few seconds before working her pussy at a faster pace again, “ima eat this pussy after I’m done I know this shit tastes real good.”

Y/N could feel her cream between her thighs and Erik’s messy balls slapping her ass from that position. She reached back, pulling Erik down by the back of his head to give her a kiss. His tongue slipped right in her mouth and Y/N sucked on it. She couldn’t stay latched on for a minute before she was moaning in his ear.

“I’m about to nut, baby,” Erik arches her back again so that he could finish out inside of her properly, “hold that pussy open just like that so I can dump this fat load in my pussy...that’s right, it’s my fucking pussy,” Erik takes his hand to wrap around Y/N’s neck before leaning forward to sink his teeth into her shoulder. The mixture of pain and pleasure caused Y/N’s tight pussy to grip Erik’s dick so hard she pulled that nut right out of him…

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Y/N forgot that she had pulled up to Erik’s apartment building. She forgot that she parked her car and left it running while her music played from her bluetooth. As it was mentioned before, Y/N knew exactly what she was doing showing up to Erik’s place for basically nothing. She’s wearing a short flabby skirt in white with a black and white wrap top with a snake skin design that has her girls sitting high, and some platform mules in black leather. Her kinky natural Afro is pulled into a high puff and her face is beat to perfection. To top it all off, she got an acrylic pedicure and manicure with a pretty yellow color which she knew Erik loved to see against her chocolate skin.

Her mind was so focused on that sexy memory, neglecting the fact that she was outside of Erik’s apartment and anyone could see what she was currently doing. With one leg up on the dashboard and her panties to the side Y/N is fingering her pussy with Erik’s name rolling off of her tongue between moans and whimpers. She used her free hand to try and keep her panties out of the way but there was no use, her creamy mess stained the fabric before she decided to pleasure herself. She was acting a fool for this man again. Car lights startled Y/N directly next to her. She dropped her foot from the dashboard and fixed her panties, hoping that whoever showed up didn’t see anything happening inside of the car.

Knock knock knock

The surprise of that knock startled Y/N; it was so rough and attention grabbing. She turned her head to the left, Erik’s face damn near pushed against the glass. He gave Y/N a dirty look before motioning for her to roll down her window. Y/N pressed the automatic button, her window descending. Erik leans against her open window, his forehead creased as he gave her a once-over; sizing her up. Her eyes were glossy and she had a little perspiration on the skin of her cleavage. Y/N hides her creamy fingers from Erik’s view so that he would notice what she was up to. The AC is on in her car and her Febreze car air freshener did mask her natural pheromones.

“Check this out, I was working late today at the facility. I go to check my phone and I see like ten missed calls and about five texts from you. I thought you blocked me?”

“I did, but I unblocked you. You could have told me that you were working, Erik.” Y/N says with a fresh wave of irritation.

“I said I was at work, didn’t I? you know how busy I can be. You told me to leave you alone so I’m just doing my job, ma. Now what’s up? why you here?”

Y/N bites back her anger so they wouldn’t end up in a screaming match. Erik worked as an aerospace engineer now, most of the time in aerodynamics and systems integration. He has some Navy and Military background as well, much of which he never really wanted to talk about, hence, the lack of communication. He’s wearing a nice pair of olive green khakis and a brown leather belt with a long cream-colored long sleeve dress shirt. The Bulova Men’s Diamond-accent gold watch that Y/N gifted him for Christmas when they first started dating was around his wrist and that same Blue Cypress essential oil was wafting from his neck.

“Helloo?” Erik says with annoyance.

“Uh, yeah...I was trying to get a hold of you because I need to get the rest of my shit,” Y/N exhales, “I was going to let myself in but since you’re here, I don’t need to do that now,” She gives Erik a fake smile.

“What shit? I don’t remember you having anything else at the apartment, Y/N. Is that really why you’re here?”

His eyes squinted at her with suspicion. Y/N pursed her lips before glancing up at the ceiling of her car with a roll of her eyes.

“Yes, I know I let a few things here and I need to grab them, that’s all. Trust me, I’ll be out of your hair so fast it’ll be like I wasn’t even here, okay?”

Y/N’s eyes darted to his lips before she turned away to look forward. Erik’s eyes flickered with amusement, his mouth curving into a smile before he finally lifted away from her open window, grabbing the handle to her car to open it for her. Y/N rolled up her window before turning her car off. She stepping out, her platform black leather mules click clacking against the blacktop. She opened up her back door to grab her black Louis Vuitton tote bag. Erik closed her driver’s side door before walking towards his apartment building. Y/N followed behind him before he held the door open for her to enter the building.

“Thanks,” she says before they both walked towards the elevator. She thumbed the button, keeping some space between them both so she wouldn’t accidentally rub against him.

“Where are you coming from?” Erik asks with a lopsided grin.

“Nowhere special,” She spoke dryly before entering the elevator.

“So this is how you dress now when you ain’t got nowhere to go? That’s new,” Erik stands directly in front of her to make her look at him.

“Why are you staring at me?” She asked without making eye contact with him.

“Because you look good, I like your shoes,” His eyes lowered to stare at her toes, “You think you’re slick.”

While he chuckles, Y/N glared at him. She wished she hadn’t. His onyx eyes smoldered and that half smirk of his made his mouth look extra inviting. It was his teeth and the way his tongue glided across them, his saliva making the gold slugs shine. The way he would twist his mouth to hide a smile made his dimples deepen in his cheeks.

“You’re coming over here to get your shit maybe I should come through your place to get my shit. My hoodies, my shorts, my t-shirts, all the shit I know you still wear.”

“Funny, I don’t. And whatever was at my place is in the trash since you took so long to come and get it.”

Erik kisses his teeth, “Says the person who clearly can’t move on and forget me,” Erik held the elevator door open for her to step off, “Coming over at 8 PM dressed like that, yeah, that really shows how you’re over me, girl.”

“I can’t dress nice without you assuming shit? And how the fuck am I supposed to forget you? Every time I go outside I see things that remind me of you like garbage bins and dog shit.”

Erik drew his lower lip between his teeth and his nostrils flared. He knew where this was about to go. Y/N has a lot of mouth on her and it always got under Erik’s skin with her slick tongue.

“So, do I need to remind you that ain’t no woman gonna talk to me like that, especially one that used to be mine?”

“Can you just open the door, please,” Y/N says while standing at his door with her arms folded, and a not so convincing frown on her face.

“Not until you fix your fucking face. Remember, you don’t live here anymore.”

Y/N stuck her nose in the air, “I’ll fix my face once you open this door and let me in, Erik. All I came here to do was grab my shit and leave-

“Not before getting dicked down, let’s not forget that part.” He finally pulls out his keys to open the door for her. If they were going to argue like always at least do it inside of the apartment. Y/N stomped inside, finding her way towards Erik’s bedroom in the darkness, the room where she used to sleep. Erik ignited just before tossing his keys on his kitchen island. He opens his fridge to grab a bottle of water to quench his thirst while she went on a hunt for whatever was left here, which couldn’t be anything because Erik would know about it.

“Need some help?!” He yells to her with sarcasm.

She didn’t give him a response back. Erik sighs, walking out of the kitchen to the hall that leads to the two bedrooms.

“Mind telling me what the fuck you are doing?!” Erik yells again.

“What else did I come here for, Erik?!!! I’m tired of repeating myself, just let me do what I gotta do and I’m gone!” She could be heard slamming his dresser drawer.

“Nah, don’t come up here slamming my shit around, girl, I will drag your ass out of here stop playing with me, Y/N,” Erik warned her with his deep, intimidating voice.

“Erik, bye.”

Y/N was currently rummaging through Erik’s sock drawer, only able to find a thong of hers, a g-string that came with a matching lingerie set she remembered wearing for Valentine’s Day. She was just about to place it in her tote bag when Erik snatched it out of her hand and put it in his pocket. Y/N shut her eyes before letting out a frustrated breath.

“Give me my thong back, Erik. I thought you said nothing was left here? Liar,” Y/N tried to dig in his pocket but he was much faster, stepping back before her long acrylic nails could even reach for him, “Nigga I’m not playing with you! who you saving that for? your new bitch?”

“Nah...not these,” Erik spoke slowly, his eyes darting to Y/N’s toes. That yellow against her chocolate skin made him grunt. Out of all the colors, she chooses yellow, his favorite color against her skin.

“Why not? You have no use for it so give me my shit back,” She spoke harshly.

“Oh, I have use for it, trust me,” He smiles, “anything else you need to grab? Cuz this thong is staying with me,” She lunged for him again, “How about you grab this dick like that, it’s getting nice and fat for you.”

“What’s the reason?!!!” Y/N threw her hands up angrily. She slammed his sock drawer, causing the entire ebony wood dresser to shake, various colognes and grooming products falling over, making a clattering sound.

“Bi-

Erik held his tongue.

“Nah, say it. But before you do, I wanna know why I can’t have my damn thong back. That’s all you gotta do is give it to me and we’re Gucci,” she tried to reason with him but Erik wasn’t about to give her that thong back, not when he used it to jerk off his dick and cum all over. Even after washing it the satin fabric still smelled like the scented oil she used. If she wouldn’t have showed up tonight he would be jerking his fat dick after a nice shower.

“I use it to cover all my nut in it,” He said casually, “You know how much I unload I gotta put it somewhere that reminds me of you.”

“Nasty as hell,” Y/N looked away from him, trying her best to calm her racing heart after he said that. If only he knew how the thong she’s wearing currently looked. He would be jumping for joy at the sight of all her creamy essence on top of her slick wetness covering the crotch.

“You wanted to know, I’m not gonna lie about it, you know me.” Erik takes a seat on the edge of his bed, “Now you can keep going, this shit is entertaining.”

“Yeah, everything I do is a damn joke to you, nothing new,” Y/N walks to Erik’s bathroom within his bedroom, turning on the light. The thin material of her flabby white mini skirt kept getting caught between her cheeks every time she moved. She was just teasing him about what he can’t have. Her calf muscles and thick thighs accentuated the round curvature of her ass. Those chocolate cakes were begging for some dick to wear that pussy out. With the skirt being white, Erik could see the color of her thong strap around her waist. They are a baby blue color.

“That ass is still thick I see,” Erik said.

“Where is my makeup pouch,” She spoke mostly to herself, ignoring Erik’s compliment.

“Walking up in my place looking like that and I can’t get none?”

She bends over to look under his sink, the side view she provided just as scrumptious. Ain’t no way she was bending over in public with a skirt that small. Her whole ass and the fat print of her pussy could be seen from the back.

“Y/N, I know you fucking hear me talking to you.” He was growing irritated. He knew all her little tricks and this was the biggest of them all, “you’re looking mad yummy right now tryna tease me, you know I don’t like to be played with, Y/N.”

“Oh yeah? Well, it ain’t yours so why does it matter?” Y/N gives up trying to find her makeup pouch in the bathroom, exiting back into the room.

“It’s still mine. We both know it’s still mine.”

“Last time I checked you don’t own this pussy, or me. You lost that privilege.”

“Then why did you call me and text me so much a few months back? You ain’t hesitate to tell me how much you needed me to fuck you though. So...the same thing is happening again. All you had to do was tell me you want daddy to fuck you instead of putting on this big ass front about nothing,” Erik stood up from his bed, walking up on Y/N and pushing her against the wall. She shoved at his hands before turning away from him. Erik grabs her chin to make her look at him.

“I will tap that ass out, Y/N. You done fucking playing with me?”

“...Erik, back the fuck up. Next time you put your hands on me, I’m slapping you right across your fucking face-

“And if you put your hands on me I’m gonna pick your little ass up and toss you on that bed, which is what you want by the way. I don’t know why you keep fooling yourself, girl, just give it up,” Erik takes his hands, dragging them down Y/N’s hips before bringing them around to cuff her ass. She pushed away from him, walking away but Erik pulled her back by her skirt, bringing her into the same position against the wall.

“Now...I’m gonna ask you this one question and you’re gonna answer it, okay?” Erik spoke to her sternly with his eyes deeply fixated on her, “Do you want me to fuck you? Yes or no.”

“No.” She spoke so fast It felt like she rehearsed that answer in the mirror before she left.

“Aight,” Erik backed away from her, “Grab your bag and get the fuck out then. Don’t show up to my place on some shit again and don’t blow my fucking phone up like that. Put me on block where I should be and keep it that way.”

Erik’s anger spiked so fast that Y/N could feel it overcoming her. He started undressing in front of her, ignoring her presence completely. Y/N gawked at him, honestly not expecting for him to say that to her; to dismiss her. She slowly walked up to his bed to grab her bag before turning to leave. Y/N stopped herself at the entrance to his room, looking back at him one final time before making her way down the hall. When she was gone, Erik stopped undressing, his briefs low on his hips. She really left. Rage pulsed through his veins. Did she expect for him to go after her? His apartment door could be heard shutting.

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Why was she kidding herself? That walk back to her car was a lonely one. She stood at her car, leaning her head against the roof of it. Erik was so close to fucking her. For a second, she thought he was going to take matters into his own hands and pick her up, toss her on that bed, and rip every piece of clothing from her body. A part of her was hoping for it...well, actually, all of her was. Leaving was a mistake. She thought that he would come chasing her, pulling her back into his arms and begging her to stay. That’s all she wanted from Erik was to beg her this time around. He couldn’t even do that. She opened her backseat door, throwing her bag inside angrily, uncaring that the contents spilled to the floor. Before she could even close the door, Y/N was pushed down in the seat. Fear pulsed through her while she turned to see who pushed her down.

“Erik?” She asked with wide eyes.

“Why did you leave?”

He wasn’t wearing a shirt, his bare torso and arms exposed in the evening. He has on a pair of b-ball shorts in black and Nike slides on his feet. He stared at her with a bemused expression. Y/N turned her body to sit properly in the back seat of her car.

“Did you want me to stay?” She asked him.

“I asked you a question first, Y/N, so answer it.”

“Erik,” She closes her eyes to calm herself, “Don’t worry about why I left. Ain’t like the shit matters to you anyway. Never has.”

“So you’re a mind reader now?” He tapped just fingers on the hood of her car, “You know so much about what’s going on in my fucking head.”

“I’m always chasing after you, Erik. I’m tired of that. Chase after me, how about that? When I walked away you should have stopped me. Instead, you let me go, so, now I’m about to go.” Y/N tried lifting out of her seat but Erik’s solid body blocked her from leaving.

“I’m here now, so what’s up?” He says, “I’m here now ain’t that enough?”

“Too late,” She argued back.

“Y/N, girl…” Erik puffed out his chest threateningly, “I’m here now and you ain’t going nowhere. Lay back.”

“For what?” She asked with a shaky voice.

“I’m about to show you’re smart mouth ass how much I miss you, now lay the fuck back.”

Y/N looked around her, “Out here?”

“Why act so surprised? You used to let me finger you while I was driving, it’s the same thing,” Erik got down in a squat, “Lay back so I can give you some sloppy head...I know that pussy is still messy from the way you were playing all in it earlier.”

Y/N facepalmed herself, “So you did see that? Fuck.”

“Yeah, I flashed my lights to get your attention. I know you were fingering that pussy because of me, Y/N. How you pull up in front of my place and fuck yourself? That’s my job.” Erik leans into Y/N, kissing her neck softly. She felt huffed before turning her head towards Erik, her lips smacking into his.

“There you go,” Erik spoke against her lips before his hands are on her hips, pushing her down, “you had the windows rolled up but I could only imagine how wet that pussy sounded.” Erik climbed on top of Y/N to kiss her some more while his hands pulled her skirt up around her waist. Y/N lifted her hips from the seat of the car to give him better access. Erik pulled the crotch of her thong to the side, revealing how delicious and phat she is down there, dripping all over herself. He had to get a look for himself with how soaked his fingers are from simply touching her.

“This is because of me?” Erik was mesmerized with how drenched she is. Y/N’s back arched from the seat. It’s been way too long since she felt Erik’s fingers on her pussy lips. The act of simply touching her with the pads of his fingers made her entire body come alive.

“You could have at least went without the panties if you planned on coming here like this, girl,” Erik spreads her pussy lips, “you don’t know how bad I want this pussy on my tongue...you got some fucking nerve playing with me, girl.”

Erik takes his tongue, making it flat and wide before cleaning Y/N’s pussy lips off. She grabbed for the headrest of the passenger seat from behind. Both of her thighs spread, one thigh pressed against the backseat and the other against the back of the passenger seat. Now, Erik used his tongue to spread her pussy lips to attack her clit with a slow curl of his tongue. He then wrapped his lips around her inner folds and started slurping her up into his mouth while simultaneously working his tongue over her clit. The gold cross chain around his neck kept grazing her asshole. He was savoring and relishing Y/N’s pussy with so much ardor that she had to grab a fist full of his dreads.

“Damn, baby, shit,” Y/N’s mouth opened in a silent scream, “this is all I wanted, daddy, shit,” Y/N kicked at Erik’s shoulders with her feet, causing him to bring her legs all the way back, her heels falling off of her feet and pressing against the window.

“Yes, daddy! Fuck yes,” Y/N’s head thumped against the seat of the car, “uff, fuck yes, eat that pussy.”

Erik adjusted his footing before taking his fingers to spread Y/N’s pussy extremely wide so that he could tongue fuck her. All she could see through her glossy eyes was Erik’s head bobbing up and down between her legs. She could feel his strong pointer tongue stabbing her pussy over and over, causing her to drip down the crack of her ass. Her arousal spiked and her body went numb before she creamed all over Erik’s tongue. He didn’t stop, his tongue dragging back up to circle her clit and suck on it. His strong hands kept her legs all the way back so that she had nowhere to go.

“That’s it daddy,” Y/N moaned when Erik lifted his face from her pussy to spit on it. He takes one of his hands to rub her clit with his fingers. Her cream stained his beard and he couldn’t help but to lick his lips. His eyes focused on the motion of his hand working her clit up so she could cum again. He did it with so much delight that he drooled on her pussy.

“You’re a bad girl,” He tells her, his eyes peering into hers, while alternating between rubbing and slapping her clit, “keep your fucking legs up,” He demanded before using his other hand to spread her labia so that her clit could be nice and poked out. Now he was using his tongue to wiggle it back and forth over her clit.

“That’s it baby...let Daddy help get the cum out.....don’t you feel so much better....you better do the same thing on this dick when I tear that pussy up from the back…look at you about to squirt I see that pussy baby give me all that shit.”

“Mmmm, mmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmm,” Y/N’s long acrylic nails painted yellow clawed at the back seat the entire time Erik’s tongue lapped up all of her sweet pussy juices. She could feel a puddle forming beneath her, wetting up the back of her skirt. Erik slipped his middle finger inside of her pussy so that he could feel how wet she was. When he slipped that finger out it was dripping with her milky white cum.

Erik stood up, the only thing visible was his lower half.

“You know what time it is, come sit on the edge of this seat...and keep your legs up too I want a view of that pussy while you suck on this daddy dick.”

Y/N watched Erik pull his b-ball shorts and briefs down, the fabric pooling around his ankles. He’s completely naked out in the open. Anybody leaving their apartment could see him clearly, especially with all the street lights illuminating the parking lot. Y/N carefully slides to the edge of the backseat, her wet skirt clinging to her lower back. She brought both of her bare feet up, her pussy now wide open for Erik to peek at while she slurped on his dick. It’s been a long time. Even grabbing him felt foreign.

“Stroke daddy’s dick, yes, this dick belongs to you, you know that? Suck it like it belongs to you...open up...good girl...bitch...daddy got something long and thick for yo’ ass.”

Erik takes his fingers to rub Y/N’s pussy while she wraps her lips around his dick. She missed sucking his dick. She took her time with it so that she could savor the moment of having her jaws stretched around his fat dick. Nice and slow, that’s the way to do it. She loved the taste of his flesh and the way his groomed pubic hair tickled her nose the lower she sucked his dick. He ate her pussy in the back seat of her car, she had to return the favor.

“Such a needy little cumslut you can take it all down the back of your throat like that...I bet you ain’t mad no more sucking my dick like this...I’m mad at you though,” Erik smacks Y/N’s wet pussy with his fingers, “you ever play in my pussy again without me knowing I’ma fucking the shit out you until you can’t fucking walk and then ima fuck that pussy some more.”

“Mmmm,” Y/N uses her free hand to pull the front of her top down, freeing her breasts for Erik. His other hand came down to squeeze and tug on her nipples.

“You came to see me so I can get that ass right, huh?”

Y/N’s lips popped off of Erik’s dick, “YES.”

“You don’t know what I got for your ass...I really got something for you,” Erik palmed the back of Y/N’s head, forcing her to take all of his dick, “when I’m about to bust I’m painting your pretty face, Aight?”

She couldn’t speak a word but he still said disgusting things to her, making her pussy leak on the edge of her seat.

“Goddamn! Got my stiff down your throat, ughhhhhhhhhh,” Erik started grinding his hips into her mouth to get his dick in deeper, “shit, that’s it bitch, work that mouth for this nut, uhhhhhh shit…you tryna be a good girl? Huh? Take this fat fucking nut,” Erik has to practically yank his wet dick from her mouth so he could paint her face.

“This what you’re missing out on, I’m toxic but yet you got my nut all on your face,” Erik wipes the rest of his cum on her cheek, “turn around baby, come on, you got that attitude because you’re missing me, I got something for that shit.”

Y/N turned around in her seat, kneeling on the seat with one leg, her ass hanging out of the car. Erik fixes her arch, causing her head to press into the seat uncomfortably while he positioned himself behind her. It was way too quiet and Y/N was sure someone was watching whether it was from their windows or their cars. Erik spreads Y/N’s ass cheeks, happy to see her phat creamy pussy. He uses his hips to push himself inside of her pussy, loving that grip her pussy made.

“You know I’m about to check that attitude and beat this pussy the fuck up. I keep my fucking word, baby girl,” Erik grabs Y/N’s arms, using her whole body to pull, push, and grip while he strokes her hard and deep. He went in from the start. Erik was too focused on the way his dick was disappearing and reappearing in Y/N’s pussy to care about the few people who were secretly watching. Y/N couldn’t get a proper moan out because each and every stroke Erik gave her she could feel it in her heart. He was digging as deep as he could go like her cervix was nonexistent.

“Yo, ass ain’t going nowhere after this I already know.”

Erik has the nerve to talk shit to her while blowing her back out in her car in an open lot. She didn’t say a damn word since he got up in her pussy from the back. Y/N had no control over her body, especially since her hands are being used like handlebars. Her orgasm reached a crowning point and the force caused her to push away from Erik and fall flat on her belly in the back seat. Y/N was laying in her juices after Erik gave her a taste of what she was sure was in store for her the remainder of the night.

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Erik held the door open to his apartment building for her while she walked in smoothing her hair with her fingers. Her puff was lopsided and her skirt was so high around her waist that the cuff of her cheeks were showing. The elevator doors opened and a tall, light skinned male walked off with workout gear on a duffle bag over his shoulder, he noticed Erik and gave him dabs before glancing at Y/N’s short frame. She could feel his eyes on her ass when he walked by Erik after exchanging a few greeting words with him. She was walking the walk of shame into the elevator. The tip of her dark brown areolas were showing since her shirt was pulled too far down. Were they even going to make it to the door? Obviously not because Erik grabbed her by the back of her neck, bending her over in the elevator to see what her used pussy was currently looking like.

“That pussy is still sloppy,” He says while Y/N struggled to keep that position in her heels. Erik spreads one of her cheeks so he could hear her pussy making those wet sounds that make his dick swell up to a thickness that could split you in half. The elevator doors opened and Erik pulled Y/N back up, grabbing her by her upper arm and walking her off of the elevator. Erik opens his door, the lights still on. He leads Y/N inside like she’s a bad child before closing and locking his door behind him. He drops his keys on his coffee table and orders Y/N to strip down and get to the bed.

She didn’t wait around for him to say another word. Walking with a stiff back and her thighs squeezed tighter, Y/N was in her old bedroom, crawling on the bed. She didn’t know what position Erik wanted her in exactly so she just rested on her back. She didn’t notice this before but Erik must have purchased a new bed. It was much higher off of the floor than before. At this point, he was definitely right, Y/N was going anywhere. If she let him fuck her like that and they’re supposed to be split up than the entire breakup was a joke. Still, they did need to talk things through, something they always struggled with when they were together. She didn’t plan on telling her friends about this at all, not in the mood for any of their smart remarks.

“Damn, that’s how I want you too.”

Y/N was brought back to the present by Erik’s deep, raspy voice. He pulled off his shorts and briefs again. His dick stained with her cream from their previous fuck.

“Bring your legs back some more,” He whispered to her while positioning himself between her legs, “Pussy is too fucking creamy, you ready?”

“Yeah, baby,” Y/N spoke for the first time since getting dicked down from the back.

Erik took the time to put it in slow this time. He praised her for taking his big dick in her car. He was giving her that extra full feeling again, the one she felt in her chest. Y/N clutched her breasts while staring at Erik through her lashes from her narrow eyes. Her mouth opened and a soft, angelic moan filled the room. Erik grabs her feet, running his fingers over her smooth acrylic nails. He massaged her pretty feet while working his dick with just his hips. She was just wishing to be fucked like this and now it was being fulfilled.

“Fuck me like that daddy,” Y/N says with a shaky voice, “Mm, just how I love it.”

“You just wetting my dick up ain’t you?” Erik admires the puddle of cream she was making on his bed. The sound of her good pussy made him grunt before he started sucking on her toes. He licked around her toes before wrapping his plump lips around them. He planned on filling Y/N’s pussy up with cum and making her sleep with his load deep in her womb.

“Give it to me like that, yes,” Y/N reached down to stoke Erik while he fucked her, “it’s so deep in my wet pussy…”

“Move your hand, I’m tryna slide in and out faster than this, baby.”

Y/N moves her hand and now Erik is leaning over her body, his hips snapping into hers. They both watched her pussy cream on his dick while Erik sucked on her titties.

“Daddy?!?!” Y/N grabs Erik’s shoulders, “Dayummmm daddy give it to me,” Her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head when Erik’s dick was giving the bottom of her pussy powerful thrusts, “mmm, use it,” She whispered in his ear before biting it, “Use my fucking pussy oh, God,” She clawed his back, her eyes spaced out, “ah, fuck, you making your pussy cum daddy,” She announced before her eyes went wide like a dear in headlights while orgasming on his dick.

Erik pushes his dick further inside so he could feel the tip of his dick tingle from her walls rippling around him. That was enough to make him bust a nut but he needed to be in her pussy for a little while longer before he took a break for the night. He withdrew his dick from her pussy to see the mess he created now. She’s definitely puffy down there, her lips swollen and beat up from his constant pounding. That shit didn’t phase him, he still had more damage to do. Erik takes his finger, gathering some of her slimy cum before bringing it to her mouth. Y/N wraps her lips around his fingers.

“Taste that shit,” Erik says while grabbing his cum stained dick to enter her pussy again, “This my favorite position to fuck you in...keep sucking on my fingers, yes, grip daddy’s dick like that, uhhh,” Erik was rubbing his fingers around Y/N’s mouth while giving her dick, “You got me folding your ass the fuck up, girl,” Y/N pushes at Erik’s toned abs, “Ain’t nobody playing games with yo’ ass, girl, I’m daddy.”

She couldn’t begin to describe how much power Erik had behind his strokes. She could feel him swelling up inside of her and his balls were nice and tight slapping against her ass. She locked eyes with him through his hanging locs. He bites his bottom lip, then he opened his mouth to spit in her mouth slow. She didn’t expect that but she knew Erik was a nasty motherfucker. She accepted his spit with her wiggling tongue graciously and Erik rewarded her with his hands pressed lightly against her throat and his dick stroking at the same pace, never tired, constantly making Y/N moan. That’s what pushed him over the edge, her choked up moans and the way she kept squirting on his dick.

“Take this big black dick, baby,” Erik started growling while fucking her pussy through his growing orgasm, “I wanna cum in my pussy, baby...make daddy nut baby...ahhhhhh fuck, girl,” Erik sat up, pushing his hips further into Y/N’s hips to release his cum as deep as it could go. He felt that shit spurting out the tip of his sock so hard it made his toes curl into the carpet. Erik slowly eases his dick out, Y/N’s pussy automatically pushing his cum out.

“Nah, you know where my nut belongs,” Erik says while taking two fingers to push his cum back inside of her pussy. He rubbed the rest of it on her clit before making Y/N suck on his fingers again. Erik leaned over her body to tongue kiss her so he could taste himself.

“You're staying here tonight, right?” Erik asks between kisses.

“Yeah, I’ll stay,” Y/N knew she wanted to stay, she missed sleeping next to Erik, snuggling into his body, resting her head on his solid chest, “but baby...you know we gotta talk about us, right? I don’t want this to be just another fuck…I want to work it out, you know?”

“I’m with you...let’s save it for tomorrow though I can’t focus enough right not to go deep...unless I’m deep in your pussy,” Erik chuckles.

“I’m serious, baby,” Y/N was hushed with Erik’s mouth on hers again. He pulled his lips off of hers slowly, making her crave him again.

“I know, girl,” Erik started tweaking her nipples, “I just wanna make you cum over and over tonight...let’s save the heavy talk for later, okay?”

“...okay,” Y/N pecks Erik on the lips one final time before lifting from the bed, “I’m gonna go grab a bottle of water, you want one?”

“Sure, thanks ma, I’m gonna go take a leak,” Erik walked to his bathroom. Y/N was just about to leave the room when Erik’s phone went off three times in a row on his dresser. Y/N peeked at his screen, unable to control her nosy behavior. She touched his home screen and saw a few DMs from some girls.

Carlie_Bomb: Erik 😍 when are we meeting up? You promised me.

Daniella89: Make sure you don’t open this up around anyone unless you want them to see a phat wet pussy 😛😛😛💦💦💦💦💦

“Erik,” Y/N spoke carefully, her scalp prickling, “Who is Carlie_Bomb and Daniella89?”

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The Elevator Bae | Chapter NINE

Chapter NINE - PART ONE

EIGHT

Erik Stevens x Black OC (Phoenix)

Word Count: Idk. 5k... I think.

A/N: I didn’t want this chapter to be too long, so it’ll be broken up into two parts. | Song lyrics referenced are not my own. They are from Mila J x Friend Zone. ** Major S/O to my good sis @liyahshaeking for helping me figure out how I wanted to start this and proofreading this for me. You are a Gem! and reminder: this is my side blog and all further chapters and other fics will be posted from this page.

Erik’s face beamed with joy as he looked at his phone. Phoenix had just sent him a mirror video, showing off her bright, red bikini. She whips her box braids off of her shoulder, revealing a familiar gold chain around her neck. Music was playing in the background and just before the video ends, Erik spots one of her friends dancing behind her, photobombing her video. Without a second thought, he saved the video before playing it again, making sure the sound isn’t on. But that wasn’t enough for him. He needed to see more of her. He bit his lip as he shamelessly goes right to Phoenix’s instagram. Ironically, she had just uploaded a group picture with all of her friends on the beach. Each of them looking perfectly tanned as they glowed under the sun. They were cute, Erik could admit that. But his baby girl was the cutest. He used his chubby thumbs to zoom in right on her. The smile she wore, made his heart flutter. She was happy. Her being happy, made him happy. Just as he was about to tap her profile picture to get caught up with her story, a voice brought him back into reality.

“Damn, E! She’s cute.”

Erik was suppose to be hanging with ‘the boys.’ They were currently at TJ’s house smoking, talking shit and playing 2k. Well… that’s what everyone else was doing. Erik was currently, laid back onto TJ’s couch, cuddling with his phone. He was so caught up in Phoenix’s video, he didn’t even realize that he was the topic of the shit talk. TJ, Mario, Ken and Ken’s girlfriend, Stephanie, who was deemed ‘one of the bros’, were going in on him. Without even noticing, Stephanie had made her way behind Erik and was watching as he pretty much drooled over Phoenix.

Erik whipped his head around to see Stephanie leaned over the couch, watching his every move. His nostrils flared at how comfortable she seemed behind him.

“Do you know what privacy is? Damn!”

His friends burst into laughter causing Erik to realize that this was a set up. Stephanie was chosen to spy on Erik to see who in the hell was on his phone making him grin and cheese like a kid with a grade school crush. He glared at all of them as they fell over.

“Y’all childish as hell.” he says, shaking his head.

TJ walks over to Erik, sitting next to him. “So is this a new one?”

“Mhmm. I ain’t never seen this one before.” Stephanie chimes in.

Erik cuts his eye at her. “Why does it matter?”

“We’re just trying to find out which one of your hoes finally got you stuck.” Mario says from the kitchen.

“She ain’t a hoe, so watch your fucking mouth.”

Stephanie continues to lean over the couch, scrolling on her phone. She was able to see Phoenix’s IG name from when she was towering over Erik’s shoulder, watching him examine her latest upload. She was currently scoping out Phoenix’s page. “Where you find her at, E? She looks like she has morals.”

Confused, Erik looks at Stephanie. “Fuck you mean?”

She holds up her phone, displaying a selfie that Phoenix had on her page. TJ snatches the phone and starts looking through the pics, prompting Mario and Ken to join.

“Damn, E! She’s nice.” Ken says.

Erik tries to take Stephanie’s phone from them but TJ grips it tighter to stop him. “How the fuck did you even find her page?”

Stephanie laughs, “I peeped it when you were zooming in on her ass.”

“I fucking hate y’all.”

“You need to be plugging me with one of her friends.” Mario says, licking his lips at some of the group pictures Phoenix has with her friends. He points to Camren. “She looks like she needs me.”

TJ shows Erik who Mario is referring to and Erik sucks his teeth. “She gay. She doesn't need or want yo’ ugly ass.” He reaches for the phone again. “Are y’all done?”

TJ moves back quick, giving Stephanie her phone. “How long you been fucking with her?”

Erik doesn’t respond. He sits there looking forward. His face is blank. He’s annoyed that they now know about Phoenix. He wanted to keep her to himself for as long as possible and now they know. Now, they would be asking about her. They have her social media info and knowing Stephanie, she would reach out to introduce herself. She was always ignoring boundaries. A part of it is because the guys were her only friends. So, when one of the guys had a new lady friends, she would insert herself, trying to make friends with them. This has happened to Erik three times now. But of course, those girls were just fuck buddies. This was Phoenix. Big difference.

“Aw, it’s her birthday?” Stephanie says from behind him. Erik looks back to see what she’s talking about.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“I’m watching her story.”

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Phoenix and her girls had made plans to go out to dinner at a local restaurant. They were all in their rooms, getting ready. Music is blasting through their villa home as she slipped on her navy blue, floral romper. She unwrapped her braids and put on Erik’s gold chain. She figured she’d give it back after her trip since it seemed to go with all of her outfits. Applying some mascara and her Fenty highlighter, she just needed to decide on what shoes to wear. Wedges or Sandals. She picked up both pairs of shoes and heads up the hallway to see what her friends would think.

Peeking into each of their rooms, she notices that they are all missing. In true Phoenix nature, her mind takes her to the worst case possible. They were kidnapped and killed and because the music is so loud, she didn’t hear a thing and now she has to escape before the killer gets to her. She tiptoes down the marble stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible to listen out for anything going on downstairs.

Suddenly, she hears movement coming from the kitchen and the music stops. Phoenix is internally freaking out. She stopped in her tracks to peek around the wall and releases the breath she was holding when she sees Ava’s back, standing at the kitchen island. She walks in, shoes in hand. Tiana was the first to see her and yells, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Queuing Ava, Mica and Camren to start yelling Happy Birthday at her and popping a few confetti cannons. Big silver balloons hung over them, spelling out BLUE 28. Phoenix’s heart is glowing through her chest as she smiles so big at her friends. Her eyes begin to water when she sees a cake on the counter. “Oh my God. Y’all didn’t have to do this. This is Camren’s trip.”

Phone in hand, recording the entire thing, Ava grabs Phoenix with her free hand to hug her. “Did you really think we weren’t gonna do anything for you?”

“This is both of our trip.” Camren adds.

Phoenix hugs and thanks each of them. Mica pulls out a tiara and a Birthday Girl sash, putting them on Phoenix. “You look so pretty.” She looks down at the shoes that Phoenix is still holding on to, “And wear these.” She points to the sandals. “You’re getting fucked up tonight. You won’t be able to walk in those wedges.”

“SHOTS!” Camren yells. Ava lines the shot glasses up and Tiana fills them up that they overflow.

One shot. Two shot.

“Let’s go eat.” Phoenix says. The car arrives to take them to the restaurant and they go. Her birthday was the only time Phoenix would eat steak, so she ordered the biggest one they had. As they enjoyed their food, they drank drink after drink and had three more shots, each. With liquor pumping through their bodies, the women were hyped and ready to move their bodies. Mica lead them all to the dance floor on the other side of the bar and they danced. The natives of the island danced with them, cheering them on as they twerked on each other. A few native men joined them. One in particular noticed the tiara on her head. “It’s your birthday, love?” he asked.

His accent intrigued Phoenix. “Yes it is.”

“How old are you?” he smiled. His teeth were the purest white. His skin was a beautiful mocha. He whined his hips with hers as they danced and talked.

“I’m 28.”

“Can I show you a good time for your birthday, Ms…?

“Phoenix.”

“Oh, Phoenix. I like that.”

Phoenix nods in approval. The mystery guy motions to the DJ and a new song begins. The man places both hands on Phoenix’s hips, bending her over and grinding on her to the beat. He turns her around, picking her up.

“Oh, bitch!” Mica yells eagerly, recording the pair. Ava cheers them on. When the song was over, Phoenix’s covers her smiling face in embarrassment, walking back to her friends.

The mystery man then sends each of them another round of drinks on him. They raise their cups to him in gratitude. They continued to dance on each other.

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Ava did her best to stay awake to make sure they made it back to their villa safely. The rest of them were knocked out. Mica would come to every few minutes and then pass out again. The sound of a phone vibrating, stirred Phoenix. She sat up, digging in her bra for her phone.

INCOMING CALL ERIK

“Hello.” that one word was slurred.

“You got me fucked up.” Erik’s voice boomed through the phone.

“Erik…” she dragged his name like a song, “Hey babe.” Mica’s head snapped up when she heard his name. Phoenix can barely hold the phone up to her face so she puts it on speaker, not at all expecting what was coming next.

“Don’t fucking babe me when you down there showing yo’ ass. Who the fuck is this ugly ass nigga you letting feel on yo’ ass?”

“What?”

“Oh you wanna play stupid now? Like you don’t know what I’m talking about?”

“Is that Erik?” Camren lifts her head from the car window, “Tell him to shut up.”

“WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?”

“Erik. Relax.” is all Phoenix could get out.

“Yo’ ass need to relax. Letting random niggas fuck on you.”

A group of voices is heard from Erik’s background. “Is that Phoenix? Hey Phoenix.”

“Who is that?”

There’s a pause on Erik’s end.

“Hello? Erik. Who is that?”

“Nobody.” his voice is now low compared to before. Almost like he’s whispering.

Mica rolls her eyes. “Can this nigga go find something to do? We’re busy.”

“I can find something to do, alright. I’ll fly down there right now and drag all y’all thot asses back here and ruin all that shit. Think I’m playing.”

“Erik…” Phoenix calls to him.

“Let me see you dancing with another nigga, Phoenix. I promise you that’s yo’ ass.”

That was all that Erik could get out before Phoenix’s phone dies. She stares at the black screen for a moment before putting it back into her bra.

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The next morning was rough. As the women sat and ate breakfast, Phoenix sat with her plate on the floor next to a plug to charge her phone. She didn’t remember her phone dying but when it turned on, her heart dropped. Four missed calls from Erik and six text. He had never blown her phone up like this before. What happened last night? She thought.

Erik: Phoenix! Answer yo’ fucking phone.

Erik: Yo’ shit better be dead.

Erik: On Bast, I will fuck you and that nigga up Phoenix. I’m not playing.

There’s almost a two hour wait before the next set of messages.

Erik: Philly.

Erik: I’m sorry baby girl. I shouldn’t blown up on you like that. I know you wouldn’t be down there on some crazy shit.

Erik: Just call me back.

He’s sorry? Really? Phoenix’s palms grew hot reading the messages. This screams red flags for her and she’s not with any of it. Her thumbs moved quickly texting him back.

Phoenix: Wow Erik. You are really full of shit. Don’t you ever crack open your lips to talk to me that way. I’m not one of these basic bitches that you’re use to fucking with. I won’t deal with any of that kind of disrespect. Keep your stupid ass sorry because I don’t want it. Do me a favor and don’t call or text me. Leave me alone.

Phoenix figured Erik would still try to contact her after that, so she proceeded to put her phone on airplane mode. If he wanted to be this way, he’d have to deal with the consequences of it. She slammed her phone down, gaining the attention of her friends, sitting at the table. They watched as she joined them at the table, sharing a few glances. They could read the frustration all over her face. She silently added more food to her plate and angrily stabbed her fork into her waffles as she ate.

“Is everything okay?” Ava asked.

“I am done with Erik.”

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**the night before**

After more stalking of Phoenix and her friends pages to see what they were doing on the trip, Erik sees a video of Phoenix and the mystery man on Mica’s page. He stepped away from his friends, into the kitchen to call Phoenix. Although the kitchen wasn’t secluded from them at all. He planned on being rational about the situation but when she answered, his emotions took full control and his mouth started moving faster than his brain. Barking out, “You got me fucked up,” which drew the attention of his friends sitting just feet away in the living room. Hearing how her words slurred, he knew she was drunk but that didn’t stop him from continuing to lash out.

His friends, not realizing the seriousness of Erik’s feelings, yell out, “Hey Phoenix.” Erik snarls at them, getting the message through to them that right now isn’t the time for their bullshit. When Phoenix’s phone hangs up on him, his rage reaches a new level for the night. He calls her again and again, reaching her voicemail. His thumbs smash his keyboard sending her messages. Not receiving any responses from her, he decides it’s time for him to leave. He begins storming out of TJ’s home. TJ follows behind him.

“Aye man. E!” TJ calls out to Erik as he approaches his car in TJ’s driveway. Erik turns around without saying a word. “What the fuck just happend?” TJ continued.

“Nothing. I’m good.” Erik tries to avoid this conversation. He opens his car door, but TJ closes it shut, prompting Erik to glare at him.

“Do I look stupid to you? How long have I known you?” TJ asks.

TJ and Erik grew up together. They both lived in the same building before Erik’s dad was killed. TJ was his closest and only friend after that. He was the only person he stayed in constant contact with during his stay in foster care. Erik would sneak out most nights and stay with TJ and his mom at their place. These two ran the streets together until Erik went away to school and the NAVY. They were like two peas in a pod. TJ knew Erik better than any person on the planet ever could. He knew when something was wrong with his friend.

Erik stood there between TJ and his car. He had nothing to say, but at this point, he knew TJ wasn’t going to let it go.

“You know you tripping, right?” TJ continued.

“I’m tripping? Nah, fuck that. She’s tripping! Letting some nigga be all on her like that.”

“E! C’mon man, calm down.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down.”

“You acting like she was fucking the nigga or something.”

“She might as well had been.” Erik stepped closer to TJ, bringing them eye to eye.

“See man, that’s your problem.”

“My problem?” Erik cuts him off, “What’s my problem, huh?”

“Just snapping for no damn reason. You’ve always done this stupid shit. Shoot now and ask questions later. That shit might work out on the field but that’s now how shit works in real life, E. You’ll run that girl off just like you run damn near everybody else off with that shit.”

Erik kissed his teeth, “Man, fuck on.”

“I always told you that you needed to calm the fuck down. It’s gon’ come back and bite you in the ass.”

“Oh, I guess Kayla leaving your bum ass made you a relationship expert.” Erik spat.

Kayla was TJ’s ex. They were together for five years until Kayla broke up with TJ about six months ago. TJ was always putting work first and cheated on Kayla while doing so. When she had enough, she left and never came back. The breakup was still fresh for TJ, so it was a low blow for Erik to bring it up.

“Yeah, E! It fucking did.” Erik could see the anger in TJ now. He had triggered him. “I fucked up and now I’m not trying to see my nigga fuck up his own situation. I ain’t never seen you act like this over no female, so clearly you like her. But honestly, I wouldn’t even blame her for getting rid of your dumb ass. You got too much baggage.”

Erik was done listening to what TJ had to say and started getting into his car. This time TJ didn’t stop him, he just continued to talk.

“Go ahead and walk away. Just like you always do. You can never face your shit, Erik. You can’t run away from your demons.” he shouts as Erik starts his car and pulls out of his driveway and driving off.

Erik raced through the semi empty streets of LA. It was pretty late so not many people were on the road. He dipped in and out of lanes, making his drive home a quick one. He entered his penthouse and headed straight to the bathroom, stripping out of his clothes and getting into the shower. The video of Phoenix dancing with another man playing in his head over and over followed by TJ’s last few words to him. You can’t run away from your demons. He stepped out of the shower and laid his bare body across his bed. As if a wave of calmness rolled over his space, he suddenly felt… foolish. He knew he overreacted. He replayed the nights events over to see where everything went left. He sent Phoenix another text, apologizing before closing his tired eyes and drifting off to sleep.

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When Erik woke up the next morning, he hadn’t received anything from Phoenix. Was she pissed? Was her phone still dead? Every kind of scenario possible ran through his mind. He barely got through his morning workout because of his overthinking. He would stop between sets checking his phone for any new notifications, even though his phone wasn’t on silent and would alert him if he had any. He decided to turn his phone off, leaving it in his bedroom while he locked himself in his office to work.

Hours had passed before he finally stepped back out of his office. The urge to check his phone hit him immediately after stepping out of his office, but the sounds of his hungry belly forced him to head downstairs to the kitchen. He took his time cooking up some salmon croquettes and cheesy grits. He picked around at his food. He needed to check his phone. He traveled upstairs to grab it and watched the apple sign glow as he made his way back down, sitting back at his kitchen counter. His phone came to life, with One New Message: Baby Girl and a missed call from TJ. He didn’t even bother to think about calling TJ back. He slid open the message from Phoenix.

Heat began to form in the pit of his chest as he read her message over and over. His thumbs hovered over the keyboard, trying to think of something, anything to say back. But she made herself clear: Do me a favor and don’t call or text me. Leave me alone. Not able to come up with anything to redeem himself, he decided to do as she asked and leave her alone. He closed the message and locked his phone. Erik finished the rest of his food, put on some fresh clothes and headed out the door.

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Phoenix and her girls rented some ATV’s for the day and spent the day exploring. They shopped at some small shops and got food at a local cafe before returning back to their villa. They all had been tired from partying the night before, so this night would be spent chilling and relaxing. As the night came to an end, everyone headed to their rooms to get some rest.

Phoenix laid in her bed for what felt like hours, trying to fall asleep. She flipped her pillows countless times to feel the cold side, she tossed and turned, and she even tried to count backwards from a hundred. Nothing worked. She reached for her phone and for the first time since that morning, she took her phone off airplane mode. Her first action was opening her messages and tapping Erik’s name. She just stared at her last message to him. Not knowing what to do, she exited out and tapped her IG app. She scrolled and scrolled, liking a few pictures until she found herself mindlessly tapping through Insta Stories. She stopped when she got to Coby’s story. He was in the studio and playing a snippet of a beat and it sparked an idea in her. “I need to write.” she whispered to herself.

Phoenix got up and pulled out her trusty notebook from her luggage. She wasn’t supposed to bring anything work related with her but she knew at some point, inspiration could hit her. She dug into the bottom of her purse for her airpods and headed downstairs. She made her way outside into the backyard of the villa. The pool lite up blue and she found a comfy spot on one of the cushioned chairs. Popping in her headphones, she turned on a beat and let the music sing to her. She closed her eyes, feeling the warm, midnight breeze and hummed until she found the words.

Ride these hips like some handle bars // Do it on top of the car

No matter baby, I don't care // We can fuck anywhere

She sings as she writes her lyrics in her notebook.

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Mica stands in the dim kitchen, with the refrigerator open, looking for something to snack on. Nothing looked appealing but her sleepy mind made her believe that if she stared long enough at the food that maybe something tasty would just appear on the shelves. As she stood there, she heard the faint sounds of a voice. She closed the door of the fridge, trying to listen to where it was coming from. Her eyes followed the sound and she spotted one of her friends sitting outside. As she walked closer to the cracked open, sliding door she could hear very clearly now, Phoenix singing. She listened as Phoenix sung to herself. But what really caught her up were the x rated lyrics. How could someone so innocent be singing like this.

Now see normally, I do not do this shit // But ooh, I'm so ready to do your shit

Throw it back for ya cause you know the deal // When I hit ya back with that Netflix and chill

Mica stepped outside and started walking toward Phoenix. Naturally, as she walked, she didn’t make a noise. Phoenix having her earbuds in and eyes closed, she didn’t notice when Mica sat down in the chair next to her.

Let me tell you how I want it // Tell you just the way to hit // when you tryna push up on it

“Sounds like somebody missing that D.” Mica laughed, adding emphasis on D.

Phoenix jumped so hard, one of her earbuds fell out. “Oh my God!” She grabs her chest, feeling her heart pound. “What the fuck, Mica?”

“My bad. I ain’t mean to scare you.” Phoenix took deep breaths trying to calm her nerves. “Why are you out here though? You ain’t scared a lizard will pop out and attack you?” Mica continued.

“I couldn’t sleep. I wanted to be by the water and I actually never thought about a lizard or any other creatures popping out, but I am now though.” She rolled her eyes, peaking over her shoulder. When she looks back at Mica, she finds Mica grinning at her. “What?” she asked, with a bit of attitude.

Mica shakes her head. “Oh, nothing.”

“Mica… why are you looking at me like this?”

“I peeped your lyrics. Yo’ ass can’t sleep because you’re probably due for a dose of dick.”

Phoenix rolls her eyes. “I’m not due for anything. It’s just a song.”

“Girl, bullshit! All of your music reflects how you feel.” She watched as Phoenix anxiously bites the side of her mouth instead of responding. “It’s okay to admit it Phoenix.”

“There’s nothing to admit.” she snaps. “I’m just writing music.”

“Yeah, about getting your guts ruined by Erik.”

“Erik ain’t ruining shit.”

“Okay. Now you’re just lying.” Mica moves closer to Phoenix, snatching her notebook from her. Phoenix gives a small fight for it but Mica’s small frame is strong and she blocked Phoenix’s attempts to get it back. Mica read through the lyrics. Her eyes growing big as she realizes something. “Oh my goodness. Im tryna take you out the friend zone,” she reads. “You and him haven’t done the do, but you want to. You still want Erik to be your man.” she gives Phoenix a mischievous look.

Phoenix’s face heats up and tries to hide it from Mica. Mica jumps up and squeezes into the same chair as Phoenix. “Can you chill before you wake everybody up?” Phoenix says, covering her face with her t-shirt.

“I knew you were blowing smoke about being done with his ass earlier.” Mica snatches Phoenix’s t-shirt down from her face. “C’mon girl, talk to me. You ain’t let him break you off?”

Phoenix shakes her head no.

“Has he tried? Have you tried?”

“We’ve almost… like twice, but both times he stopped and said he didn’t want to.”

“Why?” Mica asked.

“The first time was after my show and we all went to In-N-Out. He walked me to my door and dropped the bomb on me that he would have to leave like the next day for work and be gone for two weeks. He didn’t want me to think he was having sex with me only to disappear.”

“Oh, like he did Sydney?”

Phoenix cut her eye at Mica. “He didn’t have sex with her.” Mica threw her hands up in surrender, motioning for Phoenix to go on. “And the second time is when he got back from his trip and he said he wanted to do things the right way and court me because he’s never done it for a woman.”

“Wait, what? What do you mean? He’s never actually dated a woman?”

“Nope! He’s never had a girlfriend. Just fuck buddies.”

“Hm.” Mica sounded impressed. “I’m going to need him to teach me his ways because I don’t really want these niggas. I just want the dick and that sounds perfect for me.”

“Mica!”

“What?”

“You know damn well you want Jimmy to be your man.”

“Aht! Aht! We are not talking about Jimmy right now. We are talking about you and Erik.” Mica pokes Phoenix’s chest.

“Actually,” Phoenix says matter of factly, “We’re not because there is no more me and Erik.”

“I get why you’re mad at him. I do! But I definitely think y’all can come back from this. From what you just said, I don’t think he was trying to be a disrespectful, wild nigga. If he’s never had a girlfriend then he’s never had those moments where you see the person you like, talk to someone else and your brain is all telling you to be heartbroken and you get that weird feeling in your chest. He overreacted, yes, but that man likes you, Philly! Maybe he didn’t know how to handle the thought of someone else knowing you the way he wants to know you.”

Phoenix bit her lip in thought. Does Mica really have a point right now? Mica was never the type to vouch for any guy. She was proudly Team Fuck These Niggas. So, this was new for Phoenix to hear from Mica. Mica grabs Phoenix’s face, looking her in the eyes. “I’m not saying to text him or nothing like that because it’s Fuck These Niggas for life. He should definitely suffer for talking to you like he lost his mind. But when you’re ready to talk to him, let his ass have it and make sure he knows that if he pulls that shit again, you will block his ass and go on like you never knew him. Once he bows down to you and kisses your feet for forgiveness, you snatch his soul.” Mica smiles which causes Phoenix to smile and Mica kisses her forehead.

“One problem, sis.”

“What?”

“I’m scared.”

“Scared of what?”

“The dick.” Phoenix whispers.

“Are you serious?” Mica laughs.

“Yes. Stop laughing at me.” she pushes Mica off of her, causing Mica to slip from their shared chair. “It’s been a long time since I did that.”

Mica catches herself and swiftly moves her body into the other chair. “I completely forgot that you’re a born again virgin. I would be scared too.”

“You don’t understand, Mica. I really don’t think I even remember what to do with a dick.”

“You want me to give you some tips?”

Phoenix nervously looks at Mica. “Tips? From you? I don’t know about that.”

“Fine! Lay there like a sponge then.”

“Wait, I don’t wanna be a sponge. I’m sorry. Help me.”

Mica hands Phoenix her notebook and pen back. “Open a fresh page and take notes.” Phoenix does what she is told and waits for Mica to begin. “Okay! Let’s start with oral. How you suck a guys dick is how you set the tone. Wait, you’ve given head before right?”

“Um, once. It wasn’t that bad.”

“Girl,” Mica palms her face. “I’m sure it was terrible.”

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Phoenix followed Mica’s advice on letting Erik suffer. For the rest of their trip, she didn’t text or call him. In fact, she kept her phone on airplane mode the majority of the time and never posted anymore pictures or videos on her Instagram. That didn’t mean Erik didn’t see what she was up to. He had no shame in checking in on Ava, Mica and Camren’s pages. He tried to see what was on Tiana’s page but her page was private. He needed to show Phoenix he knew he messed by handling their situation like he did. The fews days of them not being in contact, he had plenty of time to think about his actions. With Phoenix returning soon, he needed to figure out a way to get her back.

He sent a message to Shawn.

Erik: Aye man, this E.

Shawn: What’s up bro.

Erik: I need you to do me a favor. Give Coby my info. Tell that nigga to hit my line.

Shawn: Bet.

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Jetlag was creeping up on Phoenix as she sat in the backseat of her Uber. They had landed safely back in Los Angeles and she was headed home. The sun was setting and Phoenix took a beautiful picture of the sky as it glowed pink and orange. This being the first photo she uploaded to her InstaStory in days with the caption, no place like home.

Just as she hit upload, Erik watched as her picture popped up at the top of his screen. Seeing the photo confirmed that she’s home and his plan is set to start any minute now. He sat on his couch, waiting patiently for her to get to her apartment.

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#black panther #erik stevens #erik killmonger #killmonger fic #the elevator bae #erik x phoenix #erik x black reader #erik x black oc #shaebewriting

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stripper-patrick · 5 years ago

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Act up🌶 Trevante Rhodes

Warnings: smut, language, a show, denial, oral (m), n-word

Tags: @mrsbanreswillseeyou

Relationship: Trevante Rhodes x black plus sized reader

“Since you wanna keep playin with me in front of everyone, grabbing my dick in front of people, kissing my neck, and shit making me hard in the public eye for everyone to see” I look up at Trey watching his thick lips move wishing they were around my clit.

He grabs my neck applying pressure to the side creating a waterfall in my underwear. “You like that shit. The feeling of everyone watch you while you do dirty things am I right?”

“Yes daddy” I moan

“Good girl. So I brought some friends to watch and at any point if your uncomfortable say the safe word: pink got it?”

I nod and he looks at me with his eyebrow arched “yes daddy”

“Good girl” he lets go and stands me up. I see his friend Demarcus sitting down watching our every move. Trevante made him put his phone away so he wouldn’t record us.

I lay in the bed as Trey comes over top of me kissing my lips. Mt legs fall open as he lays between them grinding his rough denim jeans over my clothed pussy. I grind myself upward wanting, needing some type of friction to happen.

“Uh uh you don’t get what you want just yet” he sits up and on his knees. He brings me up and I go down grabbing a hold of his dick. I look up and see demarcus rubbing his hard on which only makes me wetter. I bob my head up and down letting the tip hit the back of my throat and precum mixed with spit collect in my mouth.

“Open your legs for me” he moans. I spread my legs a little wider and feel his fingers slide through my wetness before coming to my clit sloppily rubbing it. I moan going down further until I gag. His low moans egg me on to keep going.

I feel a thick digit inscribe me slowly curling up. I moan as the tip of his cock sits in my throat. Tears fall down his thigh as I keep going tickling his balls with my tongue.

“You feel that baby” he adds another finger this time going faster and harder against my g-spot. I come out jerking him and moaning.

“I didn’t say come off me ma” he pushes my head back down and I bob again feeling him pulse.

I watch his thigh muscles tense as he cums in my mouth with a growl. I come up swallowing and moaning loud.

“I’m gonna cum” I moan. Trey stops just as I’m over the edge making my body shake. I arch my back trembling from the pleasure being ripped away from me.

“Look at her” Demarcus coos

“Ard nigga ain’t nobody ask you to speak just sit there and be there” I smile at his demeanor and he looks down with a smile

“Whatchu laughing at lil mama” he lays me back gently and gets on top of me. I feel his fingers enter me again and Trevante curls up taking my breath away when he harshly presses my spot again

He curls in a fast motion making my body shake again. I hold onto his bicep and my legs close around his waist moaning.

“Trey I’m so close” he stops again making me groan into the crook of his neck. I feel him push his dick in stretching my walls. I moan holding his shoulders as he starts pumping.

“I can feel your pussy throbbing princess”

“Look at that” Demarcus says

“Get the fuck out” he growls never stopping to plow me into the bed.

“Ugh right there daddy” I moan

“Man-“ Demarcus tries to reason but he yells louder making him jump and leave.

Trevante’s balls slap against my ass and his large hand rubs my clit making me squeezing his bicep.

“Daddy ugh” I moan

“Fuck baby nut on daddy’s dick” he moans. I try to push back to take a minute but he holds me still “don’t move take it”

“I- I can’t daddy” he slows down his strokes but his depth stays the same.

“How my dick feel mama”

“So good daddy it feels so good” my legs shake and I went up everything within a short radius squirting all over him.

“Look at you makin a mess on daddy’s dick” he moans. I watch him grip the sheets and he nuts inside of me. I moan feeling his thick cum coat my walls.

After we collect ourself he looks at me with a smile “I like to try new things but that wasn’t it”

I laugh nodding “I agree”’

#trevante rhodes #trevante rhodes smut #black #black history #black history month #feb 8

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dashhoney25 · 4 years ago

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DDose: Three

JASMINE

Adonis playfully threw you onto his bed, you laughed as he crawled in bed and hovered over you. You pulled him into a kiss as his hands roamed your thighs. "Damn" he muttered. You smiled and cupped his face. "What?" you questioned. "You" he said pulling away to take off his shirt.

You tried to keep your composure as his shirt unveiled his naked glory, Adonis dropped his pants as you admired the bulge in his boxers. "What about me?" you questioned as he climbed on top of you, kissing your neck. Adonis paused and shushed you. You raised a brow at him as he smirked. Adonis' hand roamed up your thighs as he lifted your dress to your chest. You helped by taking it off, revealing your Savage X Fenty lingerie. Adonis' hands moved up to your honey pot. He chuckled, you were confused, "What's so funny?" you questioned. Adonis got up and walked into the living room and came back. You sat up on your elbows and saw Adonis standing in the threshold of the door with your pink thongs in hand.

"You might need these later" he said walking in, closing the door behind him. "I'm so sorry!" You said as your face turned red. Adonis dropped your panties on the floor and climbed to the end of the bed by your feet. "It's all good, I'm just glad Hazel and Erik didn't find these" he said. "Exactly" you replied. "Now where were we?" Adonis said as his hands separated your thighs.

Gasping, Adonis' fingers grazed your slit, causing a shiver down your spine. Continuing to sit up on your elbows, you kept your eyes on Adonis as his fingers slowly disappeared inside of you. Throwing your head back, you let out a low moan; attempting to close your legs. "Don't be shy baby girl, tell Daddy how you like it" Adonis encouraged in a seductive tone. Not wanting to miss anything, you kept your eyes fixed on Adonis; you felt an intense sensation as he dug deeper; his fingers curled at your g-spot. Clenching around him, you rocked your hips back and forth as he picked up the pace finger fucking you.

Laying flat on your back, you gripped your breasts, freeing them from your bra; Adonis hovered you; kissing your neck leaving hickeys; still giving your pearl the attention it desperately craved. You grabbed Adonis' face and pulled him into a deep kiss, breaking it he removed his fingers from your body and grazed his fingers across your bottom lip. Licking your lips, Adonis sucked his fingers clean before removing your bra. You were a bit shy to let him see you completely naked so you grabbed a pillow to cover yourself as he pulled the sheets back to get under the covers. "C'mere" he said softly. You held the pillow close to your body as you straddled him. You were still in shock at what had taken place on the pool table, and now this.

His brown eyes stared at your pillow covered body in admiration before he spoke. "Do you trust me?" he asked. Surprised, you gulped hard and smiled. "Adonis, we just met. Come on" I said trying to lighten the mood. Adonis sat up and placed another pillow behind his back, "Sit up a moment" he commanded. Following his instruction, he slipped his boxers off and threw them to the side of the bed. Resuming the previous position, you could feel his skin against yours as your lower half met his. Adonis noticed you getting adjusted to the feel of his body against yours, he watched as you held the pillow to your body as tight as you could. His hands rested on your shoulders, his fingers trailed down to your arms as he looked at you intently, staring back you felt as if he was searching for an answer. "Jasmine, I asked you if you trust me" he said in a serious tone. You opened your mouth to answer, but no words would come out.

Honestly, you didn't trust Adonis. You just met him, but you didn't want him to think otherwise. Before you could attempt to say anything, Adonis pulled the pillow from your body and threw it across the room. "Do I have your attention now?" he asked slightly aggressive. "Adonis!" I called out angrily. Laughing, he pulled you closer to him and placed kisses on your breasts sucking on your nipples. "This isn't funny" I said stroking his head. He sucked hard at your nipple causing you to hit him, and slightly wince in pain. He looked up at you and lifted your body slightly as he lined himself up with you. Adonis gently slid you down on his shaft as he watched your facial expression while your slippery walls welcomed his thick member.

Your eyes widened as you felt him stretching you out, "Relax" he called out on your lips as he held your hips. You gripped his neck and branched out to his shoulders as you felt his hands push against your hips. "Take your time" he whispered as you moved his hands away and rolled your hips finding a comfortable rhythm for you two. Throwing your head back, Adonis gripped your hips as you picked up the pace grinding on him while he licked down your neck, placing hickeys all over you. Your eyes watered at the intense feeling he was giving your walls; damn if Erik had inches; Adonis was a fucking beast. How does he carry this around all day? You thought to yourself as you attempted to bounce on his dick; only to feel his shaft touch your g-spot.

Moaning, Adonis bounced you faster and faster on his dick, and the feeling of pain turned into pleasure as you grabbed him, holding him close to you. "Oh, shit D!" I let out. "You like that?" he asked, flashing his dimples. The sight of his dimples opened the flood gates of your pussy as you bounced faster and faster just to feel that crazy feeling in your stomach. You pulled him into a sloppy kiss as he sucked on your bottom lip viciously. Adonis slapped your ass as you clenched around him. "Get up for me" he said before kissing you.

Slowly, you rose from his embrace and followed Adonis' lead as he pushed you back onto the bed on your stomach. Adonis grabbed your hips and you held yourself up in a plank on your knees. "Just like that" he said slapping your ass. You were into getting hit from the back, but Adonis was a bit aggressive; you weren't sure if you should be turned on or scared, but you had no time to think when you felt him slam inside of you. A loud cry escaped your lips as he pounded you full speed. Spreading your ass cheeks, Adonis gave you long, deep strokes that caused you to pull away to grab a pillow within reach. Noticing you running, Adonis would go even deeper each time you tried to grab the pillow. "You don't need that baby girl" he said in your ear. You could hardly speak, his dick was just that good. Adonis leaned over and kissed you. Wiggling out of his embrace, you turned over on your back and pulled him inside you. Adonis kissed you passionately and pushed your knees by your head as he gave you good deep strokes.

Gripping Adonis' back you held on for dear life as you took every stroke. You tried to keep your eyes open but every time his body collided with yours, you felt like you were seeing stars. "So. Fucking. Good!" I let out as Adonis pulled out to pleasure your pussy with his tongue. Something about him stopping mid stroke to do this drove you crazy, you straightened your legs and held them as far as you could by your ears just to make sure Adonis got the opportunity to taste every inch of you. You did him a solid and held your folds back, massaging your clit to show him you'd get the job done even if he couldn't. Adonis sucked on your finger and looked in your eyes to get your attention, pulling your finger out his mouth; he sucked your clit viciously, slapping your pussy as a tease before letting go. Adonis slid back inside of you halfway, watching his dick disappear into your folds. Stroking you quick and easy he watched as you creamed on him instantly. Letting out a sigh of relief, you breathed heavily, "C'mere!" you struggled to say.

Coming down to your level, Adonis' lips met yours as you pulled him on top of you and kissed him passionately. You don't know what came over you, but you didn't want him out of your sight. You managed to pull his pleasure stick back inside of you, gasping at his entrance you looked in his eyes as he pumped in and out of you passionately, this time he made sure to give you the deepest strokes he could give. "Fuckkkkk!" he growled as he felt himself getting close. "Pussy good as fuck!" he whaled as he nestled in the crook of your neck. You gripped his back and clenched your muscles tightening around him, with one final stroke Adonis released inside of you as you welcomed the warm liquid in your cavern. "Shit!" I hissed as you realized what he had done.

Adonis lowered your chin, pulling you into a passionate kiss. You held him tightly as your mind began to cloud; it was like you had snapped back into reality. You'd never been this reckless, you were never the careless type. This nigga just came inside of you and you were laying next to him mentally speechless, but physically accepting this high that was filled with his kisses. Pulling away, Adonis got out of bed and noticed the mess you two had made. He chuckled to himself and walked into the closet and grabbed a set of towels. "I wanna go for round two, but we should give ourselves a break." Adonis said picking you up. You kissed his cheek. "I'll let you get cleaned up before we take a bath. Once you're good just turn on the water and I'll come in, aight?" he said to you. "Okay" you said before he walked away. You needed to freshen up and get your thoughts together before you decided to turn the water on.

HAZEL

Laying across Erik's bed, you watched as he stripped down to a pair of basketball shorts. "Comfortable?" I asked. "Of course" he said getting in bed. Erik took off your shoes and placed them on the side of the bed. I moved closer to him and laid on his chest as he searched through Netflix for something to watch. "You think Jasmine likes Adonis?" he questioned. "I'm sure she does. She couldn't get over you two being twins" I replied. Erik laughed, "I mean besides that. She didn't exactly meet him the same way you and I met" Erik added. "I know", I said sitting up. "But I'm just hoping she doesn't follow in my foot steps" you added. Erik selected A Haunted House on Netflix and placed the remote on the nightstand. "What do you mean?" he questioned. I sighed and tried to be careful with your words. "We were under the influence of alcohol when we met Erik" I laughed. "Okay, and" Erik said hoping you'd get straight to the point. "You finger fucked me in the bathroom of a nightclub and brought me here shortly after! And I woke up here the next morning Erik!" I argued. "So you're saying that it's okay if Jasmine fucks my brother on the first night, so long as she's not under the influence of alcohol like you were with me?" Erik said playfully.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "I'm just playing Hazel, chill" Erik said. "You can't hold her hand and tell her what she can and can't do. I can't stop Adonis either." He added. "Okay, but you can tell him to keep his hands to himself!" I said. "You think I would've listened to Adonis if he was at the club with me the night I met you?!" Erik asked. "Come on, who could resist that bangin' body of yours, and those wet folds between your thighs?" Erik smirked as he crawled over you in bed and kissed you. "Now you're just being a kiss ass" you say as he locks eyes with you. "Bend over then" Erik winked. Your stomach instantly dropped at his aggression, not thinking that he would actually go for it. It's only been day two with Erik and just by his crazy, kinky actions, he might in fact be a freak freak. "Get naked" he barked, biting his bottom lip. You wasted no time as you felt a pool flood in your panties. Undressing yourself, you noticed the door was cracked and Erik noticed the stress in your face. "Don't worry. I know Adonis is keeping Jasmine busy. He's not gonna bother us" he said as you got back in bed.

"Take this and lay that way" Erik said giving you a pillow, urging you to lay on the opposite end of the bed. "Arch that back for me Princess" he said as you could hear him behind you, you did as told and looked back at him. "A little more" he directed. Tooting your ass up in the air you laid on the pillow face first. "Just like that" he said getting on the bed, slapping your left ass cheek. "Ouch!" you groaned feeling the sting of his hand against your flesh. "Relax" Erik said lowly. Sighing, you felt Erik's fingers grazing against your back side and a soft kiss in the painful spot on your left ass cheek, "I'm still a kiss ass huh?" he called out. Laughing, you looked back at him and shook your ass slightly in his face. "Chill out for a minute ma" Erik warned. "You can come up now, you proved your point kiss ass!" you joked. "I'm not done yet" Erik said seductively placing a kiss to the right cheek. Obliging, you leaned more into the pillow and stared at a spot on the wall when you felt Erik's warm tongue graze across your folds. Biting at your bottom lip, your eyes rolled as Erik used his fingers to pleasure your clit. Spreading your legs wider for easier access, Erik picked up the pace, this time his tongue submerged into your center causing you to see stars. Letting out soft moans, attempting to muffle your cries into the pillows you watched as Adonis appeared at the threshold of the door staring at you.

Your eyes widen as you felt like Erik (even though it was Adonis) was watching you and pleasing you at the same time. You moved your hands in an attempt to shoo him away but Adonis didn't move. Erik took it a step further by swiping his tongue up your ass quickly in between your cheeks, and back down to your folds. This sensation drove you crazy while Erik slipped his two fingers inside of you. "Oh my!" you let out as Adonis watched as your body convulsed on the bed. Your eyes never left his as Erik continued pumping his fingers in and out of you. Adonis stared at you as if he were watching himself doing this. Adonis grabbed himself about to stroke his member when you noticed he was naked. Your jaw dropped (because of Erik pleasing you, and also because his brother was exposing himself) at his length, and his boldness to do something like this. You shook your head fast as low moans escaped your lips from Erik curling his fingers hitting your g-spot repeatedly. Your mind was in two different places, hoping Adonis would leave but not wanting Erik to stop. You couldn't take it anymore and finally shouted for Erik. As Erik removed his fingers from you slowly, Adonis quickly fled the room, and you turned over on your back looking at Erik trying to mentally process what you just witnessed.

Erik wasted no time to slide into you as he locked eyes with you fucking you fast. Erik's strokes were sharp, hard, and fast and it was just enough to make tears form in your eyes. "I'm cumming!" You cried faintly. "Don't hold back princess! Give it to me" Erik grunted as he flexed his muscles while pumping in and out of you even faster. Within minutes, you creamed all over his dick and laid there breathless. You stared at the ceiling, hoping it would calm your nerves when Erik began placing kisses on your neck. "Damn, I'm glad we met" he let out. "Me too" you said sitting up. Your mind was racing and you couldn't control it. "Hey E, I'm gonna get a bottle of water from the kitchen, you want anything?" you asked getting out of bed and walking to his closet to grab a t-shirt to put on. "Yeah, bring me a Gatorade and hurry back. I'm not finished with you" he smirked. Putting on a t-shirt, you kissed Erik leaving the room, closing the door behind you.

You found Adonis in the fridge now with a pair of shorts on. "What the fuck was that!" I questioned lowly. Adonis chuckled as he grabbed some whipped cream and brown liquor from the fridge. "I could ask you the same thing, you got my brother eating ass now?!" Adonis questioned in a sarcastic tone. "Don't play dumb. Why were you in there. It's late, shouldn't you be with Jasmine?!" I questioned him angrily. "Look, the door was open and I heard something going on. I thought maybe he was up watching some porn or some shit!" Adonis said. "And if he was, that doesn't mean you walk in on him. He could've been handling some business. Like that shit was creepy as fuck Adonis!" I said walking past him to open the fridge. You bent over slightly to grab a bottle of water and Gatorade when Adonis stood in the fridge next to you, "I didn't see you complaining either!" Adonis said causing you to jump. "Adonis, I tried to get you to go away. The shit was hella creepy, and fucking disgusting. Why would you just stand there and watch us like that? And then you were naked!" I say getting a little loud. "Why not? You have the face for porn. You should make a movie sometime. But if you must know, I had just finished with Jasmine" Adonis said in a cocky tone. Before you knew it, you pushed Adonis into the fridge with your hand around his neck. "Don't fucking play with me!" You yelled. "You okay Hazel?!" Erik shouted from his room. You could hear him getting out of bed. Adonis raised his brow at you, "Be careful, my brother is the aggressive type" he warned before taking your hand off of him. "Enjoy your night" he said taking the whipped cream and liquor with him.

Erik walked into the kitchen in a pair of shorts, "Everything okay?" he asked opening the fridge to grab the Gatorade. "Yeah" I said in shock. "Let's just go back to your room" I said. "Good, I was getting lonely in there" Erik chuckled.

JASMINE

Flushing the toilet, I washed my hands and turned on the water to the huge jacuzzi like tub. I adjusted the messy bun in my hair and pulled it into a high bun. There was a knock at the door and it was Adonis with whipped cream and D'usse liquor in hand. Adonis placed the items on the counter and dropped some bubble bath in the tub. "What's this for?" I asked nervously. "Part two" Adonis chuckled. I examined the D'usse bottle and looked at Adonis in the mirror, "You know liquor and sweets don't mix" I replied. Adonis took the bottle from you and opened it. "I know, just relax" he said drinking from the bottle. I watched his carefree, gritty behavior and I was definitely turned on, "So what's the whipped cream for?" I asked. Adonis pulled you into a kiss, he was definitely feeling the liquor, "I'm gonna lick it off you" he said inserting his tongue down your throat, palming your ass. Damn Adonis was a good kisser, and if he kept this up, part two was definitely gonna go down in the bathroom.

Adonis turned off the water opened the can of whipped cream. "You ready?" he questioned. You shook your head and he sprayed whipped cream across your chest, quickly licking it off. His warm tongue against your skin sent you over the edge. Pulling Adonis into a kiss, you grabbed his pleasure stick and stroked it generously. Adonis bit your bottom lip seductively and palmed your ass, sticking two fingers into you roughly. A loud moan escaped your lips as he pumped in and out of you repeatedly. Holding onto Adonis' shoulder, you let out a slew of cuss words and pulled his fingers away from your body. Adonis sucked his fingers dry and took another swig of the liquor. You took the bottle from him to take a sip, you took a little more than you expected, causing your face to scrunch up as the liquor hit your throat. Adonis chuckled, "Settle down baby girl, I got you" he encouraged. Closing the bottle of liquor, you decided to put it in the bedroom, Adonis followed behind you and grabbed his phone. "What's that for?" I asked getting into the tub, enjoying the hot water on my body. "Shit this feels good" I groan, getting comfortable. "I can make you feel better" Adonis said getting in behind you with his phone in hand. You were indeed tipsy, but felt weird about Adonis having his phone out, especially in the tub.

"D, be careful, I don't want you to drop that" I said to him. Adonis comes behind you kissing your neck as the screen on his phone changes to video, you look directly into the camera and back at him as he lays it on the wall in front of the tub. "It's just you and me, part two baby" Adonis whispers on your neck before cupping your breasts under water biting at your neck. "Shit!" you hiss as you feel his hard dick pressing against your ass. Adonis takes the phone and places it on the opposite end of the wall so that you're able to relax your back against the tub. Adonis takes your legs and pushes them by your head and slides into you effortlessly. Your low eyes stare at him intensely as you can see the timer on his phone going up by the second. "Damn you tight as fuck" he breathes out picking up his pace. You pull him into a kiss and look in his eyes. "D what are you doing?" you asked faintly, beginning to feel a little too hot from the water and the liquor in your system. "Giving you watch you want, and something to remember for tomorrow" he said kissing you. Adonis grabbed your hips and bounced you on his dick faster , you could feel yourself about to cum but the more you watched yourself in the camera, you felt yourself getting angry. You tightened your muscles around Adonis and lifted from him. Getting out of the tub, you grabbed his phone, stopped the video, grabbed a towel and walked into the bedroom.

"Jasmine! Jasmine!" Adonis called out and quickly followed you into the room. Turning on the fan you began to dry off and you deleted the video from his phone. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Adonis yelled. You opened the bottle of D'usse and downed it for a moment, making a disgusted face as you swallowed. You took a deep breath and finally spoke. "D, I was too hot and I couldn't look at myself like that." You argued. "Why didn't you say so?" he asked snatching the phone from you. "I didn't want to ruin the mood" you said. You got in bed and threw the towel off of you, "You know if you're not okay with something, you could just tell me" Adonis said getting in bed next to you. "You didn't ask if I wanted to make a movie either" I added. "I'm sorry I just-" You shushed Adonis and straddled him, "Don't ever get slick with me like that again." You warned. "I'm sorry I just-" "You weren't Adonis." You argued. Any other nigga who tried some shit like this, you would've left. But once again, something about how he took over your body with that whipped cream and his fingers drove you insane.

"Unlock your phone" you said to him. Obliging, Adonis handed you the phone, you flipped the camera to video mode and placed the phone on your side of the bed on the nightstand, making sure you two were in view. Setting the video to record, you straddled Adonis and grabbed his chin. "If this is what you want, you're gonna have to play by my rules" you said seductively before licking his bottom lip.

HAZEL

Getting back in bed with Erik, you felt hella uneasy. You felt violated, traumatized, and confused all in one. Taking off Erik's shirt you covered yourself in the covers immediately and grabbed your phone from the nightstand to text Jasmine. "Everything okay?" Erik asked. I sighed heavily, "Have you ever felt like you were being watched Erik?" I questioned. "All the time" he said taking a sip of his Gatorade. "No, I mean like, you're in the middle of doing your thing and you just feel an eerie presence over you?" I questioned him. Erik closed his bottle and took off his shorts and snuggled under the covers next to you. "No Princess, what's with the weird questions?" he asks with concern. "I don't feel right Erik. I feel like, like I'm... like I'm prey or something" you said at lost for words.

Erik rolled over, grabbed the remote and turned off the television. He wrapped his arms around you and cuddled you in bed. "Nobody is gonna bother you and nobody's watching you right now but me. Maybe it's some shit in that water, or you think Adonis put some crazy shit in the dinner tonight?" Erik chuckled. You elbowed Erik, "It's not funny. I haven't heard from Jasmine either" you said sounding worried. "Hazel relax. Jasmine is okay. She's with my brother and there's no cameras, no nothing. Adonis is probably in his room asleep" Erik said. You shook your head, "No Erik. When I went to get us something to drink, Adonis had liquor and whipped cream in hand" you argued.

"Okay, they doing something right now. Let them have their fun, just like we were doing" Erik said turning you over to face him. "I know you can't see me because it's dark, but there's nobody watching us. I promise Princess. Let's just got to bed so we can have sex in the morning" Erik joked before kissing you. Pulling away, you wrapped your arms around Erik and held him as tight as you could. Hearing his heartbeat, and taking in the eucalyptus scent on his pillows seemed to calm you down. Erik kissed your forehead and began massaging your booty. Giggling at the gesture you pulled away, "What the fuck?" you said. "Nobody's watching us so I can rub it right?" he asked playfully. "Oh shut up!" you joked turning your back against Erik as he readjusted his embrace around you. He held you close and kissed your ear. "For real, just get some sleep. We been up heavy these past few days. You and Jas deserve to sleep in and relax tomorrow" he said placing a kiss to your neck.

Waking up next to Erik the second morning in a row, it all felt so familiar. You admired the fact that he was still holding you in his sleep, something about this side of him made you smile. Deciding to relish in the moment, you snuggled closer to him and closed your eyes. Drifting off to sleep, you and Erik toss and turned, struggling to find a comfortable spot in bed. Growing tired of the discomfort, you climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom to brush your teeth. Since Erik was still awake, you decided it was the perfect time to enjoy the huge tub again, but by yourself. Turning on the water, you placed a few drops of lavender bubble bath inside the water and watched as the tub filled with bubbles.

There was a small amount of light coming in from the blinds, you turned them in the opposite direction to avoid any light passing through, grabbing a cigarette lighter you lit the two candles in the bathroom and turned off the lights to set the mood. You didn't sleep horrible last night, but your mind was so cluttered with horrid thoughts of Jasmine, and your displeasure of Adonis, to the point where you still woke up in a funk. Getting into the tub, you submerged yourself into the water and rested your head on the pillow attached to the wall of the tub. Relaxing, you took in the scent of the candles and closed your eyes to savor the peaceful moment.

Your moment of bliss would soon come to an end when Erik walks in to take his morning splash. Flushing the toilet, Erik washed his hands and greeted you, "You couldn't wait for me huh?" he questioned taking off his shorts. You chuckled as you stared at his morning wood, fanning in the air with all of its' glory. "My eyes are up here" Erik said playfully before stepping into the tub. Sighing, you eyed Erik before glancing at the candles. Erik moved and got behind you, pulling your back against him so that you could relax on his chest. Erik kissed the back of your shoulder, he could tell you were tense. He sighed, "Did anything that I said last night ease your mind?" he questioned. You shook your head no, finally breaking the silence. "I don't have a good feeling about Jasmine and Adonis. I.. I don't think she should see him anymore" you say.

"But why?" Erik questioned. "Just an intuition." You replied shrugging your shoulders. "I just don't wanna see her get hurt. I don't want to pick up the pieces again" I said turning towards Erik, I straddled him and watched as my hand trailed his chest. "You don't have to. I know she's your best friend, and more like a sister but... she's got to experience things for herself. I can't speak on my brother's behalf but I didn't put him on just so he could hurt her" Erik said. "But what are his intentions? I know he doesn't want to marry her, nor does he see a future with her" I added. Erik smiled, "Hazel you're taking this too serious. I'm sure the both of them just wanted to have a good time; if it turns into anything beyond that, it's not our doing anymore. Just let them be, I'm sure she's not talking to Adonis about you and me." Erik said hoping you'd change the subject. Rolling your eyes you laid on Erik's chest and listened to his heartbeat. "That's besides the point, I know things that you don't Erik. I just want her to be safe." You said sadly. "Look, I'm not gonna babysit this conversation anymore today. It's a new day and we need to relax and enjoy each other's company. Don't worry about them unless you have to" Erik said. "And I have every reason to worry Erik!" I said to him in angst. He sighed and got out of the tub and walked into the shower, turning the water on.

Following behind him, you two showered in silence. Getting out, You threw on a pair of Erik's boxers, a set of joggers and a big t-shirt. You threw your hair into a messy bun and walked into the livingroom to sit on the couch. Jasmine and Adonis came out of the room in very high spirits. "Hazeeeee!" Jasmine said plopping down on the couch next to you looking refreshed. "Damn you look like Erik" she joked. I rolled my eyes. "Everything okay?" Jasmine asked, noticing that your facial expression hadn't changed. "Yeah" I replied watching Erik come out of his bedroom to join everyone in the livingroom; he sat in the recliner away from us.

"Something happened between you two?" Adonis asked noticing that Erik hadn't spoken to anyone. "Nah. We good" Erik said simply, and began scrolling through his phone. "Well, how about we do breakfast, maybe that'll cheer you up!" Jasmine said to you in a happy tone. "Get dressed, we can get breakfast on the way home" I said to Jasmine dryly. Jasmine scrunched her face in confusion. "Hazel, what's wrong?" Jasmine said looking at you with genuine concern. "I said I'm ready to go. Get dressed and we'll get breakfast. I didn't stutter Jas" I said in a choppy, but harsh tone. Jasmine got up from the couch and walked to the bedroom, Adonis followed closely behind before slamming the door.

A silence casts on the room before Erik finally spoke. "You didn't have to talk to her like that" he yelled. "Stay out of it. You didn't care for the conversation to begin with, so I'll talk to her and handle this situation" I snapped, raising from the couch. Erik stood up from his chair "Quit being dramatic and let the girl have some fun, damn! She didn't hover over you when you spent the night with me alone." Erik added. "And that was different okay! I can handle myself! But I told you how I feel about your brother!" I yelled. Adonis' bedroom door opened, and he walked out, "So, how do you feel about me?" Adonis questioned.

I raised an eyebrow and walked over to him ready to give him a peace of my mind, "I do-" I let out before Erik came behind me covering my mouth and picking me up carrying me to his bedroom. "She's just upset that I didn't give her any extra dick last night. Excuse her!" Erik said before closing the door. "What the fuck!" I yelled at Erik. "Chill the fuck out! If you keep this shit up, I can't have you over here anymore!" Erik replied. "Who gives a fuck! I don't like him!" I yelled trying to get out of Erik's embrace. Erik held you down tighter, "Please. I like you, and I want you here. But you gotta let this shit go with him; whatever it is you cannot come at him like that. I'm not saying he hits women but don't provoke him; you know our dad's Apollo Creed right?" Erik warned. I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, and my dad's George Foreman!" you retorted sarcastically. "I'm not afraid of him!" you yelled back. Erik sighed, "Just learn to pick your battles Princess. This isn't one of them. Just go home and cool off and I'll see you later" Erik said pecking my lips. Sighing, Erik released his grip on you and you got up and left the room.

Walking back into the living room, you saw Jasmine leaning on the couch next to Adonis, "Jas let's go" you said simply. Jasmine kissed Adonis goodbye and mouthed "I'm so sorry!" to Erik and Adonis before leaving

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Three’s Company: Chapter 3 || Erik Killmonger x Adonis Creed x Black!OC

A/N: Sorry this is so late!!!! I’m currently on vacation but here it is! I made it super long and filled you smut for you guys!!!! ENJOY!

Words: 5.1k (Long AF but you’ll love every word!)

Warnings: Swearing, Smut (A LOTTTTTT)

Georgia’s POV

I woke up the next morning, wrapped in Erik’s arms. He slept so peacefully, his lips parted slightly and his chest rising and falling softly. I leaned in and kissed his lips. He stayed asleep so I kissed him again, deeply. I straddled him, not breaking our kiss and grinded on his naked body. A minute later, he was awake kissing me back and fully hard. He pushed himself into me and I moaned loudly. I rode him hard, feeling my orgasm nearing.

“Daddy, I’m gonna cum!” I moaned.

Then my fucking phone started to ring.

“Mother fucker!” I shouted.

“Let it go to voicemail,” Erik whined. I reached over and looked at the caller ID.

“It’s my friend Madison. She never showed up last night. I should take this.”

“Well, I’m not stopping. You not bouta give me blue balls,” he laughed. “I’m gettin’ my nut.” I swiped answer and held the phone to my ear.

“Hello?”

“Okay, first I’m sorry that I was so late to the bar but ya ass wasn’t even there when I arrived!” She whined.

“So you got to the bar?” I asked as Erik sat up with me still straddling his lap.

“Bitch, not only did I get there, I met this fine ass chocolate nigga who took me back to his hotel suite!” She moaned into the receiver. “This nigga blew my fucking back out! Holy shit! I snuck out of the hotel early this morning before he could wake up!” Erik reached down and rubbed my clit making me cry out. “Um… You good?”

“Yeah, I’m just– Fuck! Right there!”

“BITCH ARE YOU GETTING FUCKED RIGHT NOW?!” She laughed.

“Imma call you back!” I hissed throwing my phone on the floor. I pulled Erik’s dreads and rode him harder. “Fuck, Erik! Daddy, Yes!” I came hard and he followed seconds after me. His wet lips traced my neck and he looked me in the eyes.

“Good morning to you too,” he grinned.

We had a lazy Sunday. We ordered take out, closed all the blinds, and watched movies all day… Not to mention all the incredible sex we had. I was so fucking pissed that I had to get up for work on Monday. Erik and I walked out of my brownstone, Monday at 8 am. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked into his eyes.

“I don’t wanna go to work,” I frowned.

“Nah, none of that. You gotta go secure that bag, Princess,” he advised me.

“When can I see you again? You said you weren’t in town for long,” I reminded him.

“That’s true… I did say that. But who knows?”

“What changed?” A smile crept on my face.

“Maybe someone gave me a reason to stay,” he shrugged. I tiptoed and kissed him deeply.

“I’ll call you tonight?”

“You better.” He gave my ass a slap before hopping in his Uber. I got in my car and drove to work feeling like I was on clouds. I clocked in and sat at my desk, still grinning like an idiot when Madison rushed over, with a mischievous smile.

“Who’s Erik?” She winked. My eyes widened.

“What?” I asked.

“You never hung up the phone yesterday, and I heard y’all fucking!” She cackled. “Who is he?!”

“I’ve told you about Erik… You know? My childhood boyfriend? We were in foster care together, we lost our virginities to each other-”

“BITCH, YOU MEAN 50 SECOND ERIK?!” She laughed. I groaned, covering my face.

“I can assure you, he lasts a lot longer than 50 seconds now,” I winked. We both laughed as someone cleared their throat behind Madison. She moved out of the way and there stood Adonis, holding a stack of papers. I had completely forgotten about Donnie and our… Exploits. Our falling out hadn’t even crossed my mind after I reconnected with Erik.

“Can you make 5 copies of this for me, please?” He asked handing me the paper.

“That’s my cue to leave,” Madison excused herself. “We’ll talk later.” She walked away and I took the papers from Donnie and went over to the machine. He came around the desk to the copier.

“I’ve been texting and calling since yesterday morning,” he said in a hushed voice.

“Sorry. I was… busy,” I smirked, reminiscing about my weekend with Erik.

“Gigi, I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you,” he pleaded. “I had a great time Friday-”

“Are you sure you should be talking to me here? Wouldn’t wanna risk you not getting that promotion.”

“Actually, I got the promotion…”

“Well, whoop-de-fucking-do!” I rolled my eyes. “Excuse the fact that I’m not jumping for joy-”

“But not before I told HR about us.” He added. I stopped making copies and looked at him.

“You… You what? You told HR about us?!” I hissed. “Without telling me?!”

“If I’m not mistaken, you got mad that I didn’t say anything, and now that I have, you’re still upset? That’s why I kept trying to call you. If you’d listen to any of the voicemails I left, you would’ve known.”

I took a deep breath.

“Look, Donnie,” I sighed. “I really wish you hadn’t because-” He pressed his lips to mine and I felt a warmness go through my legs, turning them to jelly. “I… Um. I-I-I don’t know if I feel the same way…”

“Well, maybe I can help you remember,” he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine. I felt my panties dampen.

“I… um, maybe,” I stammered.

“I got my own office now. It’s across from the break room. So if you change ya mind, you can come by on your break… And I’ll show you exactly what this mouth can do,” he bit my earlobe lightly before getting his papers from the copier and retreating from my desk. I was actually sweating. Fuck fuck fuck! What do I do? My heart and vagina started arguing.

Vagina: Adonis went and told HR about you, plus you’ve liked him since FOREVER!

Heart: But Erik’s your one true love, Georgia!

Vagina: Erik isn’t here, now is he?

Heart: Fuck you slut. You’re gonna be the reason that I break again!

Vagina: Um, who tf was thinking about love? I’m tryna get ate so… Let’s go ride his face, G.

Brain: No! Jesus, Georgia! Stop thinking with your cooch and your heart and start thinking with your head! You shouldn’t have any more sexual contact with either of these guys until you figure out what to do! Do I make myself clear?!

Georgia: Okay, fine. Whatever.

*3 Hours later*

“Fuck, Donnie, I’m cumming!” I cried out. I was laid out flat on Adonis’ desk while he knelt on the floor, tongue deep in my pussy. “Yes! FUCK!” I came and he lapped up every drop. He stood up from the floor, unzipped his pants and thrusted into me.

“Shit, baby!” He hissed. “Less than 2 days and you had me craving ya fucking pussy!” He kept me flat on the desk but brought my legs up so that my calves rested on his shoulders as he pounded into me. My legs were already numb from my weekend with Erik and this was making whatever feeling I currently had faded away. “I’m cummin’!”

“Me too,” I managed to gasp. He grabbed me by my throat and pulled me up to meet his lips. Once I came, he grunted and pulled out of me, jerking his dick hard. He let out a groan as he came on my thigh. I grabbed some memos off his desk and wiped off the cum that started to run down my leg. He pulled me close to him, kissing my nose.

“So, I’m forgiven?” He grinned.

“You’re on thin ice,” I corrected him, pulling my skirt back down.

“Oh, word? Thin ice?” He laughed. “What I gotta do to get back on your good side? Fuck you back here?” He asked grabbing my ass. My mind started drifting to the thought of him pounding my ass. He noticed the look on my face and raised his eyebrows. “Seriously?” I nodded slowly biting my lip. “Aight. You ain’t gotta tell me twice.” And I hiked my skirt back up and laid over his desk.

***

I ran over to Madison’s desk after Donnie and I were done… Again.

“I need to talk to you!” I pleaded. She put her hand over her mouth piece.

“I’m with a client, Georgia,” she informed me.

“I just had sex with Donnie in his new office! TWICE!” I hissed. Her eyes popped out her head.

“Mrs. Hernandez, I’m going to have to transfer you call to my associate Adam,” she spoke in her ‘Becky’ voice. She pressed a button. “ADAM! YOU HAVE A CALL!” She shouted to him before pulling me around her desk, and sitting me across from her. “First of all, WHAT?!” I nodded my head in shame, covering my face. “Bitch, what about Erik?”

“That’s why I’m freaking out!” I groaned. “I’ve liked Donnie for years! He’s kind, I met his mother, and he put his ass on the line by telling HR about us. On the other hand, I’ve been in love with Erik since I was 14! I thought that spark went out years ago, but it was like we were never apart, Madison! Teenage Georgia came out and fell in love with him all over again! I don’t know what to do! This is terrible!”

“Um… Bitch. This is like… The OPPOSITE of a problem!” Madison raised an eyebrow. “You have two FOINE ass niggas in ya back pocket and you’re stressing for what?? Who says you have to choose between them?” I looked up at her.

“What? You’re not serious! Tell me you’re not serious!”

“I’m as serious as a heart attack! It’s the 21st century, Gigi! Why do you need to pick one?” Was she seriously making me consider dating them both?… Yes she was.

“Will you sleepover tonight? We can call in sick tomorrow like we used to do!” I squealed.

“Why wait until tomorrow? Cough cough, bitch. I’m sick, now.”

***

We got off of work and headed straight to my house. We bought a bunch of junk food to stock up my refrigerator then turned on a scary movie and started pigging out when my phone rang.

“Hello?” I answered without looking.

“So, I was sitting here, minding my own business and I started thinkin’ about ya pussy,” Erik said into the receiver. “And now I’m hard. So, Imma need you to slide through and come take care of this.”

“Hmm, is that all I am to you, Erik?” I smirked. “A sex toy?”

“More like sex bunny,” he laughed. “But nah Georgie, you know I got love for you, Princess. Listen, my cousins are havin’ a small get together and I want you here. I wanna show you off.”

“My friend, Madison is actually over so-”

“Bitch, don’t let me get in the way of you getting ya back blown out!” Madison hissed from next to me.

“Yeah, listen to her!” Erik chimed in. “But seriously, bring her. We got food and drinks. She’ll have a fun time.”

“Did he just say there’ll be drinks?” She whispered to me. I nodded. “The fuck we still doin’ here sober, Gigi?! Let’s be out!”

***

We got dressed and took an Uber to Erik’s hotel. I walked to the front desk.

“Excuse me,” I said to the concierge. “I’m looking for Erik Stevens’ suite. I believe he’s in the penthouse.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t give out guests’ information,” she said, not looking up from the computer.

“Well, he’s in the penthouse so if we can just go up-”

“I’m sorry, our penthouse is checked in by very important guests,” she taunted, finally looking up at me. “I doubt your friend is checked in at this hotel.”

“Listen, Becky,” Madison hissed stepping forward. “Unless you want my foot up ya ass, I suggest you stop with the indirects and start making sense.”

“Really? You’re gonna call me Becky?” The concierge snapped. “You people always want to play the race card! But if I called you Precious, it would be all over the news!”

“The fuck you just say?” Madison yelled.

I texted Erik immediately and let him know that we were downstairs and how disrespectful this bitch was. The elevator opened 2 minutes later and Erik got off, lookin like a whole ass meal. Concierge Cathy bit her lip and unbuttoned her top button. She stood up and flipped her hair. I stood up and kissed him deeply, making sure to keep eye contact with the concierge.

“You good, baby?” He asked holding my waist.

“I’m great,” I smiled.

“Mr. Stevens!” The Concierge interrupted. “I hope everything is well-”

“Uh, Yeah, Fine. Why aren’t you letting my guests upstairs?” He snapped. Her face dropped.

“I-I-I apologize sir!” She stuttered. “I didn’t know they were your guests.”

“Bullshit! We told you twice!” Madison scoffed.

“I’ll let it slide this time, but if you ever disrespect any of my guests again, I’ll have ya fuckin’ job. We clear?”

“Yes, Sir. I’m so sorry sir.”

“Wait,” Madison raised her eyebrows. “We just gonna ignored the fact that this bitch called me ‘Precious?’”

“She called you what?!” Erik screeched. He turned to the concierge who looked pale and sickly. “Nah. It’s clipped for you. Turn in ya uniform.”

“Mr. Stevens, please! I’m sorry-”

“You have 15 minutes to get off my cousin’s property,” Erik warned her. “Or imma throw ya ass out myself. Pack ya shit, bitch. Ya done!” She scrambled to the back in tears as I turned to Erik in shock.

“That was so sexy,” I whispered, kissing him hard.

“I just don’t tolerate disrespect,” he reassured me.

“Um, pause, rewind, play. Your cousin owns this hotel?” Madison asked.

“He and my friend do. You must be Madison. I’m Erik,” he extended his hand.

“Trust me, I know. I recognized your voice immediately from when I called Gigi on the phone while you were rearranging her guts,” Madison grinned. I slapped my palm to my forehead as Erik laughed.

“Let’s head upstairs. T’s waiting for me to come back.” Erik ushered us into the elevator. He swiped his key and hit the 30th floor button, taking us all the way to the top. Once the doors opened, Madison and I dropped our jaws.

“‘Small get together’ my ass,” I hissed to Erik as we got off the elevator. There were about 100 people in the penthouse, waiters with white gloves handed out drinks, there was a sushi/seafood bar in one corner, a hot food buffet in the other. “Erik… What is this?”

“My cousins are hosting a few diplomats for this charity event. I wanted you to be my date,” he explained.

“Are those crab legs over there?” Madison gasped. “Girl, you know where I’ll be if you need me.” And she ran over to the seafood bar. Erik snaked his arm around my waist and led me into the party. Terrence and Sam were talking to– I choked on my champagne and pulled Erik back.

“That’s Tony fucking Stark!” I gasped.

“Yeah, I kinda wanna punch that dude in the face,” Erik rolled his eyes. “He’s an asshole.”

“He’s a rich asshole!”I corrected. He leaned into my ear.

“T’s richer,” Erik informed me. We stood next to them and Erik cleared his throat.

“Mr. Stark, you remember my cousin, Erik,” Terrence said.

“Yes, of course. And who is your beautiful guest?” Tony asked.

“This is my girl, Georgia,” Erik introduced me. My body tingled at those words…. That we, of course, needed to discuss. Tony kissed my hand making Erik frown.

“Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Stark,” I tried not to squeal.

“The pleasure is all mine, Georgia,” he winked. “You are gorgeous, I must say…” I blushed as Erik scowled. “If you ever find yourself in New York, please, give me a call.” Erik was now livid and opened his mouth to say something but Terrence stopped him.

“Erik!” He interjected. “Walk away.”

“But-”

“Hamb ‘umshiye!” He hissed. Erik clenched his teeth, put his hand in the small of my back and walked us away.

“I should’ve punched that nigga in his mouth,” he growled. “The fuck he think he is?! He ain’t shit without that fuckin’ suit. I’ll beat a nigga’s ass!” I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“You called me your girl,” I grinned. “When did this happen?” He bent down to earshot.

“The moment you let me nut in ya pussy,” he whispered. “Now if I’m not mistaken, I invited you over so you could help me deal with an issue…” He pulled me closer to him, pressing his erection against my crotch. I moaned softly as he moved his hands to my ass and we moved to the music playing. “Lemme take you upstairs and pump you full of-”

“GEORGIA!” Madison’s loud ass screeched from behind us. Erik groaned and let go of me. Madison ran over to us and grabbed my arm. “He’s here! Holy fuck, he’s here!”

“Who? Who’s here?” I asked annoyed.

“The nigga from the club!” She gasped. “You know, the nigga who brought me back to his hotel, blew my spine out, and I left before he woke up? HIM! He’s here!” She pointed to the bar to where-

“Martin?!” Erik laughed. “Wait-! Shit! You’re the girl he was tellin us about?”

“Bitch, what do I do? I need to get up out of here! We need to go!” She whined.

“Go? Bitch, we just got here!” I protested. “I ain’t tell you to leave him, hoe! If you wanna go then go.”

“Bitch, fuck you-”

“Madison,” Martin’s voice said from behind us. We turned and looked. “And Georgia. What a nice surprise. It’s good to see you again.”

“You too,” I said politely. He looked at Madison.

“I think when I last saw you, you were sneaking out of my room, shoes in one hand, pants in the other,” he smirked.

“Look… I’m sorry about that,” she sighed. “It’s just… A long story.”

“Well… If you want, I have time,” he smiled and offered up his arm. She gave him a smile then they went off.

“Aww, they cute,” I grinned. “I ship them.”

“You what?” Erik asked.

“Um. Nothing. Now… You was sayin’ somethin’ bout pumpin’ me full of something…” I purred. He gripped my ass hard and bent down to kiss me on the lips. However, our moment was cut short by-

“Erik?” Sam walked up.

“On God, if one more person interrupts us-” Erik rolled his eyes.

“Sorry but I thought you might like to know that brother invited your ex,” she explained.

“He did what?!” Erik hissed.

“Yeah… He forgot that things ended badly between you two. I only say this because-”

“Erik!”

We both looked up to see a gorgeous woman and her date standing in front of us.

“O-M-G! I knew that was you!” She tiptoed and hugged him… For too long, might I add.

“Candace! Devin!” Erik raised his eyebrows. “Wow.. It’s been… A minute.”

“It has! I miss you so much!” She squealed. “We have to catch up soon, yeah? Let’s get brunch next Saturday! You look good…” I felt myself getting angry.

“Ahem,” I cleared my throat in an over dramatic way.

“Oh, shit. My bad. This is my girl, Georgia,” Erik introduced. The smile on Candace’s face faded a bit but she turned to me.

“Hi! I’m Candace!” She said. “Me and Erik go wayyyy back!”

“We go farther,” I smirked. Erik cleared his throat and looked at Devin.

“So, what’s been goin on wit you man?” Erik asked. Devin rolled his eyes and looked at Candace.

“Look, we just stopped by for a minute. We got other places to be, so…”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s cool. It was great seeing you guys-”

“Uh-huh,” Devin said, taking Candace’s arm and walking out the door. Erik groaned and led my up the spiral staircase to one of the rooms within the penthouse. He closed the door and locked it. I sat on the bed.

“Well… That was awkward,” he half laughed.

“Running into an ex is always awkward,” I stated. “She seemed happy to see you, though. Sayin you looked good, tryna make plans, flirting with you as if I wasn’t standing right there!”

“Who? Candy? Nah, she just-”

“Oh word? She’s Candy, now? Bet,” I folded my arms.

“Georgie, you got it all wrong… Candace isn’t my ex,” he sighed sitting down next to me. “Devin is.” My eyebrows could’ve gotten lost in my hairline by how high they jumped up.

“D-Devin… Is your ex?” I asked. “…So you’re-”

“Bisexual? Yeah, I am,” he nodded. “That’s not a problem, right?”

“Why would that be a problem?”

“Girls are weird about it after they find out,” he shrugged. “Thinkin’ I’m gay n shit. Like, damn! Y’all ain’t think I was gay when I was rearrangin’ ya guts! That’s why I stopped tellin’ people. Me and Devin broke up because he got insecure every time I talked to a girl just because his last nigga left him for some bitch. And he looked okay tonight until I introduced you as my girl… He also had an issue with me being bit…” He took a deep breath then looked over at me. “You sure you’re good? It don’t bother you or nothin’?”

“It doesn’t bother me,” I shook my head. “…I actually think it’s kinda hot…” Erik raised an eyebrow. “Like… Really hot…” I slid my jacket off and straddled him.

“Yeah?” He panted, moving his hand to my waist.

“Yeah,” I bit his lower lip. “I don’t know why but thinkin’ about you with another man… Fuck… It makes me wet…” I led his hand up my dress to my panties. He pulled them aside and slid his finger along my slit, collecting my wetness on his finger.

“Shit…” He hissed.

“So I need you to hurry the fuck up and undress me because a bitch needs to be dicked down, now!”

“You ain’t gotta tell me twice!” He insisted, finding the zipper of my dress and yanking it down. I whispered in Erik’s ear that I wanted to be dirty whore fucked so I got fully naked and just unzipped the front of his pants. He turned me over, face down ass up on the bed, and immediately slammed into me. “Shit baby… This what you need?” I moaned in response and he pulled me up by my hair and grabbed my throat, hard. “Bitch, I asked you a fuckin’ question! This what you need?”

“Yes,” I moaned and he squeezed harder.

“Yes who?”

“Yes, daddy!” I croaked.

“That’s what I fuckin’ thought!” He threw me back onto the bed and pounded me relentlessly. Tears were forming in my eyes from the immense pleasure he was giving me. I was cumming within seconds. As my legs shook uncontrollably from the violent orgasm ripping through me, I repeatedly slapped the sheets on the bed trying to let Erik know I needed a break.

“Erik- Daddy, fuck… I can’t! I can’t!” I shook my head, slapping the sheets faster. He slowed down.

“What? You tappin out already? Nah, what happened to allat mouth a few minutes ago?” He laughed. “Uh-uh, Princess, you gettin this dick. You betta take that shit!” And he started back with the hard, deep strokes. “Yeah, take that dick! You takin that dick so well!” Erik was so deep, I could feel him hitting my cervix! At this stage, I was drooling all over myself and clawing at the sheets.

“Daddy! Daddy I’m cumming again!” I cried as I came again, mere seconds from my first one.

“You wanted to be fucked like a dirty whore, right?” Then he bent down to my ear level and didn’t stop thrusting as he whispered, “I’ll show you exactly how I treat dirty fucking whores.” He pulled out of me and flipped me onto my back. He gripped my neck with both hands and brought me down hard on his dick. “Open that fucking mouth!” He squeezed my cheeks together so that my mouth was ajar and spit in it. “Fucking swallow it.” I swallowed and stuck out my tongue to prove it was gone. Erik presses his forehead to mine and panted into my mouth. “I’m gonna cum… Fuck!” He grabbed me roughly by the throat and squeezed as he came inside of me. I loved the feeling of him filling me up. He kissed me all over my face before rolling off of me. He pulled me closer to him and nuzzled my ear. “I needa be honest with you, Georgia…” I looked up at him.

“What is it?” I asked. He caressed my face and stared into my eyes.

“My feelings for you haven’t changed,” he admitted. “As soon as I saw you in that bar on Saturday, I knew… I still love you.” My heart fluttered.

“I still love you too,” I whispered before kissing him. Our kissing got deeper until Erik pulled me on top of him.

“Shit, you got me hard again,” he moaned. “But we should probably get outta here. This is actually T’s room.”

Adonis’ POV

I grabbed the donuts from the back of my car and walked up the stairs to Georgia’s brownstone. I rang the doorbell and waited… And waited… And waited… I put the donuts down and pulled out my phone, dialing her number.

“Hello?” She answered sleepily.

“Hey, babygirl,” I smiled. “I got us some breakfast and I’ve been downstairs ringing ya bell for almost 10 minutes. Sleepin soundly without me?” Then she gasped.

“Actually I’m not home,” she explained. “Me and Madison went out last night and we ended up at her place instead.”

“Oh, I said disappointed. “Aight no problem. Can I see you later?” Before she could answer, I heard the muffled of another person’s voice… was she with another nigga?

“Um, can I let you know? I was planning on going up to Anaheim to see my aunt. It’s been a while since I talked to her…”

“Yeah, absolutely.”

“Great. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Aight. I miss y-” And the phone cut out…Great.

***

After leaving Georgia’s apartment and giving the box of donuts to some homeless people, I headed to the gym in the middle of Hollywood.

“Ayyy, wassup, D?” One of the locals greeted me as I walked in.

“What’s good?” I dabbed him up before walking to my usual area. I began my warmups when I noticed from the corner of my eye a guy I’ve never seen in the gym before, lifting weights in the corner. What made him stand out was the unusual scarring across his torso and back, ending at his wrists. His AirPods were in and he was in his own world, so I shook the thought out of my head and began my sets.

***

Drinking after working out is usually a bad idea but I had somehow convinced myself that if I went out later that night, it wouldn’t be an issue. I looked down at my phone to see if I had a response- nope. Nothing. Georgia hadn’t returned any of my texts or calls today. Could she still be mad about the work thing? I fucked her in the ass, what more could she want-

“Yo,” a voice said from beside me. I looked up to see the guy from the gym earlier sitting next to me. “You were at Monty’s earlier right? I saw you boxing. You’re good, man.”

“Respect,” I raised my beer bottle to him. “Yeah I saw you too. I’m Donnie.”

“Erik,” he shook my hand. “You drinking out ya sorrows or somethin?” I looked at the empty bottles in front of me.

“Nah… I mean. Fuck… it’s my girl- or I guess, a girl since we ain’t discuss our relationship status- she’s been dubbin me all day,” I shook my head.

“Damn, I’m sorry to hear that… You should go to her crib and see what’s up.”

“That’s the thing, I did that this morning and she wasn’t even home! Then I heard voices of someone else in the background and… I don’t know… Shit. I like this girl so fucking much… I just hope I ain’t do nothing to fuck it up.”

“Look I’m the last person anyone should be taking advice from but if you like her to the point where ya drinking alone at a bar, you should let her know that. Girls love that type of shit. Makes them wet as hell. But you gotta mean it, or else it’s a lie, and I don’t know about you, but I don’t lie,” he told me. Everything was sinking in.

“You right… I’m gonna go over there and-”

“No you’re not,” he interrupted me. “First of all nigga, you’re drunk and I saw you drive here which means you’re not driving anywhere. Second, you said she wasn’t home. So you showing up to her crib drunk while she ain’t home is a recipe for fucking disaster.” I groaned and laid my head on the table.

That’s when my phone vibrated. I sat up and checked it immediately.

Gigi❤️: Hey sorry I’ve been dodging you.

Gigi❤️: Can you come over?

I jumped up from my stool.

“She texted me! She wants me to come over! Shitting fuck! I can’t drive! Wait I can call an Uber!” I sent Gigi a reply telling her I’d be there soon and called an Uber to her place. Erik was getting up to leave.

“Yeah my girl just asked me to slide through so imma bounce,” he said, putting on his jacket. “But yo, good luck.”

“Thanks, yo, lemme pay for your drink, man. On me.” I gave my card to the bartender and Erik nodded.

“Thanks man, I’ll catch you around.”

“Word.” Once I was in my Uber on my way to Georgia’s my nerves were out of control. No other girl has ever made me feel like this before… The car had barely stopped as we pulled up to her crib. Shitshitshitshitshit! You got this. Just tell her how you feel. I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

“I’ll get it!” A male’s voice called out. What the fuck? The door was opening when I heard Georgia’s voice.

“No, E! I’ll…” She shouted as the door opened fully. “Get it…” Erik was standing in the doorway as Georgia cowarded behind him.

“What the fuck?” Me and Erik said together. Then we both looked at Georgia.

“This is why I wanted you guys to come over…” she whispered. “We all need to talk.”

~~~

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