Swift pressed both knees on the bed and spread Star's legs wide before he lined up his dick and eased inside of her. Her body shuddered, and her mouth was wide open, as his dick slowly disappeared, inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside her womb.
"Star, baby. I think I'm…"
"Me too," she quickly answered, her hips winding as he pumped slowly inside of her. "And I'm… shit." Swift thrusted, then lifted one leg, holding it in the crook of his arm. "You're sooo fucking big."
"I know." He grinned, sweat peppering his skin as her walls completely took all the dick he had to give. "And I don't want to be your roommate no fucking more."
Her peepers expanded confusedly when his mouth completely covered hers.
"I want to be your fucking man. You cool with it, or naw?"
Star's eyes relaxed, breasts bouncing as Swift's dick practically climbed inside of her, stretching her to capacity. It hurt so good that she screamed. Chevy immediately barked erratically, his paws scratching the door. He liked Swift, but he loved Starlah. They both knew what that meant, but that was too bad, because Swift refused to come up off her pussy. Tonight, Chevy would have to be deprived of Starlah.
"We need to have a talk with our pups, baby, and set some rules."
He pulled out, then flipped her over, gripping both of her ass cheeks.
"Hell yeah. New rules. Hold still because that motherfucker outside gon' have to cry."
She giggled, which was short-lived when Swift dipped down, then rammed his dick inside of her. Slow strokes morphed into quick strokes when he felt her walls contracting. He reached around her waist and found her swollen nub when she grunted, feeling her body give way.
"That's that shit I need you to do, Star. Cum for me, baby."
Swift sat up and gripped her waist on each side, hitting her pussy in places he knew she'd never experienced pleasure before when she screamed, and fluid sprayed all over her comforter.
"A fucking squirter. Damn, I'm in love."
He laughed, but not for long, as Star reached underneath and cupped his balls. His body froze when his seed forcefully spilled inside her womb. Swift came so hard that he grew light-headed.
Starlah continued to massage his balls when he screamed, "That's enough, got damn it!"
He eased out of her, and with the little bit of strength he had, he plopped onto the bed next to her. She smiled and swiped her hair out of her face. He could get used to seeing her just like that: beautiful and freshly fucked.
"Now tell me what happened with old boy? Is he going to be a problem?"
"No." She smiled, thinking about her nephew who was on the way. "It's a long story, though." She sighed, turning to face him." I needed time to process it. I apologize for shutting down."
"Well, make it a short one and one that ends with me and you."
"I think I can do that." Star smiled, and he pecked her lips.
"Good girl."
Three MonthsLater
"How do you plead?"
"Your Honor, my client pleads not guilty."
The people in the courtroom yelled, some with profanity and pumped fists, as Griffin Regal pled not guilty. He, too, was in bed with Choppa. Once he sent in men to kill him, he gave up Lucky, who owed Choppa one hundred grand. Choppa felt slighted when he learned that Lucky had given Griffin half of his debt for fighting dogs.
"Very well. Let the record reflect that Mr. Regal has pled not guilty. A court hearing will be set for trial. In the meantime, your client shall remain in custody, along with his co-defendant, JimRichards." That was Choppa's legal name, a name Starlah would cringe at the sound of or even sight of in the local paper.
Griffin was discovered when his son and daughter, who were dressed like men, were scouting for other dogs. That day at Swift's grandmother's house was the day that Lucky and Creed's killers were close to being exposed. A week later, Money and Swift made sure cameras were installed. After they returned, in search of Papa, a license plate was captured on the camera.
Colt sat on the other side of the courtroom, his head hung low. He wasn't involved, but he'd overheard one of Choppa's men bragging about the murders. It was his way of helping Braelyn pay for a DNA test before Logan reached out. He felt he'd betrayed Starlah for sitting on information, but he was scared for his life.
"Oh, baby. Don't you worry. They will be found guilty." London hugged Starlah, then Swift as they both walked out of the courtroom.
