“Devin, wait!”
“Naw, you gone take this dick. Tell me you gone take it.”
“I’m going to take it.” That was all I needed to say as he slammed my body down on the hood.
“I knew this pussy was good. Throw that shit back at me.” Putting my legs around him, I began to wind my hips. “That’s right. Be a good girl and ride this dick.” It’s like I was back in college all giddy over Devin willing to do whatever just to be in his presence. I wasn’t desperate or anything, it was just something about his ass that had me gone from the moment I laid eyes on him.
“This dick is dicking.” His ass had the nerve to smirk as he pounded inside of me.
“I know. This was what you been wanting ain’t it? You needed some dickright.” I wanted to laugh, but he hit my spot hard causing me to gasp out.
“Devin.”
“Let that shit go. Don’t be trying to hold it in. Cum on this dick and show me you want it.”
“Devinnn!” That was all I could get out, so I continued to say his name. Out of nowhere, he pulled out of me, and I was ready to beat his ass. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“You’re not listening. When I tell you to do something, you fucking do it. Now, do what the fuck I said and cum on this dick.” Without warning, he slammed himself back inside of me and began pounding again. Reaching up, he grabbed me around my neck and squeezed.
“Fuck, I’m about to cum.”
“Good girl. You better wet this mufucka up too.” My body shook as I released and came as he demanded. It didn’t take himlong before his pumps increased, and his body jerked. I tried to pull back, but he held my ass in place, and I was livid. When his body finally dropped, he released me. His ass had the nerve to lay on top of me like this was about to be a sweet moment.
“Why the fuck would you do that? I specifically told you not to nut in me.”
“I warned you; I never do what I’m told. You’ll be aight. It was just me stamping my name on that pussy. Tell your goofyass husband that’s my shit now.” Not about to play with him, I pushed him off me and tried to adjust myself.
“You’re a menace and that’s why you’re going through the shit you are now. You don’t know shit about me, yet you gone nut in me. What if I’m crazy? What if I’m a trifling mama? Better yet, what if I have an STD?” This nigga laughed at me like I was crazy before wiping his dick off on my skirt. He had lost all his mind.
“You know you just at fault, right? All of that can be true, but it also can be true about me. Let me help you though, so you don’t have to figure it out. I am crazy. I’ll probably be a horrible father, and this dick cleaner than a wax on wax off job from a maid. Anything else?”
“Just stay the fuck away from me.” Storming off, I climbed in my car and pulled off. When I got out of the garage and down the street, I pulled over. Slamming my hands against the steering wheel, I fought back tears. I couldn’t believe my ass was still stupid over this man. If someone asked me what possessed me to fuck this man in a parking garage with no condom, I wouldn’t have anything to offer them but a dumb blank stare. It was the same way in college. I went back to my room and cried for giving my virginity to a man in his damn Camaro.
If people knew what I put up with, with Garrett they would say I was dumb, but that was intentional and strategy on my part. Now, Devin. A bitch was dumber than a box of rocks over him. The sad part is, I have no idea why. Wiping my tears,I straightened up and grabbed my phone. I couldn’t cry over spilled milk, and I knew what I had to do. Dialing my sister, Shaq, I waited for her to answer.
“Hey what’s up, sissie?”
“I need to use your name and insurance to go to the doctor tomorrow.”
“You can use it, but not until you tell me what it’s for. Spill bitch.”
“I need a plan b and an STD screening.”
“I know you fucking lying. So, you want to run my name through the dirt, and when I go back they be like heyyyy hot pussy how you been?” I tried not to laugh because it wasn’t a funny situation, but that would be fucked up.
“Please, you know if I go under my own name, it will be in the blogs by midnight.”
“Girl, you better pray that pussy not hot or imma fuck you up.”
“Thank you, sis.” Driving off, I felt better. Once I got this handled, I was staying the fuck away from Devin. His ass was trouble and I wanted no parts.
10-GARRETT JOHNSON
“Gar, you have a call on line two.” Nodding towards one of our producers, I walked into my office and closed the door. Grabbing the phone, I picked up only to be greeted by my latest problem.
“So, you’re not answering your phone now?”
“What do you want?” I said aggressively. Before I could say anything else, my assistant Brayden came bursting inside of my office. I was about to curse him out for not knocking, but he looked shook.
