“I asked you why the fuck you give my pussy away to that lame ass nigga.”
“I didn’t know it was yours,” she moaned out.
“Do you know it now? Huh?”
“Mmmmmm.”
“Do you know this my pussy, Brianna?”
“Yes, Devin. Oh God, yes.”
“If I find out you fucking that nigga, we gone have problems. This my shit. Now, tell me.”
“This your pussy baby and it’s about to cum again.” When she squirted again, I lost it. I wanted to snatch the condom off so bad, but I left it on and filled it with nut. My body was damn near having a seizure I came so hard.
“Why you ain’t tell me that thang knew how to do that?”
“Because I didn’t know.” When I laid down in the bed, I looked over at her and her ass was blushing as if it was a bad thing. I was about to grab her to me when she stood up and walked in the bathroom. Assuming she didn’t want all that wet shit on her, I let her do her thing. Snatching the condom off, I threw it on the floor. What fucked me up is seeing her come out and began putting her clothes on.
“Where the fuck are you going?”
“Home, baby. This was nice, but I have to get going.” I was still laying there looking stuck and dumb, and her flash looking ass was dressed in record time. Shorty walked over to me and kissed me on my lips like I was a lil hoe.
“When I’mma see you again?” I cursed myself for adding to it.
“I’ll let you know.” That was all she said before leaving out. How the fuck did I become the bitch in this situation?
16-BLAISE MONROE
It’s been almost a month since me and Devin’s rendezvous at the hotel. His ass been in his feelings, and the only way I could get him to let it go was to tell him I was coming to Miami. So, here I was grabbing my luggage from baggage claim. Knowing I wouldn’t be able to talk to Garrett once I walked outside, I called him.
“Hey, I made it.”
“I’m still not understanding since when you start going on girl trips?”
“Since my husband burned me. The best I’m sorry is always everything on your dime and my time. Thank you for my trip, and I’ll see you when I get back.”
“You really need to let that shit go. You acting like I knew I had it.”
“Garrett, you’re getting sloppy. If you think for one second I won’t uphold the stipulations as much as you hold the contract over my head, you got me mistaken. Clean your shit up. You’re tethering closely on breaking my only rule.” Hanging up the phone, I put it on DND and walked outside. The Miami sun was shining bright, so I slid my sunglasses on my face and looked around. It was a driver holding a sign that said Brianna, and I appreciated Devin not using my pseudonym.
Walking over, I told him it was me and he guided me to a Rolls Royce with midnight black tint. The driver opened the door and took my luggage. When I climbed inside, Devin was sitting there looking sexy as fuck. Climbing in his lap, I tongued him down immediately.
“Well damn. You don’t sound like you hate him now.” I jumped hearing another voice in the car. Turning around, I saw a lil boy cheesing at me hard as hell. Clearing my throat, I climbed off Devin and sat in the seat.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know someone else was in here. I’m Brianna.”
“I know who you are, I’m Landon. I see why all of a sudden you been singing him praises.” I looked at Devin and he was typing on his phone like we weren’t supposed to be a secret.
“I’m not sure I know what you mean. Devin, what’s going on?”
“He good.” This negro continued to type on his phone as if he didn’t see me panicking.
“Excuse him for being rude. He’s trying to make sure everything straight back at the house. He mentors me and sponsor my group home.” That made Devin head snap up quick.
“Didn’t I tell you I didn’t want nobody to know that? You could have just said you were my lil brother.” I could tell it really bothered Devin that someone knew.
“I could have, but I told you, I don’t like the way they dog you out. Anyway, you look different in person.”
