Page 41 of A Beast Captured My Heart

“I can barely hold it, Beast. I’m so fucking cloooossssee.” Her needy voice was sending me in overdrive. Snatching my dick out of her ass, I flipped her over onto her back. I needed to look her in the eyes as I released this nut of mine inside of her. Kissing her swollen clit and licking her slit, I got comfortable between her thick ass thighs and looked her in the eyes as I entered her pussy. Kissing her on those sexy ass plump lips, I sucked and bit her bottom lip as I slowed my rhythm. This was the break down.

“You love me, Juicy?” I looked her deep in the eyes while dipping my head to suck on her chocolate drop nipples.

“Yesss! I love you, Beast!”

Grunting at her revelation, I hit her spot as her legs wrapped tight around me and locking behind my buttocks. If she was any other bitch, I would’ve told her to release the hold she had on me.

“You gone have my babies, Kayori?” This time I leaned forward and sucked on her collarbone. The mission was to drive her ass crazy, and the shit was working.

“Yesssss, baby. I’ll have a million babies by you, Beast!”

I chuckled lowly as she scratched my back up. Yori was straight capping hard for the dick. I got my point across though, so I let her ass have it.

“You better, Juicy. Now, tell me you will never leave a nigga!”

I never missed hitting that spot and I knew she couldn’t hold back her cum too much longer, but I needed to hear those words leave her mouth first.

“I’ll never leave you, baby. Pleaaasseee Beassst, I can’t hold it back any longer.”

Tears fell out her eyes she was in a hard ass dilemma, licking my lips I kissed her again.

“Cum all on yo dick, Juicy. Wet my shit up.”

As soon as I said the magic words, Juicy was juicing my whole dick up and I released right with her. Pecking her on the lips, I watched her ass snore and shook my head at how lethal my dick game was. I slipped on my boxers to check on Mattea and when I saw that she was still sleeping, I went inside of Kayori’s bathroom to shower and then I planned on ordering dinner. When she woke up, I planned to tell her my plans to go down to Cali to visit Stone. I was gon’ let her meet my momma’s dog ass too while I handled some business out there all in one.

Chapter Twenty

GUNNA

I sat in my car in the hospitals parking lot, going over my thoughts. Fear ran through my bones and I couldn’t even believe I came up here. I had to see my boy Stone. We were like brothers, and I desperately needed to clear the air with him. I just didn’t know if Beast already told him his point of view about it all. A nigga was fucked up inside and out, I took shit so far when I really didn’t have to. I knew I fucked up from the very beginning before shit even got this far.

I twisted up a blunt and reflected on my visit in Atlanta with Teflon. I really went out there to kill him, but I just couldn’t. I hated Teflon so much, but I loved him at the same damn time. I was never supposed to be gay; I hated the shit. I fucked so many bitches trying to get it out of me. No matter what I did and how many pussies I inserted my dick in, the feeling of Teflon couldn’t be matched. I craved him like the drugs he was now heavy on. He didn’t even look the same anymore. Tef was just as stressed as I was behind the whole situation. The night we had that foursome, I was drunk and off pills. I didn’t even know the bitch Laquanna recorded all of us doing that shit.

I put the blame on Teflon for so many reasons. The first one was him turning me out the way that he did. I hated myself for never even stopping him.

It was New Year’s Eve and I had a big ass celebration at my house. Everybody was drunk and passed the fuck out. Praise and Nia had left the party early along with Stone and the woman he was fucking at the time. I sat on my California king bed with two bitches naked and sleep from the crazy threesome we all just had. No way in hell I was about to lay up with them, so I made my way downstairs to smoke a blunt and get a bottle of water to take with my BC Powder medicine to prevent the hangover I knew would come in a couple of hours.

Once I made it to my huge family room, I noticed Teflon on the couch with a blunt already sparked up as he focused hard on his phone.

“Why yo ass ain’t passed out? You ain’t hit none of the stripper bitches I had here on demand, nigga?”

That shit was odd to me. Teflon was a pretty boy ass nigga and hoes flocked to him more than all of us put together.

“I ain’t want none of them hoes.”

The look in his eyes was different. I felt awkward as fuck standing in front of him with nothing but my Polo boxers on. He eyed me like a bitch would and I still ignored it, taking it as him being faded. Truth was, I sometimes would catch myself eyeing Teflon in a way I shouldn’t have. I don’t know why, and I could never explain it. It just seems like we always had some chemistry between us in my head and I knew it was wrong and weird as fuck.

When we would make drops together, it always would seem as though we were holding back from the other on what we were thinking. We even fucked a couple of bitches together, tag teamed, he’d be inside her pussy from the top, I would be in her asshole from the bottom. It wouldn’t be the feeling of my dick inside of her that would get me off, but my dick rubbing up against his and the friction would make me bust alone. I think deep down we both knew we wanted each other. We were just too afraid to admit it fearing rejection. We were street niggas; it went against the code and what we stood for.

I also didn’t know if it was just me that felt that way or both of us. Everybody has twisted ass thoughts that they kept to themselves in my opinion and me thinking I had some sort of sexual chemistry with Teflon was my twisted ass thoughts. I always admired Teflon’s swag, the way he dressed and how outspoken he was when it came to certain shit. The nigga had no chill. I looked at him suspiciously as I opened the pack of BC, I held my head back and dropped the powder in my mouth and chased the nasty shit with water. Taking a seat on the couch next to Teflon, he passed me the blunt. We chopped it up about unimportant shit as my eyes started to grow heavy. I was faded, but I always remained well knowledgeable of my surroundings. I never got too loaded to the point where I didn’t know what was taking place or going on around me.

I fell asleep and was awaken by a strong hand stroking the fuck out my hard dick. I slowly opened my eyes, because I knew it wasn’t no bitch. I wasn’t surprised when it was Teflon on his knees in front of me, giving me the best hand job I had ever had. He was naked, his body was sculpted perfectly as he stroked his own dick while still stroking mine.

“Yo Tef, what the fuck you doing?” I asked him a stupid ass question out of being nervous, when in reality I should have been stopping his ass. I couldn’t, it felt too fucking good.

“I’m doing what we both want, Gunna. You know you want this, don’t you? Can I taste you?”

I couldn’t even say anything, he didn’t even allow me to answer the question. His hot mouth engulfed my whole dick and swallowed it. The feeling was like no other, sinful, wrong on so many levels, but we came this far, and I couldn’t back the fuck down. It’s what I wanted for a while. I just hated that he acted out on that shit because like a heroin feen, we were forever trying to chase the same high. It became too hard to stop. Head didn’t feel the same as Teflon’s, a man’s jaws are stronger than a woman’s jaws. So, the feel of him necking me with superior strength and snatching the nut from my dick that one night led to a long-term secretive relationship that we couldn’t stop for the life of us.