Chapter 16 - Fucking Liar.

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"I guess you going around telling people I payed you money for a good time. WHICH IS A LIE, is nothing. People already look at me bad enough."

"Irrelevant ass people."

"But I still care what people think about me, and for you to lie?"

"How did we meet then?"

"If you cant remember the truth, I can't either. You was some pimp who was on drugs when I found you on the street."

He chuckled, "Okay, I'm not talking about this no more. He said, and I didn't reply. I was too fucking mad.

She was walking around calling me a prostitute off of some story he made up. Everyone already looks at me bad enough and he is gonna make me feel worse about my past?

Once we got into the house, I didn't even want to be they're anymore. Why was I even with him if he lies on me? He does not love me, and I feel like I am just wasting my fucking time, and he thinks I am some joke.

Once he put the kids in the bed all my stuff was already packed up, and I was heading out the door.

"Where the fuck you going?"

"Im leaving, what does it look like?"

"Aight bye."

"Bye." I said slamming his door shut.  Guess I will be catching the bus back to my brothers spot.

I then realized I didn't have my purse. I must have left it in the house.

I went back, and knocked on the door and he answered.

"What?"

"I left my purse in here." I said holding my hand up, and pushing past him. Once I found it I was about to head out the door but he was on the tip of my feet.

"So how did we meet? Why are you so mad?"

"Andre please stop, I JUST WANNA LEAVE."

"You want to runaway again? Not surprised. That's your favorite thing to do."

"JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"Why? You dont like hearing the truth? You wanna walk around like you all innocent, and not acknowledge the past, and try to grow from it? You not gonna get over shit if you keep denying it."

"Oh so your Dr.Phil now!?" I was past mad, I was even still giving him my attention. He kept yelling in my face like I was his child.

"You just don't like to hear the truth. That's always been your fucking problem."

"So your just gonna make up a lie about me, and want me to agree with it?"

"It was not a lie!" He said yelling in my face to were our lips almost touched.

He then kissed me with so much passion, and I pushed him, only for him to do it again, and I started to kiss him back as he added his tongue in my mouth, and started to kiss all over my neck roughly.

"S-stop." I moaned not wanting him too. He put his hand up my shirt, and started to rub against my nipple which made me wet as hell, and my nipples hard.

"Ah Ah." I shut the door as we backed up into the house, and he pulled me unto the couch to where he was on top of me. He took my top off, and unhooked my bra, and gave my breast his full attention licking, and sucking on them as my back was at a full arch.

He was looking at me while he was doing this, and I closed my eyes.

"Open your eyes." He demanded, and I didn't listen. He rubbed his fingers across my nipples and went down on me kissing my stomach leaving his marks. Goodness. He went lower, and unbuckled my pants, and rubbed to top of my area through my panties.

It was making me want it even more which was driving me crazy.

"If were gonna do it then lets just do it." I said still fucking mad, snd now he wants to tease me.

He unbuckled my sandals, and let them hit the floor, as he pulled my jeans down, and my panties. He stared, and touched rubbing his finger through my other set of lips slowly, until I felt the pressure of his finger go inside.

"Shit," I moaned as he moved his finger around adding another. I haven't had a feeling like this in so long.

He then put his tongue on my clit, and started flicking it back and forth as he pumped in, and out of me roughly. His warm tongue felt so nice, and all I could do was moan, and move myself so I could get even more pleasure.

He stuck his tongue inside of me taking his other finger to rub against me. He was flicking his tongue in, and out entirely too fast, and it felt so fucking good, I wanted to scream.

I could hear his lips smacking against me every time he kissed down they're which only made me want him more, and more my body needed this sad to say, and I could feel my insides about to come out which only made him go harder.

"Im about to---ah my goodness."

"Cum for me, I wanna taste." He said as his movements got more rough and his tongue flicked even more as my legs shook, and I let myself release when I could not hold it anymore. I sighed in relief that shit came out.

He took his pants off so quick to where his erection stood at attention, and pulled his shirt over top of his head. He sat up, and rubbed the tip of himself against my entrance, and kept doing it looking in my face which was annoying he knew what  he was doing. I bit my lip as he slowly went in, and when I felt all of him he layed on top of me and started giving me deep long slow strokes as he kissed my lips.

I moaned out wanting him to pick up the pace which he did, with a serious look on his face the whole time. The faster he got the more deeper I dug into his back.

"Mmm yes!" I moaned out as he was giving me everything I wanted. 

"You so wet, I'm sliding right out." He said as he went faster and faster with a determined look on his face.

I could not keep my eyes open. He then went slow again, and fast and kept switching. I wrapped my legs around his torso as I felt myself about to release again for the second time today. Shit.

"I feel you, and I'm ready. Release that shit." He said giving me one last long stroke before I came and he collapsed on top of me out of breath.

"Andre get up." I told him but he wouldn't move. I tried to get up but he was too heavy.

"Get up, I wanna ride."

With that being said he sat up ready.

"Sike." I smirked.

I put my clothes back on, and he smacked his teeth and did the same also.

"You still mad at me?"

"Im tired, okay? Can I just go to sleep now?"

"Yeah, whatever." He smirked, as I got up and went into his bedroom, and took a nap until morning.

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