You Deserve *Trilogy (3 in 1)*

chapter 11: fuckery

Chres: mmm baby

me: get off me, boy damn

Chres: noo give me some love you playing and shit.

me: the kids are home along with grand kids chill dude

Chres: they're sleep they not go hear

me: no cause you know Chassis is go wake up in a minute crying wanting her daddy or the next best thing her grandpa

Chres: uhggg damn brat

me: you made her the brat she is so be quiet

Chres: you still failed to tell me why you mad at me

me: I already told you

Chres: I don't remember so tell me again

me: look at my damn thighs

Chres: turn over

I turn over on my stomach showing him the scratches he left on me last night, yes the bitch scratches me cause he can't take it he likes to dig his nails in my skin and shit but when I do it to him he gets mad and shit. OH WELL he shouldn't be trying to bust my damn guts all the time, his dick sent me to the hospital.

Chres: that's what yo ass get for clawing my damn back, wolverine.

me: you sent me to the emergency room mad ass

Chres: aye that was your fault

me: why cause I made you moan like the little bitch you are?

Chres: nah cause you put a fat ass scratch mark on my back

I did it was about 3 inches long I scratched him to the white meat.

he climbs off the bed and I grab him by his shirt pulling him back on the bed between my legs. I wrapped my legs around him so he couldn't move as I kissed on his neck while his head rested on my chest.

me: don't leave me.

Chres: baby come on stop playing

me: cuddle with me daddy

Chres: you gotta get naked for daddy bae

me: alright lay down then

I unwrapped my legs from him and he laid on the bed I took my shorts and sports bra off leaving me in my blue lace panties I laid in bed with him. he reached over me grabbing his phone he laid behind me putting his arm over my chest he handed me his phone and it was on instagram camera. he stuck his tongue out licking my neck and I just smirked taking the picture. he took the phone out my hand.

me: baby

Chres: wassup?

me: why I feel like you got more then 9 kids?

Chres: if you implying I'm cheating you dead ass wrong

me: nooo baby I mean from before we were together when you was fucking and ducking

Chres: I doubt that

me: I say you got 2 or more mystery kids.

Chres: I say I have zero

me: you wanna bet on it?

Chres: yup what's the bet ?

me: if I find 2 or more kids that are for sure yours in the next 3 weeks you buy me a brand new custom hummer Black with turquoise blue rims and turquise blue interior and you cook and clean for a month.

Chres: and if you don't you buy me a brand new g-wagon Benz

me: bet

we don't shake on our bets we kiss on it so I stuck my tongue out as he played around with my ball on my tongue our lips connected and he sucked on my bottom lip.