𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐭 🥺😕. 𝐈𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩, 𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞!
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𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓🚨🚨🚨:
GUYS ! I FIGURED IT OUT. I KNOW WHY YALL ENJOY MY BOOKS SO MUCH, it's because,
YALL HAVE LOW ASS STANDARDS. YALL TOLERATE SHITTY BOOKS, SO YALL ARE OKAY WITH MINE.
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" 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮 𝗣𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗦𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵. 💯 "
𝗗𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 :
𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵 ?
𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗩𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘 𝗪𝗘 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗗, 𝗦𝗢 𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗕𝗘 𝗠𝗬 𝗖𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗕 𝗖𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛 𝗜𝗙 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗗 😒 𝗗𝗨𝗛 !
𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗶,𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆,𝗣𝗼𝗽 𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝗘𝗧𝗖..
— 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 —
"Big racks, big ass, look back. Pose" I sung as I cleaned for the 4th time this week.
"When you done, come to my room" Von said.
"Oka— BOY PUT SOME CLOTHES ON." I said, staring at his third leg in his boxers— happened to be the only thing he has on. I bit my lip and tried to turn around.
"NO" He said. I rolled my eyes. He does this shit on purpose, and thinks ima keep falling for it.
OH ! And we had our first kiss a couple weeks ago. It was unexpected— for me of course— I think.
I hated our kiss though. No I didn't, I loved it, but...I just told him we're not gonna date, so now he's just teasing me. Yesterday he grabbed my ass.
"Why are you like this ?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "Aye ? You know where you put my snack ?" He asked.
Here we fucking go. He grabbed my waist, trying to get past me, pressing on me, making me feel his print— KNOWING ITS THERE.
"Stop." I said. "Stop what ?" He asked.
"I told you not to play with me no more Von."
"I'm just asking whea my snacks at because I got a show tonight and ion wanna be hungry and shit." He said.
"So have a actual meal." I said,
"Okay." He said, going to grab his hot pockets.
"Dayvon.... that is NOT a meal. Have like chicken and macaroni or rice and some meat—i don't know. But that's not a meal" I said,
He stood there, staring at me.
I notice he stares at me a lot, and I stare RIGHT TF BACK.
"Can help you ?" I asked.
"You wanna make it ?—" he asked,
"Hell nah ! Ion wanna make it, I'm just telling you..." I said.
"Please ma 😩 I'll eat ya pussy." He said.
"Now DEFINITELY no !" I said, turning back around to the dishes.
"Niggas is crazy..." I mumbled, laughing
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"Vonnnn !" I whined, as he ate me out.
"Don't say shit." He said, "just let me do what I'm doing." He said, grabbing my titties.
"I came already— 10 minutes ago 😩" I said, as my legs started to shake.
"Well hang tight and don't tap out." He said, continuing.
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35 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑
"I'm still not cooking for you." I said, trying not to smile, as we walked in the kitchen together.
"I can't believe you just did that to me. I'm leaving today!" I said...
He waved me off. "Come on Indie... get it goin.." he said, grabbing a pot for me.
"Von..."
"Yes ?"
"I can't, I'm tired and I'm ready to go home now." I whined.
"You minus well stay here with me for awhile."
"Every night ? Nigga you crazy" I said.
"You can get ate out every night though... you bogus 🙄." He said.
"Why are you always so horny ?" I asked, crazily.
"I ain't never had to go behind no girl. They all came to me. So you feisty and you playin hard to get... it's fun. Plus you fine and yo pussy taste good." He said.
"I... thanks.... ?" I said. "Still going home though." I assured.
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"YOUR FOOD IS DONE VON. IM NOT COOKING EVER AGAIN !" I said, stirring the pot one last time.
"Clearly what you say never happens, stop wasting your breath." He said, grabbing a plate.
I grabbed my car keys and my purse.
"I'm out. Deuces." I said, checking the time on my phone.
"WAIT . Did you—" he started,
"Yes." I said,
"And what about the—"
"Yes 😒" I said.
He tilted his head at me. Then he squinted his eyes.
"Hmm" he said.
"Byee" I said.
"Wait." He said.
"What now ?"
"You gotta give me a kiss first." He said, not bothering to look at me.
"That's not in my job requirements. Nor does that count in my check." I said,
He just turned his head back to his food.
Gahdamn he so fuckin fine 😒🔫😩.
So I went up to him quickly, catching him off guard, and I kissed him, one long passionate kiss. Before he messed it up tryna stick his tongue in.
"We ain't doing that." I assured.
"We'll do it next time." He said,
Is it ironic that I taste myself on his mouth— 😣— don't answer.
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"BITCH WHERE TF HAVE YOU BEEN ?!" Kyreece asked me, as I stepped on my porch.
"Damn Ky, I'm sorry, I got caught up. How you been bestie ?" I said,
"Don't 'bestie' me hoe ! You been at that nigga house ?" He asked. I nodded.
"Mmm 😒 but anyways...YAY" he squealed. "Y'all gonna be that one cute ass couple."
"He took a video of me—kinda" I said, sighing.
"What you mean ?"
"He gave me his phone to record us one night.. ." I said.
"And how long y'all been talking to eachother ?" Ky asked
"About 2 months now... a month and a half.. some shit like that."
"Well... you finna show me the video or not ?" Ky asked.
[this was on someone's Snapchat story, they tb 'mood' 💀]
"GIRL ." He said.
"It was a lot going on ! We got caught up." I said.
"When was this ?!"
"A couple weeks ago. I was a lil horny that day. Please don't ask what happened" I said.
"So why you still act like you hate him ?"
"I don't hate him.. I just don't want him to know that I really like him." I said,
"Why ?"
"I don't wanna seem easy— ITS COMPLICATED— I FEEL JUDGED." I joked overly sensitive.
"Damn... y'all finna cute asf. We love to see it." He said, making me turn my head cheesing.
"Kyreece. We aren't together though. We just talking—not even that. I'm his maid, he's my client... it don't go like that. Sorry boo" I said.
"If you don't wanna be with him, I understand, I was just excited for you." He said.
"Sooo what's been going on with you ?" I asked.
"I'm pregnant !" He joked, squealing.
I bust out laughing. "Go to hell." I said.
"Wanna go to the club ?" He asked
"Sure... I'm a lil tired though, let me get 30 minute-1 hour sleep." I said.
"Aight..."
*𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫* *𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒*
—"𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍"—
—𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒 🦋