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"𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐚"

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𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐𝐭𝐡
𝟏𝟐:𝟎𝟎 𝐩𝐦
𝐎𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨,𝐅𝐋



Feeling his warm hands rubbing her back in a circular motion, Brooklyn's head dangled over the toilet as she let all the food she ate today out.

"I'm never drinking again." she shook her head as her eyes watered.

"I told you to slow down" He chuckled pulling the pieces of hair from in front of her face.

He lifts her wrist, sliding the scrunchy off her, and uses it to pull her messy hair back.

"Baby, I don't feel good." She whined leaning her body back so her back could press against his body. "I'm ready to go Gio."

"Alright Ma, we finna go." He lifts his body from the crouching position making sure to bring her along with him.

"I gotchu." He mumbled to her as he helped walk her out of the bathroom and back to the living room where everyone decided to relocate.

Once he entered, all eyes turned on him and Brooklyn who was very intoxicated. "Im gone"

"Wait, I have to take my girls home first." She tried reaching for her purse that Duke held in his free hand but he snatched it away.

"Naw I'll pay they way back it, you done for tonight." He tried helping her balance her body out but she just continued to stumble.

"Alright, we'll make sure they get in safely." Zaire motioned him off, seeing him struggle with the drunk girl.

"Okay, See ya'll in the morning." He tried walking with her, but when that wasn't working out he just tossed her body over his shoulder and carried her to the car.

"Yo" he heard a voice call out to him as he neared his car.

He turned his head to see Matthew and Orlando standing near the garage smoking. Noticing he was clearly occupied at the moment, they decided to make their way over to him.

"Where are the other girls?" Orlando asked watching as Duke placed her in the car and strapped her in her seat.

"Passed out on the couch." He shook his head, they were all drinking like they were at a party. "And Nuke already took Imani home"

Slim shook his head as he put out his blunt out on his watch. "Aye but listen." Duke spoke up again remembering something suddenly.

"Wassup?" Slim answered looking back up at him.

"It's this weird nigga hanging around yo sister." Duke explained making Slim facial expression drop completely.

"Fuck you mean?"

"Like I said, he weird as hell." Duke shrugged.

"You talking bout that blonde kid?" Orlando spoke up gaining the attention of the two men.

"Yeah, how you know?" Duke frowned.

"I remember him from the party n shit, and him and another light skin kid be buying pills from Ace."

"That's why his ass be tweaking." Duke shook his head. "He a fucking junky."

"But what is he doing around my sister." Slim interrupted feeling like they were getting off topic.

"He has a crush or some shit, but it's coo we'll catch him."

"Alright, I'll let Ace know." Orlando said making Slim and Duke nod.

"Orlando come here" Brooklyn shouts out from the car

"Wassup B" He walked over and leans down in the car with one of his arms resting on the side.

"What did you do to your hair?" She reached out touching his curly hair that was now shorter.

"I cut it." He chuckled watching as her hand fall from his hair and back on her lap.

"Why would you do that." She smacked her lips, looking like he just offended her.

"Because it was time for a change girl, You gon get used to it."

"So you don't wanna talk to me" Matty pushed Orlando out of the way so the attention could be on him. "Yo, real brother is right here."

"You been standing there the whole time?" She said making him frown.

"Stop playing." He mushed her head making her body fall back on the seat.

"Bro stop, my body light as hell." She smiles trying to get energy to lift back up.

"Nobody told y'all to drink that much, I had to carry Kim's ass upstairs."

"Listen we was drinking for her, this was her first time drinking since she found out she was pregnant."

"And stop complaining, you might get lucky tonight because I know my man is." She smiled while Matthew's whole face turned up.

"I ain't need to hear that shit Brooklyn." He mugged, feeling disgusted by the information she just gave him.

"Shit my bad I forgot who I was talking to for a second." She covered her mouth.

Shaking his head Duke decided it was time for them to go, he walked around to the other side of the car, hopping in the driver's seat and causing the car to turn on, Brooklyn looked away from Orlando and Matty who was already stepping back.

"Alright, Imma be back for her car," He started his car. "Just park it in the garage for now."

"Okay, be safe on the road and take care of my sister." Slim sparked his blunt backup.

"Yeah, I got it." He smirked before putting his car in park.

Duke placed his arm behind her seat and looked behind him as he pulled out of the driveway.

While he was focusing on that, Brooklyn couldn't help but to stare at him. "Awe my man so handsome." She smile to herself as she admired him.

He smiled at her words but continued looking behind him. "Thank you ma." He chuckled as he turns out of the driveway and onto the road.

"You don't understand how much I love you." She spoke drunkenly as her hands unconsciously rub on his ear. "Like It's hard to put it into words because I love you more than anyone else."

Duke glanced over at her with a smile. "I love my man." She sang as she leaned her head which felt so heavy on his arm.

"I love you more ma." He said feeling her shaking his body. "You hungry?"

"Yes, and I left my food in yo car earlier." She lifted up and faced him.

"I know, it's at the house. Is that what you wanna eat?" He glanced over at the glove compartment. "Can you pass me my stuff?"

"No, it's not going taste the same," she said reaching her hand to the compartment, opening it, and handing his weed and woods over to him.

"Naw ma, dump it for me." He handed it back.

"I don't know if I'm sober enough to roll," she told him truthfully, feeling her fingers shake at the thought.

"You wasn't rollin' anyways" He watched as she slowly unraveled it and dumped it in his ashtray.

"I wasn't going to if you asked anyways." She mugged.

"But why did you have to say that with attitude." He frowns causing her to look up at him.

-

"Angel?" Duke called out to him brother as he slowly made his way into the kitchen with the bag of food in his hands.

He looked back hearing the sound of Brooklyn knocking down a picture frame. Placing the McDonald's bag on the counter he folded his arms over his chest watching her stumble around.

"You not gon help me" She laughed reaching out her hand.

"No, because I put yo ass on the couch, nobody told you to get up." He finally grabbed her hand once she neared him.

"I couldn't see you anymore." she wrapped her arms around his waist and poked out her lips for a kiss.

Shaking his head he leaned down, planting his lips on hers while his hands snaked around her waist and down to her ass.

A soft gasp left her mouth as she felt his hand smack her ass, causing the noise to echo all around them before he gripped it.

With his hand still on her ass, he lifted her up with ease, letting her wrap her legs around him as they got lost in the kiss.

Brooklyn felt the butterflies in her stomach go crazy, just at the feeling of his skin on hers.

"Is Angel here?" She asked knowing that their make-out session was going to go farther.

"Ion know ma" He placed her on the counter and slowly traced his lips down to her neck.

"Check real quick." She closed her eyes and bit her lip, loving the feeling she was giving her.

Duke sighed taking his lips off her skin and pulled his phone out of his pocket while Brooklyn reached around his neck, and took off the chain that read his name.

"Aye, where you at?." He asked his younger brother, feeling Brooklyn slip his gun out of his holster and place it on the counter next to his jewelry.

"I'm with Toni Why?" He asked

"Nothing, I ain't know you left out." He looked down as Brooklyn as her hands slipped into his shirt, waiting for him to hurry off the phone.

"That's all I wanted,  call me when you wake up I need to talk to you."

"Alright, good night," Angle spoke through the phone.

"Good night Angel." He responded to his little brother before hanging up and giving her his full attention.

She finally looked up at him and smiled before tucking her head under his shirt and kissed his chest.

"What are doing." He watched as she slowly hopped down from the counter and moved down his body until she was on her knees.

She didn't respond she just focused on unbuckling his pants and pulling them down along with his drawls just enough for his dick could pop out.

She wrapped her hands around it, before pressing his tip on her lips. She looked up at him through her lashes as she slowly wrapped her lips around his dick.

He hissed at the feeling of her wet mouth teasing his tip."Shit ma" he pulled his his lips between his teeth.

He threw his head back, breaking eye contact while Brooklyn moans vibrated around his dick as it grew in her mouth.

Her hands stroked it as she went down as far as she could without choking before going back to the tip, where she knew he was the most sensitive.

Her saliva bubbled in her mouth as she slurped on his dick, even gagging on its length every once in a while.

Soon she added her tongue that brought more moisture and pleasure to him. He felt as his body melted and his mind clouded up, he got lost in the moment.

His hands ran through her hair before getting a good grip on it and pushing her head farther down and thrusting in her mouth.

She continued even though she felt her jaw began to throb and she wasn't gaining any more air.

She removed both hands from around his dick and placed them on his thighs, she pushed her head back and gasped as she finally got the taste of air back in her system.

"Damn." He looked down, watching as she stroked his dick and run her tongue over it, soaking up all her saliva back up.

He slid his hands around her throat and guided her body back up so he could kiss her again, he ignore the tears that stain her face along with the spit around her mouth since it was being replaced by his own.

His hand dug into her waist before he lifted her up and placed her body back on top of the surface. She slowly guided her hands up his chest and around his neck before one of her hands went down his back and the other up his head, pulling him closer.

She felt so deep and connected to him, and right now she wanted him so badly. She pulled his bottom lip in between her teeth, and bit it.

"Ah Ma." He paused feeling the slight ripple of pain run through his lips. "Damn don't take my lip off."

"Im sorry baby." She stopped to check out his lip

"It's all good." He slowly slip his hands down into her leggings causing her to spread her legs apart.

He kept his fingers around her throat and pulled her back into the kiss letting his tongue lap over her, twisted together mixing their saliva.

She hummed against his lips as he used his fingers to rub on her clit. She started losing focus so her kisses turned sloppy.

"Wait we doing this here." She ask between kisses

"Mmhm" He hummed to her as he lips moved to her neck leaving wet kisses on it as his hands slipped off her leggings.

Since her shoes were still on, so he just pulled them down enough for them to be out his way. She let out a soft squeal as he flipped her on her stomach.

He spread open her ass cheeks and lean down and licked her pussy that was already wet for him.

Brooklyn shuttered at the feeling of his mouth, she bit her lip and closed her eyes, letting all the pleasure sink down into her.

"Oh shit." She whined as he adds his fingers into the mix, pumping in and out of her.

While his other hand roamed around her body before smacking her ass as he stood back up.

Noticing that she was reaching his hand back to touch him, he grabbed it and planted a kiss on her knuckles.

"You so pretty baby."

Placing one hand her waist, he used the other to grab his dick and slipped it in her.

"Ah fuck." she gasped as he made her take every inch of him. "Wait Gio." She placed both hands on his stomach, trying to push him back some.

He quickly snatched them up and pins her hands behind her back and tangles his fingers with hers. He thrust into her when deep and slow strokes at first, before speeding up.

His grip was firm, she could feel the strength of his hands against her wrist not too rough but just enough to make them stay.

He made sure she was in the position he wanted her in. He controlled her body and her mind at the moment.

"Naw ma, this is what you want." He groaned

She placed her forehead against the cold counter, trying her best to take every stroke, but he felt so deep in her.

Her eyes rolled back and her legs trembled, as he continued to dick her down.

Duke let out a deep moan feeling her pussy throb around his dick, hearing that only made Brooklyn wetter.

She loved hearing him moan because of her.

"Shit baby." He groan, slipping his dick out of her and tapped it against her ass.

He felt his nut coming but he wasn't ready yet. Slowly he released the grip he had on her wrist and turned his attention to her shoes, slipping them off, along with her leggings...

"I can't no more." She whined with tears in her eyes.

They were on their third round tonight and now her body was feeling overstimulated from cumin too many time.

Starting off in the kitchen, they ended up in the living room, slowly making their way everywhere else in the house.

Since they were almost never home alone, they were taking the chance to fuck all over in peace.

His lips on her nipple, his hands rubbing all down her back. Her nails clawed at his skin on his back, leaving scratches he was going to feel in the morning.

Her attention was unfocused and relaxed. Then her breath got caught up in her throat.

"Oh my god" She bit her lip as she rode on top of him.

Both of his hands were placed on either side of her body, guiding her hips upwards before slamming back down, hitting every spot that needed to be touched.

Her legs trembled under her until they finally gave up on her, causing her to fall forward against him.

"Damn ma." He breathed out has he smacked her ass.

Her breast pressed against his chest as they both tried recollect themselves.

Brooklyn raised her head, facing him with a soft smile on her lip. Duke pushed her hair out her face so he could see her better.

They both leaned in for a lazy but passionate kiss with slow pecks and their limped limbs pressed together.

"We never finished our conversation." He pulled back and wrapped his arms around her bare body.

"What conversation?" She frowned.

"About us getting our own place." He said creasing her skin. "And ion wanna hear shit about us moving too fast when my dick all up in you right na."

Brooklyn laughed before nodding. "Alright, we can finally get our own space together." He smiles before flipping her on her back, now he was on top.

"Yeah, you stuck with me now." He teased placing both of her legs on his shoulders.

-

With her body wrapped up in the comforter Brooklyn, was exhausted from last night. She and Giovanni went round after round and now she was worn out.

Her body was pushed way past her limit because of him.

Reaching her arm out in the bed, she tried feeling for his body but realized he wasn't lying next to her anymore.

She peeked open one eye to see him sitting on the edge of the bed fully dressed.

"Where are you going." Her scratchy voice spoke up, gaining his attention.

He looked back to see her lifting up from the bed, letting the cover fall off her bare body.

"Nowhere Ma." he dropped his phone on the bed and leaned over to give her a kiss.

She stopped him by pressing her finger against his lips. "My breath stank, I can taste it."

"So" he moved her hand and kissed her anyways.

"I feel like shit."She pushed her hair out of her face.

"Yeah, you look like it too." He joked causing her to hit him with the pillow closest to her. "You have a lil drool right there." He teased further.

"Move Giovanni." She mushes his face with a smile.

"Alright, I quit." He leans stands up and picks up something from off the floor.

One by one he began placing shopping bags on the bed and Lastly, some flowers he handed to her. "Happy Anniversary Ma."

Brooklyn poked out her lips. "Thank you, baby," She held the flowers close to her chest "And happy anniversary."

𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫

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