𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗚𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻
𝗡𝗕𝗔 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗯𝗼𝘆
𝗦𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝘆
I mugged Naomi as I chased her around the house with my belt in my hand.
We been running around this house for about an hour.
And I still ain't caught her ass.
I'm gone whoop her when I do, because ion know what the fuck she thinking.
"NAOMI, STOP FUCKING RUNNING AND BRING YOUR ASS HERE" I yelled to her.
She think imma get tired?
Hell nawl.
I stopped, and decided to trick her.
"IGHT BET, FUCK IT, ION EVEN GIVE A FUCK NO MORE, DON'T TALK TO ME" I yelled turning around heading back up the stairs.
I learned that she hates when I ignore her.
I heard her smack her lips. "Mane Kentrell stop fucking playing."
She came right up to me and I grabbed her.
"Mhmm, got that ass now." I mumbled as I bend her over the couch.
I held onto my belt, reaching back, and started to whoop her with the belt.
"WHO THE FUCK YOU WAS CALLING A BITCH!?" I yelled as I continued to hit her with the belt with all the strength in my body.
She didn't answer me and I nodded my head.
"YEAHH, I GOT YO BITCH" I said continuing to hit her with the belt, all on her legs, thighs, and her ass.
Thought I was fucking playing.
She was trying to move, and get the belt, but she wasn't as strong as me.
She strong though, but she not on my level.
I continued to whoop her, as the belt made that slapping sound against her skin.
After a while, I'll say about half an hour.
I got tired, and stopped.
Wiping the sweet from my head, I let her go.
She looked at me with the meanest mug on her face, but yet she had tears in her eyes.
She looked like she wanted to do something, but she didn't do it.
"You finna cry?" I asked and she didn't say shit to me.
She walked away, and went upstairs.
I then heard the shower water being turned on, and I shrugged going upstairs to the room too.
She looked up from her clothes at me before looking back down.
I watched as she got all her clothes, went into the bathroom, and closed the door.
Hearing her lock it I shooked my head.
Didn't nobody tell her to cuss me out.
So how the fuck she gone get mad?
She better be lucky ian call her one back.
Smacking my lips, I put my belt down, and picked the lock to the bathroom.
Before I could open it, my phone vibrated.
Unknown
Hey Youngboy, this Drea...just feel like we started off wrong. Wanna go out to eat or sum and have a fresh start? Cause you fine as fuck😩
I shooked my head leaving her on read, and put my phone back in my pocket.
Imma kick Ben black ass, cause I know he gave her my number.
Opening up the bathroom door, I seen her inside of the shower, with the slide door closed.
"Get out Kentrell." I heard her mumble.
"Mane why you mad when you called me a bitch?" I asked as I slid the shower door open.
My eyes quickly grew wide as they roamed her body.
"Damn ma." I mumbled biting my lip getting thrown off.
"Kentrell, my face is up here. Leave." She said.
"I-i" I stuttered. "What we talking about?"
She smacked her lips before taking the door, sliding it closed.
Damn, I wasn't done looking.
"Naomi." I opened it back up. "Chill the fuck out."
𝗡𝗮𝗼𝗺𝗶 𝗠𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿
𝗡𝗮-𝗡𝗮
"Make me." I mugged him as he looked at me.
He smirked nodding his head as he leaned his head back looking down at me.
He instantly grabbed my neck pulling me to him.
"Naomi you fucking trying a nigga like I won't bend yo ass over and fuck yo shit up." He mumbled looking down at me.
Damnnnnnnn.
Wayment.
Run that by me again.
I looked at him not even knowing what to say.
He just put me in my place.
The first nigga to ever do that.
Think imma love this relationship.
"I'm sorry." I mumbled.
"Mhmm." He hummed as he looked me up and down. "You sorry what?"
"I'm sorry Kentrell." I shrugged.
"Nahh, not that either." He shooked his head.
I sighed already knowing what he wanted me to say. "I'm sorry daddy."
"Yeah, okay. That's better." He did a lil smile before kissing me and letting my neck go.
I kissed him back before pulling away. "You still gotta get out."
"Nope." He shrugged sitting on the sink staring at me.
Creep.
"So you finna watch me?" I asked.
"Yeah." He nodded his head.
I smiled simply closing the shower door.
"Could you please just get out?" I asked and just when I did I heard the bathroom door closing.
Smiling to myself, he was finally gone.
Leave me to myself, and music.
I pressed play on my Bluetooth speaker that was water proof, as it sat on the side of the shower wall.
Still Flexin Still Steppin album was playing, and the song How You Want It started.
I washed myself as I rapped to the song.
"I say, you gotta tell me what you don't like, I might do it a couple times again, but I'll get it right." I rapped as the song started in I stepped in the water letting some of the some run off me.
I continued to rap and sing to the song while washing up, and I just had this feeling Kentrell was still there.
Maybe it's just me.
I mean I did hear the door closed.
Oh well.
He just better not try to scare me, because I beat his ass.
Like I'm the type you can't sneak up on, I will punch you in yo face.
With no hesitation.
Don't give a fuck about you crying and shit.
I started to hear somebody else sing and rap to the song, and I scrunched my face up as the song started to go off.
I paused Long RD from playing, and still heard them.
Sounded just like Kentrell.
I started to hear his footsteps, and soon the shower door was being opened.
He licked his lips at me, as he pulled me right to him.
Now nigga, I'm trying to take a fucking shower.
Just got my ass whooped, and all I wanna do is sleep.
"Tell me how you want it baby." He mumbled with a smirk as he pulled me into a kiss and I kissed him back.
=================================
He really whooped ha ass?🤣
Think Naomi ain't gone get him back?😭
Hmmmm, what they think they finna doooo?😂😂
Dreaaaaaaa!?!?😑
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