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Egypt POV
"Okay I'm all done." I told my client.
We been back for a few days and I just started taking clients again. I needed a break desperately and I'm glad I took one.
My phone rang and I picked it up taking her money.
"I'm outside." His voice sounded through.
"Hold up baby." I put it in my pocket.
"Thank you have a good one." I opened the door smiling a bit.
Key walked up and she looked him up and down.
"Who ole bull is?" He stepped in.
"You gon tell her?" I shut the door.
"Why she looking at me like that." He mugged.
"Ion know." I shrugged.
If she knew how nasty me and this nigga was she wouldn't be.
"This yours hm." He handed me a bag.
"Thank you." I poked out my lips.
He bent down and pecked them one time standing back up. I frowned and mugged him lightly.
"Wassup?" He walked to the couch.
"Fuck y'all doing? Y'all rationing around here? Come on cook me up. 1 little goddamn kiss, gimme a goddamn kiss." I bucked up at him.
"C'mere." He chuckled.
I set the bag on the coffee table and stood between his legs. He reached up and kissed me sloppily palming my ass.
"Better?" He pulled away biting on my lip a bit.
"Better." I nodded.
"Make sure you eat yo food." He told me.
"I'm not a baby." I frowned.
He looked at me with a amused look before turning on the TV.
"Baby can I sit here?" I moved his arm.
"And you ain't a baby, gon sit down girl." He chuckled.
I sat on his lap grabbing my food. I went into the bag and pulled out the to go box.
"You got a box sent here." I told him digging in the pasta.
"It's yours." He told me turning on netflix.
"Ian order nun." I shook my head.
"You too damn pretty to be so slow." He sighed.
I laughed lightly chewing on my food.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Some shoes." He shrugged.
I nodded and put my attention on the show he put on.
This man love him some Narcos.
"Tae is she-"
"Watch it, you'll get it." He shushed me.
"She just swallowed drugs." I balled my face up.
"Egypt I don't have many pleasures in life, you gon let me watch my shit?" He smacked his lips.
"Okay." I mumbled.
"Don't catch no attitude either." He said.
"Mhm." I hummed.
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