Maleah's condo^^ Chapter 7: Anna Mae Brooklyn, New York February 3rd, 9:23 am
I say, "Babe, what we gonna do?" And you say, "We'll have our cake and eat it too"
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"Cheating on your bitch is one thing...but to eat me out while you're willingly cheating is too disrespectful, and I just can't allow that to happen." She shook her head, sitting up in the bed carefully with his sheets covering her naked body. Glancing back in her direction from sitting on the side of the bed, Chris reached over to grab his hat that sat on his nightstand.
"You willingly be letting me fuck you, so what's the difference? Who turns down head?" He raised an eyebrow, standing to his feet and doing a small stretch. Glancing around his room, he shook his head at the mess they made. Clothes scattered everywhere, multiple condom wrappers decorating the floor, sheets on the ground, and a mess on the bed with Maleah sitting at the top.
"Someone who tapped out 3 rounds ago, yet for some odd reason I still somehow had to participate in all 3 of those rounds." She furrowed her eyebrows as though she was confused with her lip pursed, her eyes rolling at the smirk spread across Chris' face. Reaching down, he picked up her phone along with his that laid on the ground. Carefully tossing hers to her while looking down at his.
Missed call from Stas❤️ (5)
Nibbling on his bottom lip, Chris glanced up in the direction of Maleah who was too occupied in her own phone to be paying attention to him. Twisting his lips to the side, he contemplated for a minute until pressing her contact to place the phone up to his ear. He said nothing to the woman occupying his bed, making his way out of the room to lean against one of the walls in the hallway. He listened to it ring 3 times until her melodic tone sounded through his speakers.
"Oh thank God you're okay!" Was the first thing he heard, "I was worried sick about you because last you told me you were working late. And I knew that, but I stayed up because you said you would be home, but then after a while I just assumed you slept at the other house and was too tired to remember to let me know. It's fine though, I just wanted to make sure you were good....sorry for calling so many times." She giggled, Chris cracking a small smile with his eyes stuck on Maleah through the open door.
"Don't apologize baby, you good. I should have called to let you know I wasn't gon be in, which is my fault. We just ran really late because I had to be working on this one case damn near overnight." In his mind, he wasn't necessarily lying. Literally and figuratively having to work on his case overnight, the ways in which he did so not being ones he planned on disclosing to the woman on the other end of his phone.
"Yeah, I promise it's fine. I know how work can get and all of that, especially when you're still fairly new so they're probably piling you with so much shit." She sighed, Chris adding in brief "yeah" and "mhmm"s just to make it seem as though he was listening when he barely was. His attention stayed on Maleah who looked to be on a call herself, her loud laugh filling up the room to the point he could hear it in the hallway. Having to step away some more to make sure Stasia didn't hear a thing.
