tank
"Ahh fuck" i groaned Monica had come over to help with all this stress i had. her lips fit perfectly around my dick. that was one of her best qualities. i finally burst down her throat but making me grip her head with both of my hands making her choke on it.
"Fuck baby" she smiled licking her lips.
"You a nasty bitch." i chuckled shaking my head.
"Only for you" she climbed on top of me slowly sliding down my shaft. i grabbed on to both sides of her ass as she bounced up and down on me. i threw my head back in pleasure, i needed this to get my mind off of Dreka straight dissing me, but with thought of Dreka all i could think about was her smile. vision of Dreka flashed in my head i tried to open my eyes and get Monica off of me but she kept riding me. like the British was coming with her eyes closed, but evetime i closed my eyes images of Dreka kept popping up.
"ohhhh fuck baby" i groaned feeling myself about to cum
"Cum for me daddy"
"ohhh fuckk dree!"
"Huh daddy... yes daddy" she moaned loudly.
"GO DAMN DREEEEK" I GROANED OUT LOUD IT WAS LIKE MY EYES WAS PERMANTLY CLOSED AND SHE KEPT RIDDING
"YEAHHHH DADDDDYYYY" SHE YELLED MATCHING MY GROAN
"FUCK DREKA IM CUMINGGGGG" I YELLED AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS BURSTING ALL IN HER I BITE HER COLLAR BONE TO STOP MY BODY FROM SHAKING THAT WAS BY FAR my BEST NUT.
"Who the fuck is Dreka tank?" was all Monica whispered while trying to gain her composure. i tried to get my thoughts together before answering. but i couldn't think my mind and body felt completely numb. so, i just rolled over and went to sleep she knew what the fuck this was.
later that night...
i had finally got up to go to the studio with bo ass. Monica was still tripping about what had happened but i didn't have time for her shit.
"Took your ass long enough the fuck nigga," bo snapped i knew i was late but like i said Monica went to grilling my ass about Dreka.
"Man, i had to put Monica out my crib she was tripping,"
"Why was she there to begin with" he asked and i gave that nigga you know why she was there look. "Told you to stop fucking with her... but why she is tripping this time though,"
"Dreka" i told him huffing at the embarrassing shit i did.
"MANNN HAVE YOU BEEN SEEING THE SHIT SURROUNDING HER MAN,"
"Man, yeah she cut me off after that bullshit,"
"I'm not gone lie if i was a female i would too because aint no nigga coming to snatch shit away from me." he laughed " her friend didn't get snatched from me some nigga came for her and we were about to lay his ass out if he grabbed her again. she just finally decided to go with her friends."
"Damn i look like a lame ass nigga don't it,"
"The lamest i use to wonder why you didn't have all the bitches but after watching that video with you just standing there while she got drug out i was like naw this nigga a lame that is why."
"Are you serious?" i asked "i have to redeem my fucking self because me and you both know I'm not a lame."
"i don't know man that nigga made you look like a weak ass nigga. how you let somebody you invited in VIP, and she was dancing on you at the moment she got snatched up. i just want to know how you let her get drug out of a club you helped her get in. like some random nigga really picked her up and drug her out like he was security." he chuckled while rolling a blunt he shook his head " I'm scared to be seen with your lame ass you think other people noticed it was you,"
"Be for real right now."
"Shit i am i got an image to uphold like its nothing wrong with being a lame but with the music I'm putting out i just can't be having that," bo stated i looked at him and he was dead serious.
"So, what you are saying," i told him.
"All I'm saying is me and the people around me don't tolerate no disrespect,"
"Yeah alright"
i pushed him to the side so we could get started on this new track he was about to release. the rest of the night we just caught up and my mind occasionally drifted off to Dreka. i had to make this right with her with everybody really. so, i made it up in my mind that i was going to stop by the hospital and pay her a small visit.
at the hospital...
it was 7am i had just left the studio but before i went home. i just had to make shit right with Dreka. i walked in looking for her just to see her about to leave for the morning. i thanked God silently before going to approach her.
"Can we talk please," i asked from behind her.
"God...why me..." she looked up to the sky.
"i know I'm the last person you want to see and i totally get that, i just want to apologize to you for not standing up for you and being a man about the situation. just hear me out though i knew it was your baby father i just thought he wanted to talk i didn't want to cause any drama between yall. i already know how that shit goes." i told her scratching the back of my neck.
"Look i really have to much going on right now to even be thinking about dating or starting over with anyone else." she told me.
"Please like you have been all I've been thinking about. i can't get you out of my head and i haven't even got a kiss yet hell even get a good hug from you. if i fucked up that bad and you don't look at me on that level anymore i want to at least be your friend." i told her.
"it's complicated right now i really have a lot going on," she huffed finally giving in.
"Life is complicated i swear to you your bullshit can't be worse than my bullshit," i told her.
"ohh it's a lot worse,"
"Well, how about you tell me about it over coffee," i asked her hell i didn't even drink coffee and i was tired as a motherfucker, but in this case i could lose some sleep.
"Your treat right," she smiled.
"ALWAYS...NEVER BRING YOUR WALLET WHEN YOU COME OUT WITH ME!!"
"i like the sound of that.... so, do you like Ruth Chris?" she laughed pushing me?
"i love them... i say we should go,"
"Maybe... maybe not," she chuckled before we both headed to a nearby Starbucks.
and we just sat and talked she told me about all the bullshit that had happened after me last seeing her and i told her what i slipped up and did with Monica. i can honestly say i enjoyed talking and laughing with her and she was just so honest and transparent. about all of the shit she had going on in her life, and how she was just as confused and as lost as i am. we laughed about our kids' other parents. i mean i left that Starbucks at almost 12, but it was worth it.
