Chapter Twelve

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Phillips, Domonic

Continuing to lift her leg and thrust inside of her, as her body unraveled around me, I groaned. I started pumping into her harder and faster as she called out my name making me smirk.

"Damn Reagan," I groaned as she came all around me.

I slipped out of her and dropped the condom down on the floor of my dads beach house, eventually hearing knocking on the door.

"You gone be all-why you crying Reagan?"

She shrugged her shoulders. Ever since I had opened the door for her to come in she had been quiet, except from when we had just got done fucking.

She was acting strange as hell, and I didn't know why. Nothing had crossed my mind yet of what it could be and I wasn't even trying to go there with her to were I was carrying about her feelings.

I got up leaving her upstairs to answer the door. I looked through the peephole and smacked my teeth and opened the door as she jumped on me.

"Trinity what the fuck are you doing here?"

I questioned once I got her ass of of me. I couldn't deny the fact that she looked good enough to fuck right now, but she knew I wouldn't fuck with her like that. And I didn't need Reagan coming down here either.

"I came to congratulate you," she paused, "but I guess you've already done that."

I looked behind me were she was looking and looked at Reagan who had came down in her bra and her panties. Fuck. I didn't need Trinity going back to my dad and telling him everything she than seen.

I turned back to Trinity and grabbed her arm before she could leave as I heard Reagan going back up the steps.




"You can't say shit Trinity."

She flipped her hair over her shoulder and wiped her eyes.

"It's not me that you have to worry about, Domonic, all I want to know, is if she knows?"

I let her go of her arm and shook my head and I didn't plan on telling her either. I hadn't even thought about the fact that she had finally found out about her brother.

"Where are you going?"

Reagan turned to me after slipping on her shirt and I finally took a moment to look at her bloodshot eyes. How the fuck did I not notice this shit?

"I'm leaving."

"Why are you leaving though?"

"What do you mean why am I leaving? This isn't anything between us but fucking, well it was."

"What do you mean was, if you talking about Trinity ain't shit going on between u--"

"And how am I suppose to know that? I won't fuck around with you knowing that you probably fucking that hoe. My p*ssy is only for one nigga so I expect the same."

I shrugged my shoulders and almost let her leave because I didn't know if I could just fuck one girl when I had Trinity on my back and Kiara, but I knew I needed to do this though. I had to make her fall for me the best way I could so when the time came, she wouldn't believe that I killed her brother.

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