SOLANGE SCOFFED WHILE staring at the man who made dirty comments about her 'revealing' outfit. Solange was sick of men being perverts, it was annoying and childish to her. "Nigga get the fuck out my face." She popped her neck and mugged him hardly. The man reached out for her forearm causing Solange to quickly move.
"You better fuckin' get your stank ass outta my damn face." Solange could feel her blood began to boil as the man once again tried to grab her.
"Calm down Solange"
"Don't kill him"
Solange sighed to herself deeply before walking out the gas station. She hurriedly walked to her 2015 Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo while she scanned her surroundings. "Where is my man at?" She smacked her lips wanting to see Dayvon.
"Aye Solange!" A familiar voice yelled out her name. Solange turned around and nearly started swinging when seeing her ex-husband smiling widely in her face. "Uhm hello?" She curled her lips into a line whilst her eyes examined his outfit. Solange could feel all her old feelings flooding back, which, made her even more upset.
"How you been?" He asked as his tongue grazed his semi-dry lips. Her eyes skipped passed his light brown ones. Solange desparately tried not to make eye contact with him since she knew all the love she buried would come back like a violent tornado.
"Why can't you give me eye contact?" Derrick wore a mischievous smile across his face knowing Solange still had feelings for him. "Please get away from me." Solange said barely above a whisper. "Mhm alright." Derrick let out a low laugh before walking away. Her eyes stayed on him while he walked away thoughts ran through her mind rapidly, in which, irritated her. "Stop thinking Solange." She mumbled to herself before unlocking her car door.
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SOLANGE JUMPED ON Dayvon while holding her phone, "I missed you!" She screeched when he grabbed her ass. His large palms gripped her cheeks turning Solange on more. "I missed yo' pretty ass more." Dayvon smiled and placed multiple kisses on Solange's neck. "Stop before I start acting up." She giggled feeling his soft lips make contact with her sensitive skin.
"Stop chattin'." He rolled his eyes before placing Solange on the gray cushioned couch. "Boy bye, y'know how I get down." Solange smacked her lips, rolling her eyes. She placed her attention back on her i-Phone causing Dayvon to become irritated.
"Focus on me not that phone." He snatched her phone out of her hand making her mug him hardly. "Give me my shit back." Solange sat up from the couch and reached for her phone but Dayvon quickly moved his hand. "Watch who you talking too ' folks, Ion play around like that." He pointed his index finger in her face whilst he towered over her small body.
"Mhm..." Solange continued to give Dayvon attitude so he could put her in her place. "If you want me ta' make you feel good just tell me baby." Dayvon wrapped his hand around Solange's neck and pulled her closer to him. He slightly tilted her head upwards, forcing her to look him in the eyes.
"How bad you want me to fuck you?" Solange could feel her juices drizzle down her leg as she felt her pussy begin to throb painfully. "Mm, so baddd." Solange dragged. She whimpered as Dayvon tightened his grip around her neck. She could feel he oxygen cutting off causing her to slightly gasp for air. Her body became more aroused when feeling his free hand wonder around her heated body.
"You like this shit don't you?" Dayvon smirked enjoying the sight of Solange choking on her very little breath. She nodded her head slowly whilst her eyes rolled back slightly. "Get yo' lil freaky ass on." Dayvon chuckled before pushing Solange away from him, "You the freaky one not me." Solange rolled her eyes with a sly smile on her face knowing he was telling the truth.
"Mhm whateva' you say." Dayvon began playing with the strap of Solange's panties. "Where you get these shits from?" He continued tugging at her undergarments causing her to swat his hand away. "Amazon, why?" Solange raised her brow.
"Nothin'..." Dayvon trailed off staring into Solange's eyes, he couldn't help but feel butterflies swarm his empty stomach. Solange felt as if her body was desolving under his intense stare. "Stop looking at me like that." She murmured under her breath. "You wan' do sumn with me?" Dayvon asked allowing his bottom lip to be tucked between his grills.
"What is it?" Solange furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
