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"I'm tired of you mopping around behind this girl." I continue to count my money drawing out Jasmine's daily dose of bullshit. It's been three weeks since I'd had the pleasure of being in Saaliyah's presence and it's driving me up a fucking wall. My sister and mother are pissed at me and my dad won't speak to me especially since the party was the first time he was hearing about Jasmine being pregnant. He was disappointed but more hurt that I hadn't confided in him. Honestly it's embarrassing. I never loved Jasmine and I know I never will and for her to be possibly carrying my child is the biggest mistake I've ever made. The only text message Yah had sent was to let me know that her period came on so I didn't have to worry about having some ghetto twins running around. If i wasn't so mad at her ass I might have laughed. I missed her everyday and not having access to her was getting to me. I'm trying to respect her wishes but I'm about to say fuck it and pull up on her ass. I feel a finger being jabbed into my temple and have to keep myself from reacting.
"You don't hear me talking to you nigga?" I chuckle calmly pushing her hand out of my face.
"No and I really don't give a fuck about what you talking about. I might have lost the love of my life behind your trifling ass and you got the nerve to sit in my face talking about a woman that's worth a 100 of you. I made the mistake of fucking you but don't get confused sweetheart. Once you drop that baby and the test come back anything other than positive I want you out of my life and i might just let Keyanna whoop your ass again. Now get the fuck out of my house. And don't worry about leaving your keys the locks will be changed." I go back to my count hoping she didn't fuck me up.
"I'm not going to stand for this disrespect."
"Well sit tf down than. Ain't nobody disrespecting your apple head ass. Get the fuck on." Snatching up her purse she storms out muttering under her breath. Shaking my head I finish counting my take, rubber banding the rest of the money up for the plug. My phone pings with a Instagram notification from @saaliyahdalibra. I frown, she was posted up in one of the restaurants we frequent with a random niggahs arm around her waist. The caption on pissing me off further.
@saaliyahdalibra: moving on to bigger and better things.
I'm typing before I can stop myself.
@Ennis4President: don't get that nigga fucked up. Ain't no moving on
Her petty ass likes my comment and I can't help but laugh at her trifling ass. I grab my keys because she obviously wants me to do a pop up. I can't even make it to the door before she's calling me.
"Hello?"
"Don't bring your ass down her making a scene."
"You should have thought of that before you hand that niggas ashy ass arm all over you."
"Who's touching me isn't your concern. I made that very clear."
"The only thing you've made clear is you don't believe my word. I want you and l made that clear so stop acting like you don't know where home is. You got my favorite dress on and I know you don't have any panties on under that motherfucker. And you dressing like that for him is only making want to put his ass down even more."
"You should be showing this concern for-"
"But I don't and I won't because I want you. I miss you. I miss my pussy. Just come home." The line falls silent and I hear her stifling. It shatters my heart and I in the car heading down town ignoring her protests.
"I'm coming to get you. I'm tired of allowing you to keep us apart because you're scared."
"I'm on a date Ennis. I'm trying to move on. I need you to let me. It's what's best for the both of us. You have a baby on the way you need to work on putting your family back together-"
"You're my family. Even if the baby is mine that doesn't mean I need to be with Jasmine. She'll be my babymomma and you'll be my wife."
"The man I marry won't have any children outside of the ones we share. You know Jasmine will never allow you to be happy with anyone besides her." Pulling up to The Heart Steakhouse I toss the valet the keys to my Benz. I see the back Saaliyah's dress as she makes a mad dash to the ladies room leaving her date at the table. I follow her, pushing my way into the bathroom before slamming and locking the door behind me. I check the stalls to make sure we're alone before snatching her up.
"I told you-" I kiss her, sucking on her full bottom lip. I hike her dress up suprised to find that she did have panties on.
Not for much longer.
Grabbing the seat of them I give one good tug and gasp as their torn from her.
"Those were Fenty!"
"I'll give you my card and you can empty your cart now be quiet and let me enjoy my meal." Place her on the sink I kneel and admire her glistening lips and swollen clit. I rub it and chuckle as she tries her best to close her legs.
"Ugh, it's too sensitive!" I pry her legs open and drag my nose along her slit giving her clit a tongue kiss. I moan as her thick thighs snap close over my ears and she smothers me with her juices. I slurp and suck until I feel her body begin to tighten and I know I want to be inside her when she gets her nut. I stand drop my draws and pull her to the edge of the sink and line myself up to entrance but she stops me and fishes a condom out her purse. I can't help but screw my face up at her.
"I'm not wearing that."
"Yes the fuck you are, I'm not swap juices with jasmine."
"I'm not fucking that damn girl!"
"I'm not boo boo the damn fool. Look at her! Yes the fuck you are!"
"Saaliyah. I have not been with another woman since I slept with you and I know you haven't been with anyone either." She nods tears brimming in her eyes.
"So why would you give me a condom. You don't trust me? After everything." Sighing I pull my pants up and help her off the sink.
"I'll fight for you but I'm not willing to fight you for you. When you figure out that no other man is going to love you like I do you know where I'm at. And I suggest you lose ole boys number when you leave here. I'm not gone let you fuck another man in some sad attempt to get over me. So when you get tired of that rose I'll be waiting."Straightening my close I pocket her underwear and pull her in for other kiss. She moans as she tastes herself on my lips. There's a knock on the door and she jumps away from me as her square ass date calls for her.
"Saaliyah, are you okay? I heard screaming." She looks at me pleading with her eyes for me to shut up but that's just wouldn't be me. So I strode to the door opening it just enough so that he can see her wrinkled dress and her kiss swollen lips. She looks like a pissed deer caught and in headlights.
"Sorry about that lil buddy. She's a screamer. But I'll leave you to your little date." Going back to her I slip my black card into her purse and press a kiss to her cheek and whisper in her ear.
"Once you get rid of Urkel stop by my house and we can finish what we started." She shivers but still mugs me as I leave satisfied that she knows that wherever she runs I'll follow.
