A FEW DAYS LATER
• M A L I K •
"Let's go to out. I haven't seen y'all in so long," I heard Jessica's voice booming from Tre's phone.
We were at my new place on the couch. It's mostly unpacked now. He was lying on my lap while on FaceTime with Jessica. "Uhh—"
"I know Malik is thur witchu, nigga," her crazy ass spoke. "Hand him the phone," she demanded.
I shook my head, but he disregarded it handing me the phone. I said no because I know her crazy ass finna cuss me out.
I was grieving and getting fucked! Damn!
"Wassup, Jessica?"
"So youn fuck wit me no more?" she mean mugged me through the camera. I rolled my eyes chuckling.
"How you figure that, shawty?"
"Ian seen you in weeks, Malik. Except when you came in fa work," she pouted.
"I'm sorry, Jess. You know I've been goin' thru a lot of shit,"
"Damn, nigga. Now you finna make me feel bad,"
"Don't," I chuckled. "I'm jus bein' real,"
"Well, can all of us go out today, please," she asked.
"Uhh, maybe," I hesitated. I didn't really feel like doing shit today.
"Yeah, we can go," Tre answered for us as he grabbed his phone back.
I looked at him crazy. "Yay!" Jessica damn near screamed. "I'll text the group chat. Bye, love y'all," she hung up.
"Baby," I whined. "I jus wanna lay witchu all night while we ain't got the kids," I spoke as he got up from the bed. I just stared at his fine ass. All he had on was some grey sweats. You could see that sexy ass body of his and that dick swinging in them sweats. I bit my lip. "I jus wanna put yo dick in my mouth again," he smirked at me as he grabbed a shirt from out of my dresser.
Yeah, he got his own drawer.
He's mine...
"That sounds very convincin', but...I think we should get out the house. We ain't been doin' shit. Just helpin' you move, taking care of the kids, working...fuckin'," he chuckled, making me smirk as I scooted to the other side of the bed closest to him. "N although, if I could, I would fuck you 24/7, I also need to spend time wit my friends," I smacked my lips. "Yo friends too, or you want Jessica ta beat you up, n Imma let her," he shrugged.
"Wow, Tre. You such a traitor," I said getting up and jumping on him.
He caught me, laughing as I tried to start wrestling him.
Of course, his big ass overpowered me, and I ended up pinned to the bed, outta breath. "Say, uncle, nigga,"
"Fuck, you, pussy," I spat at him.
He just laughed in my face. "Imma fuck you like you got one when we get home,"
He then just got up and went to the bathroom leaving me there speechless with a hard dick.
