prologue.

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Now playing Blow by Beyonce.

Getting ready to see him, pulling up my thongs carefully and smoothly then putting on my shorts. with a matching lingerie set of course. why? because you never know if you might get some life-changing dick! leaning over the counter I take out my hair and fix my makeup. Once I decide I look like a snack then I start to get ready and go.

The drive there isn't so far just about 30 minutes. During that time I listened to mariah the scientist, summer walker, and beyonce. how can you not like beyonce? I'll never know. The restaurant has a very homey feeling to it which I love. This being the 4th date is not bad at all! Walking in I'm so nervous, how else am I supposed to feel when a 5'11 handsome man wants to get to know me? seeing him almost made me fall to the floor like a damn cat in heat, dressed in a all-black button-down with slacks he looked good.

"hello beautiful" he observes my body making me feel uneasy. greeting me with 6 dahlia's, my favorite flowers; I think I'm in love with this man already.

"thank you so much! I love these!" I said hugging him with a tight hug. The waiter came to take our order as we continue to speak finding more similarities within ourselves.

"I think I can do it faster than you" he chuckled sipping his wine glass and looking over to me. I smiled.

"you can do something else" I muttered under y breath but I know he heard me because he squinted his eyes and smiled.

"check please!"

at his house....

"you feel so good, baby... keep gripping it like that" Alex huffed, one hand moved to my neck and he started gripping it in a hurtful way that felt good.

"say it's all mine and let you cum all over this, come on you know you want to say it. I'm making you feel good huh mama?" he said stroking my clit and pumping in me at the right amount of speed. you know when the dick so good you can't even moan but instead you gasping for air? yeah, that's what I felt.

trying to answer him but the way he keeps touching me I can't. It hurts so good. He flipped me over and started ramming in and out of me from the back making me scream out.

"ouuu shitt" i said with tears streaming down my face most likely messing up my makeup, gripping my hair he pulled my face back making me look into his eyes with something i've never felt before.

he's an addiction.

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