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The Heights
"What's wrong Kris?" Krish asked as soon as I got into her car.
"Yara." I looked down.
"Yara what?" She asked looking confused.
"Yara must've put roots on me or something." I face palmed.
"Why do you think that?" She chuckled.
"Krish I just fucked the shit out of her and I was the one crying and zoning out and shit. And plus I feel like I'm gonna kill whoever ain't me."
"Okay that's called making love, and what do you mean by that?" She questioned.
"I feel like I'll kill everybody Krish! Me, her, and the baby can leave this motherfucker today!" I snapped.
"Woahhh that's not normal Kris." She said rubbing my shoulder.
"I'm already knowing this."
"What is it, is she giving you similar vibes of moms?" She asked.
"No, she's mind fucking me Krish." I told her.
"How is that possible?"
"I don't know man fuck!" I punched her dashboard.
"You don't think she's holding out on something do you?" Krish asked.
" I don't know Krish, I met her through you shit. I'm thinking everything is cool, just to find out that after all these years on this earth I'm finally saying love to a woman."
"Wait you what?" Krish asked.
"Yeah I told her I loved her but then I tried to change my words but she knew what I meant."
"Do you love her?"
"Of course I love her Krish, I've been messing around with her for 15 months." I told my sister.
"Doesn't all pussy feel the same, snap out of it Erik!" She yelled.
"I thought all pussy felt the same for real until I met her and she put that down southern water on a city boy." I told her shaking my head.
"So what do you think, she's in on something or whatever because she knows a lot." Krish said.
"The fuck does she know other than the fact that she cut a niggas dick off and we killed him?" I asked Krish.
"Saving it for another day, where is she now?"
"At the house probably knocked out, she already had some good ass pussy and her being pregnant isn't making it better Krish. Her pussy makes my toes ball up in a knot."
"Not curl?" She asked.
"No, that pussy have them shits throwing up gang signs."
"You cannot be serious Kris." She yelled.
"I'm serious Krish." I looked at her.
"What turns you on outside of sex about her?" She asked.
"Her maturity and how feminine she is." I told her
"Specify feminine please?" She asked.
"Her walk, her voice, her nails, how soft she interacts, the clothing she wears, her smell, and her hygiene." I told her never losing eye contact.
"Nails Kris?"
"Man look, if she ever grabs my dick with her hands I'd nut." I smirked.
"Eewwwwww you nasty fucker, you're not in love you're a horndog." Krish hit me.
"It's not about sex for real Krish, she's the first woman to check on my mental stability and to understand me and go slow with learning about my needs and wants." I told her.
"And the pussy just takes you to the finish line?" She asked chuckling.
"Past it, that shits so good and wet, and it grips so good like she was made only to wrap around me."
"You're clouded by lust Kris, maybe you need to slow down on the sex part and you two learn each others hobbies and likes more because at the rate you're talking you should be atleast about three years in." Krish said.
Reaching over I hugged her.
"Thank you sis, I'll definitely take that advice." I said lying to Krish.
I won't attempt to fuck her, but if she wants me I'm not stopping her.
