Islan-Dise

Impulses

Boon
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Amina stands beside me at the car wash. "My brother said he fucked you when you was in a relationship."

She turns her face. "I was with someone, yes."

"Not just anyone but Tre." Cause put some respect on my nigga name.

"Oh, he told you everything." She drinks her hot tea.

"You ain't talk to him lately, huh?" I dig into my steak, egg and cheese bagel.

"No, he stopped responding to my text. Why are you asking about him?"

"Tre ain't responding because he don't give a fuck about you anymore, at least not how he care for his new boo." I watch as she looks confused.

"He'll always love me. You don't know Tre."

I laugh. "Neither do you."

"We had something real. I loved him."

I choke on my sandwich. "Was the love in the fuckin room with y'all? Like did love know you was in it?" I laugh.

"Okay, what's all this about?"

"As much as I wanna tell yo creep ass, it's not my place. Imma tell you like this, all this can ever be is sex. You did some hood rat shit. I can't ever take you serious."

"Wow, you rude as hell." She goes to open her car door.

I hop down off her hood. "But I ain't never on know slime shit. I value loyalty lil mama and you don't."

"Did I miss something? Are you friends with my ex? I wouldn't take you as someone who gives a fuck about a person who is not your family or friend."

I wash down my sandwich with some orange hi-c. "Tre is family but that will all make sense lata." I slap her ass. "So, that's a no on me fuckin?"

"Pfft, no." She rolls her eyes.

"Aaight, fuck yah." I walk over to my car. "Oh, when that pussy need a lil sum sum, ion mind puttin that pressure on it." I grab my sack. "He very heavy."

"Dog." She rolls her eyes again.

"Hoes." I get in my car. I let my window down and stick my head out, driving up close to her car. I take all of her in, looking her up and down. I reach over, running my finger from her stomach, brushing it over her camel toe. I lick my lips, showing all my gold teeth, as she tenses up. "You gon call, and imma come to you and she gon cum for me."

"I won't be calling."

"Yeah you is...you ain't neva came across a nigga that told you, you wasn't shit. You don't know how to take me." I slide my hand between her thighs, she opens her legs and I grab chunk of her ass. Then I stare up into her eyes, pulling her close to my car. "You freaky shawty...you so turned on right nie..I can feel yo wetness on my arm." I let her butt go, removing my hand from in between her thighs. She steps back.

I wink and pull off.

I watch her in the rear view mirror, brain clearly scrambled. She definitely about to rush home and rub the hell out of that clit. I laugh and turn up my music.
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