Ani was a masterpiece of sleek curves perfectly proportioned for her petite frame. I wanted to cup her sexy little titties in my hand and squeeze her nipples.
I had to stop thinking about Ani's titties or else my dick would get completely hard. I was already semi-hard. This girl was a fucking problem.
"I would say I'm sorry for taking from your stash but honestly I'm not." She said as she looked at me straight in the eyes. "Robbing is how I've always survived and I'm not apologizing for it so, if you gon' kill me, do what you gotta do."
The way she stood on business made my dick twitch. I don't know if I wanna kill or fuck her lil chocolate ass.
ANI'S POV
"I just don't understand," Jay said, in a low voice, causing me to snap my head in his direction. "You're pretty as fuck. Got a banging ass body, live in a nice ass house in a nice ass neighborhood, but you're okay with robbing niggas?"
I twisted my face up. What I didn't need was a lecture. I know that the fuck I did. Why was he saying this shit like he was a disappointed parent or something?
"It's not for you to understand." I said, pulling my knees to my chest. "It's not for anyone to understand. Just because I'm pretty doesn't mean shit. I gotta survive."
"You look like a fucking model. That's the part that's killing me. If you weren't a thieving ass bitch, I'd even consider wifing you."
I laughed to myself.
"Nigga, you say that shit like it's a privilege. I see how you treated your past flings. I gotta be one stupid ass bitch to willingly get into a one sided relationship with you."
"What?" he asked, with his brows coming together. "It is a privilege to be with me." He was so sure about it, which made everything funnier.
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