taraji h.
"ass sit up better than two bunkbeds."
tasia just fine as shit. like this my lil shit– in my head.
we made it mexico. i was tired along with everybody else. we was walking to our rooms. toya, and the girls had one room. me, tasia, and bryce had the other. i had my own room, but i still wanted to be near her.
"taraji, come here." she know what she doing. bitches suck a lil sum and start calling you every 5 seconds.
"give me a second." she rolled her eyes and went inside the room.
"is she mad that you're by me or something cause you can always go with her. no one's holding you hostage."
"what's all that for? im chilling. open the door."
"don't rush me."
finally, she opened the door. i love hotel rooms that have that luxury smell to em. $200 for each room, that's the only smell it better have up in this bitch.
"wake him up." i held him up to the ceiling until he opened his eyes.
"wake up, big boy. you gotta get in that bath. aye, ill be back later."
"where you going?"
"to my room. i need to shower."
"mhm, he's sleeping in there with you. give him his bath and he'll fall right back to sleep. thank you, bye."
"tasia, go ahead and get his bath out the way. ill be back to get him."
"no, because why are you acting like im stupid? you're trying to go in there with her."
"just to talk nothing more."
"so then take bryce with you."
"ill be back"
"where's the keycard?"
"why?"
"because you aint coming back in here"
"relax. be right back"
i went and put my stuff down in my room and took a shower before texting toya to come here with her phone. until then i moisturized my skin and dried my hair. i took my braids out and threw my hair in a man bun. seconds later, i heard a small knock.
"what took you so long?"
"i had to freshen up. where yo phone?"
"right here, why?"
"what's the password."
"autumn and win birth month. why do you need this again?"
"just wanted to see if it changed, but right now, i need some."
"did you take a shower? it was a tad bit funky down there last time."
"you let this same funky shit put kids in you. apparently the smell wasn't that bad."
"it was bad then"
"toya, stop playing with me." i ain't never been stank.
"learn to take a joke." she slipped her hand in the opening of my towel, "lay back"
i got in the middle of the bed and spread my legs as she got in between them. this bitch had a dangerous ass arch i can't lie. she played around with my tip before taking me in her mouth. my eyes rolled back while my teeth became trapped in my lip. i put my hand on her head and pushed it down.
she removed her hands and pushed my shit in her throat, choking herself out. suicide attempt?
in the midst of her gobbling me down i turned the ringer down on her phone and facetimed her bitch ass nigga. his face came up on the screen– his mouth fell agape. i grunted louder, making his hoe ass upset.
