Chapter 8: Cant Turn Back

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Ahayah

"Man please. I told you, you mine forever so what the fuck you doing goin out on dates with other hoes?" "The same reason you round here fuckin em.... Because I can! You know what? Get the fuck out my shit Patience!" I snapped pushing her towards the door. She wiggled outta my grip and turned around picking me up from the floor.

"You gone stop treatin me like this." She said through clenched teeth. "Put me down Patience." I scoffed rolling my eyes. "Nope." She mumbled as she carried me back to my room. I just know damn well she ain't fina try... maaaan. "Patience put me down. I honestly don't have time for this." I said tryna tear from her grip. The more I wiggled the tighter she gripped.

We finally made it to my room and she laid me down making sure her body weight weighed me down. "Patience let me gooo." I whined tryna get outta her grip. She shook her head and smirked tryna kiss my lips. "Ill be damned if I let you kiss me with them coochie suckas." I snapped turning my head from side to side.

She laughed at me and rolled her eyes and literally began to rip the clothes I had on off. "You tearin that girl clothes Patience stop.. Ima call rape you better stop.." I laughed tryna keep a straight face. The face she just made was priceless. "Shut the hell up Ahayah dang." She snapped as she removed her shirt. I just rolled my eyes. She ain't got nothing on Jamaica.

When my clothes were finally off she got between my legs and kissed my inner thighs. At this point I wasn't even tryna move. What for? "So you quiet now?" She asked looking up at me. I rolled my eyes and her mouth finally found that right spot right along with two of her fingers causing me to gasp.

Every time I'm mad at her she pull this stunt thinking ima float right back into her arms. Nope not this time. But ima enjoy it! "Pa...Patience....mhmmmm.." I moaned clutching her head between my thighs. I guess that amped her up causing she was working that tongue like never before. To say I wasn't loving it would be a lie.

I wrapped my legs tighter around her neck pushed her head more into me. I was feeling so good at this moment I aint want it to stop. I started to grind on her face and fingers letting her know that I feen more. She obliged to my gesture and gave more. About 20 minutes later my knees buckled and my legs began to shake. I moaned the loudest I've ever heard and came all over her tongue. Little do she know I was thinking about Jamaica the whole time.

"Well damn you... Never mind. I aint goin home so lay ya ass down and get comfortable." She said as she disappeared into my bathroom. "Yo where my toothbrush?!" She screamed coming back into my room wiping her face. "Trash." I replied as I got completely naked and got under the covers. She rolled her eyes and headed back into the bathroom coming back out in her boxers and sports bra. She aint sleeping with me though.

"Do me a favor?" I asked her as she walked close to my bed about to get in. She gave me this look but threw her head up. "Go get an extra pillow out the hall closet for me." I told her keepin myself from laughing. As soon as she walked out I got up and stood by the door. "Get a blanket too and take yo ass on the couch or the guest room cause you ain't sleepin in here!" I screamed slamming my door and locking it. Finally able to lay down and sleep.
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The next morning I awoke to arms wrapped around me. I slowly opened my eyes and blinked a couple times as my vision cleared. I groaned as I sat up stretching my body out. I looked down and noticed Patience sleeping right up under me. I looked over at my door and it was A okay but then I saw the knife laying on my dresser.

"Get up Patience I told you I ain't want you sleeping with me." I snapped snatching the covers off of her. "Man you trippin... Let me sleep you see I was sleeping good and you wanna bug." She mumbled turning over pulling the covers back over her. I snatched them back off and pushed her outta my bed. "Take yo lame ass home Patience. I got stuff to do." I snapped picking up my phone checking the missed calls and texts. Which I had a lot of.

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