Akua is a 27 year old business man/drug lord with the world on his back. People are coming after him thanks to the betrayal of his older brother Red. But, Being in the game for 10 years, his mastered it. Having the street eating out of his hands for...
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Beauty laid in her big kingsize bed wearing high knee socks with Akua big Armani button down shirt. She had been wearing the shirt every night since they had their movie date after their second unexpected meet at Friday's. She had learn a lot about him that night. His 25 years old, he owned 7 night clubs all across the world, no kids but, want some in the future, he love hip hop, Prince is his nephew, he has 3 home in the city of Chicago, and he had her nose wide open.
Akua had never been so comfortable under a women. She was pretty in so soft as he laid there on her chest that night in they talked about everything. Everything expect his underground business. In fact he had gotten so comfortable that he had token off his suit in tie in left it their, which is why it's been three days in Beauty had slept in it ever night.
It smell just like him. Akua was a man with money he didn't where axe, like she had smelt on prince penalty of times. She didn't no the fragrance but, she was in love with it.
So their she was hopeless soaking in the man shirt helplessly missing him. It had been a a week since Beauty's in Akua last seen each other. Missing him was an understatement Beauty, fend him. Her lips still tingled every time she touches them, when she thinks about his arm around her waist she can't help the moisture coming from her lady sex. She was in deep so deep she was basically drowning in her obsession with him. She couldn't get him off her mind, not even Prince kisses can make her feel like that, like a women. Because Beast was a man an fully grown man in she was crazy over him. Beauty wanted more she needed more, in she was gonna get it no matter what. First thing first he had to answer her calls.
She's been waiting for his call back in Akua hasn't even sent a text message. Before he left that night he had made sure that the pair exchanged numbers in after the first week of not hearing from him Beauty took matters into her own hand. This is 2015 who gives a fuck about being the first person to call. I'ma grown women in they go after what they want, that includes a man. I can do this. She gave herself a prep talk before she pulled out her iPhone in search for his name in hit the call sign.
When the phone went to voice she was starting to get pissed. How fuckin' dare this nigga. Kiss me like that then go fuckin' miss. "Ugggggh!!!" She was pissed. But, for the next couple of days to pass she called in texted him at less once a day. She didn't want to seem thristy but, she was. Thirsty for him.
So now as she laid in bed, bored without him on her mind she pulled out her phone in called his number promising herself this was the last call. The phone rang once in she had thought he pick up until she heard. "I'm sorry..."
"Ughhh" She was now more angry than ever. Getting up off her bed she stormed into the bathroom. "I should've known he was just another Prince. That is it uncle."
