Smoke [Sequel to Me, You, & Henny]

Smøke-Nine

Smøke | Nine
Since everyone wanted to see him; here's Zach in the multimedia. I know I did tell a few of you Zach was Fizz from Love and Hip Hop of Hollywood, but he is now Aaron. (Pretty sure I spelled it right) However he has no relation to Chris in the story!

Levianna Stevenson.

Soft strokes and it was really starting to look good. "Keep brushing me babe." His voice coos and I continue my soft strokes and lean myself onto his back. Brushing his hair wasn't too boring, only because I had just finished cleaning up his appearance. He looked like a 29 year old drug attic who didn't know what a razor or shaving cream looked like. Once I'm done I swoop myself onto his lap where his morning wood laid untouched, and it wasn't his wife's responsibilities. It's mine now.

Two months ago, I broke everything off with Zach, he admitted he lied about being asexual and all of his cheating bullshit. For me to think he was the perfect man, I was wrong. He was so innocent and gentlemen like, but he wasn't for me. Because cheating is wrong.

"We are over Zach, I can't even believe for a second that you were cheating on me with this bitch! You lied about who you were basically, and this whole relationship is over." I groan but he's giving me just as much attention as a white crayon in a crayon box earns, and it pisses me off.

"Levi, I know you mad. But I think we can work through this, I can cut Melonie off." He  muttered but Melonie's eyes almost bulge out their sockets and she retorts quickly, "And I can cut your dick off! You ain't leaving me. I already got left once! And both men won't leave me for the same bitch."

"Bitch, don't call me a bitch." I step up to her taller frame and she looks down on me.

"Can you both just chill out?" Zach interrupts but I shove my palm to his face and he hisses.

"Look Levi. I know you like men and all, but can you get with someone your own age, the age of 4? I mean what's with you always trying to take away my joy."

"Melonie. There's differences between us. And here's a major one, I keep my kitty waxed while yours is a jungle. Please don't come for a woman who can steal your nigga. I've done it once, and I've done it again without even knowing."

Melonie was all in the midst of it and neither myself or Chris knew. He handled their situation better, but now she's taking him to court for joint custody. It's been an extreme roller coaster dealing with emotions that just hit below the belt. But through it all, I have my best friend here with me. Well, not Wesley but Chris.

"You know just how to brush my hair babe." He says as I find the crook of his neck and kiss it as his fingers dig themselves into my back. I lower my hand to his shaft and gently feel on his member, nice and hard.

"I can stroke really good other places too."

"You wanna show me." His words dance along my lips as we engage into each others boundaries. My tongue slips out for a moment and he takes it into his mouth as I lean in my head, then he shutters a moment when I wrap my hand along him.

"You want it fast or slow?"

He mutters fast but I take my sweet time and he's holding a firmer grip on me as I let out a soft moan, "Super fast?" I say once more and I stroke only my finger tips as he's whimpering, fuck is he whimpering for?

"You gone make me cum, stop playing before I put my whole fist up your vagina." He groans and I disconnect our mouths and stare at him in shock.

"I'd rather you put your head in my vagina then a hand." A smirk grows on my face and he mirrors me and steals a peck on my cheek.