Undeniable

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"Kyrie I'll stomp a bitch into her grave about you, I swear" - A'Marah

A'Marah

"Baby move off of me , I have to get ready for school." I slightly pushed Kyrie back as I applied my pink lip gloss to my pretty plump lips.

I was supposed to go home last night but I guess plans changed. Knowing my parents, they're going to raise hell when I come home after school but that's something I'm ready for.

They don't seem to understand that I'm 18 years old , I'm grown now. They keep treating me like I'm a little ass girl when I'm not.

"Stay here with me please." Kyrie begged rubbing up against me again , the pressure of his semi hard member on my ass made me want to stay but I'm not about to skip school for some dick.

I'll leave that to the hoes ...

"No boy , I know you ion want no dumb ass girlfriend ." I stated combing through my 30 inches of bone straight brazilian weave "Correction ion want a dumb ass wife" He cheesed kissing on my cheek and exiting out the bathroom.

I shook my head and continued to get ready. I applied my MAC mascara giving my eyelashes a fuller look , I don't really rock makeup I just keep it simple and keep it pushing.

"Bae how I look?" I asked walking out of his bathroom into his room, Kyrie was sitting on the bed with his head in his phone. I threw a brush at him since kept ignoring me "What girl?! " He asked irritated

"How the fuck do I look bitch? " I asked again, when people would hear us talk to each other they would think our relationship was unhealthy but in actuality our relationship was pretty good.

Kyrie stared at me with a mug examining my sleeveless halter black velvet bodycon dress that showed off my shape perfectly , my black platform sandals from forever 21 and Jean jacket

Along with that I also rocked my Mk women's Chronograph runaway gold & black watch, small gold Cuban link , my diamond studs & my Burgundy MK Purse.

"You look like my wife." I smacked my lips and rolled my eyes, this nigga can never give me a simple answer. "Whatever Kyrie. I gotta go" I walked over to him, hovering over his tall muscular body since he was sitting down.

Kyrie looked up at me puckering his lips out, I bent down a little smashing my lips into his. "Bye bye, love you" I said pulling away from the kiss.

"Love you more." He cooed as I grabbed my Iphone5c off of his nightstand and my keys to my truck. "Ima walk you to the door." He said standing up from the bed fixing his gray sweats that he was free balling in so his print was just standing out.

"If that bitch Trina say anything to me today I swear Kyrie... " I informed him looking at him with all seriousness "I know A'Marah damn. "

"Alright you and that bitch gonna end up in the hospital. Keep playing with me! " I jabbed him in the head with my nude matte acrylic nail.

Kyrie smacked his lips as he unlocked the door for me, I walked out smacking him on the back of his head softly but he pulled me back.

His left hand was squeezing my ass hard while his right arm was holding up my back , Kyrie bent down a little so that he could reach my ear "Stop putting your damn hands on me like you fucking stupid" Turn on...

I looked him in the eyes noticing that he was dead ass serious even more of a turn on. "I'm just saying Kyrie." I paused and bit down on my lip "I'll stomp a bitch into her grave about you, I swear"

"Don't worry bout all that baby. I know you my rider and my rock " Kyrie gave me one last peck and sent me on my way "Text me when you get to school." He yelled from his front door as I unlocked the door to my truck "okey" I shot back, fully getting inside my truck.