Breezy Imagines

A little more

Tiffany:

I came home to an empty house once again, Chris is still out. I'm getting sick of this shit. Maybe if he cared about me just a little more, I wouldn't be so damn bitter. He's beginning to do this more and more, like I can't tell that he's cheating. I've already seen proof from messages that he might have a side hoe. I just haven't caught him in action yet... every time I see him I fight the urge to wreck his shit right there, bust the nigga lip at least. I need a little more proof in order to pop off on his ass.

I simply hopped in the shower and hummed kelly price's "tired" in my head. I thought about how all I do is treat Chris's ass right, and he fucks me over. I washed my body in this warm peace with my eyes clothes. I felt arms wrap around my tiny waist...

"go away Christopher." I shrugged

"don't act like you don't want me to put you to bed baby" his hands began to slide down my front. I quickly popped his hands.

"if you paid a little more attention to me you'd realize im not in the mood." I pushed him off and hopped out the shower.

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In bed:

I sat up against the headboard reading my book when here comes Chris's still wet body walking out of the bathroom. I snuck a peek at his chest but I didn't need him to know I was looking.

"you ain't slick. I seen you, miss "I'm not in the mood". He says mimicking me while putting boxers on.

"shutup and put your clothes on." I snapped back.

"or how bout, I slip these off *while taking off boxers* and u take a lil more off.. and well uhh, you know what's next." He says while crawling towards me in this king size bed.

"Chris no, go fuck your hoes or get on your side of the bed. Move" I shooed him away with my hand and kept reading.

The next thing I know, Chris snatches me by my legs and pulls my body to the edge of the bed.

"CHRIS WTF." I yelled dropping my book.

"shut that shit up." He ripped open the big shirt I had on exposing that I had on no underwear. "damn" he says diving in.

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"OOOOOOH RIGHT THERE, THAT'S IT, RIGHT THERE!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as Chris pumped up in me from the back.

"Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, shit girl. Keep Tootin that ass up for me babygirl..." he instructed while smacking each ass cheek.

"mmmm ah-I can't, AH AH..." I tried my hardest to arch it but Chris's disrespectful ass was lowkey breaking my back.

"COME ON, A lil more... fuccck I'm bouta cum keep it right there." He grunted loudly as I threw my ass back, since he wanna be rough.

He was catching everything I threw at him, and very well if I must say... shit.

We came together and he laid flat on my back.

"MMMMMMMmmmmmm, oooh oh my goodddd..." I gripped the bed sheets.

"daaamnnn baby..." Chris said. "you still mad at me baby?" I rolled over under him smirking....

"hmmm, I don't know. Maybe a round 2 will change my mind." I seductively grabbed his chin.

"I guess you need a little more."