Married to the Money (Bwwm)

Bitch!

"Get your fucking hands off my man," I yelled as I walked into the casino. I saw this brunette bitch all over Marciello.

"Who is you talkin' to?", she asked, flipping her dry ass hair.

"Bitch I'm talkin' to you," I said.

"You don't want to mess with me," she said.

"Shut the fuck up, your old ass. What the fuck you gonna do?", I asked. This bitch don't want to fuck with me. I heard Marciello sigh. He picked me up over his shoulder and I struggled to get out his arms. I saw the brunette bitch laughing.

"Belle what the fuck are you doing here?", Marciello asked as he sat me down in a room.

"I'm trying to find out what the fuck you are doing," I said.

"Belle you better carry your ass back home," Marciello said.

"N*gga I'm not scared of your ass. Fuck you and that old bitch!", I yelled.

I walked out the room and my eyes zoned in on my target. I saw the bitch was still laughing. I ran up on her ass and beat her to the ground. I started hitting her and the bitch couldn't even get a lick in. I felt Marciello pull me away. Last minute I grabbed on her hair.

She was wearing a wig! That shit came off and I saw this bitch hair underneath. I started laughing. Her hair looked like dry nappy pubic hair and it was the colors of the rainbow. Was this bitch a clown?

Marciello pulled me over his shoulder and carried me back into the room. He threw me onto the bed.

"What you did was uncalled for," he said.

"Uncalled for? You had that bitch all over you. You know if a n*gga was all up on me you would go crazy so don't front," I said.

"Your so fucking crazy!", he sighed.

"I'm crazy. Right it seems like I'm the most sane bitch in here. Because you got to be out of your mind if you think I'm not gonna beat your ass too," I said. I jumped on Marciello and started hitting him.

"You crazy perra," he yelled. He flipped us over and I started kicking.

"Stop it woman!", he said.

"Fuck you!", I hissed. He leaned down and kissed me. I resisted his kisses and tried to push him off. He grabbed my hands and pulled them over my head. He kept kissing me.

"No," I mumbled stubbornly. He started kissing and sucking on my neck. I couldn't help but let out a small moan. He started kissing me on the lips and I didn't resist this time.

"¿Quieres?", he asked. ( You want me?)

"Sí, papí," I moaned. He took off my shirt and unhooked my bra. His hands started massaging my breasts.
He leaned down and took one of my dark chocolate nipples into his mouth. I arched my chest into him. He kissed down the valley of my breasts, down to my stomach, and so on. He took off my pants and kissed my panty cloth pussy. I grinded my sex into his face.

"Please," I moaned. He took off my panties, exposing my sex. He swirled his tongue around my clit and sucked it into his mouth.

"Oh papí yes," I moaned. He licked up and down my slit before plunging his tongue into my pussy.

"Papí, so good," I moaned as I grinded my sex into his face. He licked me one more time before I exploded all over his face. He licked me clean before coming back up and kissing me. I moaned as my taste exploded in my mouth.

I ripped off his shirt and then pulled down his pants and boxers. He spread my legs wider before he plunged his cock into my pussy.

"Shit," Marciello moaned as his face contorted into pleasure. He smothered his face into my neck as he plunged into me harder.

"Marciello," I moaned as my nails sunk into his back.

"You feel so good, bebé," he said as he thrusted into me faster.

"Harder," I moaned. He started speeding up his thrust, driving his large cock into me deeper. He hit my g-spot and my legs spasmed. He kept thrusting into my spot and soon enough I came. Marciello followed after me. He rolled off of me and we both tried to catch our breath.

"I'm still mad at you," I mumbled.

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Morning Time

"Get off me you fatty," I said as I attempted to get him off me. All I heard was him snore in return.

"Marciello," I whined.

"What baby?", he asked as he snuggled his head into my breasts.

"Your smothering me," I said.

"Shh woman you talk too much," he said.

"N*gga get off me," I said.

"Belle your boobies are so warm," he said. I guess I wasn't going to win this battle. I sighed and ran my fingers through his hair.

Finally after a few hours Marciello woke up. We got dressed and checked out. Turns out this was a casino hotel. I wasn't sure if all of them were like this.

"Are we going back to our home?", I asked.

"Yeah," Marciello said.

''So can we finally go on dates outside the house?", I asked.

"I don't know. I'll have to scan the area and see," he said. I sighed and hoped for the best. I didn't feel like being cooped up in the house.