Married To The Mafia (BWWM)

Waiting Out

Warning: Lots of fucking cursing!
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"I can't do this," Marciello sighed.

"N*gga its only been 2 minutes, calm your horny ass down," I said.

"I'm trying, maybe if you would put on some fucking clothes it would be easier," he said.

"Don't be cursing at me and I am in my night time clothes," I said, rolling my eyes as I snuggled with my pillow.

"Your ass is out and I can see your titties,'' he said.

"Your shirt is off and you are in your boxers. It is hot and yo lazy ass act like you can't go put on the air conditioner," I said.

"Why don't your ass get up and do it," he said.

"Why don't you get your ass up and go sleep on the couch," I said.

"No, I think I'll sleep on the bed, I paid for," he said.

"There you go bringing that up, trying to make me feel inferior and shit. I don't need your ass," I said.

"Really? Where the fuck else would you go?", he asked.

"Anywhere, but here. I'm tired of your Mexican ass thinking I need you, like you my only option. Bitch I can go and leave whenever the fuck I want," I said.

"I think you established that when you left before and fucked someone else, like a slut," he said.

''All because I fucked someone else doesn't mean I'm a slut," I said.

"We are married," he said.

"Okay and what the fuck does marriage mean? Nothing. It doesn't tie me down to you, I can leave if I want. At the time I fucked Alejandro we were through, we were separated. Our relationship was fucking over, sure we were still married legally, but our relationship was done," I said.

"You need to get through your fucking brain that we will never be over. You will never fucking leave me again and if you do I swear I will fuck you up," he said.

"N*gga I want you to. I'm tired of your ass, you fuck me up, I'm gonna fuck your ass up. So try me nigga," I said.

He slapped me and I slapped his ass back. He got on top of me and started hitting me, while I hit his ass back. I kneed him in the balls and he fell off, groaning.

"Yeah, bitch!", I yelled. I got up and kicked his dumb ass. It kinda hurt since this n*gga was buff. He grabbed my foot and I fell to the ground.

"You bitch, you kicked me in my nuts!", he yelled.

"Yeah I did n*gga and what the fuck you gonna do?", I asked. He looked at me with murderous eyes. I felt my lips turn up. We both busted out laughing.

"Crazy ass," I said giggling as I pushed him off me.

"Your ass is crazy," he said, laughing.

After our laughter died down we just laid down on the ground.

"You hungry?", I asked him.

"Yeah," he said.

"Go make us some food and while your at it turn on the damn AC," I said.

"Nah, you need to make us some food," he said.

"I'm not your fucking maid, get yo El Chapo ass up and make us some food," I said.

"We are supposed to be working on our couple skills, why don't we make it together," he said.

"Nah, I'm good," I replied.

"I guess we ain't eating then," he said.

"Fine by me," I said, shrugging my shoulders.

This n*gga was so lazy.