Best Friend

Being Honest

Toni seductively walked towards Babyface as he licked his lips. He got hard just by watching her. She was wearing the hell out of that pink set lingerie.

Toni pushed him onto the bed as she straddled him. Lips connected, as Babyface slowly started to remove her strap, sliding it down.

"Mm... I thought we weren't gonna do any love making tonight." Toni threw her head back giving him more access.

"We're not. My tongue is." Babyface looked up at her and smirked.

Rolling them over as he slid down her, spreading her legs apart as he removed her matching thong. Not wasting anytime Babyface buried his face into his target at last.

He had Toni screaming, yelling, gasping and moaning uncontrollably. She arched her back as she gripped the sheets. Panting.

"Aaaaaahhh!" She screamed.

The pleasure was to intense and Babyface wasn't letting up.

"Fuck!!!" Toni yelled, biting her lip.

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Toni watched Babyface as he helped her make them some dinner. She kept starring at him. She was just so moved by his naked glory.

"Your so handsome, it's just so unreal."

Babyface looked at her as he smiled. "And God took his time creating you." Babyface walked towards her, pulling her towards him. Causing her to blush.

"You always have to be so flirty." Toni looked down.

"With you always." Babyface smiled. "Am confessing."

"What?"

"Peyton. I've hurt her too much, she loves her mother. And... I can't do this to her."

Toni looked at Babyface.

"Are we about to end this again?" Toni questioned, as she felt the tears.

"No. We're gonna start something new. Am getting a divorce, am letting Nicole know. I love you and only you, and that will never ever change."

Toni smiled as a slight tear fell down her cheek. Babyface whipped it as Toni chuckled. "And we can start over. Get married. Not start our own family, but, we could become a family. Brandon, Dylan, Denim, Diezel and Peyton." Toni smiled taking his lips and connecting it with hers.

Babyface nodded. "Yes."

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Walking up to Nicole as he took a deep breathe. As he opened the front door he noticed bags at the bottom of the stairs.

"Nicki!" Babyface called out.

"Am in here." She answered.

Walking into the kitchen, as he saw her with her lawyer. "What's all this?" He asked her confusedly.

Nicole smiled. "Kenny. I think it would be best if we got a divorce." Nicole spit.

"Huh?" Babyface questioned not trying to show any of his excitement.

"I think we both saw this coming. I took therapy for 3 months Kenny. I have Peyton for full custody but... Your her father and you will get to see her whenever you want to."

Nicole looked over at her lawyer signaling for him to go wait outside.

"I have to confess something. 3 months ago, Toni was pushed down the stairs by Natasha, she had taken Peyton after that. Because I didnt want my daughter to be around Toni, I was jealous. Natasha was sick she still is sick, she abused Peyton-"

"And you let her do it?" Babyface raised his voice as his blood began to boil.

"No listen. She threatened to kill you and Toni. And that day you found me drinking, Peyton ran off because I told her to. Natasha had brain washed her with these ideas, told her if she didn't tell Toni or you I was the one abusing her. She would kill the both of us."

Babyface looked down. "That's why Toni told me to take care of Peyton."

"Yes." Nicole nodded her head. "But she's in jail now. And that's all in the past. I love you, but... Your heart is obviously not with me anymore."

Babyface smiled. "It's not." He nodded.

Nicole chuckled. "And am probably the reason why. I didn't love you right, give you some when you needed, I probably drove you nuts."

"You still do." Babyface laughed.

Nicole smiled, sliding him the papers. "Go love her, freely, openly, knowingly and not giving a care in the world." Nicole smiled, as she walked past him, pecking his cheek as she grabbed her suitcases. "Peyton's at my moms, I'll drop her off at Toni's, because I know for a fact your gonna be there."

Babyface looked around at the house. He smiled, grabbing the papers and pen.