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"Harry, I have to go to work today." "No you don't. I already took care of that." "Really Harry? You're so sneaky." I smile. "And yet so fuckable." He smirks. I roll my eyes playfully and he pecks my lips. "Can I fuck you again?" "Harry we just had sex a few minutes ago." "Yeah, but you feel so good." He gets closer to me. He puts his hands on both sides of me. "I don't think I can stand for a week." I joke. "I can make it to where you won't be able to stand for a month." He says seductively. At the same time, he sounds so serious. I love when he talks like that. "Harry..." He enters me and moves in and out of me. Harry won't take no for an answer. "Fuck Harry. Go faster." His pace quickens and I lean back, propping myself up with my arms. "You feel so good." He groans. "Harry..." I feel myself cum. He pulls out of me and cums.
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"What do you want to do besides get fucked by me?" "Hasn't your dick had enough pleasure?" I smile jokingly. "No. I can't get enough of you." "Horndog." "You can't say you're not one either." He smirks. "Anywho, I want to order a pizza and watch movies on Showbox." "Very well then."
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We're watching 50 Shades of Black and eating stuffed crust supreme pizza. Harry's phone rings. He pulls his phone out of his pocket with his free hand and looks at the caller ID. "Do you really have to answer that?" He looks at me with apologetic eyes while saying yes. I roll my eyes and look away from him. "Hello." He says, obviously annoyed. He rolls his eyes. "Yes." He glances at me. "I'll be right there." He ends the call and puts his phone back in his pocket. "I'm sorry. I have to go." "Yeah I heard." I roll my eyes and walk away. "Babe, where are you going?" "Why does it matter?" "Where are you going?" "Shouldn't I be asking you the same thing?" I close the door to my bedroom and lock it.
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Harry's POV
"You got my drugs?" Don asks me. "Yeah, I got them." "Good. For a second there I thought I had to beat your ass." He laughs. He hands me the money. I take the bag of drugs out of my pocket. I hold the drugs out. His hands go for the drugs. Swiftly, I kick him where the sun doesn't shine and run out of the dark alley. He falls to the ground in pain. I stuff the drugs in my pocket as I run for my life.
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I stuff the drugs in the drawer that Hazel knows not to go in. I stuff the money in my pocket and walk out of our bedroom. I close the door. "Excuse me Harry." I jump in surprise. I turn around to face my beautiful queen. "Why are you so jumpy?" "I just didn't hear you coming and you scared me, I guess." "What were you doing in there?" she folds her arms over her chest, shifts all her weight on one foot, and cocks her head to the side. Hiding drugs from you. That's all. "Nothing." "You better not be lying to me." "Trust me, baby. I'm not." I try to pull her in for a hug, but she escapes my grip and walks away. What's her problem?
