Rambo || Bryson Tiller

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I looked over at her sleep and laughed as I got an idea. I stood up and slipped on my briefs and climbed back into bed. I laid on my stomach and bent her knees while lifting her legs. She was still dripping wet. I kissed her pearl and gave it a long lick watching her reaction. She squirmed and tried to shut her legs making me laugh.
I flicked my tongue faster slurping every few seconds.

"Bryson." She cried out gripping my hair trying to push my head away

I sucked on her cilt, she dug her head into the pillows and tried to force my head away.

"Stop. I'm gonna tie your ass to the bed."

"I'm still sensitive." She cried out still forcing me away

I pulled away and turned her on her side. I lifted her leg and kissed her pearl. Just as she tried to push me away I gripped her throat. She grabbed my hand trying to pull it away as I devoured her.

"I'm gonna cum." She whined

She buckled and squirmed as she came. I gripped her throat slightly tighter and continued to enjoy my meal.

"Bry-s-son." She gave my hand one more pull before giving up, she couldn't fight anymore

I released her her neck and pulled away from her wetness. I wiped my mouth and got up to brush my teeth. I watched her lay in bed lifelessly staring back at me.

"You hungry?" I asked once done brushing my teeth

She nodded her head before shutting her eyes.

"We'll go to dinner in a hour or so we'll both be hungry then."

"Your not hungry?" She whispered

"Nah. I just ate." I smacked her ass and left out the room

I left downstairs to my car and grabbed some extra clothes I keep in the trunk and jogged back upstairs to shower.
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"Rose. Get up." I shook her lightly

"I'm up." She pushed my hand away

"You still gotta attitude?" I squinted down at her

"No. Sorry. I'm just still tired."

She got up and drug the sheets with her to the bathroom and started the shower. While she was in there I got dressed.
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"Bryson. You kinda murdered my hair." She laughed as she left the bathroom

"Get it done tomorrow."

"No. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'll just straighten it myself."

"Your in a good mood. I wonder why." I looked as if I was thinking

"Oh stop it." She laughed

"You like that shit huh?"

"What shit?"

"That dominate "daddy" shit."

She only giggled and looked away.

"You do huh?"

She shrugged innocently. I pushed myself up from the bed and pushed her against the dresser gaining a moan.

"Yeah you like that shit." I laughed letting her go

She rolled her eyes and began sliding in her clothes before plugging up her flatiron.

"We don't have time for that Ro."

"Did you ever think about us being here when we were in highschool?" She stared at me through the mirror

"Before I left, yeah all the time."

"I remember when I use to tell you that you should have more tattoos then you came home tatted up."

"I remembered that. That's part of  the reason why I wanted them, for one the art and graphics and two...I knew that it I wasn't going to make it back in 2 years so the day I was suppose to come back I thought about you all day and ended up at the tattoo parlor."

She stopped straightening her hair mid-strand and started at me before she started crying.

"Rose." I laughed thinking she was playing 

"I'm so sorry." She cried

"What the fuck?" I mumbled to myself as I went to console her

"It's okay Rose, just stop crying please." I rocked her in my arms

"I love you Bryson."

"Love you too. Now you done crying?"

"Mmhmm." She looked up at me and looked genuinely sad

"Gimme kiss."

She puckered her lips letting me kiss them and wipe her eyes. Maybe Tammy was right, 1st quarter pregnancy crisis.

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The chappies are going to start being longer because to book is coming to an end. I'm pretty sure there will be a sequel but I'm not to sure yet.

After I complete this book and if there is a sequel it will be published a few days after because I have to edit the mistakes out of this book. Okay? Okay.😊😊😊