Same Ol' Mistakes - 14

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February 19, 2016
Oakland, California
9:39 AM
Robyn Rihanna Fenty

"Ya not ready for dis Lani. Ya wan' me as a distraction, but you'd be in a wheelchair if I were ta'-"

"Then put me in a wheelchair papi." She said, getting close. I sighed.

"Fuck it." I picked her up and sat her on de counter. She kissed me as I lifted her shirt up, only breaking de kiss to take it off. I den kissed down ta' her neck, tracing da letters of de tattoo wit' my tongue.

"Mmm." She moaned. I smirked, I aine even start nun' yet. As I was 'bout ta' kiss lower, she stopped me.

"What?"

"I want to please you."

"Nope, I'm ya distraction, ya not mine." I stated. She leaned forward and kissed on my neck anywey. I bit my lip, decidin' ta' let her have her wey. She reversed our positions and removed my shirt, wet kissin' down my body slowly. She took her time tracing my Isis tattoo befa' going lower. Den she stopped.

"What?"

"Wake up."

"Nigga whet?"

"I'm hungry Robyn."

"Den eat up." I put my legs on her shoulders.

"Robyn!"

I shot up out of bed and looked dead at Kehlani. Why da hell she so close ta' my stomach?

"Whatchu doin'?"

"Getting payback." She smirked. I raised an eyebrow.

"Whatchu mean?"

"Just know now, you like my tongue, and there's no denying it." She got up proudly. I sucked my teeth.

"Ya was fuckin' wimme while I was sleep?" I was kind of pissed, dat was 'posed ta' be actually happenin'.

"Call it what you- oh shit!" I pulled her on my lap and flipped us so she was unda' me.

"Don' fuckin' do dat shit no mo'. Ya onstan'?" I said in her ear. She was trynna calm her breathing, den she spoke.

"Don't be a killjoy Robyn, if you do it to me, 95% chance Ima do it back."

"So if I ate ya pussy righ now, you'd return da favor?"

"That's what perks to being a distraction is isn't it?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Ya right." I got up and looked at my clock. 9:50, we got time befa' having ta' go train.

"We leave at 11 ta' start ya shootin' practice, whateva' ya do befa' den is fine." I said lookin' at her. She looked deep in thought.

"They called..."

"Who called?"

"My friends..."

"Did ya answer?" She only shook her head. I sighed and sat in front of her.

"Ima be honest witcha, it's gone be hard, but right ni all ya ca do is put ya big girl draws on and get ova' it." I shrugged. She looked up at me with de straightest face, I almost laughed.

"Robyn.."

"Yeah?"

"Please shut the fuck up. Don't say shit, ta' me!"

"What?"

"Nothin!" She yelled.

"Don' get fucked up Lani."

"No Robyn, you don't get fucked up." She got up and walked up to me. "I'm fucking tired of you thinking you can just talk to me any type of way and get away with it."

I smirked. "Like ah said. Don' get fucked up. Betta watch yaself."

"Fuck off!" She screamed. I pushed her off of da bed and got on top of her, wrapping my hands around her neck. She clawed at my hands.

"Ya gon' quit talkin' ta' me like I'm one ah dem hoes on da street, onstan'? I like ya ass but I won' hesitate ta' long term fuck ya knucklehead ass up." I grumbled. Her face was turning red, but I don' care. She bein' disrespectful as fuck. When she loosened her grip, eyes closing, I finally let go tapping her face.

"Wake up." I commanded. She opened her eyes ta' where dey were extremely low and turned her head slightly. I kept lookin' at her, waiting fah her ta' get it together. When she looked at me, I smiled and got up.

"Get out." I said. She looked at me fah a moment den got up. I sat down and watched her walk out da doo' slowly. I sighed, I almost be feelin' bad fah her but her mouth da reason I say fuck her. Bitches stay makin' da same ol' mistakes.

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