After inheriting every last dime from his wealthy Grandfather, Theodore Reed has a lot to handle at such a young age. He's picked up and moved his family out to Atlanta so he can start his career as the Prince of the South and raise his daughter in...
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Lindsey
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"Cash," I smiled, looking up at the beautiful man standing in front of me, who I could never get to leave me along. Cashmere stood at 6"7, was 350 pounds and didn't gave a damn about his weight and neither did I. Cash was no twig nor was he built but he wasn't sloppy fat either. He knew his size and I loved how big he was and how he'd always use this to his advantage. Cash never minded cuddling with me, carrying me around when ever I got tired or taking care of me like a good man should. "You gotta go home soon. Don't you need to meet my brother?"
He nodded his head, tightening the already tight grip he had on my ass. "Yeah but he can wait shawty. How 'bout you get up out them panties while I take you to the back?"
Cash picked me up and slammed my back up against the door to my condo, making the locks and the chain jiggle as he quickly slid his sweatpants down his hips along with his warm boxers that just came out of the washer and dryer since he spent the night over here last night. All I was wearing was a bra and panties so Cash easily pushed my panties aside and slid me down on his dick. Cash was nowhere near being small. His d*ck was long and thick and almost too much for me to handle at times but I just took it like a pro.
Cash slammed his d*ck into me and held me up against the wall as if it was easy. My back flew up against the door the harder he slammed his d*ck into me, and while it hurt, the pleasure made it feel even better. I slipped my arms around Cash's neck, pulling him closer to me as I bounced around on his d*ck too. Cashmere had that good d*ck that had every bitch in the city lusting for him but he's faithful to me, well at least that's what he tells me. Cash has been unfaithful in the past but for some reason, he always runs back to me and I accept him being the dumb fool that I know I shouldn't be. And I didn't bother telling King or Theodore either. If they found out about Cash's infidelity, he would've disappeared years ago.
But it's not like I'm a saint either. Since Cash thought it was all right to cheat on me, I did the same shit to him and I felt good as hell doing it. Cash went crazy on me when he saw me with the other nigga but I didn't care. I wanted him to hurt as much as he hurt me when I found out he cheated with some random stripper bitch at Theodore's club named Mocha, who I've been looking for for months. I know she stopped stripping but I also know she's still in the city. I just can't seem to locate her and I don't want to get Theodore involved because I know he'll start questioning me. I want to find that bitch myself.
My back arched as Cash shot his warm load into me and I met his cum with my own. The smile on Cash's face told me he was satisfied so I unwrapped my legs from around his body and stood in front of him. "You good baby?"
Cash was bent over pulling his pants back up as he let out a small chuckle. "Yeah, I'm feelin' great now." Cash stood up and pulled me closer to him by grabbing on to my ass. "What'chu doin' later tonight shawty? I'm free."
