Chapter Twelve

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Shaq

"Didn't I tell you don't fuck with that nigga no more?!" I yelled.

"Who are you to tell me who I can and can't mess with?" She yelled back.

It was kinda hard to be mad at Latrice when she made having an attitude look sexy as fuck.

"He ain't no good. I'm tellin' you!" I wasn't just talking, this was facts. I didn't fuck with that Trevor nigga Latrice used to date. Cause whole time he was dating her he was tryna get with my girl Jalissa. He was up there telling her lies about me like a bitch just so she would stop fucking with me. He's the reason we broke up. I know what you thinking. Who am I to talk about being faithful? But Jalissa knew I wasn't hers. If she wanted to keep me around, that was on her. I wanted Latrice to myself. That was the only way I was winning this bet.

"You're. Not. My. Man!" She clapped after each word. "Until you drop all yo hoes, I'm not gone drop mine!"

"If that's what you want then fine! I'm done with all of them!" I pulled my phone out. She rolled her eyes. "Look!" I put my screen so that she could see. I went through and blocked and deleted every females number I had in my phone, including Jalissa. Deleted threads and all. I knew it would be nothing to get them all back but right now I had to do whatever it took to get what I wanted. And that was to fuck Latrice Chanelle Patterson.

"Come here," I grabbed her hand and lead her to the backseat of my Jeep.

I could tell she was nervous so I kissed her. First on her lips then I moved to her neck where I started to use my tongue. I used one hand to grip her breast and while I used the other to rub her inner thigh until she started to shift in her seat. I lifted her shirt and planted kisses all over her stomach, while simultaneously unbuttoning her pants. That's when she stopped me.

"I'm not ready," she said softly.

"Keep calm. I got you," I kissed her lips to reassure her then got back to business.

I pulled her shorts down and unbuttoned her lil onesie thing. I paused for a second to take this moment in. I was about to win the bet.

I was taught to always take care of a women's needs so before Johnny got his fun I had to make sure she was pleased. I gripped her thighs and went in. Licking, kissing, sucking until I finally got a moan out of her. That only motivated me to do more. I stuck to fingers inside her while massaging her clit with my tongue. I did this for a little while until I couldn't wait any longer. I sat up and started unbuckling my belt.

Bzzzzz. Bzzzzz. Bzzzzz. Her phone started ringing. I sighed.

"It's Dejan. I gotta answer," she said.

Man, fuck Dejan bighead ass, I thought. "No you don't!" I said.

"I do. If I don't she'll think that something is wrong and keep calling. Hello?" She answered while pulling up her shorts.

"Code Red! Code Red!" I could hear Dejan yelling on the other end of the receiver.

I sighed even harder.

"What happened?!" Latrice yelled back. "I gotta go," she said before hopping out of my Jeep and running into the house.

I was so pissed I sat there for at least five minutes before I finally pulled off.

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