Book 4 to My Boo💋
This is the Next Generation for Brandi and Brianna's kids. All grown up and meeting this cruel thing we call "Life", see how they deal with being young adults in a drug-trafficing family business😏
Enjoy🤗
=4 months later, October 28th=✨ (Gabriel's POV)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Increasing sound of flesh smacking*💢💢💢😩
"Fuck--Gabe I'm cumming"
"Mm" I exhale quickly, holding up her legs with an even tighter grip.
"Ah!-oh baby fuck!" I watch her grab my sheets, moaning loudly and closing her legs.
"Sss-aghhh!" I squint my eyes, digging into her skin as I continued to f*ck her sh*t into pieces.
"Ahhh! Gabriel!......ah shit--......shit" she layed back, pumping her chest up and down.
I pull out and bust quickly on her chocolate colored skin, seeing the white cream stand out from the contrast of colors of course. Tiara sure had some good good, and it's addictive😩😏
Still in between her legs, I look down at what I did to her. Her pink-ness was glistening in the light that came through from the window. "You get wet a lot girl, damn"
"It's your fault..."
"Yeah I know. I guess the blacker the berry the sweeter and more of the juice" I tease.
"So you team dark skin now babe?" She sits up.
"Now you know color don't matter to me but I been team dark skin since this dark skin beauty switched into my class" I rub her face, down to her chin.
"I love you..." ...aw😏
I pause for a second and pull her head up to look at me. "I love you too"
"You really do?" She held on to my hand.
"Yeah I do"
She smiled and reached up to kiss me, leading us into an intimate make out on the bed.
=10:11 am=✨🕢 (Tiara's POV)
"I hope you can eat all this with me, since you claim your so hungry" he says, looking at me.
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"Oh trust me, I can handle it"
Picking up my silverware, I start to cut into my pankcakes, watching him do the same. After our little morning of intimacy, my baby decided to take me to Denny's in celebration of our....confessing of "I love you". I was nervous to tell him, it just kind of slipped through my lips. But I meant it.
"Did you ever think about...uh--having kids?" I ask.
"Where that come from babe?" he looked up at me smiling.
