Playing With Fire

t h i r t y - f i v e

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6 WEEKS LATER

Quentin was in jail awaiting trial, but kept his word. He told his boys to back off, so they were no longer trying to hurt Damitri. They did however, start a new rival with Dorian because he was trying to take Quentin's place. Other than that, things were sort of back to normal.

Arnell was lying in bed as she watched Damitri tap away on his phone. She tried looking at his screen but he moved it away from her. "Aight, nigga. Now you done goofed."

"What?" He laughed. Arnell rolled her eyes at him. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"Lemme see ya phone." She said holding out her hand.

"Huh?" He said. He was trying not to smile. Arnell hated how much he played around.

"Boy, if you don't gimme ya damn phone." Arnell said snatching it away from him. She put in his password and began looking through it.

"You don't trust me?" He asked lying back on his bed.

"Hell to the not. Witcho sneaky ass." Arnell went through all of his apps. He was just ordering some damn shoes.

"You feel stupid, don't you?" Damitri smiled.

"You look stupid." Arnell shot back. "With ya dumb ass face." She tossed him his phone back.

"Wow." He said sitting up. "I suggest you stop talkin' shit now before I really get in dat ass."

"The only time you will get any ass around here, is when ya finger slip through the toilet paper, lil ugly dude." She stuck her tongue out at him.

"Lil girl, I will really flame yo ass." Damitri told her. "Speakin' of flames, it look like you been dancin' in fire with no shoes on." Arnell's mouth dropped open. "Yo feet really look like somebody tapped danced with cleats all over them hoes. Yo feet look tired. Yo feet goin' through it. Yo feet look old. Yo feet lookin' like all they life they had to fight. Yo feet look like they walked along side wit Harriet Tubman in the Underground Railroad."

"Aight, Meech. Shit." She said pouting. He was really going at it.

"I told you you ain't want it." He laughed.

"My feet cute." She said staring down at them. She wiggled her toes on his lap.

"Who told you dat? Stevie Wonder?" He pushed her feet off of him. She sucked her teeth at him. "Aight, I'm done." He chuckled. "I was just playin', baby." He said kissing her forehead. He pushed Arnell back and climbed on top of her. "You mad at me?" He asked while kissing her.

"Nah." She laughed. She wasn't even the slightest bit mad. She could take a joke.

They were kissing for awhile before he reached over to the night stand and pulled a condom out of the drawer. Arnell took his shirt off as he put the condom on. "Fuck." He groaned as he slid into her. She dug her nails in her back as he went in and out of her.

She about to climax when she heard a snapping sound. "Damn, the condom broke ." He told her. "Want me to--"

"No, it's fine." She cut him off. "Just keep goin'." She moaned. Arnell wrapped her legs around him.

Arnell could feel herself getting closer and closer. She gasped as Damitri began sucking on her neck. It was truly her weak spot. She finally came and Damitri wasn't far behind her. He rolled off of her and panted. He looked over at Arnell who was already knocked out cold, he did the same. Damitri woke up to a phone call and began staggering around the room. "Be there in a min." He hung up the phone and sat down on the edge of the bed to put his shoes on. He stared at her for a moment as she lied asleep naked. "Arnell?" He shook her.