Zendaya...
I smile as I watch Ryan paint the room a faint blue. His face was plastered with determination and he looked adorable.
"Baby you can't just paint it blue." I giggle. "There's a she in here too." I finish and he turns on the ladder to look at me. Not to long ago we found out that we'd gotten blessed with not one but two little bundles of joy.
"You're right..." He says looking around the room as if he's thinking. "How about I do a blue background with pink flowers? Never mind that'll make my son look gay..." He trails off and taps his finger against his chin. I shake my head at him and exit the room. I wasn't supposed to be in there anyway because of the paint. Also Ryan would start yelling at me because he doesn't want anything bad to happen to me or the twins.
He spent a lot of time in that room even before he started decorating it for the babies. One day he went in there, locked the door behind him and kept it locked for hours. When he came out he was all sweaty and he locked it up behind him before he disappeared downstairs. He returned with a bunch of cleaning supplies like bleach and other things. When he began working on the room it all make sense as to why he was spending so much time in there.
"Baby... your phone is ringing." Ryan says coming into the room. I grasp it from him and answer the call.
"Hello?" I say sweetly. Ryan wraps his arms around my waist and places kisses along my neck.
"Hey Zendaya... you busy today?" Trevor's voice asked. I go to answer but the phone is taken away.
"She's very busy today." Ryan says as he glares down at me.
I roll my eyes and reach for my phone. He yanks it away and pushes me back onto the bed. I frown and he clenches his jaw tightly.
"It doesn't matter what she will be doing just know that it won't be anything concerning you!" He hisses before hanging up the phone.
"Your such a ass Ryan." I spit at him. He grabs my face in his hands roughly as he bends down to my level.
"I told you to delete that niggas number! You thought I was playing or something Zendaya!?" He growls and my eyes well with tears. "Shut the fuck up with that crying!" He yells making me flinch.
"I-I'm sorry baby...." I whimper and his face softens. He lets my face go and sighs.
"No niña I'm sorry." He mumbles before placing his lips lightly on mine.
"I just don't like sharing." He says softly. I grab his face in my hands and stroke his cheeks with my thumbs.
"You're crazy." I say with a light smile. He chuckles and looks into my eyes.
"I know..." He trails off before smothering my lips with his. I moan and wrap my arms around him. "Horny ass." He chuckles and I allow my legs to wrap around his waist.
My belly touches his and he pulls away laughing.
"This thing gonna stop up from doing anything." He says with a smirk. I giggle as he pulls my shirt over my stomach. Bending down he places his pink lips against it and I rub my hands through his hair. He continues to place pecks along it until he gets lower, stopping at my pantie line.
His fingers hook in the sides of my panties and he drags them down my legs. Once they're off he throws my legs over his shoulders before kicking his lips and bending down. I gasp and throw my head back when his mouth comes in contacts with my sensitive clit.
"Ryan..." I moan clenching my eyes shut.
"Look at me niña..." He mumbles against me making me shake.
I open my eyes and look down at him weakly. His grey orbs send me into a moaning frenzy and I grip his curls tightly. His smooth tongue licks around my clit before it slithers itself inside of me.
"Shit baby!" I squeal getting ready to release into his mouth. His tongue curls skillfully, grazing my g-spot.
My legs tremble as my face heats up and my eyes roll back.
"Ryan!" I scream out and he mumbles something in Spanish. I squeal as he attempts to shove three fingers in me. Once he realizes that it wasn't happening he settles for two. My vision blurs as I cry tears of pleasure and release into his mouth. He licks up my liquids and gets up to hover over me, still letting his fingers play in me.
"I gotta go handle some business..." He trails off pumping his fingers forcefully a few times. "I'll be back." He finishes before pulling his fingers out of me and placing them into his mouth. He sucks on them and I watch him weakly and he chuckles as my eyes begin to close. "Love you baby." Was the last thing I heard before I drifted into a deep slumber.
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Ryan...
I park my car on the side of the rode before slowly stepping out. I place my gloves onto my hands before grabbing my gun from the passengers seat. I slam my car door shut and crack my neck before advancing towards his door. I shove my gun in my pants and turn the knob on the door. Surprisingly it opens so I step in.
I hear a TV playing softly so I follow the sound.
"Ryan?!" He says jumping up from his couch.
"Trevor?!" I say with fake confusion. Chuckling I walk further into the living room. "Have a seat." I say with a smirk. He shakes his head and starts to walk towards me. I click my tongue and pull my shirt up a little revealing my gun. "Sit the fuck down." I laugh and he hesitantly does as I said.
"I just don't understand why you keep trying to get at my girl. It's so frustrating!" I say waving my hands about. He clenches his jaw before chuckling bitterly.
"You come here with a gun because I've been calling your bitch? You're funny man." He laughs. A jolt of anger runs through me and I pull out my gun and stomp over to him. I pull my hand back and hit him with the butt of my gun.
"Shit!" He hisses and I do it again.
"What you just call her?!" I growl at him.
"A bitch!" He shouts at me and I place the cold gun against his head. His eyes go wide so I chuckle bitterly.
"Don't be scared now." I grit. "You brought this upon yourself." I shrug. "I think you'll look nice buried next to my ex girlfriend." I smile brightly before pulling the trigger.
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