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28.Frustrated

T W E N T Y - E I G H T

"My mama calllled seen you on tv son, said some shit done channngged!!" I screamed walking into Aerin's room.

"Shut up!" Aerin yelled at me.

"I dreamed it alll!!" I got louder, as I walked over to her bed.

"Ryannn!! Come get your wife!"

"Correction fiancé." I held my finger up.

"Imma bite you." She mumbled as I sat on her. "Why you being annoyin'? Go bother your man."

"He's busy." I fell back onto the bed. "I'm ready to go back home, I could be makin' money instead of being bored."

"Me as fuck." Aerin laughed. "Did I tell you about my new hoe?"

"You are a hoe." I laughed. "What's his name?" I propped myself upon my elbows.

"Whoring is life bitch. His name is Trae. Girl he magic." She smiled.

"Yea til that nigga say, "What you doing?", at twelve o'clock in the morning."

"Damn I'm just trynna find a nigga like yours."

"Don't!" I said honestly. "Find a white man that's gone love you the way Ryan loves my tacos."

"Not tacos." Aerin laughed.

"For real the man loves tacos." I laid on my back. "I think he part Mexican and just not telling me."

"See I'm trynna be like you. Marry a Mexican."

"I'm not a Mexican." Ryan walked in scaring us.

"You eat like one?" I said as Aerin giggled.

"We gotta dinner tonight." Ryan hovered over me.

"Hey hey nuh uh not in my room yah nasties!" Aerin kicked my legs.

"Hater." I laughed getting up. "Turn around." I instructed Ryan.

Turning around, I climbed on his back. Walking out Aerin's room, we went into my room.

Later that night

"Baby we gonna be late." I moaned.

"No we not black folks ain't never on time." Ryan sucked on my neck.

"Stooopp." I squealed raising my shoulder.

"I'm bout to hit you with that razzle dazzle." He picked me up, holding me against the wall.

"No. Baby wait." I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

"Ayyy--mmm y'all nasty." Angel scrunched her face up, as she bust threw my bedroom door.

"Why are you in here?" Ryan looked over a little irritated.

"To see if y'all was ready but obviously not." She laughed a little walking off.

"Baby I need some." Ryan rest his forehead on my chest.

"It's okay." I rubbed the back of his neck playing with his naps.

"Come on before this dress get you hurt." He let me down onto my feet.

Fixing my dress, I took one last look in the mirror making sure my hair was straight.

"Damn." Ryan murmured grabbing my ass, as I opened the door.

"Boy." I swatted at his hand walking out the room.

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"You look like a milk chocolate bar." Ryan licked my collar bone, holding a hand full of my ass.

"Stop." I bit down on my bottom lip trying not to moan.

"Aye Red you seen Ace?" Kain, Angel's husband came up to us.

"Nah." Ryan looked me in my eyes, then over to Kain. "He probably with Geno."

"Ight, wassup JoJo." Kain nodded before walking off.

"You gon continued to talk dirty to me or are we gonna go get something to eat."

"Shiid I'm trynna freak yah down right here on dis beach to be real but you playin' game."

"Shut up." I laughed.

"For real a nigga trynna." He grind on me, gripping my ass.

My eyes widen as I felt how hard his piece was. "Ooo baby."

"Yah did this." Ryan nodded. "Lookin like a nonstop flowing chocolate fountain."

"What does that even mean?" I smiled.

"I don't know but I want some of yah chocolate that's what I do know."

"Okay baby." I chuckled, kissing his lips.

"I'm trynna freak my wife and you ain't givin' up no play." Ryan mutter again my lips.