Chapter Seven
-Adicked-
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:: A month later, May ::
(Dyme's Pov)"....I'm about to call him again" I said, talking with Keisha at her house.
"Dyme, leave that man alone. He's working like he needs to be, instead of giving you some D" she snatched my phone from me playfully and went back to being on her laptop.
"Ughghhhhh. I feel so dry again though..." I complained.
"Girl......y'all fucked this morning" she looked at me like I was crazy.
"Yeah, that was at like 6 something o'clock" I crossed my legs on her bed.
"I swear something is going to happen to y'all. Y'all either gonna f*ck each other to death or get pregnant with 10 damn kids at once"
"Girl don't wish that on me! Oh hell no, my little brother is enough. I can't even get him to listen to me now....little twerp"
She laughed. "Then maybe y'all stop having sex all the time if a baby came along. Its only a matter of time D"
"Mhm, but Ke I really think I'm addicted to this nigga. Like its taking everything out of me not to beg him to come home"
"Yeah and that's a problem, y'all not even together"
"I know..." I turned my head from her.
"Is this everyday with you two?"
"Shit, every day...every hour,...every minute. Its really getting out of hand now that I think about it. I'm not a sex addict entirely but I just love having sex with him. Its not like I'm out here laying down with everybody. I just crave him, and he just never says no to me. Probably because he's addicted too and I never say no to him"
*Phone dings*📲
"Speaking of the damn devil, he's texting you" she handed me the phone again.
"No, just tell me what's it say........I can't get sucked in right now"
"Well okay--....oh--....... um-here. I don't think I was supposed to see that" she covered her eyes to blindly hand me the phone.
"See what?......It just says *reads message to self* ...and...oh..."
Jaybaby💋🍆: Can I come thru tonight?😜
Jaybaby💋🍆: *sends pic of uk*"Yeah, "oh my" is right. Damn sis, Jacob didn't seem like the slanger type"
"So you thought I was f*cking with a guy that had a shrimp huh? Sike nah,...Damon had one and I f'ed him. Even if Jay did have a little guy, I think he'd still be bae"
"You must really love that nigga then, but back to that d*ck pic girl. So how big is he really?"
"7.. or 8 inches I think. It's just thick, not all that long in length I say"
"Still. Jay did not seem like the kind of guy to be packing some big meat down there" she said while typing something on her computer.
"Wanna see a close up? This pic ain't nothing"
"I don't why but I do...." she leaned in closer for me to show her.
I scrolled up to all of our older messages instead to show her a close up of his thickness. Finding it in a matter of seconds to watch her facial expression change.

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ChickLitHe sighed lowly to himself. "I love you too though" "You don't..." I replied. "Why don't you believe me?" "Because you screamed it to me Jay, right after we conceived our daughter. I will never forget that...." I looked at him with tears pouring dow...