✨❤️August✨❤️
(Mahki in the media)✨
"But once you cross that line, you gotta stay there
And if you playing both sides, know you got to lay there" Yo Gotti
"Come On bookie and stop being a punk and come skate with me" I was skating backwards and doing tricks while Mahki just stood watching me in the rink
A lot has changed in the last five months. One of the changes were my relationship status. I had a boyfriend now. I was falling in love fast
"I'm good. I enjoy watching you. Skating ain't for me. I ain't bout to embarrass myself" He looked so good. Leaning on the rink wall with his pearly white teeth and burnt orange sweater contrasting perfectly against his chocolate skin
I skated towards him anyway and pulled him to the ring. He had on skates even though it took major convincing.
"I swear you always getting me to do shit" he groaned as I pulled him inside. He held my hands while I skated backwards. I pulled closer to him and pecked his juicy lips. Mahki hand lingered down to my ass and squeezed
Kids whizzed past us knocking right into us. Mahki fell on his ass and his gun flung across him. I hurried and picked it up putting in stuffed in the back of my cashmere sweater
"But you not living the thug life" I snorted at him. I quickly learned we both weren't completely honest about our lives in the beginning
"Shut up. Let's dip before these folks call the police" he got up and we quickly took the skates off
We were back in his Range Rover with his D.C tags. Khalil wasn't from Baltimore like me. D.C was home for him even though he went to school here. He only was going in advice of his lawyer since he was in violation of probation at the time. He ended up really digging school and passing semesters like nothing.
We studied together, celebrated passing our finals and whenever we had free time we were glued to each others hip. He was laid back and chills. His street shit never really affected me and neither did the shit I was doing
"I'm not going lie I really was just trying fuck in the beginning but I knew you were something special. I'm glad I got to make you mines like I told you how you were going be" he grabbed my hand and slipped this beautiful ring on my finger. I couldn't even say anything. I was flabbergasted
"Mahki" I finally said feeling so special. Mahki was sweet and treated me with respect and like a princess. But marriage was wayyy too soon.
"Nah I ain't proposing. This a promise ring that no matter what we always going be special in eachother lives and you my lil thugette" he pulled me close to him, grabbing the bottom of my sweater. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tasted his peppermint mouth
I was feeling hot and bothered. I never had sex with Mahki yet. He gave me head countless of times and I felt what he was working with and knew I wanted it. Tonight. I put his hands in my jeans to my underwear so he could feel how soaking wet I was
"I'm ready Ky" He caressed my Kitty then opened the glove department. I thought he was grabbing a magnum wrapper but instead a bag of weed. He started breaking up
"Nah you ain't. I want you all to me. You be holding back. You got feelings for another nigga. The one who call you from jail sometimes"
"No i don't. That's my boss. I don't even talk to him like that anyway. We make money, we don't do shit else" i frowned and my phone was vibrating in my lap with no other than Snow. He smirked seeing his name I had stored as "Bossman"
