Triangle

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"I'm writing this letter to let you know, I'm really leaving, And no I'm not keeping your shit! Heard you got some new homies, Got some new hobbies, Even a new hoe too

Maybe she can come help you! Maybe she can come lay you. After we're done, What's done is done. I don't want nothing else to do with it"-SZA

India💍💘: Come over here. I need to talk to you Mara.

Me: Where is your girl?

India💍💘: In her apartment wondering where my ex went. I already told you YOU'RE my girl Samara. You the one I only ever really wanted. Come talk to me. Please.

Me: Okay. TALK. that's it. Cool?

India💍💘:Bet.

My heart raced as I walked up to her door. "Samara!" India pulled me into a hug, grasping me tightly. I wound up enveloped in her arms for what seemed like forever. She held me so close that her scent rubbed off on my clothes as I let go. "How have you been? What happened?"

India paused.

"I can't deal with the shit that comes with Kiah anymore. I'm done with her. I kicked her out."

"Oh..I'm sorry. I didn't know that. Sooo, she's single?" I said raising my eyebrow and licking my lips.

"Shut UP Mara that shit ain't funny!!" She pushed me with a smirk as I giggled still. She moved closer to me until she was inches away from my face. I stepped back until my hands gripped the edge of the kitchen countertop. "She might be single, but I'm not. You mine. You hear me?" She gripped my hips and pulled my adidas leggings down just enough to see the pair of red Victoria's Secret underwear. She turned her head to the side questioningly. "You wore these for me?" I nodded slowly and bit my lip. "Good girl." She gripped my neck and kissed me deeply, her other hand trailing around my nipples. She took her hand out from under my sweatshirt and plunged her fingers inside my wetness. The air felt like it was knocked out of my body. I gasped, holding onto the back of her neck for support as she pulled her soaked fingers out of me. She hoisted me onto the counter as she ripped my leggings and sweatshirt off. "Come here baby" she whispered, wrapping her arms around my waist. I jumped on her, returning her kiss. She carried me to the bedroom.

The bed was showered fluffy white feathers and lilac petals. "I think it's safe to say you were hoping we'd do more than just talk" I pursed my lips. "You have no idea how badly I wanted you." She threw me on the bed, sending me bouncing as feathers flew in the air. She was magic, nothing short. She was now in full view of my nipples in my red see through bralette. She smiled down and me as she slipped off my underwear, trailing her lips and tounge across my thighs and into my lower lips. I whimpered, gripping the sheets as she made eye contact with me, tracing her tongue around my clit before nibbling and sucking, lifting my thighs in the air. It was even better than I imagined. "India—FUCK!" I breathed, arching my back as she reached my spot. She flipped me on top of her and pushed her tounge further into my pussy as I rode her face. Her hands left my ass and reached underneath my bra, playing with my nipples as  I gripped a handful of her hair. "I'm.. about.. to...c-cum" I got out before she buried her lips deeper, fingers inside me hitting my g-spot. "INDIA!!!! FUCKKK" I gripped her hair and arched, still riding as the convulsions died down. She flipped me back on the bed. I lay exhausted as she kissed my clit, making a slow trail up my stomach before kissing me hard on the lips. "Damn India. So you gone be my wife now or what?" She died laughing. "Damn nigga! You trynna trap me already?! It's only been an hour!" I flashed her a mischievous smile. "Damn right. I think you got me pregnant too" She hit me with a pillow, still laughing. "I got you baby girl. Meeeet meee at theee altaarrr in yoour white dresss!" She sang loudly. "Oooh no baby stick to yo day job and" I threw a pillow at her "don't hit ya pregnant wife" She laid down exhausted. "You don't gotta trap me love. You got me. Forever."