For The Love of Money

9

"Man so you ain't gonna talk to me?" Zyier asked as they got into the condo. Fatima hadn't said anything on the ride home and it was really bugging him. She placed her keys on the counter and walked down the hall to her bedroom. "Alright well fuck it then,shit." Zyier said going into the living room and turning on the tv. He didn't see why she was so upset with him, when that nigga X the one started the shit. Fatima took her hoodie, shirt,and pants off..revealingly her powder blue Victoria Secrets bra and panty set. Zyier had enough of the silent treatment and walked into the room, to see her standing in her mirror looking at herself. 'Damn' he thought as he watched her take off her necklace and earrings. He still looked at her like it was his first time seeing her. Fatima knew he was in the door,but she was too mad at him to acknowledge his presence. She couldn't believe he and X carried on like that. "Fatima, I'm sorry man." He said walking in the room and grabbing her by the waist. Sitting on the bed, he pulled her into his lap. When she didn't snatch away, he knew he had her, so he laid on the charm. "I just get jealous sometimes bae. I don't like sharing you with anybody else, not even your own sister. You're mine and I be wanting to be selfish and have you all to myself. I can't be like that, so imma act better." He said kissing her shoulder blade. She folded her arms because she knew he was lying, but yet here she was falling for his lies as usual. "Yeah okay." She said getting up and pulling back the covers on California king bed. "No kiss for daddy?" He asked turning to look at her. "Yeah sure daddy. But I like my kisses down low." Fatima winked making Zyier jump up and strip out of his clothes. "I love you." Zyier said getting into the bed and climbing on top of her. "I love you too." She said as he leaned down to kiss her. She grabbed on to his back and wrapped her legs around his waist, as their kiss deepened taking them to another level. She loved it when he gave it to her slow, taking his time and awakening all of her senses. He left her lips to trail kisses down her chest, reaching behind her to unsnap her bra and trail his tongue over each nipple slowly. Fatima sucked in her breath and exhaled slowly. He sure knew how to take her on a ride to ecstasy. 'Damn I love him' She thought to herself as he began to take his kisses lower. He wasn't the perfect boyfriend but he did love her and he showed it daily. He knew that he had a rider in Fatima. Her love ran as deep as her loyalty and that was unmatched. He fucked with her the long way and he most definitely wasn't about to let no nigga like X come in and swoop her up from under him.