Damaged

Ch. 1

Please someone tell me I'm dreamin,

Eyes open wide. In the dead of the night. Oh no.

Found something I could believe in. Oh after while, you let me down.

But now that you're gone. I'm so lost, and I never wanna love again.

They say that all wombs heal over time.

Then why does it feel like I could die.

Bury my heart (Oh why). Bury my heart (Oh why).

Bury my heart, so I won't hurt again.

-K. Michelle

Naomi

I stirred the mac n cheese and cut the stove on for the chicken. I put the finally cooked macaroni in a bowl to cool and placed the chicken in the oven. I went up stairs to the bedroom me and my boyfriend Khalil shared. I went to my dresser and pulled out a sexy thong and bra set. I walked to the bathroom and stripped out my boy shorts and tank and stepped in the shower.

Khalil had his first play off game tonight and I was all for catering his every need. I washed my body with my Be Enchanted body wash. When I was done I stepped out and dried my body. I walked back into our bedroom and looked at my phone to see I had a txt from Khalil.

Baby Face: Hey bae, we won the game!

I dropped my towel and took a picture of my wet glistening body and sent it to him.

Me: That's great bae! Can't wait to see you ;)

I put my phone back down and grabbed my Be Enchanted body lotion and body spray. I lotion my whole body and applied the mist. I slid on my blue thong and white bra with blue lace outlining. His favorite color. I stepped into my diamond encrusted 6 in pumps. I put on my black silk, see through robe and walked into the bathroom. I admired myself in the mirror and had to admit I'm a bad bitch.

I had caramel skin with hazel eyes. My hair was parted down the middle, jet black, and straight. I had a ass like Nicki Minaj and plump round D cup boobs. I stood at 5'3 with a small waist and thick thighs. Girls envy me as soon as I step in the room cause all their men flock towards me.

I decided against make up since I don't wear none anyway. I went back down stairs to take the chicken out. I fixed Khalil plate and sat it in the microwave to stay warm. I sat out a bottle of Marvin Gaye and poured us both a glass.

BEEP-BEEP. The alarm sounded. I smirked and walked to the foyer all sexy as my heels cranked against the marbled floor.

Khalil was sittin his keys down and smiled when he saw me. Khalil was 6'4 light skin, buff and had a baby face. Hince his name in my phone. He was big in all the right places. He had broad shoulders and pink soft lips. My man was some kinda fine. I looked up into his brown eyes full of lust and handed him his glass.

"Congratulations Mr. Dawson."

"Mm. Thank you."he said wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into him. "What's my prize?"

I bit my lip and grabbed his growing tool. "No pleasure before dinner."

"How bout during."

I giggled. "Come on bae, ian slave over the stove for nothing."

He followed me to the dinning room. I went and got his plate and sat it in front of him. His plate had baked chicken, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, cornbread, and stream beans. He dug in and I smiled at myself, satisfied at my doings. "Damn baby girl. I swear imma win every game if I'm gettin this."

"Don't act like I don't do this for you on the regular."

"You right."he said pulling me into his lap making me straddle him. "You need to just gone head and let me wife you."

Khalil has proposed to me but he ain't ready. He can say he is all he want but he still go and do dumb shit. "Soon baby. I promise."I said pecking his lips.

He grabbed my ass and grind me against his tool. "Can I have my desert now?"

He whispered in my ear while untying me robe. He started kissing down my jaw and found the sweet spot on my neck and nibbled there leaving love bites.

I moaned lightly. "Did you eat all your vegetables?"I teased.

He smirked. He started kissing my lips and picked me up and carried me upstairs. He pushed the door open and close it with his foot. His lips never left mine as he laid me on the bed. His hands started to roam my body. He lifted one of my legs around his waist and rubbed my pearl with his thub.

"Damn,you already wet baby."

He moved my thong to the side and stuck two fingers in my pussy. I grind my hips on his fingers and I played with my harden nipples. He took them out and put em up to my mouth. I sucked up all my juices like I was suckin his dick. He got off the bed and took off his clothes. I played with myself as I watched him. He started walking back to me. I grabbed his dick and stroked it. He groaned in pleasure. He positioned himself at my entrance and slid into me.

"Shit."he moaned.

My legs were by my ears and he held my hands down. He pounded my pussy. Each stroke was more powerful than the other. I moaned out his name and gasped each time he hit my walls.

"Fuck daddy."

"Damn Tyra."

Tyra. The fuck. I looked at him bewildered and tried to lower my legs. "Get off me Khalil."

"Baby I'm finna bust."

"Fuck yo nut! Get the fuck off me."I said hitting his chest.

"Man you trippin."he said pulling out.

"Naw, who the fuck is Tyra?!"

"Nobody Naomi."

"It obviously is! You callin me another bitch name while we fuckin! I'm tired of this shit Khalil."

"I know baby. And I'm sorry. I love you."

"No you don't."

I got out the bed and started walking out. Khalil caught me by my wrist and pulled me back to him. He gently pushed me back in bed and stuck his dick back in me.

"I'm so sorry baby."he in between strokes.

"You..ahh put me through so much shit Khalil." I moaned out.

He fucked me til our releases and I fell asleep in his arms.

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