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Amina | 04

Amina | 04

Amina Johnson

I tapped my nails along the counter as I patiently waited for my pizza to get done. I looked over and saw Troy bent over on his phone.

"Ass fat." I whispered in his ear and squeezed his butt.

"You always on some gay shit, yo." He said laughing and pushed me back.

"Yeah, yeah you like it." I told him and he shook his head smiling.

After the pizza pinged, I took out the oven and waited for it to cool. I walked up behind Troy and hugged him. I decided to tease him and grab him down there.

"You better move before you start some you not go finish." He warned me and I bit my lip and squeezed him harder.

He put down his phone and picked me and sat me on the counter. He started to kiss on my neck and I knew he was going to leave hickeys. I moaned and started to push him back.

"Come on, I gotta check on my pizza." I told him, trying to get out the kiss.

"Nah that can wait." He said his cut off the stove and picked me up and led me to room.

He laid me back on his bed and lifted my shirt off of my head and started to kiss down to my body then back up.

"You okay?" He asked and I nodded my head.

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I was now laying on Troy's chest while he browsed on Instagram. The experience was painful the whole way through since Troy was so rough, but it was worth it. He was rubbing circles on my lower back and it felt so good, it eased the pain.

I heard a ping from phone followed by a vibration and saw a text from Will.

Will 🤪: hey shawty.

I contemplated on texting him back, but I decided to, since it wasn't like we were sexting.

Me: wassup biatch!

Will 🤪: nun much, I need you to contact ole' girl for me, yo.

Me: okay, okay, imma tell her.

We weren't talking about nothing much after that. I got up and excused myself from the bed to go pee. After I got done, I walked back out the bathroom to see Troy looking angry while looking at my phone. I ran over to him and snatched it out his hand and saw he was reading all of my messages.

"What the hell, Troy! Why are you reading my messages?" I asked and he pushed me back.

"What the fuck I tell you about texting other niggas?" He asked and I stayed silent.

He walked over to me and started choking me. After I managed to get away from his grip, I slapped the fuck out of him and tried to run to his door but he caught me and slammed me on his bed.

"Get the fuck off of me, I wanna go home!" I screamed at him but he began to choke me.

"Nah yo' ass ain't going nowhere, yo' ass is mine." He told me and pulled off my panties.