Symone is a 22 year old girl living in Harlem, New York. Her life changes when she meets a brownskinned guy with braids at her job who is apart of a mafia.
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*Just wanted to say this is quite explicit but it's pretty significant.*
Third Person POV
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What Rocky said took Symone by surprise, and it took a while for her to say something back.
"Us?"
"Naw, Casper and his bitch.. Yes, us," he joked, laughing and holding his hand up in the moment. She joined the laughter, confused as ever.
She paused a few seconds before continuing, "Rakim, a player, is talking about tying it up with me. You not ready for a relationship, let alone one with me," she stated confidently. Rakim loved it when she talked like this because he knew he could prove her wrong.
He dryly chuckled before retorting, "Baby, if anything you not ready for me. No nigga can top Pretty Flacko and I mean that shit in the most humble way possible."
Clearly taken aback and slightly turned on by his cockiness, Symone coaxed, "Show me then," with a sly smirk.
Rakim took that and ran with it. "Come here," he commanded, licking his lips.
Symone took two steps over to him to stand in between his legs awkwardly, looking down at him.
"Why you standing like you don't know me or sum? Like I ain't had an interaction with the pussy?" He looked at her intensely before sitting her down on his lap, but not before she outright laughed at what he said.
"Did you expect me to hop on it like right now? No sir, I'm not that bold," she replied, still smiling as she played with his hair.
"You was bold yesterday," he commented just above a whisper, his eyes never leaving her face.
"How?"
"Telling me you want me and shit. I could tell but thank you baby." He gave her a peck on the lips which lead to more pecks and eventually the two making out hungrily.
Symone found herself moving to straddle, Rocky's hands going into her pants to grip and rub her butt. This only made Symone wetter.
Never breaking the kiss, Rocky's left middle and ring carefully went in and out while the other went around her waist. "I want dick Rakim," she moaned, grinding against him before going back in for a kiss.
"I don't know where you gone get it from," he teased, chuckling.
Symone stale faced him saying, "Don't play. You're hard as a rock right now, just put it in me," she whined, going down to unbuckle his pants as if she was in a rush. As she did that he removed his shirt.
"It's big as fuck, you bout to destroy me," she muttered, tapping his leg for him to get up and remove his clothing.
"Huh?" He had an idea of what she said but wasn't exactly sure. She only shook her head smirking. When he removed his boxers Symone's mouth dropped a bit. It was approximately 9 inches and if not that, more, just out and ready to go in both her mouth and pussy.
