Cycle| j.k

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Bryson Tiller- We Both Know

I'm not your, your man, babyNo, I can't do what a man should be doing for youTrying my best to pull through for you

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I'm not your, your man, baby
No, I can't do what a man should be doing for you
Trying my best to pull through for you..

      "Stop Jah," you said hitting him with comb as he sat between your thighs planting kisses and hickies all over them.  "I can't kiss what's mine," he asked as you rolled your eyes while making a long part down his scalp.

     "You can but, don't get mad at me when you got a crooked part in your head," you joked as he huffed before turning forward.

       Finishing up the last braid his phone begin to ring you looked down to see an incoming FaceTime he quickly declined. "Who was it," you asked as he shrugged his shoulders, "Nobody important, you done," he asked sitting up as you nodded he jogged to the bathroom to see the finished product.

Hearing the familiar buzzing sound your curiosity begin to get the best of you.

Picking it up you read the text messages that made your heart drop, getting up from your seat on the sofa you stormed to the bathroom to see Jahking in the process of tying his du-rag. 

"Who the fuck is this," you asked holding the phone close enough for him to see.  "You going through my shit now," he questioned as you chuckled, "You damn right."

Rolling his eyes he snatched the phone from your grasp and bumped your shoulder as he passed you up. Following him into your bedroom you watched him grab his chains laying on your dresser putting them on one by one. "I can't keep doing this with you," You stated leaning against the doorway with your arms across your chest. "Doing what," he asked still not turning around to face you. He couldn't.

"This Jah, this endless cycle  of bullshit," you said as he turned to look at you with that same look that could get you do to anything. You hated he possessed so much power over you it was sickening the things love can and will put you through.

I don't expect for you to settle for me
But I hate it when you say to me
You're done playing games with me
Done tryna wait for me...

  Stepping close to you his body pressed against yours as his lips grazed the surface of your own. "You done fucking with me," he asked while moving his head to the crook of your neck planting wet kisses against it. "I-," you said. Speechless. 

    Lifting you up automatically you wrapped your legs around his waist as he pressed you against the wall. In one motion, you removed his shirt as you maintained a tight grip around him with your legs.

    Your lips moving in unison, he pulled away laying you on your back. "Take that off," he demanded as you shimmed out of your pink pajama shorts.

His basketball shorts hit the floor as he lined himself up at your entrance. Chills covered your spine as you felt his inches fill you. "Fuck," you hissed back arched, as he penetrated you slowly.

"Tell me you love me," he said.

"I-I love you."

Go tell them you still love me, yeah
Don't know it but you're stuck with me, yeah
By now you know you're stuck with me....

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