Marcus/ Mason
The next day"Marcus get off me." She whined as a light moan laced her voice.
"Let me give you some appreciation babe." Marcus laid on top of her as he continued to place sloppy kisses on her neck and jaw line.
"Appreciation for what?" She giggled as she tried to push his head back.
"For putting it down on a nigga just a few moments ago." Marcus kissed her neck then raised his body slightly to look down at her. Her eyes were a little puffy and red, but for some odd reason, they were kind of cute.
"Oh please. You're my baby I'll put this pussy on you whenever." She grabbed on his face and leaned up to kiss his lips.
Marcus licked on his lips and smirked a toothy smirk. "That's that shit I like to hear." He slapped down on her thigh and sat up in between her legs.
"Oh please." He watched as she rolled her eyes playfully and played with the ends of the shirt.
Marcus looked down at her as he rubbed on her bare thighs. "Let's do something today." He suggested to her.
"What do you want to do?" She arched a brow at him.
"Let me spoil you."
"You already spoil me though." She smiled up at him.
"I haven't spent money on you in two weeks Miya. Let me spend this bread on you right quick so we can come back and get wine drunk so we can do some things after." He never had sex wine drunk and tonight would have been the perfect night.
"Now, you know I can be possibly pregnant right?" She arched a brow at him.
Marcus rolled his eyes. "Let's get the baby fucked up too."
Miya burst out laughing, but he was dead serious.
"Well, I haven't had any real symptoms so I guess we can get wine drunk and have sloppy sex after if that's what you want." She shrugged her shoulders.
"That's exactly what I want." He straight faced her.
"Your wish is my command." She winked up at him.
"Great, we can tell our kids how they were conceived." Marcus licked on his lips as he spread Miya's legs far apart so that he could lay on top of her. He placed his head on her chest and smirked up at her.
Miya laughed slightly and shook her head. "You want to tell our kids that mommy and daddy made them because they were drunk off wine?"
"Exactly like that." Marcus nodded his head with a smirk on his face. "But I like it when you call me daddy. Say that shit again."
He eyed her as she licked on her lips with a brow arched.
"You like it when I call you daddy?"
"Say it one more time." He leaned up so that they lips were almost touched.
"Daddy." She said it seductively as she used the tip of her tongue to drag up his lips.
His body shuttered and it made him weak. He quickly regain composure and chuckled. "I will fuck you right here right now, do not play with me Miya Marie Price."
"You already in between my legs." She giggled. "We can go for another round before leaving."
Even though the thought of being inside her, once again, was something he could never pass up but as of now he just wanted to spend quality time with her.
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Holy Angel
General FictionAll it took was one night for their souls to intertwine with one another. The thing is, did that night change them for the better? Or was it a mistake that brought out the demons in both of them? Will they survive each other's mind and create a peac...