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two

angela houston

2.

ROSES: A SMELL that wouldn't escape Kevin's nose. It had been several minutes since Masani had stepped foot out of his vehicle, but her scent had already made its bed in his car. Kevin usually wouldn't place his number on his flings' phone. He was a big NBA star, for goodness sake, and he saw countless of his friends being exposed and blacklisted from the spotlight just because of it. Out of all of the women he had fucked, there were only three that had his phone number.

But honestly, Kevin wasn't too upset he plugged his phone number into Masani's phone. She was quite stunning; almost as stunning as one of the goddesses you can only dream about.

Kevin's phone started to ring. His eyes shifted from the road onto his phone stuck to the magnet inserted into his AC. The caller ID read:

Ang ☆ ♡

A picture of her and her red fluffy hair matched with her red lipstick took up the screen on his phone. Kevin remembered taking that picture of her when he flew her out to Cleveland just a couple months back. She was lying on his bare chest and smiling at him. Kevin just had to take a picture. Angie reminded Kevin of Jessica Rabbit. Her sex appeal was gracefully unmatched. Kevin met her when he was in a relationship. He just so happened to take his ex-girlfriend to a local bar where Angela was performing some of her music. Each word that left her gracious voice sent chills down Kevin's body. Kevin found himself wanting to track every date she was performing at the local bar. It would be weird if he did since he was in a relationship at the time. But once they broke up, Kevin visited the bar once again. There she was, singing a cover of Rihanna's Love on the Brain.

DMs we're sent, parties were attended, drinks were consumed, and love was made — not exactly love, but pleasure was definitely satisfied. The way she worked that tongue was a feeling Kevin never felt before. How she felt inside; almost as if her pussy was only crafted and made for him to enter. She was a certified treat.

Angie was the closest. Closest as in being the closest to please Kevin. Angie held a special place in Kevin's heart. As much as he didn't want to admit that, it was true. She wasn't just Kevin's first official fling, but she was also first on his list for almost anything. He didn't want a relationship at the moment, but even if he did, he understood that it could never happen. See, Angela has a man — well sort of. She and her baby daddy have been on and off for quite some time. Although she was number one on Kevin's list, he was most likely number two or three on Angela's.

Kevin's placed his finger on the phone and slid it to answer the call.

"You're up pretty early." Kevin focused his eyes on what was behind her. She was obviously in her bedroom. Her back was turned away from the Bad Girls Club that was playing on her flat-screen television. Her face wasn't all the way on his iPhone, but he could see she had changed her hair color to a light pink from when he was last in Miami.