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5 hours later
"Mama, wake up we gotta go".
I sat up and rubbed my eyes, it was hella bright outside. The time on his clock read 11:48 am. Why does this big headed boy have me up knowing damn well he didn't let me sleep last night.
"Dave you barely let me sleeeep, why am I getting up?".
"Liyah I told yo ass earlier we going to the mall".
"You did? Well how the hell you expect me to remember when I'm basically half dead!". He laughed at me and continued getting ready.
I got up and stretched, Dave cringed when my bones cracked one by one.
"Aye stop! I hate that shit man". I ignored him and walked to his bathroom to take a shower.
I turned on the water and let it heat up while I took my clothes off. I put toothpaste on my toothbrush and took it in the shower with me. Dave came in the bathroom to put on some cologne, he was talking to someone on the phone. I faintly heard what he was saying.
"Nigga I told yo ass yesterday we gotta move the shit tonight-nah it has to be before boss gets there in the morning. Y'all asses forgot to do it last week and didn't tell me. I'm not getting shot for fucking this job up! So we gon' fix it tonight-yea aii, peace".
He hung up his phone and put it on the counter. I acted like it wasn't paying him no mind as I continued brushing my teeth. I felt his eyes on me but I acted like I didn't know.
When I started washing my body he opened the screen door, the cold air hit me and I stepped back more into the shower. He didn't say anything, just kept looking at me up and down. I felt slightly uncomfortable because I didn't know what to do.
"Just act like I'm not here, I told you everything you do is sexy to me".
I looked down and blushed, I continued to shower as he watched. I heard him groan lowly and when I looked over his dick print was showing through his pants. I blushed even harder. He started to strip out his clothes. He got in and cornered me to a wall.
"Can't hurt to be too clean".
Dropping the loofah out my hand he turned me around and pinned my arms behind me. I bit my lip already enjoying what he's doing. I moaned loud when I felt him push inside me slowly. His thrusts started to go faster and I already felt the need to cum. He knew it too.
"Hold it".
I closed my eyes tightly trying to keep the feelings down.
"Please let me cum Dave".
He pounded in me hard once. My legs buckled.
"What's my name?". He pounded harder, I couldn't think straight. I felt him lean into my ear.
"I'm only gonna fuck you harder mama, what's my fucking name".
"Daddyyyyy". I felt him grow inside me. He pushed deeper.
"Who's pussy is it?". I tried to resist answering but the way he had me was unbearable, my legs started to shake.
"It's yours daddy, it's yours". I felt his hand wrap around my throat and the other one smacking my ass as he continued to destroy my insides.
"Cum on daddy's dick". He didn't have to tell me twice, I screamed out curse words and I came hard. Dave soon followed after releasing himself in me. Thank god I'm on birth control, this nigga wreak less as hell.
"Fuckkkk mamas". He kissed the back of my head and turned me around to kiss my lips. Both of his hands were around my neck and he continued kissing me deeply. I pulled away and looked up at him shaking my head.
"Only you could get me to say all of that". We both laughed and I continued to shower, when I finished we switched places so I could wash him up. He rubbed my stomach and chest.
"I could get used to this". I smiled and shook my head.
"Don't, I have a shower too you know".
"Yea we'll do some damage in there too don't worry". I blushed hard trying not to think about it.
We finished and got out, I handed him a towel and dried myself off as well. He pecked my lips before his phone rang. I handed it to him and continued to dry myself off. He sighed and answered the phone.
"Wassup Shooter, nah I just handled some business at home". I looked back at him and he was smirking at me, so nasty.
"Nigga you always tryna smoke my shit, bring yo own weed!"
He put his phone on speaker so her could dry off as well.
"East common nigga you always got that good gas, my shit don't even be lighting up". I laughed a little when he said that.
"OH SHIT DAVE WHO THAT IS NIGGA, YOU GOT ME ON YO PHONE WHILE YOU GETTING SUM PUSSY!". Dave looked over at me and shook his head.
"It's Aaliyah dummy, the girl I told you is living with me, say hi mama".
"Hi Shooter, it's nice to meet you".
"NIGGA SHE SOUND PRETTY TOO, OH NAH IM COMIN OVER!".
Dave pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"Why my nigga we gotta go to the mall before it gets all packed n shit".
"Aii I'll meet y'all there then, and don't forget the gas!".
Before Dave could protest, Shooter hung up. I looked up at him, he looked a little mad. I wrapped my towel around me so it could stay up.
"Did I do something wrong?". He shook his head.
"Shooter is like my brother but he be too nosey sometimes, plus I haven't been with no females in a while and he be wanting to know everything".
He walked over to me, I look up at him.
"When we get to the mall just act cool, don't tell him what we've been doing, he be gossiping like a female. And try not to talk to other niggas cause I don't wanna get arrested for that shit".
He had a serious face when he said the last part, I already figured he'd say that but I'm not a bitch, if someone compliments me I'll say thank you, simple.
"It's really not that serious Dave, I'm not gonna give no one my number or anything". He stepped closer to me and trapped me between him and the counter.
"Aaliyah what'd I say? I'm already stressing bout some shit I gotta handle and I don't wanna add hiding niggas dead bodies to the list, so I suggest you ignore them if they talk to you, alright?".
I looked down and nodded my head.
"Okay".
"Okay what?". He lifted my head up to look at him.
"I won't talk to anyone".
"Good". He pecked my lips and moved to the side.
"Go get ready. And Aaliyah, the less skin the better".
I didn't answer as I left out his room. He's not about to ruin my mood after giving me good dick. Got me fucked up.
I did my morning routine and put on a bit of makeup on. Now the hard part is finding something to wear that won't piss off Dave. I looked through my closet and decided on a blue fit. At least I'm wearing pants, his ass better compromise.
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