You don't never have to ask me much
Only thing you gotta do is tell me to pull up
You don't never have to tell me none
I'll read your mind before you even speak up
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New York City- 1:17 p.m
"Get up mama," King kissed my lips waking me up to the bright sun shining through the window and I groaned covering my eyes.
"Come on I want to take you out," raising up from the bed an ugly noise came out when I stretched and I slowly got up feeling the soreness in my thighs.
"Whew, I thought this was a myth," I mumbled walking slowly into the bathroom to get in the shower.
After the thirty minute shower I walked out with a towel on and my wig curly from from the humidity of the shower.
"Do I dress chill?" I walked up besides him holding his waist as he kissed all over my face.
"Yea, I made you breakfast too," pecking his lips I walked over to the microwave seeing bacon, eggs and cheese grits.
"Thank you papa."
"I gotta' leave at night to record and I got a show. So I wanna' spend as much time with you as possible."
"I love you," I stated slowly and it kind of took me by surprise.
I felt like the meaning was totally different now, like the world stopped when I said it.
Staring at me from the other side of the island, he froze staring at me making me look down. Taking one more scoop of the grits finishing up I looked back seeing a smirk.
"That dick made you fall in love or you just in love with me?" He licked his lips.
"Just in love."
"Good because I'm in love wit yo' ass too," looking down at his phone he tapped the island twice.
"Come on we gotta be there in thirty minutes," he walked out the kitchen. "I'ma be in the car."
Quickly going in my room I threw on a black tank top, and carefully put on my Adidas sweat pants wincing in pain.
That man knew what he was doing. I had never felt pleasure like that, not when I tried to pleasure myself or when Xavier would try to get me interested.
"This was an all new feeling," locking the door I had my wallet, keys, and phone in hand.
Hanging up his phone call I watched his face go sour like he just got off a bad call. Seeing my shadow come closer he looked at me with a mad expression.
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