Chapter eighty-two

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"So you were told to pitch up with a date, but you were gonna go there alone?" she asks and I nod. "Does that make any fucking sense to you?" she laughs. "Well, it just means that I was gonna have more food to myself," I say and she smiles.

My hand starts to rub her thigh and I feel her eyes on me. "Are you gonna finger me or what?" she asks and lowers herself in the seat to remove her underwear.

Her hand takes mine and put it on her pussy. I begin to stimulate her and she moans. "Don't stop, daddy," she breathes.

I push two fingers into her and she moans louder. "If you don't stop moaning, we're gonna have to go to the nearest hotel and I'm gonna fuck the life out of you," I say and she nods.

Her hand covers her mouth as her body trembles and she releases. "You have tissue?" she asks and I open the glove compartment.

She takes a tissue out and wipes herself. "Where should I throw this?" she asks. "Just put it on the side of the door," I tell her and she does so.

She reaches for her underwear and I stop her. "What?" she asks. "Leave it off," I say and she smiles then nods.

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"How far are we?" she asks me. "Almost there," I respond. "You've been saying that for so long," she says. "Now I mean it," I say.

She decides to change the playlist I was playing and plays one that I once made for her. "You make the best playlists ever," she tells me. "Thank you, baby girl," I smile.

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"Maya, you're late. I told you to leav- why are you dressed like a lesbian? And who's this?" my mom yells as soon as she sees me. "Ma, this is Fortune, my girlfriend," I say.

"I've always known that there was something different about you. For some time, I just thought that you were weird, but you're just lesbian," she says and I laugh.

"Pertunia," she says and reaches out her hand to shake Fortune's. "I've heard so much about you, ma," Fortune says. "I hope it's all good things," my mom says.

Now, take your bags to your room and meet me down here in twenty minutes. You still have to greet family and friends," she adds and gives me a card with a number on it. I wink at her and we walk hand in hand to our room.

"She seems like a nice person," Fortune says. "If by nice you mean crazy, then yes," I say and she laughs. I haven't heard her laugh in so long.

We put our bags down and she pinned me against the wall. Her small hand wrapped around my neck and a smirk grew on her face.

Her lips pressed against mine and I squeezed her ass causing her to moan into my mouth. This kiss was slow and it really turned me on.

She pulled away from the kiss and we locked eyes. "I'm gonna tease you tonight so that you can fuck the shit out of me later," she said and walked to the bathroom.

I followed her and pinned her against the basin. I pushed two fingers into her vagina and choked her with my other hand.

My tongue licked her neck and I whispered into her ear, "I wouldn't do that if I was you."

A light knock hit the door and I popped my fingers out. I bought them to her lips and she licked them.

"Now, be daddy's good girl tonight," I say and she nods. I give her one more passionate kiss and head to answer the door.

"Your mom is busy telling everyone that you're lesbian. I thought that you were bisexual," Kesa said. "Kesa, I wasn't gonna be able to explain that to her," I say.

"Damn, if you weren't my cousin, I'd have you in cuffs right now," she said and I laughed. I don't know why it's so funny.

Kesa has been attracted to girls her whole life. I'm just one of the very few people that know.

She wore an outfit similar to mine but with a white hemp and a black bow tie. Her dreadlocks were in a low ponytail and she looked so good.

"Where's your mamas?" she asked me. Fortune walked out of the bathroom looking like she had just done her makeup or something. Now I wanna fuck her.

"Kesa," my cousin said and pulled her in for a hug. "Fortune," she responded.

Our eyes locked and she winked at me. This girl is so beautiful.

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