"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

No matter what you say or what you do. When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you. Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side. Till 3005, hold up.

Say Hello to Rae Withers. She is perfect in the eyes of many. But what will happen when she gets tired of being the "Good Girl"?

All Dyamon's Life She Had To Struggle . Her Father Left Her Family . Her Mother Is A Abusive Drug Addict & She Hates Her Big Sister & Her Boyfriend . So All She Has Is Her Little Brother Daniel . & Thats All She Needed To Make It In This World . Dyamon Wasn't Looking For Love She Was Looking For Hope Until She Met Devin . . All My Work Is Copyright © 2013 All Rights Reserved

*Slowly editing* Unique was never what you called 'skinny'. She was that girl that everyone picked on for their own benefit. Being the sibling of two of the most popular people in school Unique could never get a break. BULLIED. BEATEN. BETRAYED. Until she met him. One of the most dangerous, ruthless thugs in all of Houston. But is it love for him or just lust? Find out as your taken into a journey in to the real world.