His Toxic Soul
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Last published Fri, Mar 1, 2024
❝You know that I don't fucking like you.❞ He spit his words at me as if I cared of how or what he'd thought of me. His eyes narrowed and shot straight at me, mentally murdering me. His cheeks, rosy red, flustered with anger. I chuckle at his appearance. "You think I give a fuck? n*gga you silly."
In that instant Diamond raised his arm, and pushed me up against the tile bathroom wall. "Watch your tone bitch, you're in my house." He licks his lips, deepening his gaze. "Fuck you." I smirk gripping his forearm as it stood dormant against my neck.
Seconds to a minute-we stood there. Staring at each other. The loud vibrant music getting quieter in my head, while I get lost in his eyes. "I want to bend you over the sink, and fuck you. hard."
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