What A Life

What A Life

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© Copyright 2013 All Rights Reserved. "Wassup?" I asked. "Ima be real with you. I'm sitting here waiting for you to be ready. I wanna be ya man, I want you to be mine. I can't wait no more." I looked at him shocked, "I like you, for real. But if you not tryna get out the game and make a future then we can't do this. I'm on some Bonnie and Clyde shit." We chuckled. "I got chu, ma." As he leaned over and kissed me. the thug vs. the thug. all she wants is to get money and move on, but he wants the same and then some. he's determined to get her, but that's not on her agenda. love is at the top of his list, love is at the bottom of hers. What A Life! | Urban Story | RATED-R
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

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