《The Worst (Unthinkable)》What You Heard
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'Fuck your mind up, waste time
I'm prone to that, do it all the time
Keep your guard up or wait in line
You don't need me, please believe me
This ain't easy, you know I've been feindin
Let me unleash my demons on you'
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I tug her head back by her hair placing soft sweet kisses on her neck and jawline.
Her nails lightly grazed along my back as I bumped our sensitive buds together working up her fourth orgasm and my third.
Small beads of sweat gathered on both our bodies from the intensity of our passionate session.
Her stomach heaves against mines with her eyes shut tight as her fourth orgasm builds up in her veins.
"Hold it" I whisper just as tears start sliding down the sides of her face, hitting the satin pillow.
I knew she wasn't gone cross the finish line with me cause I her pussy was quivering against mines but I had to test her.
"You know I can't" She cries arching up against me as I start thrusting faster.
"I'm close" I moan feeling that uneasy feeling clinch the pit of my stomach as I kiss her lips slow and lustfully.
Her nails dig in my shoulder blades and her eyes rolls back as she loses her battle with the erotic feeling.
Chasing my own high I keep going which sends her body into a worse spasm.
"Fuck nic" I hiss driving myself over the edge as her nails drug down my back.
My body froze up as the chilling feeling ran through my bones.
My back was on fire but I was stuck breathing heavily as I waited for the feeling to come back in my body.
She was still trembling underneath me, eyes still closed.
Using the little bit of strength I had left I turn over immediately hissing as I land next to her on my back.
The small coat of sweat that had gathered on my back was not helping ease the pain as it mixed with the small tears in my skin.
"You good?" I was getting kind of concerned cause she hadn't spoke but her eyes where still closed.
"How do you make it feel this good?" She shakily whispers, eyes still shut.
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"It's them soul ties bae" I softly chuckle as she turns on her side facing me slowly fluttering her eyes open staring at me with her milk chocolate irises.
"You know we can't do this" She whispers throwing her arm around my stomach.
"I'm not asking you too, I can leave here and be content with how we left off for the rest of my life" I halfway tell the truth, I would be content with this outcome but I would most likely still occasionally think "what if".
"Do you think you could grow to love that girl?" I side eye her completely throwed off, where was this coming from right now?
"If I tell you the truth is you gone get mad?" I retort looking over at her and she lightly shakes her head.
"I love her right now, it's just not romantically. I love her as a companion but we both know we would never romantically work" I speak looking up at the dark ceiling, the moonlight was the only thing keeping the room from going pitch black.
"But that's not stopping her from falling in love with you" She truthfully speaks and I softly sigh nodding cause it was true, reasons why I had to distant myself from her the first time.
"It's just something about you, you're like the most addicting drug. It's hard for people not to be infatuated with you"
"A blessing and a curse" I mumble and we fall into a comfortable silence.
Snuggling closer to me she stuffs her face in my neck placing a soft kiss on the sensitive skin.
"I missed this" She softly whispers and I ignore the tiny hairs on my arms rising as chills shot through my body.
"I missed this too" I whisper back.
Stepping out the shower I wrap a towel around my body while walking over to the mirror.
I had purple marks of passion all over my neck and chest so I was gone have to do a light beat to cover them up until they faded away.
Lightly brushing my thumb across one I couldn't help the small smile playing on my lips.
Lastnight was like she took all my pain away, she was the one that broke me but was also the only one that could fix me.
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Waking up wrapped in her was everything to me, everything that I needed.
My life was crazy right now and part of it was her fault but somehow she still managed to be my peace.
I had went five months without her and I would be the biggest liar if I said it didn't feel amazing to relapse.
The feeling of guilt was brewing in my chest but I would have to deal with that later, at the moment I was sad that this would be our last intimate moments together.
"I'm not at home"
Walking out the bedroom I see her laying on her side speaking on the phone with her eyes still closed.
"If you get me a crab boil I'll come right now" She softly chuckles but my blood boils.
I knew I technically didn't have the right to be mad but she was mines even when we wasn't together and we both knew that.
"Get me some crawfish too... aight bet I'll be there in 20" She pulls the phone back from her ear ending the call as I glare at her.
"You mad disrespectful"
"C'mon nic, we had a amazing night and you told me that we wasn't gone do us so let me do me" She rolls her eyes sitting up in the bed stretching.
"Okay but you don't be fucking me all night then wake up in the morning and be conversing with the next bitch" I mug her as she got out the bed brushing past me to go in the bathroom.
"So you not gone say nothing?" I ask watching her pick up her toothbrush and the toothpaste.
She unbotheredly brushes her teeth not looking at me through the mirror or nothing as I watched her every move from the doorway.
"Why you get in the shower without me?" She questions as she spit the clear mouthwash in the sink.
"Don't play stupid with me right now cardi, I'm not in the mood" Attitude dripping in my tone as she stood in front of me.
"Get in the shower with me, especially if this our last goodbye" Her lips touch mines and we share a slow sweet kiss.
Deepening the kiss she took control gripping my hair, gently tugging and I couldn't help the small moan I let out.
"Get in the shower with me?" She asks again and I wordlessly nod.
She wasn't gone be nowhere in 20 minutes.
"I know y'all wondering why I called this meeting" King speaks standing at the head of the table.
All his top suppliers including me and the gang was here seated at this long mafia built ass table.
"We found out who the rat was, he's dead. But it's another rat among us at this table" His voice boomed prominently and niggas started shifting in they seats.
Me and mines was bool, balm, and bollected cause everybody in here knew we would never.
"Whoever it is speak now cause you gone die later" Rio evily chuckles.
The whole table was silent, nobody dared to speak up.
"So nobody wanna confess huh?" King chuckles shaking his head as he starts walking past everybody going around the table.
"Sergio you know anything about somebody running they mouth about family business" He stops behind one of his top coke dealers.
"You know they'd be dead already if I knew" He speaks calmly and king nods continuing his walk down the line.
"And what about you?" He stops behind Marcus chair.
"Man I ain't here nothing" Marcus shrugs but instead of nodding king pulls a chunky marble desert eagle from the back of his pants holding the barrel against the back of his head.
"You sure?" He presses leaning towards his ear.
"Na-" Marcus brains flew on the table as his body went limp falling on the top of the table.
"Rat ass nigga" Rio mumbles.
"This nigga been in cahoots with tommy rattin to the feds" At the mention of Tommy's name I freeze.
Tommy was dumb enough to go against King and Rio? His pride was always his downfall.
"Now I love every last one of you in this room, we family. And if you think about betraying this family, you'll end up like our ex cousin marcus"
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