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“You bet not let that nigga put his lips on you,” Nite gritted,
“No she not, big dog,” Nite called after him. “She knew what the fuck she was doing, playing with your life like you got nine lives or some shit.”
“What about you since you’re asking me all these questions about my personal life-”
“I’m your personal life,” he cut her off.
“You wanna be my daddy so baddddd,” H...
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“What the fuck is talking about our feelings going to do, huh?” He released her. Locking his hands behind his head, Nite started pacing. “You wanna tell me all this fucked up shit about your childhood and expect me not to react. You want me to listen like I won’t go murk your pops and then take you out the country while they scramble to bury the nigga. Like I won’t string your bitch ass baby daddy from the light pole and in the same breath take Ax to Disney world until he forgets that nigga ever existed.”
“Shut up. You’ll never be homeless as long as I have breath in my body,” Nite promised.
“You trickin’?” Hunter smirked.
“You know you stuck with me now, right?” Nite pulled her into his arms. “Got me in here crying and shit.”
“Nigga, I was yours the minute you tongued kissed my ass,” she winked.
“Say it again,” Hunter demanded, lowering her head on his dick.
“Fuck,” Nite cursed when the tip of his dick touched the back of her throat. “You belong to me.”
“Bihhh, this man brought me and my son on a private jet and is taking us on a yacht. He gave me his card and spent a few bands on us in the city. I'm about to get filthy.”
“Because you have me questioning everything I thought I knew. I feel so connected to you and these feelings have me wanting to give you the world. I want to show you there are still good things on earth. I want to protect you and kiss every scar on your body until your heart heals. I want to pray over you and help you fight all the demons that keep you from sleeping. I want to be your peace.”
“I can’t get you out of my fucking head! I’m completely intoxicated by you, and I hate it. I fucking hate it, Hunter.”
“You’re not alone, Nigel. I love you too, and I need you too.”
“Yea, but I’m dead ass. You could’ve left me out to dry plenty of times.” “Fuck I look like switching up on a nigga I shared a womb with? It’s a forever thing.” He stuck his hand out.
“Duh, and I put an air tag in her purse in case she tries some sneaky shit. Bitch sucked the soul out my dick and licked my gooch. She stuck with me.”
“I fucked up, Hunter, damn. I’m sorry for putting my hands on you, baby. Please,” he pleaded, beating on her door. “I said some fucked up shit, but I didn’t mean it. I love you, mama, and I need us to work. I need you like air. I can’t breathe, ma.” Nite hit the door, making Hunter jump. “Aye, the first time I got you high you said you loved me,” Nite chuckled. “You said you wanted to take away my bad dreams, that you wanted to be my dream catcher. Remember?” he asked, sliding down the door and resting his hands on his head. “I need to see you, mama. I need to smell your sweet skin and stare
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