Priest (The Richards Book 1)

by Bre Shadae

Let the money change and you’ll see who they really are.

A man has to decide what type of life he wants before life decides for him.

Your life is your own.

was a big believer of just because you are from the ghetto doesn’t mean you have to act that way.

“I never been the type to worry about another nigga. Especially when I see something I want.”

“Alright, I’m on my best behavior but I’m still a nigga. Yo’ pretty ass better stop looking at me like that and start talking. Your eyes so fuckin’ sexy girl. I gotta look in those pretty muthafuckas while you cum on this dick. Keep playin when you know you ain’t ready for that shit.”

“Yeah you want me to talk you through that shit? I feel that pussy relaxing around me. I can’t wait to taste this pretty muthafucka. You gone relax that pussy and let me give you this dick you want?”

All I could do was lay my head on his chest and drift to sleep ignoring my heart that was silently breaking in my chest from the realization that a night like this would never happen again.

I loved my family to death but there was no way I was staying under the same roof as them.

Always do what you have to do before what?” “Before I do what I want to do,”

“Communication is something I prioritize heavily. Especially when it comes to my woman. I want to hear everything. I want to hear you. Fully. I need you to hear me that same way. I missed so much and I want to be filled in on every detail you feel is important.

sometimes the shit you are good at and is engrained into you doesn’t make you happy.

“Keep your feet off the floor please. Nothing that goes in my mouth touches the floor. Do you understand?” He looked at me squarely.

“I want you to take me to our room and fuck me like you missed me. Show me.”

“Stop that! Give me all of that. Every one of them muthafuckas belong to me just like the rest of you. You need to release what you been carrying for so long. Whatever you need to do baby don’t stop yourself. I know what I’m doing to you.”

“I ain’t playing either Satisa. I belong to you and you belong to me. That’s how we rockin’.”

There is no friendship like the one between sisters.

but being from where I’m from we learned to fight like niggas. I hated fighting in reality but it was something I was so great at because you had to be ready at any moment. People were always trying the quiet ones but she was going to see I didn’t have to bark to bite.

Sometimes a step back to take ten steps forward is what makes all the difference.”

Get dressed and you betta get the sexiest shit you got up there. That nigga want to play? You show them you know how to play, too,”

All a woman wanted was a man that they could trust.