Priest (The Richards Book 1)

by Bre Shadae

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

“You are always gone, Priest! You never at home and when you are here you don’t want to do anything. You got me used to going places. We haven’t been out of the country in almost a year.

So you fuck his best friend? Ma’am. You have no morals 🙄

What you making a lil’ hundred thousand a year but working sixteen hour days? I wipe my ass with shit like that, Priest,” she spat and that pulled a smile from me.

Who raised this girl? Where is her damn momma 🤦🏾‍♀️

You don’t care that I am the one defending you when they are saying that you fell the fuck off and you broke as shit.

We don’t care what them people gotta say. They ain’t saying it to his face

Really you think I want to be with a nigga that is gone be working a shitty job for the rest of his life? So you know what fuck you Priest. I had an opportunity to come up and that’s what the fuck I did.”

This girl is really a damn bird brain

You a fucking cum dumpster and all niggas gone do is fuck you and pass you the fuck around. I was the only nigga that was crazy enough to even think about keeping yo’ ass. So take these two fucking trash bags of the only shit you own and ride the next ship, then hop on the next one until yo’ ass is stranded. Fuck out of here, bitch.”

Ayyyeeeeee. Tell her Priest

Here I was on a vacation in Miami where I knew no one while my cousin, Ty, and my sister, China, had both left me high and dry.

They need they asses beat 😡

That’s what I get for not following my first mind. It was beyond time for a change.

Right or fuckin’ wrong I wasn’t gone let a nigga handle my sister any kind of way.

“I never been the type to worry about another nigga. Especially when I see something I want.” She gulped and quickly changed the subject.

She was so damn beautiful and for the first time since I was with someone I felt nerves of my own. Shit I knew how to please a woman and listen to her body but I swore I wanted to fuck her ass so good she would be senseless. I wanted her never to forget me and never forget this night.

Priest though? He was different. He was a man in every sense of the word. Being around him was a breath of fresh air.

There was no use in being coy, I wanted him to have me in every way and end my year plus drought.

Then just look at him. Sitting there fine as hell with a majestic piece of 14k gold sitting between his legs.

“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?”

Real men don’t talk baby. We show.

“Just be open for me to show you because I promise I’m not gone stop coming behind you and putting my family together.

I was out of practice for sure and his dick damn sure wasn’t a starter package but my determination was going to have to make up the difference.

when we get home. I want every part of you on my tongue. You walking around here with all that ass like you won’t get fucked.”