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"Remove your hand from the door, Tru. When you are in my presence, there will never be a door you open yourself. Don't touch another handle."
Women who are aggressive in asking men for what they want are my weakness. I love that tough shit.
If she's not trying to hide in my bushes, playing nineties RnB through a speaker once we are done, I didn't do my job.
"I hope you know if you let me slide between your legs, you not going nowhere."
"Any time I nut will be inside you. Whether it be your pretty ass mouth or what I know will be that tight lil' pussy between your legs."
"This pussy too good to let another nigga get a taste. I'm putting a claim on this shit."
"Don't hide shit from me. I'm admiring your body and how well you tend to her. I'm not staring for no other reason besides you are gorgeous as fuck and I wonder what I did right to get a chance to be in your atmosphere. I'm staring because I'm so enamored with how you look I want to commit every detail to memory."
"I know you not fuckin' runnin' from this dick," he growls. Choice starts to stroke me deeper, causing my body to tense.
"Why you wanna play with me, huh? This what you wanted, so stop tryna take my pussy from me."
"I'ma treat you like a princess out in public, but inside these walls, I'ma fuck you like a slut. You good with that?"
"I can't help but want to lift you up. Make you feel good about yourself regardless of what other niggas may have put in your head. I'm on a mission to rearrange all that shit so you believe you are the Queen around this bitch. You should accept and act as nothing less. You will stand on your own ground and command respect from me and anybody else in your path because you deserve it." Lord, tell this man to hush!
