Product Of The Street: Union City 3 (Product of the Street: Union City #3)

by E. Bowser

Erotica- literary or artistic works having an erotic theme or quality. Self or partner stimulation may be necessary after reading.

Why would she come here to the Black Wolf to lose what fucking belonged to me in the first place?

Fuck it! I couldn’t walk away when knowing the only woman I ever obsessed about wanted me but chose another.

All she had to do was give me the word, and I would have Charles floating in Blackbay.

Then, I bit her right earlobe, and she trembled. My baby liked pain.

“Sit. On. This. Dick.”

“That little pussy is gripping me like she never wants to let me go. I like that shit,” I gritted.

“You got the wettest, tightest pussy, and it’s eating up my dick like it’s the last one it will ever have.”

I continued to push my cum into her, wanting to shove my thick nut so deep into her that she’d feel me there for days.

But her thinking was severely flawed if she thought this was the last time she would see The Black Wolf.

“You saying another niggas name in my bed Cent? I don’t think you’re healed enough for that kind of punishment,” I whispered.

All I really wanted to do was lay on her big ass titties like a pillow and sleep until I had to take Cece to school, but this right here was important.

“Naw, baby, this is about that nigga Roman. Why the fuck are you saying his name in your sleep?

“You keep fucking with me, Cent. You’re lying to my face and had the nerve to whisper another nigga name out your mouth in my bed.

I knew at that moment after we fucked she would be pregnant.

“And, when I get home, we can make homemade pizzas,” Crescent added. Cece screamed, and I smiled because I knew Cent’s ass didn’t realize she’d said home.

“I don’t want to hear shit when your yacht explodes,” I stated.

I was trying to figure out how the fuck he got that python dick inside of me.

‘It hurts, but it hurts good.’

“That nigga had a whole horse dick bitch!” I screamed and laughed at the same time.

“Crescent, I’ll put in a good word for you with the Black Wolf. He just had a contract end, so—”

Henny was about to be on some wild shit, and I was with it.

“Same shit, different day. Niggas always up to some shit,” I stated.

Nowhere to go and assed out.

This nigga probably did believe she was his work wife and his responsibility.

‘A nigga can tell when it’s right. Now sit on my face and feed me my dessert.’

This is a relationship that is more secure than our fucking marriage license because it ain’t no backing out. You will be U.C.K. for life.

“I know we don’t because it hasn’t come in the mail yet, but it will be at our home soon enough,” he insisted.

He is dead serious about their marriage license 😂

“Cent, trust me when I tell you I thought about sending that paperwork in, but the thought of me fucking you across the dining room table while you sign your name on that paper made me wait. I want your ass bent with a pen in your hand while my dick makes you stand on your toes.

“She said, and I quote, ‘we might as well keep this train running’ when asked about Sanchez. Crescent has already asked Link, but he will let us know. What do you think, Tali? Did you like the way I ate that mango?” Faxx said, leaning down to Tali’s ear.

“Tali, I will fuck you up. You know damn well I was talking shit, but if my work wife wanna try some freaky shit, we can—”

“Shidd, I’m trying to see what it feels like to be a freaking mango,” Tali sighed.

“No, and no. Any nigga that isn’t one of us is a fuck no.

Our home, Cent, don’t play with me,” he stated.

“I’m not that nigga Cent. You know that, so don’t put me in the category with a nigga like him,” he sucked his teeth.

“You’re digging a deeper fucking grave Cent. I suggest you chill the fuck out.”

These niggas didn’t know the storm they had just fucking unleashed.

“You and I are going to play a game tonight called five hundred thousand reasons why you don’t fuck with Papi.”

I told you not to fuck with me Cent so now you’re about to find out what happens when you do.”

“Trust and believe me Crescent that I would give you every and anything you asked for, without hesitation, because you’re mine. Everything about you from your head to your fucking soul I possess. So, when you do things like this or keep things from me like this, understand that I’m going to be mad as fuck, but I would never ‘make’ you do anything. So yes, whatever you need or want I will provide that for you. I told you that I possessed you, Mi Amor, that wasn’t a lie.”

Crescent had no idea I was about to make her my personal pocket pussy.

“This Friday the 13th ass nigga. Got me out here in these woods trippin’ over shit.

“Hell no. I’m not fucking you after you had me running like the girl from The Chainsaw Massacre.

“Why are you looking so scared Cent? If I give you my knife and let you hold it to my throat will you let me eat that pussy?”

“Crescent, don’t you fucking cum yet! Don’t play with Papi. Do. Not. Cum,” I warned.

I wanted her addicted to me. I was going to make sure Cent was addicted to my touch, smell, taste, mouth, and my dick.

She was just as fucking crazy as me!

There shouldn’t be anyone walking around with an elephant trunk for a dick with the width of a water bottle.

“This nigga over there sampling pussy and shit,” Oz chuckled.

“Taste just like a juicy piece of fruit. You know how the big girls be, just waterfalls for no reason,” Faxx laughed.