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

by E. Bowser

We’re going to handle these niggas and make sure Roman gets all this smoke.

“You had a fucking choice, and you chose the wrong nigga. Choices have consequences and I’m the fucking consequence of your choices.

I shook my head because I refused to be pressed or dick whipped in this bitch.

Are you crazy or just dumb?

“What kind of freak nasty shit Dea and Oz be on?”

“How about you just be lucky it was me and not Faxx that walked up in here.

“Pennies, Change, Cent, or whatever the fuck her name is Chez,” she scoffed. I couldn’t help the chuckle that came out.

“Choke me like you hate me and ride me like you own this dick!”

“Just so you know, I’m going to tie you down next time and sit on your face until I cum. If you die, you die,” she whispered against my cheek.

“Spit that shit out nigga. I don’t give two shits about you making it home,” Faxx bellowed.

“Breathe. Through. It.”

“Keep your left hand on the desk and use your right to pull your dick out, Black Wolf,” she ordered. “I know you motha’ fuckin’ lying! Faxx, you let me say all that crazy shi…oh my God,” Crescent whispered as I pulled out my hard length.

“Don’t hold your breath baby. Breathe for me. Breathe. For. Me,” I ordered.

“I know damn well you didn’t give my child a Chucky Doll,” I said handing the box to Cece.

I stayed quiet, because when you did, that’s when the other person just kept talking.

She fucked with someone I love, Crescent, and for that she gets a Horsemen.”

“Watch your mouth because I’m the nigga that won’t hesitate to pull this trigger and splatter your brains all over this fucking room,” I warned.

“Nigga, you can bake?” she laughed.

“I’m good, my nigga. Everything is crystal fucking clear,” I stated.

“Nigga! Watch the fucking road,” I shouted.

“See y’all both are dumb as hell.”

“I figured you would like these. I feel like my ancestors are telling me to burn this shit down,” he sneered as he looked around.

The club sat on an old plantation, and I was going to be glad when I blew this bitch up.

This side of Dea was either Oz or the damn Annabel baby she was carrying.

My money was on a girl because Daddy Dom Oz needed something to soften his crazy ass up.

“I ain’t no killa’ but don’t push me,” Dea sang as she danced while taking another bite.

Bitch, when I tell you that thing came from under his desk like an anaconda looking for a meal, I almost passed the fuck out!” I shouted.

We all were going to hell on a perverted crazy train.

“I’m going to show you, because there is a proper way to eat it. I’m serious,” he laughed.

This fool was teaching a damn class on peach eating. He side-eyed me and Tali, but I kept my mouth shut.

“First you bite it, then once you do before you pull away you have to suck it.

“Take note. This is how a man should eat a peach. Don’t let them do it any other way, do you understand me?” “Yes,” all of our dumbasses answered at the same time.

before rubbing its velvety skin against his lips. Slowly, he parted his lips, creating another opening, just enough to allow the tip of his tongue to peek out. Link’s tongue caressed the surface of the peach, tracing a delicate path along its contours, feeling the texture beneath his taste buds while humming to himself.

“Fuck me. If that’s what it will look like to eat a peach, I’mma need Henny to get to work c...

“This has got to be some Black Wolf shit. Like a master class or something,” Dea said.

“This is one of the seven deadly sins, right?” Tali asked me.

“Probably so I guess I’m going to hell ‘cause I’m not going to stop him. Is it wrong that I’m wet?” I swallowed hard.

‘Peaches, peaches, peaches, peaches, peaches, I love you.’

Every single one of them was crazy as fuck. I wasn’t talking that fake crazy but completely unhinged.

“We're about to see how sorry she is with my dick down her throat while she catches that ass whipping,” Faxx smiled.

“I said I loved you today and you didn’t reply. You still fucking with me Crescent?” he gritted in my ear.

“Crescent, unless it’s our son you better not say the words, I love you to another nigga, and I don’t give a fuck if it is Sanchez.

“Naw, Mi Amor, open your legs. Let me see that pussy. I let you have it earlier while you watched another nigga eat a peach, when I thought you liked Mangoes,” he smirked.

Omg, Faxx is hilarious! I thought you liked mangoes 💀

“That’s right, Cent. Cum for your husband. Cum all on this dick,” he grunted.

“Turn your ass around so you can lean on the table and spread your legs. Pick up the pen and sign the fucking paper,” he demanded.

“Mi Amor, every moment spent with you is an affirmation that we are meant to navigate this life together. I told you that I possessed you, but it’s you that owns me, and everything that I have. My obsession for you goes far beyond what you realize but you will understand.”

This is some bitch nigga shit, and I didn’t take you as a bitch ass nigga,” Link laughed.

This nigga keeps popping up like a broke nigga when somebody lights a blunt.”