Forever After All (The Bellamy Brothers Book 1)

by Riley Baxter

“How many niggas did you fuck and suck while supposedly giving me your undivided attention? According to these Ribax streets, your pussy has more entries than the mega millions. But go off.”

“Man, she ain’t ’bout to be mad with me over Pops’ crybaby ass. Hell, I still need her to love me enough to make me a pineapple upside-down cake for Sunday dinner. I ain’t ’bout to let you or Pops mess up my sweet tooth. Fuck that.”

Me: Man, we gonna have to put Pops in a home or some shit. His ass just hit my line talking about getting a tatt of Ma’s face on his back. Nino: Mannn, see, this is why my ass is gonna be fucking and ducking bitches forever. On some real shit, this nigga got me looking at him, ready to request a DNA test or something. How the fuck are you down this bad over pussy you ain’t even getting on the regular?

Exactly. Just thinking about settling down has bumps popping up on my arm. Can you get hives from the thought of shit? *thinking emoji* Scratching my arm as prickles begin forming, I ponder his question for its validity before I respond. Me: I don’t know, but let’s take some Benadryl just in case. I’ll holla at you later.

Shit, she caught my ass ogling her feet. If she gives me an opportunity, I’ll suck each one after massaging the pain away from her walking in those heels might bring.

what is stronger than the human heart. Which shatters over and over and still lives.

Why does it matter to you one way or another? Hasn’t your nosy ass picked up on the context clues? Ole girl is a mother. She’s got at least one kid. We don’t date women with kids like we don’t do long-term commitments. Hell, our fear of kids has us strapping up twice. Looks like she has more going on than we can handle. Tattoo her beautiful ass and keep it pushing. We ain’t even about that daddy life.

“Oh, you one of those women, huh? No morals, standards, or anything. Damn, we’ll pass. Shid, we need a ho who will bring a friend with her, not take on both of us. I bet yo’ pussy is sparking like a spark plug. We cool. As a matter of fact, send somebody else over here because I don’t even trust yo’ thirsty ass to handle our drinks,”

“Every woman should feel catered to, especially by a man showing interest in her. Something about you wouldn’t allow me to come at you any other way. From the moment I met you, I knew that you were someone who deserved to feel special with every opportunity I’m allowed to be in your presence.”

“I hope you’re ready for this shit because you and I are together after tonight.” Her eyes meet mine as she nods as if the shit is up for discussion or some shit.

“What you’re already doing, continuing to love and fuck me, that’s what. Shit, your ass is stuck with me and my crazy now. Ain’t no takebacks around this bitch. Our soul tie is already sealed with our joint releases, so it’s only up from here, my baby.”

“I luh you, Cainey.” Oh shit, my heart just melted, and she doesn’t even know it. “I love you too, Amani.”