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Don’t start with me, Boston.” “Or what?” he volleyed back. “You in my shit.” “It’s my shit now,” I confidently stated. His chuckle prickled my skin. “Watch it, Nikki. That sounds too much like some shit I’d say while buried in ya guts.”
“Don’t let a thot bitch get you fucked up, Nikki.” He smirked. “Trust me…it wasn’t this dick that made her find another dick to jump on. It’s always good over here. Matter fact you can find out for yaself.”
“It’s cute that you think I’m honorable enough to control myself around you. The day I said I do, every filthy thing I’ve thought about you had to be pushed to the back of my mind just so that I could uphold my vows. Well…here we are, and those vows are no longer keeping me from having you any way I want to.”
“Since you wanna keep buckin’ on Pug, I sold yo’ shit. The money is on the dining room table.”
“When you learn to listen to yo’ husband, I’ll think about getting you another car.” Scoffing, my face balled up. “Husband? Nigga! You. Are. Married!” “See, that attitude is gon’ have the bottom of ya feet crackin’ and dirty from walkin’ everywhere you gotta go.”
“You not only gon’ put up with me, you gon’ love that shit. Tell me we not a couple again, and I’ma duct tape ya pussy lips together.”
“Just like they a couple, we a couple. We stuck just like they gon’ be if you keep fuckin’ with me.”
“Sooner or later you gon’ abandon ya morals and reputation for love, baby. Might as well accept it.”
“Mane, the minute that nigga proposed to her, I lost my fuckin’ shit. I went home a cried for ‘bout two minutes. My stomach was messed the fuck up the whole fuckin’ night. My dick wouldn’t even get hard after that shit.”
“You was finna give that nigga my shit? I should fuckin’ kill you, Nikki.”
“Not to sound like an asshole, baby. But you already gave me the pussy. Even if I thought we were moving too fast or making a mistake, where the fuck you think you goin’?”
