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“He has fucking bruises all over his torso, and they got him in his face, too.” “Oh, somebody dying,” I mumbled.
“You can’t ruin something that is meant for you. I’m meant for you… I don’t care how much you feel you’re not worth being loved, you are, Suga.”
“Sug, you know I respect you… right?” “Yes… I know,” she continued to kiss on my neck. I smirked. “I’m about to fuck you like I don’t… ight?”
“Aim, I was gone for the night… you missed me that bad,” he laughed, as he pulled her close and kissed her on the lips. “It felt like ten weeks,” Aimee’s dramatic ass said,
don’t give a fuck about who came before me, I just know that no nigga coming after me unless he wanna get a certificate.” “Certificate?” “Death certificate, Suga. All gas, no sense when it comes to you.”
“If… I…find… out… you… sliding… with… another… nigga, you really gonna meet the real Meer,”
“Before I violate you, what the fuck do you want? Your daughter is sleep, no I didn’t fuck Capri while she was here, and I damn sure plan to after I drop her off … what up?”
Naheim hadn’t taken his eyes off Meer since he heard Capri’s voice. “Nigga, you might as well go over there and join the fucking conversation,” Capone joked, bringing Naheim back to reality.
With how good her pussy was, I already picked out her engagement ring, the granite in our new crib and named all three of our kids, cause she was giving me three seeds. If that wasn’t enough, I was silently debating on which kind of damn doodle dog we would get.
