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“You… you didn’t tell me Deuce was your brother.” “You didn’t tell me you like to hit women you assumed had no protection. You’re just lucky it’s my brother and not my father. He would have beaten you to death with his bare hands.”
I handed Mia my gun and the silencer. “I don’t think I felt the sincerity in that apology,” she said, screwing the silencer on. “I’m—”
Above the fireplace was the family crest and motto. “Revenge is an act of passion; vengeance is an act of justice.”
Pops stood to greet her with a kiss and a slap to the ass. “Damn,” Kerrion mumbled. Pops threw him a dirty look. “My bad.”
“Peach?” I asked, looking at the tag. “All of my girls use nicknames as a safety precaution. You’re Peach. I think it’s befitting with all that ass you carrying back there.”
“Baby, if I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t have had the chance to scream. You weren’t the target; therefore, you were never in any real danger.” “That’s your logic? How the fuck was I supposed to know I wasn’t a target, nigga? You traumatize people for fun?”
Nobody called me fucking Stanley but my mama, and I hated that shit. I loved my pops, but I couldn’t rock with his name. Whoever heard of a thug named Stanley?
“Ain’t nobody worried about him. I have a gun, I have bullets, and if he wants one, he can have it.”
My eyes involuntarily trailed him from his handsome face to the tattoos covering his arms, to the veins protruding from them. It was something about veins in a man’s arms. He had me looking at him like who the fuck is he and why he ain’t in my drawers yet.
“Preferences are like elbows and assholes. Everybody has one. Bye, Stanley.”
“Is it crack? Are you smoking that good shit? It’s that or you rode that short yellow bus to school.”
“Now, what have we learned?” Deuce asked, surveying the table. “We don’t let our friends get away with being predators. I’m going to allow you to leave this place in one piece, but if I were you, I would beat his ass. Not only did he ruin your fun, but he cost you money. I say that is worthy of an ass whupping.”
He laughed. “You sound bothered.” “I wouldn’t give you the power to have me bothered, Stanley.” His family stood back stifling laughs as he glared at me. “Y’all fucking?” Kerrion asked, pointing between the two of us. “You sound like a toxic ass couple.”
“Who said I wanted a man? I rather enjoy being single. Men are a headache, and too many of y’all think with your dick. Not only that, you want us to be submissive when you give nothing to submit to. You need to bring more to the table than dick and orgasms.”
She was addicting, and I felt the last loose screw come undone. Behind her, I would become completely unhinged.
The way he looked into my eyes as he stroked my pearl was sinful.
“Who said I liked you enough to share my food?”
A few seconds later, she pulled out nothing but a clean bone. Fuck! The act had me thinking of all the ways she could suck my dick clean just like that.
We were sitting in her living room, watching reruns of Game of Thrones for the umpteenth time.
The only thing I can think about when I see GOT rn is the whole Blake Lively text 💀
“Nah, I’m about to make him a slut. Once I hit him with that ‘Why you sitting all the way over there’ line, he’s mine. Alexa, play ‘Slut Him Out’ by Baby Tate.”
“Deucy? The fuck is that?” “It’s a pet name.” “Do I look like a dog to you?”
“Pack you a bag. You’re coming home with me.” Just like that, I was sprung.
“I’m not mad at that. Shit, my first time with Maceo damn near put me in a coma. I had to call outta work two days in a row.” “Huh uh! That’s too much! What kind of demon time was he on!”
I disconnected the call and tossed the phone on the bed. When my eyes landed on Deuce, he was staring at my nipples. When I snapped my fingers at him, he looked up at me with a smirk. “They were looking at me first.”
She laughed. “You can’t just tell me I’m your woman, Stanley. That’s not how this works. You need to ask me.”
“No thanks is needed. Salima is my baby. Whether she likes it or not, as long as she’s mine, she’ll never have to struggle.” Listening to him say that had me wanting to suck the skin off his big, pretty dick. As soon as I could get him alone, he would get a proper thank you.
“Girl, you better suck that man’s dick so good his ancestors cum.”
“Not Uncle Paul stealing your man!” “Right, knowing he’s never that damn friendly. I had to make him leave.” I had to laugh at her. “Let him make a friend, boo.” “He can make a friend his own age. Now every time I talk to him, he has to ask me about the nigga with the good weed.”
“You fucking throat demon,” he said, causing me to giggle as he stood.
“Bitch… if you ever think you’re bold enough to offer my nigga some of your loose ass pussy, you’re gonna be sipping your meals through a straw by the time I get done with you.”
“Why are you like this?” He stepped closer to me and cupped my face. “Because I feel shit with you no other woman makes me feel, Salima. You’re perfect for me, and I don’t even know what the perfect woman looks like. What I do know is I’m not letting up on you, so either we are gonna be together or I’m murking every nigga that finds himself in your face.” “Stanley!”
“You think we’ll make it to a year, Deucy?” He snatched me to him and slapped my ass before giving it a firm grip. “You like when I have to man handle your ass, don’t you? You keep calling me that shit, and I’ma fuck you up.” I giggled as I slid my hands under his shirt and pulled it off. “I guess you’re just gonna have to fuck me up then.”
Shit, if he’s looking for a thrill, we can play Russian Roulette.”
“Either you gon’ be with me, I’m gon’ be with you, or we gon’ be together.”
“I love you and you love me. We can be Barney and the gang, or we can be Freddy versus Jason ’round this muthafucka, but you can’t get rid of me. Now, I have some business to attend to today. When I get back, I’m gonna cook a nice meal for you and your mama, and we are gonna eat dinner like the family we are.”
“Baby… will you please consider moving in with me? I would like for my family to be under the same roof. It’s important to me.” I smiled, knowing that he was sincere on that front. “Now was that so hard?”
