Bound By Lust : A Dark BWWM College Romantasy (Sinful Seven Book 2)

by Rose Marie

The hurt is so unreal… it’s much different from how pissed I was about Matt. This is devastation, heartache… anguish.

Not ta-day, Satan. Damn, the devil busy today!

But here the fuck I am with these big ass niggas who are acting like that ain’t never seen girls a day in they mother fucking life. Ugh…

Mouth probably taste like pennies. Fake ass Paul Wall looking ass.

Hell, I don’t blame her… he does look especially good tonight, leaking all types of sweaty pheromones that would infect any bitch he walk by… not me… I’ve not been infected. I’ve ridden a horn to prove it, but any other bitch for sure.

Where the hell did this new friendly version of him even come from? Duval is acting strange... I’on like it…

All types of shit swirl around in my head. Is he cheating? Did this nigga play me? Was he pretending? But I shake my head. Nahhh… a nigga not gon’ eat a bitch pussy that damn good and rub they feet and ask to fuck they fake horn for shits and giggles… he was down bad for me… I know it, so what’s tea?

“I’d rather drag my bare coochie over hot coal than be friends with a nigga like you,”

I do a double-take and low and behold the mother fucker who disappeared on me is right before my eyes looking like the embodiment of sex, anger, and something else I cannot put my finger on.

“Jessica… why the fuck are you playing with me like I won’t drag you to the nearest empty building and fuck some sense into you? Watch that disrespectful mouth of yours and how you handle your husband, because there ain’t shit broken up about us.”

“I’ve been a bad boy, Little Baby. You should tie me up and sit on my face until I get that act right…”

“This pussy wet like it’s begging for my babies to be dripping out of you.”

I should be pissed off. I should be cursing him out. I should be throwing a tantrum and demanding he explain himself, so why the fuck am I spreading my legs and letting him play with my pussy?

This nigga really playing with my pussy and grinding his dick on me when I just broke up with him. Ugh, why is he so fucking toxic?!

I hate how much I want this. Just looking at him down on his knees has me rubbing against his face, ready to fucking fold because my man my man my man…

He smashes so deep into my pussy from the back a bitch go blind.

I scream, heart damn near about to give out from how hard it’s working to keep up with the way this mother fucker knocking the Mario coins out of me.

“Anyway, make sure you come.” “I’m fucking trying to, you asshole, but hearing my brother’s voice while I’m knee deep in my wife’s pussy is making it fucking complicated,” I growl.

I need my baby to understand her place is not next to me, but ahead of me. She comes first, no matter what.

Coochie you had BETTER the fuck NOT purr! A little pussy juice seeps from me and I groan at the betrayal.

“Now you’re going to either let me eat it or fuck it, but regardless, I’m sticking some part of me inside of it.”

It’s not like he’s the infamous Irish Don who blew up his girlfriend’s school because she kissed another guy,

What book is this??

But on God, I’m shaking… the only time I’ve ever experienced this shit is in movies and the bitch who’s getting the treatment is rarely a Black girl, but here the fuck I am. I was in a plane, I’m rolling with my nigga in a Rolls-Royce, and a bitch is in Tokyo on his dime.

Little Baby, my baby, my wife, my baby mama, my rib, do you know how heartbroken I have been since you seem to care more about football than your husband?”

With saying a mother fucking thang, my man whips out a black card in my face and taps my lips, drags the bitch down between my titties then flips me open. He spreads my legs and runs it down my cat, then brings it up to his nose and smells that son of a bitch with a smirk.

“FUCK YEAH, TAKE THAT DICK ALL DOWN YOUR THROAT LIKE THE NASTY BITCH YOU ARE FOR DADDY!”

“FUCK YEAH SUCK THAT DICK! SPIT ON MY SHIT AND GAG ON IT,

I bounce on his tail hard like a bitch being spit roasted in the best fucking way possible right now.

He stuffs his tail in my mouth, thrusting it in and out with my juices on it, and his dick leaks cum all down my ass and pussy. “Here, suck on this while I give you something real good to cry about, Little baby,”

“HERE YOU GO, LITTLE BABY! TAKE THIS DICK LIKE THE BAD BITCH YOU ARE!”

“Du er den eneste, der kan tage så godt som pik lille baby! Jeg tror fandme på dig pige.” (You’re the only one who can take this good ass dick, Little Baby! I fucking believe in you, girl.) he laughs behind me as I fucking cry, weep sputter, blubber… stutter, hell, one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, while bouncing back on the dick because on God this nigga shit is crack and that dick be dickkkkking!

“And Jessica, if you ever in this mother fucking life or the next or fuck, any of them mother fuckers, try to leave me again…”

Even though he doesn’t finish, I feel the threat. We do not care! What red flags? He’s a good man, Savana!

Bitch, shut the hell up and stop being basic! Say thank you and fuck him before he changes his mind!

“I want you in everything. Not just my bed, but my heart. My foundation, my world. My name. My fucking bloodline, Jessica. You are IT for me.”

“Baby, you accidentally shut the door and locked it…”

“Thank you… I won’t take this for granted. I swear on my life you won’t regret loving me.”

“Je-ssica… fucking son of a bitch! Jessica!” he starts wheezing like Koffing just evolved,

Pokemon reference 😂💕

I mean, who wouldn’t like their man to casually stuff their hands down their pants and slowly finger them to sleep during the entire car ride while he scrolls mindlessly through his phone?

all you need to do is relax, be fucked and ate out by me, and smile. Everything else is beneath you.”

“Yeah, we might be some killers, but we draw the line at racism!”

“Hell, if I know. Just kidnap her and force her to love you.”

“Stalking…” He types in his phone… “Kid-nap-ping, yes, yes… I see. Great advice.”

I find it strange that you don’t think turning into a fucking demon is cause for concern.”

His people gotta be one of the Four R’s: racist, rude, rigid, or religious.

I’m literally the sin of sloth. When are you going to stop making me clean up your mess? I want to nap, beat my dick to my lovely ASMR temptation, and exist without effort.”

“Little Baby, you might as well call me the People’s Champ from how hard I’ma be beating my dick thinking about you.”

Oh my God! I can’t even smell Jessica’s pussy in the air down here! This really IS hell! Fuck this, I need to g⁠—

I curl my lip, looking around to see vampires in armor, wolf-soldiers with ceremonial braids, fish-headed giants whose tails coil like anchors, cat and dog people, butterfly ladies, and dragons, among a shit ton of other creatures cheering, roaring, and chanting….

“What the fuck is a hearth? And sovereign flames? Is she saying we’re zesty? Cause if one of us is the sin of zest, it ain’t me!” Wilder grits his teeth, and all my brothers turn to me. These sons of bitches…