Crave Part 1

by Shae Sanders

“My pleasure. And just for the record, you never, ever have to tell me to eat your pussy. When it comes to you, my default mode is to have my face planted between your thighs.”

“I think I can speak for all of us when I say we like you. You’re dope as fuck. Smart. Sexy. Funny. So we’re not just trying to smash. We like spending time with you, too. You can get wined and dined and all that good shit but if you want your back blown out or your pussy ate, you can get that, too. It’s whatever you want. It’s all about you.”

Because you’re not a woman. Because you’re not a black woman.

I called for advice.” “From me? But I’m your mentee. I come to you for advice.”

“Most people say they’re monogamous. Again, because that’s what y’all were raised to believe. My generation was raised by the internet and each other. We believe nothing and everything at the same damn time.”

Sex positivity is important and there’s no such thing as a hoe and women shouldn’t be afraid to express their desires,

Angelo kissed like he lived…with arrogant confidence, essentially taking over and dominating. Jamal kissed with urgency like he wanted to rip my clothes off. And G? Slow and deep like he was making love to my mouth.

You don't forfeit the opportunity to fuck your teenage obsession. It's unconstitutional.

I know all women get judged on the basis of their womanhood but when you break it down and account for race, black girls don’t get nearly as much leeway to be hoes.

“Fuck me right, Skye. And don’t be lazy on the dick.”

“Time out! Flag on the motherfucking play. Nigga, I hope you don’t think you finna stand over me. You really think I wanna look up and see your hairy ass balls hanging in my face? Fuck outta here.”

Skye liked being licked slightly more than she liked being sucked and she liked slow better than fast. I knew that already.

His eyes darkened as he stared up at me. “So you’ll fuck three niggas at the same time but kissing a married man is where you draw the line?”

When a black woman says first of all, you already know whatever’s coming next ain’t gonna be good.

They were mine and I was theirs. Bonded. Forever.