Crave Part 1

by Shae Sanders

I nodded, but I was thinking, north? What did that mean? I had no internal compass. North to me meant up.

Same! 😂

“I don’t give a fuck. Let them niggas hear. I want them to know I fucked you first.”

Oop

“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.”

“I’m not gon’ pretend like it’s easy to share but I’ll be alright.” He looked back at the guys before leaning closer. “Just between me and you, though, G don’t eat pussy.”

Angelo go sit DOWN! 🤦🏾‍♀️😂

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 know, I really wanna know what it’s like inside the mind of those chipper ass, carefree ass people who skip around like they’ve never had a negative thought. Because my mind is like the inside of a tornado. Just chaos and ruin and destruction. And noise.”

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“I don’t know if this is the right way to ask but can I call dibs on you tonight?”

Well check you out trying to figure this thing out

It seemed like all I’d done since I got to this damn town was eat, write, and have orgasms.

💅🏾

“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.”

🤣🤣🤣

“So you’ll fuck three niggas at the same time but kissing a married man is where you draw the line?”

😳 noooo don’t do that