Liberated: An Erotic Short

by Kimberly Brown

I was celebrating my liberation. May God have mercy on my soul because I was about to sin like a muthafucka!

She just didn't know, I'd be looking for her gorgeous ass in the daytime with a fucking flashlight.

I would not be silenced, especially not by a man.

Gavin's dick wasn't big enough to run shit over here.

"Baby, I don't play about what I eat, food or otherwise."

That without a shadow of doubt type of love. That waking up and going to sleep next to my best friend type of love. That we in this for fifty, sixty years plus type of shit.

“Life ain’t always about the family you are born into. Sometimes it’s more about the one you create.

“You trying to be my fuck buddy?" “I'm gonna be whatever I gotta be to get close to you, mama.”

This big, overgrown nigga was ticklish.

😂

“I want to be loved properly. I want my man to be my best friend in addition to being my lover. I want to be spoiled with affection and attention. I want to feel protected and respected. If you are gonna disrespect me at any point, disrespect this pussy while you fucking me. And speaking of fucking, I need my back blown out on a regular basis—legs to the ceiling, balls to the wall, ass smacking, hair pulling, throat grabbing type of fucking.”

He’s the reason his woman can walk into a circle of wolves and not bat an eye because she knows he’s right behind her.