Page 35 of Cove City: Vol. I

“Bet.”

I stood in front of my collage wall, smoking and reflecting on my life. I went from being the kid everyone thought was a joke to a man who looks at life differently now. My eyes became fixated on Sash’s photo. I knew her, and I was done. I recalled all the times she begged for a nigga's attention, or the moment she was sick while pregnant, and then I thought about the night my world came crashing when she walked away from me. I had messed up. I haven’t forgiven myself since that day. I knew Iowed her an apology, and I was determined to give it to her. However, if that guy was laying hands on her, I wanted her to know she could do better and that she deserved better.

I had gone through three blunts as I moved from the foyer to the living room with my mind on a thousand. I picked up my phone and stared at Tuesday’s number. A nigga was missing her. I felt like she was my second chance to get it right, but she had done me as I had done Sash, and the shit had me feeling some type of way. I hit call and allowed the phone to ring. The muhfucka rang twice, then went to voicemail. “The fuck?” I spat.

I called again, and it was the same thing. Now, I was about to visit her ass.Had she cut me off? Was I about to crash out over some new pussy?I snatched my keys off the table and hurried to the door. I swung the door open to see Tuesday’s big, brown, gentle eyes. It felt like minutes we stood there gazing at each other, but it had only been seconds before she opened her mouth slightly, then closed it. She leaned forward just enough to peek her head over the threshold. “We’re not together,” she mumbled.

She reached and let her fingertips trail my lips. I closed my eyes, taking in her touch. “We’re not together,” she mumbled again.

My lip disappeared between my teeth as I sucked in a deep breath. My eyes opened to her eyes devouring me. “We’re not together,” I muttered.

My hand eased around her back until I caught a good grip of her hair, pulling her into the house. Right then, we went at it like animals. She pulled away from me and slowly took off her clothes. She headed toward the stairs, signaling me to follow her. “Come to me,” she said seductively.

I took off my shirt and followed behind her. Shit, we didn’t even have to go up there because I could have fucked where we stood. When we reached the room, she stood there. Hersilhouette against the wall was perfect. “Get on the bed,” I instructed her.

She went to lie on her back, but I stopped her. “Nah, turn around and lie on your stomach.”

Tuesday seductively lay on the bed just as I told her. I started at the back of her leg, letting my tongue travel up one leg while my hand went up the other. When I reached her ass my P pendant dangled between her crack as I planted sweet tongue kisses to her ass. “Mmm,” she moaned softly.

“A nigga missed you,” I admitted.

“How much?” she purred.

“Let a nigga show you.”

My tongue traveled up her spine until I reached the back of her neck. My hand massaged her head as I gripped her hair. I turned her head slightly, “I want you to watch me fuck you while I watch you take this dick,” I grumbled.

I used one leg to pry her legs open. I glanced up at the mirror on the ceiling. Tuesday held one of the sexiest, nastiest fucking grins on her face. I leaned in to kiss her. She sucked on a nigga’s tongue moaning in between. I entered her slowly as her lips snuck between her teeth. “I missed this pussy. I swear.”

I began moving my hips in a circular motion. A nigga was trying to find his way through her sweet Havanna. Shit felt like peace, like it was where I needed to be. Whatever I was thinking about prior to her coming here was gone. I pushed her legs open a little more. I had her ass in a “U” position.

Tuesday bounced her ass up just a little and my eyes rolled back. “Damn,”I whispered.“Throw that shit baby, throw all of it and I’m gone catch it every fucking time.”

The more my body moved, she inched that ass up. The sound we were creating was one nobody should have been around for. Tuesday’s moans got louder by the second. “Why is it so big?” she whined.

“Don’t worry bout that baby just take the dick.”

I had gone from being sensual to now fucking her the way I wanted to. Both hands were to her waist as I rolled sweetly in her pussy. I watched her ass as she began creating a wave like motion.Smack!My dick went in and out then disappeared. She was throwing that shit like confetti. “Fuck a nigga trying not to commit. But this shit right here,” I grunted as I slowed down then picked that shit back up.

Slow down, pick up.

“This is all mine.”

Slow down, pick up.

“Oh shit, wait, baby I—”

Slow down, pick up.

“You like your car, baby?” I asked.

Slow down, pick up.

“Ye-ye-yes!”

Slow down, pick up.

“No! You ghosting a nigga then come and serve me pussy like this. Nah baby. You stuck with a nigga.”

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