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“Why not?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know if I want to write shit. I think I’d rather freestyle my shit.”

“I don’t want any ghetto shit, Sanchez.”

“Girl, shut the hell up.” He laughed. “My shit gon’ be straight. Authentic and from the heart.”

“AKA hood as hell.” I shook my head and groaned lowly. “My parents and your grandmother will be there. Kentrell’s mom…”

“I know that baby.” He hugged me tighter. “I won’t say anything to turn you on and shit in front of ya pops…”

“I’m not talking about that.” I giggled and hit his leg. “No cursing and no groping.”

“Shidd,” he replied, cupping my breasts. “Gon’ feel all over your pretty ass.” I moaned at the feeling of his large, soft hands navigating from my breasts to my stomach then eventually between my legs. “You tryna give me some pussy?” He asked lowly in my ear before kissing it then sucking on my neck while his fingers slowly circled my clit.

“Baby.” I moaned. “L-let’s go back to the suite.”

“Naw, right here.” He insisted, pulling his hand from my bottoms and pushing a little to get me to lift up. When I did, he turned me around and had me straddle his lap. He kissed me immediately as he reached between us to move my panties to the side then slowly entered me. “Ride it good too, baby.”

CHAPTER NINE

Sanchez.

“Where y’all at?” I asked Kenya as soon as the call connected.

“Still at the suite. We just did breakfast. Where are you?”

“At our shit,” I answered. “Y’all come this way.”

“But we had plans.”

“Now you got plans with us.” I smirked. “I got on black trunks, so throw on something to match that.”

“Should I tell them to match their men too?”

“That’s their business, bae. I only give a fuck about me and you.” I chuckled. “Hurry up too. I miss you.”

“We just left each other a few hours ago, baby.” She laughed. “But okay. Let me tell everyone else then shower and get ready. Maybe like an hour.”

“Aight. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

After ending the call, I joined the fellas in the kitchen where they were already on bullshit, pouring up shots. I knew Kenya and her girls did the yacht alone yesterday, and we planned to as well but we were all tired as fuck by the time we made it so we got food and chilled in the suite, drinking and smoking.

“They got a chef on that bitch ain’t it?” Hulk asked.

“Yeah, nigga, they do.” Rio laughed. “Hungry ass.”

“No cap.” Hulk laughed with him. “I wish Munchie was the one cooking to be real. Baby be doin’ her shit with that food.”

“Don’t get fucked up, fat ass.” Trell playfully jabbed at Hulk.

“Word.” A5 agreed. “Nigga definitely gon’ get his issue he keep flirtin’ with my fuckin’ girl.”

“Don’t tell me you afraid of a lil’ competition.” Hulk grinned.

A5 scoffed. “Imagine that mothafucka.”

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