Page 63 of Don Caselli

I could see the smirk rise on her lips as she ignored me, knowing I wanted to hear her say it. Fuck want; I needed her to tell me this shit was mine.

I’ve never been the type to throw claims on pussy, but this one was mine. I couldn’t allow another nigga to feel what she was making me feel. The looks that she gave me, as her lips parted while she begged for more.

I’d fuck around and wipe a nigga’s grandmama’s account clean and put the family’s house in foreclosure fucking around with mine.

“You need to tell meee,” she cooed out.

I held onto her tighter and slammed her down harder on me, and I could see her eyes rolling in the back of her head as she tried to remain strong. “Fuck I said, Navy?”

“Pooh,” she corrected me.

“Fuck I said?”

She remained quiet, giving me more hell than she knew. I flipped her onto her back and slid inside of her slowly, while putting that leg up on the headboard. Holding onto that leg and the headboard, I slammed into her pussy.

The sound of the wetness and her coos drove me insane. “Tell me something, Navy.”

She couldn’t focus on my eyes because I was so deep into her. I pulled out of her, and she started leaking like I unstopped a tub. Shoving all of me back inside of her, I sucked on her neck, pulling away and kissing her lips.

“What you want me to tell you, baby?”

The word baby on her lips felt so fucking good. I don’t know how it was possible for me to be even harder, but a nigga was. “Say it again for me.”

“Baby.”

“Again.”

“Bayyybeee!” she screamed out, as I put both those legs up by her ear. Delivering a slap on her ass, she tried to reach and hold on to my arms like she was about to erupt.

“This shit mine, Bleu?”

“Strangers, ummm, ehh,” she moaned out as I fucked her pussy harder.

Never pulling out but holding her right where I wanted her. Sucking on her lips while staring right into her eyes, whilepushing even deeper. Hitting her spot while marking my spot inside of her.

A spot that was reserved for me to hit every time I slid right inside of her.

“Don’t wanna be a stranger to you no fucking more,” my husky voice caressed her eardrums as she tried to kiss my lips, and I pulled back. “Is this pussy mine, Navy?”

She stared right into my eyes. “Uh huh… it’s yours… don’t hurt me, baby.”

Kissing her lips, I replied, “Never.”

Pulling up, my body jerked after I slammed myself into her, pulling out before shoving it back into her as she sucked me up into her. Both of us released while I held her thighs up in the air.

Collapsing on the side of her, I pulled her back over toward me and wrapped her in my arms. The humming of the air conditioner was the only sound, along with us catching our breath. The sun hadn’t even come up, but when I rolled over, I had to have her. She slept on her stomach with her legs spread apart. Tossing her leg over me, she pulled the covers back over us and I heard her softly snoring as I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

The sound of banging pots and pans, and the smell of bacon, pulled me out of my sleep. I was asleep on my stomach and could feel the cold air from the air conditioner on my back. Lifting my head, I looked out the window, and the sun was now up. My phone sat on the nightstand, and the sounds of scraping sounded again.

Menace: Come see me.

I looked at the text message that Menace had sent me this morning and grabbed my briefs that were across the bed. Stepping into them, I sat back onto the bed and scrolled throughmy phone to see what else I was missing. There was a few messages from Corleon about handling something, but Aimee had handled it for me.

Aimee: Lunch with me and Rory?

I laughed at her message because we had been supposed to get together since graduating. The only reason we had remained consistent with our friendship was because of school. We had to see each other, so now that we didn’t have school to keep us up to date with each other, it was easier for time to pass without linking.

Me: Yeah… I got you.

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