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“Would you ever get another color?” Unique stared at my feet as we lay in my bed, music playing. I loved how we could just kick it, seemingly never running out of shit to talk about.
“Nope. I don’t want white because it’s too boring, but light pink is perfect—not too bright and not boring. Why? You don’t like it?”
“I do. It’s sexy.” He kissed me when I looked up at him, simpering.
Ever since he’d eaten my pussy, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, him, and fucking him. Sex had always been okay for me, maybe having an orgasm or maybe not, but that head Unique had delivered was the shit I read about in books. I used to scoff at the women on TV, squirming and calling out like fools, until I became one that night.
“Thank you.” I felt myself blushing as I lay back against his strong chest that smelled like a rich nigga who could also chop wood. Everything about him had me horny, especially the dick print that felt as if it were right in my face.
“Why you deactivate yo’ shit? I like scrolling through ya photos.”
I smiled, unable to smother it like I wanted to. Peering up at him and taking in the way his beautiful eyes looked against his dark skin, I said, “AJ hacked my shit, and I haven’t been able to get back in it.”
“Bet,” was all he said, and by now, I knew that when Unique said that, it meant he had plans for something or someone.
“No.” I sat up, shaking my head. “You told me your agent said she would drop you if you acted up. And you cannot lose that Wraith role.” I folded my arms as I sat on my feet, facing him.
He laughed cutely, and I couldn’t help but notice the way his wife beater clung to his broad chest and the way his biceps bulged when he folded his arms.
No wonder he had so many shirtless scenes inDough Boyz. As soon as the thought entered my mind, I thought about that freak bitch Tamira and if that was her idea. Then, I got jealous.
“I just hate how that nigga be moving and go untouched. The nigga fucked around on his wife, yet you got the backlash. He acting like a fucking bitch over not being the lead, and now the rest of the cast gotta deal with his bullshit. Now this. It’s getting real fucking hard for me not to touch that nigga, KK. I hate a nigga like that even had access to you.”
I tried not to smile, but that was difficult when it came to Unique, even though he was serious as hell right now.
“I know.” I took his hand in mine. “But would you rather years from now be able to say you beat AJ’s ass or that you were Wraith in theNight WalkerSeries.”
“Both.” He smirked when I sucked my teeth.
“Unique, I’m serious. Do not mess up what you have going on for AJ. Ignore him for now, become the next Denzel or whomever you idolize, and then maybe pay someone to handle him.”
“I like doing my own dirty work, but I feel you, love.” He tugged me to him, making me straddle his lap. And with his dick pressed against my pussy, even with clothing in between, I was turned on.
“What you been up to while a nigga was gone?” He moved my hair from my face before his big hands rested on my ass. Good grief. Could he feel my throbbing clit?
“Nothing. Had a talk with my aunt about not giving her any more money and other things, but I think it ended okay.”
“How much you be giving her?”
“In the good days like a couple thousand, but lately, the most would be like one hundred dollars. Sometimes just fifty.”
Unique nodded, glancing off briefly like he was thinking.
“You know you can ask me for anything, right?”
“I already have and too much.”
“Nah, you don’t. I have to force shit on you, give hella explanations for you to take the shit.” Pulling me closer into him so that my breasts were against him, he added lowly, “Don’t hesitate to ask me for anything. I’m yo’ husband, right?”
He was. All I could think about though was how sexy this beautiful black man was and how my nipples brushed against his chest and I was done for.
Unable to hold back looking at him, smelling him, feeling him, I thrust my lips against his. We started off slow, sucking one another’s lips, but once I brushed my hand up under his wife beater to caress his abs, things moved much faster.
His dick bricked up under me in record time as he started to push my thin tank top upward. I let him, only pulling away from his soft lips to get it off. His shirt went next before he put me onto my back to tug off my shorts and thong while sucking my nipples hungrily. Eventually he came back to my lips.
We couldn’t stop kissing as he lay between my legs, with me shoving his sweats and boxers down anxiously. He got up for a beat to completely remove his bottoms, and I almost drooled, watching his chiseled frame dipped in dark chocolate. His pretty eyes zeroed in on me as he got back onto the bed, groaning when he felt the wetness between my legs.