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It was clear she was one of those hood bitches thatcouldn’tfight but would. She wasn’t a punk. I think she only ran to get a reset, because she couldn’t get a leg up on me for shit at the start.
“I’m glad. I ain’t wanna have to put Gaia in a headlock ’cause she was fucking you up.”
“You would do that?” I giggled.
“Hell yeah.” His brows furrowed as if he were shocked I even asked that. “Why would I stand there and let some bitch fuck youup? I ain’t gon’ hit her, but I’ll headlock a female in a minute to calm her ass down.”
I laughed at the thought, trying to imagine that.
“Glad I didn’t need you.”
Low was silent for a moment then said, “She was lying by the way, Peep. We was locked in well before we went there.”
“I know.” I nodded, giving him some eye contact before he kissed me. “I like how honest you are. It eases my jealousy.”
“You ain’t got reason to be jealous, baby. I’m jealous enough for the both of us. Trust me.”
“Don’t have reason? Yeah, right.” I smacked my lips. “You’re everything.”
He craned his head to stare at me then sat up, sighing. I did the same, minus the sigh, before looking to see his distressed face.
“Uh,” he grunted, running a hand down his face. My stomach sank, realizing he was holding something back from me.
“What is it, Low? Tell me.” I didn’t wanna touch him, so I fought the urge to put my hand on his back as his face rested in his own. “I can’t promise I won’t fuck you up, but now is the time to say whatever it is.”
He bobbed his head in agreement before dropping his hands, letting his arms hang over his knees before turning his head to his left to look me in the eyes.
“I . . . love you.”
I blinked a few times because I’d been bracing myself for a deep, dark, soul shattering secret.
“Is that what you have to tell me, or is it some type of preamble?” I felt comfortable enough to rest my hand on his knee now.
“No, that’s what I had to tell you.” He picked that hand up to inspect then kissed it. “I ain’t telling you so you’ll say it backthough. I just needed to be honest and tell you. Shit been eating me up, and I keep slipping up, so I figured I’d get it out.”
“I think I’ve loved you since I first saw you in Vegas, but probably as a teenager too.”
“Ugh.” He laughed, making me nudge him.
“Told you I used to fantasize about you taking my virginity and then us being together.” I grinned, shaking my head at my younger self.
“Well, you told me about the virginity shit, but is the real thing or fantasy better in regard to being with me?” He put his arm around my shoulders to bring me closer.
“Real thing. The fantasy was boring and much less colorful than the real thing.” I kissed him slowly. “You’re always gonna be better than any fantasy.” I talked against his soft lips.
Our mouths fused together as his free hand slipped under my skirt and between my thighs. Laying me back as we refused to unlatch our mouths, he tugged my thong down my thighs before pocketing it and unbuckling his jeans. He freed his dick before wedging himself between my thighs and pushing at my opening. We hadn’t stopped kissing once.
“Fuck,” he groaned at the same time that I gasped from the pleasure and pain I felt.
Low’s hands cupped my ass as he used his body to spread my legs wider, pushing himself as deeply inside me as he could go. He withdrew slowly before rushing back in, causing me to yelp softly as I dug my nails into his shirt covered back.
“Low.” I whimpered as he sucked on my lips, grinding inside of me.
“Who this pussy belong to, Peep?” he asked, speeding up some, digging his fingers into my ass. “Shit,” he called out as I came, clamping down on his shaft.
“It’s yours,” I cried.
“This pussy be so fucking wet. Fuck.” He pounded me. “You got my fucking head gone, Peep.” His deep voice vibrated against my ear.
