Page 93 of Dope Boys: Most Wanted
“I lose myself in you,” Markus admitted, kissing her neck as he lifted her for one last pump.
Reign cupped his face before removing her body from his lap. “You do this on purpose. You want to be leaking out of me and have me feeling you every time I move?”
Before Markus could answer, Reign had his dick in her mouth, sucking their juices from it. Right before they got caught up again, she kissed the tip and stood up. As she duck walked to the bathroom, she huffed, “There’s not enough time in the day. Why do I want to be in your skin?”
Markus trailed her into the bathroom. “Yeah, the same way I need to smell you.”
Reign buzzed as she cleaned herself up. “You sound like a man lost in the sauce.”
Markus lightly tapped her ass as she pulled herself back together, kissing her cheek. “And don’t forget it. Tell my annoying ass sister all she has to do is ring the bell once. Anything more is going to get her fingers broke.”
Reign laughed. “You won’t touch a hair on her head.”
Markus chuckled. “Yeah, you right. And I don’t want no smoke off my nigga about her either.”
“I’m here,”Reign spoke, walking out of the house as Nia was in mid-knock. “I was trying to finish getting dressed.”
Nia rolled her eyes. “Oh, that’s the story y’all came up with? Getting dressed?”
“I told her to chill,” Svyn spoke from the other side of the stoop, smirking in amusement. “I almost made a cool G off of her. You couldn’t hold off three more minutes?”
“That’s all he needed? Three minutes?” Nia quipped. “Better off having a V8 Reign.”
“I’m going to ignore that,” Reign rolled her eyes playfully at Nia and then turned to Svyn. “The problem is you keep betting on me, and I don’t know how I feel about that.”
“Feel great because you’re turning my nigga inside out, ain’t seen him like this in a long time,” Svyn spoke.
“Mmhmm,” Nia buzzed. “Look at this nigga.”
Reign’s attention turned to Markus, propped in the door faux irritation on his face. “Y’all did all the gahdamn banging on my door to have my girl out in the cold gossiping about me?”
Nia and Svyn shared a silly look before Nia huffed. “Dammit, Markus, can you ever just shut the fuck up? Huh? Like, at any point does your top lip touch your muhfuckin’ bottom?”
“How do you interrupt us and want me to shut up at my house?” Markus posed, stepping down to drape Reign’s coat over her shoulders. “Cussin’ me out on my stoop? You know I put niggas down for less.”
Markus turned to Reign and gave her a quick kiss. “You know what I’m on when I get home.”
Reign giggled and shook her head.
“Oh, it’s your house now, Money?” Svyn questioned his eyes on Nia. “You hear that, Nia? His stoop.”
“Don’t,” she warned, trekking down the stairs to the awaiting JoyRide. “Come on, Reign.”
“Reign, don’t keep her out too long; she’s got to pay up,” Svyn shared, licking his lips. “I’ll be home before midnight, Nia.”
“It’s not your house!” Nia pushed her middle finger in the air before climbing into the SUV.
“You called me daddy in it. It’s my house,” Svyn chuckled, watching as Nia waited until Reign slid in, reached over her, and closed the door.
Reign looked at Nia, amusement etched on her face. “You called him daddy in it? Where in it so I don’t sit there anymore?”
“I didn’t call that nigga daddy,” Nia lied, trying to nip a knowing smirk. “This isn’t even about me, Susie Come Lately.”
“Susie Comes on Time, thank you,” Reign quipped. “You, yourdaddy,and your bullheaded brother have got to stop betting on me. You and Markus are losing a ass of money,” Reign spoke with a soft chuckle.
Nia rolled her eyes. “He baited me, now I gotta be up all night taking dick.”
“And you’re complaining?” Reign asked, watching the corners of Nia’s mouth quirk. “Uh huh. Just can’t get enough. Why you playing with him?”
