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“I think sooooo,” she moaned, her lips right in front of mine, so I ended up biting her bottom one, which made her jump, and her body shiver.
“What the fuck does I think so mean? I got this big dick in you, moments away from making that pussy squirt, and you talking about you think so. You either love daddy, or you don’t,” I talked to her, making her moan even louder.
She stopped moving her body for a second, looked me in my eyes, raised her hips, took the motha fuckin condom off, threw it on the bed, and she lowered that wet pussy down onto my bare dick, and I almost lost my mind when I felt raw pussy for the first time.
“I want to feel it raw inside me. You think I love you now?” she asked, back to riding that dick.
“Damn this shit feel good, baby. Still tell me though. I want to hear you say it,” I coached, fucking her from up under, loving this shit.
“I love you big daddy. I’m about to cum on that dickkkk,” she warned me.
“Fuck! Ima nut too,” I couldn’t even hold that shit back if I tried.
For as long as I’ve been fuckin, I’ve never busted this quick. Taking that condom off, and feeling raw pussy for the first time, had me feeling like a rookie. Dionne squirted, wetting up my stomach, and when she finished, she was panting, with her face right in front of mine.
I took one hand off her ass, and I put it up under her chin, forcing her to look at me.
“You love me, or you just saying shit?” I asked her, and she giggled.
“You pulled my card. I said it to make you feel good,” she replied, and I slapped her on her ass, doing that shit hard, making her jump.
“Stop lying. Tell me you love me again. I like how that shit sounds,” I said with a smile.
“I do love you Tank. You’ve been here for me. I needed you two times so far, and you always come for me. When my tire flew off, and right now, as I’m mourning the loss of my puppy. I love you for that, and I’m appreciative of you for showing up for me,” she let me know, having me smile so fuckin big.
“I love you too, baby. Swear to God I do. I never felt raw pussy. 10 out of 10. I highly recommend it. I’m not wearing no more condoms with you, so jokes on you love,” I let her know, flipping her, putting her down on her back.
“I take birth control. Just so you know,” she informed me.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.
“Just don’t want you to think that I’m killing your babies. The pills are stopping me from getting pregnant,” she said with a smile on her face.
“I got the girl of my dreams giving me raw pussy and just finished confessing her love to me. You really think I’m not going to get a baby out of you?” I had to ask her, raising her legs in the air, ready to feel her again.
She didn’t even respond. She didn’t have to though because I slipped back inside of her.
We went at it hard. Round for round. Position after position. After a while, she tapped out on me and fell asleep moments after.
I was standing up, looking down at her, with a bare dick that was coated in her juices, thinking how this woman had me right by the fuckin balls. She did all that running from me in the beginning, talking all that shit, saying how she wasn’t going to give me the time of day, only to be right here, in the middle of my bed, knocked out from all the good dick that she keeps allowing me to put in her. Shit was crazy how I managed to always get my way.
Chapter 18
Dionne Henry
Going To The Source
Ihad strength today. Strength to get out of bed this afternoon and do something. With all the crying, and moping around the house that I have been doing these past few days, I had nothing but time on my hands to think about who could have done something so heinous to my baby. Someone had to have some kind of motive behind this.
When it first happened, my mind was boggled, so when the cops asked me if I had any idea who could have done this, I really didn’t have a clue. Once I calmed down a little bit, and reality hit me that Bagel was no longer here, I started thinking about who would have had motive. Immediately, I started coming up with a bunch of theories, truly feeling like this could have been Tank’s hold hoe Renee that had someone kill my dog. I only thought that it would be her because we had just got into it at the football game. Once Tank pretty much told me that she didn’t have the brains to pull that off, I winged her out.
Garrus came to my mind after. I was back and forth on whether it was him. My gut was telling me that it wasn’t him, but then there was another part that was nagging at me, telling me that it could be. I just know that when Garrus and I were in each other’s lives, he loved Bagel just as much as I loved him.Bagel would follow Garrus around my old condo whenever he would come over, and there were times I would find the two of them in my bed together, taking a nap. When I thought about sentimental stuff like that, I would wing Garrus out, saying that he wouldn’t do anything like this. Then, my mind would go back to our last encounter. This man had forced his way into my home, and I was seconds away from being sexually abused by him. I didn’t think that he could do that, and for that, that’s the reason why I couldn’t wing him out. That’s the reason why I was pulling up to one of his rental car companies that he owned, needing to have a word with him.
I parked my car in the lot, grabbed my purse that was sitting in the passenger seat, and I stepped out. I locked my doors behind me, and I allowed my high heels to click against the pavement. There were sunglasses on my face because I was putting in overtime to hide the small bags that were under my eyes. I really wasn’t sleeping like that. Last night was probably the most that I’ve slept since this happened, and even with that, I only slept for a few hours.
I walked inside the building of G- Enterprise, and with this being a luxury car rental spot, when you walked in, there was nothing but foreign cars that were inside. It’s almost like you could smell the new engines, along with the expensive leather interior. The floors were perfectly polished, and clean, to the point that when you looked down at it, you could almost see your reflection. Nothing about this luxury rental car dealership were like the others. This was a place where a bunch of celebrities, and just anyone with a name would come whenever they were in town and wanted to push around something fancy.
Looking around, there were Lamborghini’s, Rolls- Royce’s, and a couple of Jaguar’s. I almost got chills standing here because this is where Garrus and I first met. God, if I couldgo back in time, I would have never entertained him, especially since I knew that he was married.
