Page 52 of The Perfect Verse
“This little boy fucking his little pussy, though.”
Shona jerked her hips to the left and right, trying to get him to dislodge, but he stayed, cupping her ass tightly, her juices wetting up both of them. He looked down, and his dick got even harder as her pussy greedily took him in.
“Look at that shit,” he whispered. “Look at what you’re doing to me.”
She did and damn near stopped breathing, watching his thick, pretty, brown dick pump inside of her. He heard her hiss; her fluttering eyes matched the squeezing of her walls around his dick.
“Hot pussy self. Always acting like the victim,” he teased. That was all she needed to hear from him.It was no act. She was the victim, and he had her fucked up.
“That nigga really had me outside my body, girl.” Shona pushed out a rough, short-lived laugh. “I pulled my heat out on his ass right there, threatened to kill him, and you know what?”
“What?” Chaney gulped, feeling the tight grip Shonasia had on her hand.
“I knew he didn’t love me. He didn’t care about me or my mental health. I was a walking time bomb as he carried my heart and his dick back home to his wife, so I get it. Kaleela didn’t deserve you, but she also didn’t deserve that. She could have killed him, Chaney. Then what? Spend the rest of her life in prison?”
“I wasn’t thinking, didn’t even see it going that far. We were just having fun, and then it happened.”
“What happened?”
The entire time, Kaleela pretended to be asleep. Shonasia knew she wasn’t, as tears ran down her face and onto her lap. She didn’t move. She needed her sister to hear it since the night before almost led to her relapsing, tossing away all the progress she’d made.
Chaney sniffled and whispered, “I fell in love.”
“You deserve it, but so does she. I’ll have you know, both have reached out. I’m trying to figure out how the fuck they both got my number, and no, not the shop’s number.”
“Donovan reached out to you?” Shona nodded her head. She leaned over and wiped Kaleela’s cheek. “Scooter’s not having it about this one. I told them both to give you all some time.Good thing that nigga Nazir don’t play. They have nineteen more cities, and he’d be damned to lose money because they couldn’t get their affairs in order.”
“Tell me about it.” Chaney was upset all over again. “Bitches more worried about chasing another nigga’s bag instead of securing their own.”
She frowned as if she saw and heard Sashay along with her loud ass minions all over again. In her eyes, a man couldn’t pay a bitch like her to spread her legs wide open and keep silent.
“Her sponsor is coming. I called him. I say go home, get yourself together, then later, we can all meet at my place. She needs to get out, and I need to pay someone to clean up around here. What do you say?”
Chaney’s response was to leap and pull Shonasia into her arms. Kaleela sat up, her tear-stained face scrunched up. She didn’t want to see Shawn, and she definitely wasn’t speaking with Scooter. The moment they were both gone, her next step was the liquor store.
“Okay, hoe. Enough of that. I don’t swing that way and never will. Sat on some dick, and now you think I forgot. I haven’t.”
“I still find women very attractive, but gay or not, it doesn’t mean I like all women. I just love a particular one who was having a bad day... or night” She looked at Kaleela, who flicked her off. “I do still love you as a friend. I always will.”
“Yeah, whatever. Your bad luck ass. I was fine until you showed up,” Kaleela spoke when they heard a knock at the door.
“That must be Shawn, and before you think about being rude, think again. That man is trying to help you save your life.”
“I did just fine before he came along, too. My entire house is about to become a damn intervention center.” She reached over and pulled her wheelchair toward her as Shonasia went to let Shawn in. Technically, she hadn’t relapsedyet,so his trip was a waste of time.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Chaney turned around, her eyes bucked, with her hands covering her mouth.
“Nooo,” she whispered, her eyes fleeting toward Kaleela. Kaleela couldn’t even get settled in her chair when Shonasia stepped away from the door and kissed her teeth.
“Fine, but I’m staying right here,” she announced when Scooter damn near rushed inside and past her. Kaleela’s breath hitched when he rushed toward her, lifted her, and held her, his own body shaking.
Shonasia and Chaney were silent as Kaleela screamed and cried, her fist pounding as she hit his back. He accepted every one of those licks. He earned them, but he knew what he didn’t deserve, and that was to lose her.
“What should we do?” Chaney asked her, tears crowding her eyes.
“Nothing. Let her beat his ass. I put up all her guns anyway.” Shonasia tittered. When she looked over at Chaney with slumped shoulders, her heart went out to her.
“Did he really reach out?” she asked, and Shonasia nodded. “Guess I wasn’t worth the flight back.”
