She didn’t look like her. She didn’t feel like her. She didn’t smell like her. She didn’t say my name like her. And I knew for a fact she didn’t taste like her. I hadn’t ever tasted Bahati, but I knew there wasn’t a woman on this earth who tasted like Solana Ledesma.
Bahati tried kissing me again, and I dodged her, one hand still holding the phone and the other still holding her wrist.
“Bahati, chill out.”
She snatched her arm away from me. “Chill out? It’s just a kiss! I can’t kiss you, Shio? And who are you texting?”
Her eyes shot to the phone in my hand, but the screen had already gone black. It didn’t matter. The fifteen words were echoing in my head, and the only thing I wanted to do was swipe to the camera app to see if she had fallen asleep yet.
“Is it Uriah?”
I sighed. “Naw.”
“Well, why can’t I kiss you?”
Chuckling more at this fucking predicament than her question, I asked, “You want to know how her pussy tastes?”
Bahati frowned. “Nigga, what?”
“Unless you want to know how her pussy tastes, keep your lips to yourself, Bahati.”
“You’re unbelievable. You are so fucking unbelievable, Shio! So you can fuck the cokehead bitch, but I can’t get no dick?”
Licking my lips again, I scraped my bottom lip with my top teeth and thrust my hips upward to politely gesture for her to get off of me. “Goodnight, Bahati.”
She snatched herself from my lap, stood, and placed her hand on her hip. “So what am I supposed to do now?”
“Shit, I apologize.” And I did.
I took no pleasure in getting a woman worked up and not putting the fire out of her little pussy. But Solana had entered the fucking chat, and, unfortunately, my ass could not compartmentalize her the way I wanted to.
My eyes were low from the blunts rotating at the gender reveal, so I was peering at Bahati with hooded eyes. My dick was semi-hard, but it wasn’t shit Bahati could do for it.
“It’s a rose in the other room. It ain’t been used before.”
“What room?” she replied with attitude.
“Solana’s. She ain’t gone need it.”
“Fuck you.”
“Good night, baby mama.”
Bahati stormed out of the room, ass jiggling, slamming the door behind her. I unlocked the phone screen and went back to the text. Pressing my head into the leather of my headboard, I closed my eyes because seeing her text my name had my dick harder than any of the women who had tried tonight. Swiping to the camera app, I opened it and found Solana wrapped in the covers and watching TV with the captions on. She was so fucking pretty that I blinked a few times to break up the thoughts of taking my ass over to Jisei’s townhouse.
Pretty little fucking sinner.
God first
Make sure the family good
Eye them Cuppacio boys, the little and the big ones
Build a relationship with my brother
Get my brother rich
Health and wellness(ALWAYS)(Shake back)
