“You heard me. Like your baby mama said, y’all both even now you can go ho-”
“Shut ya ass up. You sound just as slow as Fallon.”
“I’m far from slow nigga. That’s you and that ho you got at home,” Solana said sassily snaking her neck from side to side. “I’m calling stuff for what it really is. Niggas love to run to another bitch when they mad at their main bitch. I know the rebound shit goes.”
“I never took you as a broad that would be on the slow bus but the more you talk the more you convince me you need a helmet.”
“Fu-” Solana started to say something slick until I quickly lifted her off her feet, placing her legs around my waist, my hands held onto each of her thighs holding her up as I positioned our bodies to lean against the counter.
“You want me to fuck you, I got you.” I growled into her ear as my dick found the entrance of her pussy. In one swift movement I filled her pussy and her jaw dropped open allowing moans to flow from her mouth. “The only time you say fuck you to me is when you want me to fuck you,” I said slowing pulling out of her then plunging deep inside of her again. “Do you understand me?”
“Sss Yeeaasss,” Solana moaned loudly.
“Do I fuck you like a rebound?” I sensually asked as I started bouncing her on my dick.
“Nooo.”
“Do I treat you like a fuck?”
“Ahh no,” Solana whined, throwing her head back.
“Then don’t let that dumb ass shit come outta ya mouth again. I’m with you cause you where I wanna be.” I paused as Solana’s brown eyes met my intense gaze and my heart skipped a beat. I pressed my lips into hers igniting a passionate kiss between us asI continued to fuck her. Breaking our kiss, I said, “I don’t want that bitch. I want you Solana. You hear me?”
Solana nodded her head yes as sultry moans fell from her mouth. “You love me Solana?” I asked in between kissing her.
“I love you Marlo,” She moaned into my lips, making my heart fill with happiness.
Solana didn’t know but she was basically stuck with a nigga cause I loved her ass too.
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Later that day
“Did you wash ya hands nigga?” Mikael’s stupid ass asked me for the millionth time since we been in the tow truck together.
“Shut the fuck up nigga. Ya ass just mad cause you Zaylee ain’t fuckin’ with you.”
“Fuck that bitch. Ion give a fuck about her roast beef pussy having ass,” Mikael said with a deep scowl. “I’m more concerned with making sure I don’t get no germs from ya nasty ass. Fuckin’ the secretary on the clock,” Mikael looked me up and down disapprovingly. “A damn shame.”
“Nigga you need to go get Zaylee back cause ion like this grumpy old nigga you turned into. It ain’t cute.” He wanted to act like he wasn’t salty about Zaylee not fucking with him, but he’d been grumpy as fuck since they fell out.
Mikael cut his eyes looking out his window in deep thought. He was contemplating telling me something. My brother was an over thinker, and his mind got the best of him at times. I had to learn not to pressure him when it came to him telling what was on his mind.
Finally, he said, “You know Zaylee said she didn’t get an abortion. She ended up having a miscarriage and now she might now be able to have kids."
“Awh, yeah? How you feeling about that?”
He shrugged his shoulders, “Ion know. It’s fucked up if it’s true. You know how I was about Honey, that was my baby. I can’t even think about her going through that by herself. Then I think about all the time I spent being mad at her and the shit I did, and I feel like shit.”
“You did handle that situation fucked up.” I nodded my head in agreement. I would always be my brother's keeper, right or wrong I had him but that also meant telling him when he was in the wrong. I held him accountable just like he did with me.
“But bitches be lying,” He grumbled looking back out the window.
“Zaylee ain’t bitches though.”
“Imma find out what it is. Gee know a nigga who can hack computers and shit.”
“Nigga why don’t you just ask to see medical records? Instead of invading that girl’s privacy.” I chuckled at Mikael knowing he was going to do what he wanted.
