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I knew her neck was one of her spots, so I didn’t go too crazy with the kisses. I wasn’t trying to start anything up, causing us to miss the show. Deja did turn around in my arms though, so she could face me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, while mine went for her ass. She jumped up on me like she liked to do, and we went at it with a passionate kiss. My dick was rock hard during the kiss. I had to put her ass down, so I could get in the shower.

“What? You scared?” she asked me. I looked at her like she was crazy and laughed.

“I’m sparing your ass and you know that. Since when I ever been scared of getting that pussy?” I asked her.

She chuckled because she knew it was true. I left her right there, and walked over to the shower, prepared to turn it on.

Lowkey, I was looking forward to tonight. I haven’t gone out with my little brother in a long time. I would have my girl with me, and I knew that Lyric and Demarco together was going to be a shit show. I could use humor tonight.

A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER

“Nigga, do you have to slam on the brakes like that every time we approach a red light?” Lyric snapped at my brother.

She was sitting in the passenger seat, while Demarco was driving. Me and Deja were in the back. One would think that I would sit up front with my brother, while the women sat in the back, but Deja just spent the last four days away from me, so she wasn’t trying to be too far away, even if I was just a row ahead of her. She wanted to be in my skin tonight, and I wasn’t tripping about it.

“Man, I been driving long before you. I know what the fuck I’m doing. I didn’t expect the car in front of me not to take the light, so that’s the only reason I slammed on the brakes. You act like a nigga continuously doing it,” Demarco snapped back at Lyric.

You would think that the two of them were an old, married couple because of the way they were going at it. See, I know my brother though. I think his ass was crushing, and that’s why he kept fuckin with Lyric. He specifically told me to tell Deja that it was Lyric he wanted to come out with us tonight, only to get her here, and fuck with her the entire night.

“You just slammed on the brakes at the last light!” she hissed, which only made him laugh.

“Who the fuck you supposed to be? Traffic control? Man, sit your ass back and enjoy the ride,” he said, and Lyric waved him off, pulled her phone out, and allowed that to take up her focus.

The light turned green eventually, and Demarco took off. My brother pushed a Grand Cherokee Trackhawk. Well, it was one of the cars he owned. He brought it out tonight. This truck was beautiful. It had seven hundred horsepower stuffed inside this jeep, and the second you put your foot on the gas, it took off.

I loved cars just as much as all my brothers, even though I only had one whip. I was the only brother that didn’t have multiple whips. I always told myself that once I got a house, with a fat ass driveway, then I would purchase other cars. With me living in a penthouse, parking my car in a parking garage, I just didn’t see the purpose of storing multiple cars there.

During the ride, Deja was quiet. When Demarco and Lyric pulled up at the crib, coming inside, we did some pre-gaming. Deja was three shots in, and that’s why she was quiet. My baby was a lightweight when it came to liquor.

Even though she was quiet, she was back here, sitting close as hell to me, with her hand underneath the dark khaki button-down top I had on from the brand Marni. She was raking her hand up and down my abs, in her own little world. The shit she was doing felt good as hell. Wanting to take things up a notch, I reached down, going for her neck, wrapping my hand around her throat. I didn’t add pressure though.

She leaned up, while I went down, and it didn’t take long for her to capture my tongue in her mouth, and she started slowly sucking on it.

“Ay, cut that shit out back there!” my brother talked shit from the driver’s seat, but neither one of us paid his ass any mind.

I was trying to be mindful of the little ass skirt that Deja was wearing, and not have her ass exposed, but the kiss got so good, that I removed my hand from her throat, went for her hips, picking her up, and sitting her down in my lap. The kiss never stopped. In fact, the passion behind the kiss only increased.

The car was dark, so I was able to raise her skirt, and feel all over her ass. She wore a lace material thong, so it gave me all the access to feel around her ass. My dick started rising in my jeans, and Deja felt it, grinding her pussy on top of it. She broke the kiss and put her lips to my ear. Her nasty ass sucked on my earlobe, kissed it, and prepared herself to tell me something.

“I want to get fucked so bad,” she breathed heavy in my ear as she told me this.

“Ride this shit then,” I was on the same timing as she was.

Deja pulled her head away from my neck, and she looked at me as if she was considering doing it.

She turned her head, so she could look in the front seat. Lyric and my brother were back to talking shit to each other, so they really weren’t paying what we were doing any attention. We were sitting at a red light now, so the reflection of the light shined through the car, giving me the perfect view of Deja.

She looked so fuckin beautiful tonight. The top was a fitted, long sleeve body suit. It was transparent, so you could see her pretty titties sitting up perfectly underneath. Patches were on her nipples, so they weren’t exposed. Because the body suit was fitted, you got to see just how tiny her waist was and really appreciate that shit. The skirt she wore was black, and short as hell, showing off her toned legs and thighs. I fucked with the metallic silver knee- high boots she had on too.

She was dripping in diamonds too. She was fuckin the jewelry man, so it was only right that she had diamonds on her body like this. I surprised her with stuff yesterday and she was wearing the stuff. I surprised her with a slim, flooded Cuban link chain yesterday and that’s what she had around her neck tonight. Shit looked beautiful on her too. Her wrist looked crazy tonight. Diamond bracelets were stacked with the iced out 28mm Lady- Datejust Rolex that I gave her yesterday too. Big ass diamonds in her ear too.

Her makeup was flawlessly done, and because she’s never played when it came to her hair, I fucked with the big, bouncy curls she added in back at the house.

Deja weighed out her options and then leaned back in for another kiss. During the kiss, she fiddled with my belt, and slowly pulled out a hard dick, that I could tell she was desperate to bounce on.

“Lyric?” she called out her girl’s name, keeping her head right in front of mine.

“Hmm?” Lyric answered.