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She shakes her head. “You were a sneaky, vindictive little bitch growing up, and you’re sneaky and vindictive now. You’re full of hate. That’s what I know.”
“Mother…get out!” I yell, jumping up from my seat. I storm over to the door, swinging it open. “Get out of my goddamn house, now!”
She stands up, slipping back into her heels, then grabbing her handbag. “Oh, I’ll get out, but know this. Just like you went out and fucked Porsha’s boyfriend and his cousin then got your little nasty ass pregnant, I know in my gut it was you who fucked all those boys out in the woods, then told them your name was Paris. It was because of you and your whorish-ass ways that the kids were whispering and calling Paris a whore and slut behind her back; a reputation that rightfully belonged to you. You fucked those boys. You let them run their dicks all up in you every-which-a-way. And you sat back and let your sister deal with the backlash. And, still, she forgave you. Because you’re her sister and she loves you. But the shit you’ve done to them is despicable. If I were them, I wouldn’t want anything to do with you.”
I swallow, hard. She’s bringing up my past, snatching my skeletons from out of their hiding place and throwing their bones back in my face. I have no words other than, “Get the fuck out of my house!”
“I’m leaving, but make no mistake. If you ever jump up like you’re ready to fight, I’m going to forget that I gave birth to you and I’m gonna give you a good old-fashioned, Newark beatdown.”
I stare at her as she walks by me. “I fucking hate you.” The words come out in a low mumble, but audible enough for her to hear.
Slap!
I blink.
Slap!
“I know you hate me. And I don’t give a fuck if you ever open your mouth to say another word to me. Because the truth is, I don’t like you, either. And I never have. I love you because you’re my child, but bitch, I’ll beat you into the fucking ground if you ever talk to me like that again.”
I’m literally paralyzed by shock. My ears ring, and I’m seeing stars. This woman has slapped me and admitted she doesn’t like me! I am done!
Pain
CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
It’s nine o’clock at night.
Royce’s fingers dig into my hips as he thrusts in me; his humongous Mandingo cock piercing me to the seams, stretching my pussy beyond capacity. A sweet, delicious pain sweeps through my body like a wildfire. A moa
n bursts from my throat. “Ohhhhhhhgod…this dick is so good…”
“Yeah, ma…this good dick is all yours…”
“You like fucking this pussy?”
“Aaaah, shit yeah…I love fuckin’ this wet-ass pussy…” He pushes my legs up over my head, watches as his dick slides in and out of me. He pulls it out to the head, slowly stirs the opening of my slit. “Slap that clit for me…”
I smack and pop my clit. My cunt drools and nips at the head of his cock, like a hungry mouth as he teases me with it. He pulls it all the way out, then slams it back in. picking up his pace. I lift my hips; welcome him deep. The pressure of his dick pounds my G-spot, vibrating through my clit. My body is flush, my chest heaving. I pinch my tight nipples. Royce’s relentless thrusting causes a ball of intense fire to erupt around the opening of my pussy. I moan, digging my nails into his flesh.
He moans. “Aaaah, shit you got some hot pussy…”
“Oh, yes…fuck me, little daddy…beat my pussy up…aaaaahhhh…”
He rolls over onto his back, rolling me on top of him. His dick still stuffed deep inside of me. “I want you to ride this big dick,” he tells me, squeezing a big chunk of my ass, then slapping it. “Cum all over it.”
I reach in back of me, grab at his balls as I ride him. My ass going up and down, it doesn’t take long before I feel a burning sensation ripping through my loins and I’m coming, long and hard.
Royce has become a regular in my bed. A three times a week fuck; sometimes four.
“Uhhhhhh…oooh…this big-ass, motherfucking dick…make my pussy so hot…slap my titties, motherfucker.” It is his cue. I want it rough. He slaps each one, striking my nipples. I grunt, galloping up and down the length of his shaft. I slap his face. He slaps me back.
“Yeah, ride this dick, bitch…”
“Who’s bitch am I?” I ask, pinching his nipples. He moans. Juts his hips upward, stabbing into me. I match him thrust for thrust.
“Mine,” he says in a throaty whisper.
“Choke me then, nigga.”
