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“Is that what you want?”
“Maybe.”
I go silent for a few seconds, try to collect my thoughts and ignore the sarcastic dig.
I take a breath. “I’m not letting another muhfucka keep fuckin’ you unless you wanna keep getting fucked, so we’re not going there. And the only woman I’ma keep fuckin’ is you, for the rest of my life. All that other shit is irrelevant. Neither one of us can help what another muhfucka wants, or desires. It’s what we want that matters. We built this shit, baby. Me and you. What we have is solid. So relax, and stop letting that broad get all up in your head.”
She lifts her wineglass to me. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
My gaze drifts down to her breasts and her already hard nipples. I lick my lips as I imagine sucking them into my mouth. “See you got jokes, right?”
She holds my gaze. “No. I have a headache.”
“C’mere ‘n’ let me take care of it for you.”
She walks off, shaking her ass.
I frown. “Yo, you kidding me, right? Where you going?”
“To go relax,” she says over her shoulder.
“I got something to relax you.”
“No thank you. You stay there. And keep playing with your dick.”
I blink as she disappears.
Oh hell nah. I’m tryna get some pussy tonight. That’s all I’ve been thinking about all day. Fucking. And I’ll be goddamned if I’m about to let this shit with some dizzy-ass, nonfactor broad spiral into some bullshit-ass tiff between Marika and me. Not tonight.
Damn. I fucked up. Muthafuckin’ dick hard! I shoulda just fuckin’ let her vent.
I get up and sulk over toward the bar, pouring myself a shot of 1800 Coleccion, then toss it back. I’ma give her ass a few minutes to chill. I lift the pewter decanter and pour another shot. No way in hell I’m going to bed tonight without some pussy. Fuck that.
“Fuckin’ broads, man,” I mutter, shaking my head. I uncork a bottle of 2008 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti, then grab two wine- glasses and fill the glasses. I glance at my watch and drop my drawz, letting them fall around my ankles.
I step out of them, leaving them in the middle of the floor.
Her two minutes of shittiness is up.
I make my way toward the back of our loft.
And there she is…
Looking sexy as fuck, submerged in our huge, sunken whirlpool tub.
Candles lit, the sounds of George Tandy Jr. playing through the speakers, Marika’s head is back on the neck rest.
Steam billows around her as she sways to the rhythm and her legs fall open. Her eyes slide shut.
I swallow hard, but keep my mouth shut as I watch her juicy titties bobbing in the water, and her thick chocolate-colored nipples puckering just above the suds. Marika’s breathing hitches when the water laps at them. I lick my lips. And stand in awe, leaning up against the doorframe, eyes smoldering, holding our wineglasses.
I imagine how slick her pussy must already be as her hand reaches between her legs and she strokes herself.
Fuck.
Chest heaving, dick now pointing straight out, rock-solid, copper-hard, my heavy gaze drifts up and down the bathtub as I watch Marika edge herself to an orgasm.
Yeah, that’s right, baby. Get that pussy ready for me.
