Page 96 of Between the Sheets

I huff. “Stop calling me that shit. I’m not ya papi. I’m not shit to you, aiight. I mean, damn.”

“Don’t be nasty, papi. Can’t you see how much I want you?”

“Nah, what I see is you actin’ like a fuckin’ nut, yo. What part of Leave. Me. The fuck. Alone. Don’t you get? The leave? The fuck? Or the alone?”

“Fuck me, again,” she says, low and throaty. “Chupar tu pinga para sabe como yo puerbo.” Let me suck your dick so I can see how I taste.

I suck my teeth. “Look, I don’t have time for this shit. Stop fuckin’ calling here.”

“Ay papi. Quiero montar mi choca en tu cara.” I wanna ride ya face with my pussy. “Quiero que me folles tan duro en mi apretado, dulce, cono Latino.” I want you to fuck me so hard in my tight, sweet Latina pussy. “Do you want some of this sweet pussy?”

I sigh. “Yo, what the fuck is wrong with you, huh? If you think talking all that nasty Spanish shit is gonna get a rouse outta me, you dead-ass wrong. The shit is a turn-off, and you fuckin’ starting to piss me off, yo.”

She moans. “Then let me stir your big, chocolate dick inside my mouth. I wanna suck your nut, papi. Let me taste that sweet leche.”

I clench my teeth. “Yo, will you fuckin’ quit this shit. What the fuck you want from me? More dick, is that it?”

“Yes. But I want you. All of you, MarSell. Not just your big hard dick. But your heart, too. Let me love you, papi.”

“Not gonna happen. Next.”

“Then I’ll take that big juicy dick, if that’s all you’re willing to give.”

I stare at the phone, and frown. Is she fuckin’ kidding me?

“Don’t you see, we belong together?”

Fuck outta here. “Nah, ma. The only thing I see is that you belong in a padded muthafuckin’ room somewhere strapped to a gurney. That’s it, period. Now, this is the last time I’ma fuckin’ tell you. Stop. Fuckin’. Calling here. Now beat it, yo.”

“Motherfucker, don’t cross me!” she snaps. “You don’t get to fuck me, then dismiss me. And call me goddamn crazy! I love you, but all you want to do is fuck me over. And hurt me. Don’t—”

“Listen, what the fuck’s it gonna take to get you to disappear, huh? Fifty thou? A hundred? Two hundred? Name ya fuckin’ price and I’ll cut you a check write now.”

“Ohmygod. You really want me out of your life?”

I frown, staring at the phone. What the fuck you think?! Stupid bitch! I restrain from snapping on her ass. Pushing her over the edge is probably not the smartest thing to do. But right now. I don’t. Give. A. Fuck. All I want is for this broad to bounce. Now.

I take a deep breath. “Listen. I don’t wanna hurt your feelings. And I’m not tryna be nasty, but you need to hear me clearly: We’re not. Ever. Gonna be together.”

“Why not?”

I bite into my lip. “You want the truth? Nah, on second thought, I can already tell you can’t handle the truth. But I’ma hit you with it, anyway. I don’t love you. I don’t want you. And I’m not ever leaving my wife. Period.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“Yo, for real for real, I mean every word of it. I want you to stop fuckin’ calling me. Don’t call here. Don’t call the station. Stay the fuck out of my life. And leave my wife alone. Now I’ma ask you again. How much is it gonna cost me to get you to leave us the fuck alone?”

“I’m pregnant with your baby.”

I laugh, ending the call. Fuck outta here! Stupid-ass broad!

This shit is crazy!

I blow out a deep breath, swiveling in my chair. Good pussy or not, this shit isn’t worth the fuck, or the nut!

I hop up and walk around my desk over to the window and stare out.

We shoulda never fucked that dizzy-ass broad. Fuck! We really fucked a muthafuckin’ screw loose outta her ass.

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