Jaz



*Earlier*

I kept a frown on my face as I dabbed my beauty blender over the bruises on my neck that Theodore caused. I don't know who the hell he thinks he is choking me over Lindsey and Milan's bitch asses but he's sadly mistaken. Who's he to get upset with me because Lindsey doesn't know how to control herself? She's 30 years old and still acting like a teenager with the way she's treating me. I refuse to respect her if she can't respect me. Period. And that Milan broad is completely out of line. I don't know if she's dumb or crazy but I'm sure she knows the feelings I have for Theodore, that's why I don't understand why she makes it her mission to be around him when it's just Theodore and I.

I have half a mind to just leave Theodore and walk away from him for good but I have too many ties with him. I'd feel horrible just leaving Princess with him and that's my baby. I can't just leave her because of her dumb ass Father. It's not Princess' fault she has dumb ass parents. But part of me wants to stay because I see something in Theodore. I know he can change his ways and love me the same way I love him but this little girlfriend he has is brainwashing him. I don't know what she's telling him, but here lately, it feels like Theodore and I are drifting further and further apart. And it seems like the more I try to better our relationship, the more he wants to leave me alone.

Once I finished my makeup, I got dressed and walked out of my room. I needed to get out of the house today, just to get some time for myself so I can think everything through and get my mind right. I was on my way out of the condo when Theodore stopped me as he held his suitcase in his hands.

"What?" I sighed.

"This is just a heads up, Princess and I are going out of town to handle some business. We'll be back soon."

I scrunched up my face. "It's Saturday, Theodore. Doesn't she have school on Monday?

"Yeah and I'll make sure my baby's back in school on Monday morning. Look, what Princess has going on really isn't your concern. I was just letting you know so you wouldn't be thrown off guard when you come back to an empty condo. That's all."

"And I appreciate your generosity but I was just curious about what you planned on doing with her."

"With who?" I turned around to Princess who was pulling her Minnie Mouse suitcase up to the front with Theodore. She stopped her suitcase in front of Theodore's and turned to me. "I'm gonna miss you Auntie Jaz."

I smiled as I bent down to her and pulled her into a hug. "I'm gonna miss you too baby." I can't stand Theodore most of the time but I can never seem to be mad at Princess. Even though she's just like him in every way possible, something about her big smile, her thick curly hair and the way her eyes light up whenever she sees Theodore just make me so happy. "But I'll be right here when you guys get back and you can tell me all about your trip. Where are you guys going?"

Princess smiled. "It's business so I can't say."

I shook my head. She's been around Theodore and King way too much. "Well, where ever you're going, be safe and have fun. Okay?"

She nodded her head. "I always have fun with Daddy. He said we're going swimming in Grandpa King's new pool today!"

I smirked. "So you're going to California?" I asked since she basically told me.

Princess quickly shook her head. "It's business, remember?"

Theodore laughed as he wrapped his arms around Princess, who had no idea she told me where they were going. "We gon' work on her keeping secrets but we're going to handle some business in California and we'll be back tomorrow afternoon."

I nodded my head and stood up straight. "Alright. I'll see y'all later."

Princess hugged and kissed me before she and Theodore left the condo. Theodore didn't say anything to me, he just mugged me as he watched Princess tell me goodbye. I wonder how long he's going to stay mad about those two basic bitches he keeps trying to protect. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the condo, somewhat happy to be alone this weekend. I need some time away from Theodore and all of his foolishness. If I didn't know any better, I would've thought he was putting me through hell just for the thrill of it. But regardless of him and his bullshit, I can do what I want this weekend. I can invite my little boo over since I'll be alone.

I stepped on to the empty elevator and pulled out my phone so I could text Adonis about coming over tonight, even though I'm sure he'll be more than willing to come see me. Adonis and I aren't in a relationship because I'm trying to make things work with Theodore while he's trying to make things work with his baby mama, LaKeisha. We're just two really good friends sleeping together and chilling. I guess it's a relationship, just without the title.

Jaz: I'm all alone tonight. I'll leave the door unlocked for you. ;)

I shoved my phone into my pocket without even waiting on a response since I knew what his response would be. I just stood back against the wall of the elevator as they opened up on the floor beneath mine. The frown on my face turned into a full on smile once I saw Cashmere step on to the elevator. He must have been with Lindsey since he was coming off of her floor. He stood on one side of the elevator, pretending as if he didn't see me, so I stopped the elevator and walked right up to him.

"I guess you don't know nobody no more, huh?" I asked him.

"I don't fuck with you and you know why."

I smirked, lifting his head up so he was looking me in the face. "Why? Is it because of that broad you're still going back to every night? You know she don't mean shit and based on the way she reacted when she caught us, she obviously isn't doing everything she can to please you."

Cash sighed, pushing me away from him. "Damn. That was a couple years ago, why you still hung up on that shit? You said you was done with it and I'm over it, even though you took advantage of me."

I laughed. "I took advantage of your fat ass? Nah, you let me go down on you."

I'll admit, Cashmere and I were a little fucked up three years ago at his birthday party but he still let me give him head. Cash and I both had too much to drink and ended up getting caught up since I was in my feelings about Theodore not wanting me. He was pissed off about something that went down with him and Lindsey so I took him to the back of the club we were in and gave him sloppy toppy. Everything would've went perfectly too if Lindsey hadn't caught us right in the middle.

That's why that broad and I don't get along. It's not because we don't like each other because of some shit that happened back in California, she's upset that she caught me with the man she thought was going to be faithful to her. I can't respect a bitch that takes a nigga back every time he cheats on her, and each time he cheats, the bitch he cheats with is getting closer and closer to home. She's a dumb ass for constantly going back to him but part of me understands why. Cashmere has a huge dick.

And if I could right now, I'd probably go down on him again or take it a step further just to get under her skin. I can't stand that broad and I can't stand the way Theodore always protects her grown ass. To this day, he doesn't know what happened between Cashmere and I. I guess Lindsey just didn't tell him so Cashmere and I shut out mouths too. That was one of the last times I saw Cashmere though. Since then, he's kept his distance from me but it's hard for Lindsey to distance herself from me since I'm living with her brother.

"I was drunk and stumbling all over the place. I even threw up in the middle of you giving me dome and you just kept sucking me up. You a nasty ass bitch."

I smirked. "But you still let me give you head."

"I didn't let you do shit. You took advantage of me," he said as he walked over to the other side of the elevator and pressed the button for the elevator to start back up since I stopped it. "I kept my distance from you for three years so I'd like it to remain that way. Don't talk to me, don't come around me, don't even look at me 'cause I don't want shit to do with your ass. Just leave me and Lindsey alone, 'cause if I hear about you bothering her again, I'mma flame yo shit up bitch and that's on my mama."

I laughed. "I'll be waiting on that ass kicking Cashmere," I said as I walked off of the elevator.

Theodore III

Princess held on to my hand as King walked us through his backyard that he had just gotten remodeled. He installed a new swimming pool and got the basketball court to look more modern.

"I mean, I just dropped a few hundred thousand to get this shit done but I just want to make my family happy," King said as he looked down at Princess, who had a smile the entire time we toured the backyard. As soon as we got here, she changed into her swimsuit, inflated her floaties and wore them on her arms and had her swim cap over her hair. "You ready to get in the pool Princess?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Can my Daddy get in with me?"

King smiled. "Of course. We don't want you drowning."

I stripped down to my basketball shorts and got in the pool with Princess since she wanted me to. She was off swimming on the other end of the pool, playing with the toys King bought her while King and I stayed on the other end since we had to talk business. King sat on the edge of the pool with his arms folded.

"You know it's been five years since that nigga started his bid," he said as he watched Princess at the other end of the pool. "And you know how fucked up the prison system is. They keep niggas locked up for petty shit but having cocaine on you I guess isn't a big deal no more. The system is so fucked up that they're letting him out early."

I sighed. "You can't be serious. Based off of what your connect said about the way he was acting, I didn't think he'd be coming out in six years."

"Yeah well his lawyer spoke some nonsense to him about possibly getting his sentence raised if he kept acting the way he was. It's bull shit."

"That nigga needs to be in prison longer."

"I know but it ain't shit we can do about it now. You got everything prepared? Because you know when he gets out, he's going to retaliate. I just wanna make sure you're prepared for when he comes back."

I nodded my head. "I am. I'm more than prepared. I got money set aside in case my family needs to get out of here and I got the house in Jersey ready. It's all paid off and it's completely furnished for them if shit gets too bad."

"Good. How much you got aside in case they need to leave?"

"I got five hundred thousand stashed at Lindsey's house. She knows what to do if I call her telling her to get out of town. She's just gonna leave with Daniel and Princess and go up to Jersey without saying shit to anybody. When she gets there, it's more money stashed away in the basement and she knows the codes to the safes and the passwords to my bank accounts if some shit goes down and they need to get out of the country."

"What about the rest of your family?"

"LaKeisha will take her son up to Jersey 'cause Adonis already told her what to do. My Pops knows the drill too, and I'm sure he'll tell Milan when the time comes. Financially, they got it covered to get to Jersey with Lindsey and the kids. As for my Mama and Jayvion, they got it covered financially and will move out to Jersey in a moments notice. I'm sure you and Isaiah gon' know the drill and probably gon' know if some shit is going down if I do, but I'mma need you to back away. I don't want you getting hurt or Mama will kill me so you need to head up to Jersey too."

King scrunched up his face. "Go into hiding like a bitch when my family needs protection? Hell no. I'm gonna stick around and help."

"King, you're 80 years old. You should be glad you ain't on medicine and ain't sick like the rest of your peers. Enjoy the life you're living and go up to Jersey to protect your family there. We need somebody to protect the women and children."

"What about you, Donny and Isaiah's protection?"

"We got it from you and Marlon. Y'all been teaching us about this shit for years so we know what to do. We got our families protected and our businesses are protected too. All that's left is to protect ourselves and I know the three of us don't have an issue doing that."

King sighed. "I know y'all can protect yourselves. I just don't want shit to get out of hand and innocent people start losing their lives."

"That ain't gonna happen."

"I hope not but you, Isaiah and Donny need to come up with some type of plan once that nigga gets out. He'll be gunning for you so the moment he gets to Atlanta, I want you to dead him. I don't really give a fuck how you do it, they nigga can't be trusted. He spent five years locked up over some shit you did to him so he's just been brewing and now he's ready. You better watch your back kid."

"Oh, I always do."

"Good. So in lighter news, what'chu been up to out there? Still fucking them stripper chicks?"

I chuckled. "Nah."

"Oh so things must be going good with Milan, huh?"

I smiled. "Yeah, well as good as they can be. I mean, we can't do nothing since she's still married to my Dad but I'm really feeling her Grandpa. I love her a lot."

He scrunched up his face. "I told yo young ass not to go catching feelings for that girl and now you all sprung like a little bitch. You were just supposed to keep her interested and fuck her periodically just to make Teddy's fuck boy ass upset. You weren't supposed to keep a relationship going with her but you definitely weren't supposed to fall in love with her. Love is for bitches."

I frowned. "So you didn't love Grandma then?"

"I did and I still do but we had a different kind of love. Honestly, you just lust after that broad since she's older and is probably like a Mother to you. She be buying you shit and taking you out to expensive places?"

I sighed, looking down at the clear water. "Yeah."

"My point exactly. She's treating you as if you're her child and since my damn daughter didn't do anything to raise you, you're falling for the first chick that protects you and cares for you like a Mother. And do you buy her shit?"

"Yeah."

"Expensive shit?"

"Yes," I replied, making him shake his head.

"You dumb fuck!" he yelled, pushing me. "You ain't supposed to be buying her shit. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I love her Grandpa!"

He mushed me in the head. "You can't love your Dad's wife, idiot. You shouldn't have even kept this little thing with her going this long. I should've known better though. Weak niggas always catch feelings as soon as they get some good cat. You're weak kid."

"I'm not weak. I just can't help who I fall in love with."

"You sound like a bitch."

I shrugged my shoulders. "I guess I'm a bitch then but I love Milan, a lot. She might have some Motherly tendencies but they're not the reason why I'm in love with her. She treats me good, better than any other female has ever treated me. She's patient with me and she's always understanding."

"But she's your Dad's wife," he reiterated.

"I understand that."

"Clearly you don't," he sighed. "However you might be feeling towards her, you need to break it off. Shit already has gone too far and a bitch is the last thing you need to be worried about. You need to be focused on that nigga taking your empire because he's coming with a vengeance. And when it's all said and done, Milan isn't leaving your Dad for you because if she was, y'all wouldn't still be sleeping together after five years. She makes enough money to leave him but she doesn't because she's in love with him. She doesn't love you and she isn't in love with you, or she would've left him for you nigga. You need to get your head out of the gutter, leave that broad alone and focus on what's most important because you can get p*ssy anywhere. Do you understand me?"

I nodded my head. "Yes."

Later that evening, I left Princess with King while I went to pay Kennedy and Miss. Alicia a visit. What Daniel said about Kennedy the other night left a bad taste in my mouth so I needed to get over here and see how they were doing before Aubrey got out of prison and never let me around them again.

The door swung open, revealing a much older Kennedy. I expected her to look older since she's 13 but not this grown. Her dark hair was still in it's natural state paste her shoulders, which reminded me of the old Kennedy but this new Kennedy was wearing makeup. She had her eyebrows done, had that shit girls wear around their eyes that make it look like wings and she was wearing lipstick. But my eyes roamed down to the shirt she was wearing that didn't cover up her stomach. She had her belly hanging out but I almost shit my pants when I saw the tattoo on her right arm. Damn. Does Miss. Alicia have any control over her children?

"Theodore?" she smiled.

"Uh hey Kennedy."

She immediately pulled me into a tight hug, never letting go of me. "I haven't see you since you left five years ago! I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

I smirked. "I told you I was coming back. I just had some shit to do down in Georgia but I'm back now."

She looked up at me. "For how long?"

"Just for today. I'm leaving town tomorrow."

"Oh," she sighed. "I thought you were coming back permanently."

"Nah, my life is in Georgia now. You know, you can always visit me if you want. You just gotta tell me when."

"You know I can't. Aubrey's getting out next week and he wouldn't want me to see you. He wouldn't even want me talking to you right now. Actually, I shouldn't be talking to you. Bye Theodore."

Kennedy was closing the door on me but I put my foot in the way, stopping her. I pushed the door open and walked into the house. "I don't give a damn about Aubrey not wanting me to talk to you. I've known you since you before you could even talk so you're like a little sister to me. I can talk to you when I wanna talk to you. You don't call me or text me no more so I had to drop by since I heard some shit about you."

She folded her arms across her chest. "I'm sure it's all lies. Who told you something about me?"

"I heard you been talking to like ten dudes at one time."

She rolled her eyes. "First of all, you can tell Daniel to stop running his mouth to you. And second of all, I'm not talking to ten guys at one time. Daniel has just been spreading that lie."

"A'ight," I nodded my head. "So let's say that's not true, how many guys you talking to?"

"Just like two. Daniel's just being extra, that's why he said ten. I'm not some kind of hoe."

"I know you aren't and that's why I came here. I just wanted to get somethings cleared between the two of us. So when did you get a tattoo and does Aubrey know about it?"

She sighed. "Of course he doesn't know and I got it a few months ago."

"Does Miss. Alicia know?"

"No. She's barely around to notice anything so she doesn't know. Me and you are the only ones that know."

"You're 13, how'd you get a tattoo?"

"I have a friend who's cousin owns a tattoo place. He hooked me up. Why is it something wrong with my tattoo but you're covered in them?"

"I never said it was anything wrong with yours, I just don't know why you marking up your body when you're so young and hiding it from your Mama at that. But I won't judge you. I started getting tattoo's young but not as young as you. Just don't over do it. A'ight?"

She sighed. "Okay. I won't."

"You gotta boyfriend?"

She smiled. "No. Why? You wanna be my boyfriend finally?"

I couldn't help but laugh at her comment. Even after five years, she still likes me. "I just wanted to know so I could meet the nigga you talking to see if I approve of him or not. But you still got that little crush on me? I'm surprised."

Kennedy walked up to me and placed her hands on the top of my jeans, pulling at my belt buckle. The look on her face was telling me that she meant something more than the innocent act she was keeping up. "Why? And it's not some crush Theodore. You know I really like you."

Damn. All these girls after me but Kennedy is where I draw the line. I pushed her off of me and backed up. "Man, you trippin' Kennedy. Don't be doing that shit to me 'cause I could go to jail. I'm 23 years old and you're only 13. You're a little girl."

She shrugged her shoulders. "But I really like you Theodore. A lot."

"I'm sure you do but you can't be doing that shit. I'm a grown ass man with a baby. I'm not somebody you wanna be fucking with so I suggest you stick to boys your age," I said as I walked back up to the front door. "Look, I'mma head out. I got the same number so call me if you need something."

She sighed. "Okay. Bye."

I quickly walked out of the house, feeling weird about myself. Did Kennedy really just try to push up on me?

Lindsey



Although Milan and Danity were having fun tonight, I couldn't find any enjoyment being out at the club tonight. My mind was stuck on Cashmere and it didn't help that he was watching me the entire night. Out of all the decent clubs in Atlanta, they just had to pick one that Theodore owns. Cashmere works at the club for Theodore's security reasons so I was damned the moment Danity pulled up at the club.

Goldie, one of the nice strippers at the club, walked up to us with a large pink bottle of Ace of Spades in her hand, along with a rose and three shot glasses in the other. "This is for you lovely ladies." She sat the bottle and glasses down on the table in front of us. "This was sent over from a gentlemen down at the bar," she said as she turned to me, handing me the rose. "And for you Lindsey, he said to have a good night."

I slightly sighed, knowing it was Cashmere who just dropped three bands on this champagne. I looked down at Cashmere, who stood at the bar, looking our way with a smile on his face. I rolled my eyes as I turned back to Goldie. "Tell him a rose and expensive champagne aren't enough. Take it back."

"What the hell," Danity mumbled.

Goldie scrunched up her face. "Um, are you sure Lindsey?"

"Yes. Take it all back."

I handed her the rose out of my hand, she grabbed the bottle and the glasses before walking back downstairs. I knew Cash would be disappointed so I didn't bother looking his way. I just kept my attention on the drinks sitting in front of us.

"I say you should've kept that shit," Danity added her two cents.

"I don't think so," Milan said as she sipped her Patron. "If she's trying to put her foot down, she needs to hit him where it hurts and that's the pockets. He paid for that expensive ass champagne and now he has nothing to show for it."

Danity rolled her eyes. "And I would've drank that shit too. That kind of shit is too expensive and too good to pass up, even if it is from fat ass Pleather."

"You ain't right for that," Milan laughed.

"I agree but I'm tired of his shit," I told her. "Cash has treated me like shit for too long and I'm tired of taking his slack. If he can't shape up, he's gotta go."

"And that's how you do it!" Milan exclaimed as she gave me a high five. She turned to Danity. "See, that's what you need to be doing. Instead of lusting after every fine nigga you see, you need to stand your ground."

Danity rolled her eyes. "Do you stand your ground with your nigga? Because I heard that nigga was never around. I bet he's out fucking his ex wife!"

"You motor-mouth bitch!" Milan exclaimed.

I scrunched up my face. "My Dad's not around? What the hell is going on Milan?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I haven't seen him in two weeks and he's called me twice in the two weeks. He's always out handling business, whatever the hell that means."

"You know he's here in Atlanta, right?"

"Yeah, I know but that doesn't mean shit to him. He doesn't come home at night and he doesn't talk to me at all. I can't stand Danity but I don't think she's lying. What if he is sleeping with some other woman?"

"He's not," I replied. "He's definitely not sleeping with my Mama. Their relationship is over and it's been over for awhile. She's engaged to Jayvion now so I highly doubt she's even thinking about my Dad."

"Yeah, but is he thinking about her? I mean, I can't help but think he's out in California sleeping with her while I'm stuck at home."

"They're not sleeping together," I reiterated. "Trust me, I'd know if they were messing around with each other and they're not. My Mama was serious this time about leaving my Dad alone and she has. Just like you're tired of his shit, so is she. She's fed up with his shit and finally found a good man that doesn't treat her how he treats her. I love my Dad but he's an asshole when it comes to treating women right."

Danity smirked. "But he's fine as hell so it makes up for it. I just love a man that knows how to dress well."

"Maybe that's what it is," Milan quizzed. "Maybe his tight ass suits are cutting off circulation to his brain, making him be a damn fool."

I laughed. "I wouldn't doubt it!"

My laughter was cut short when I saw Goldie walking back up the steps of V.I.P with the bottle of Ace of Spades in her hand, the rose and the shot glasses. "I'm sorry to bug you ladies but Cashmere insisted that you have a good time tonight Lindsey and that you won't be able to do it without getting a little tipsy on his tab. And he said he's not taking no for an answer."

I rolled my eyes and looked down at Cashmere who had a smile on his face. He was just sitting at the bar watching me like he had been doing all night. "Thanks Goldie," I said standing up. "I'll be back y'all." I walked around Goldie, who looked confused, but I made my way downstairs so I could talk to Cash about bringing these damn bottles up here. I don't appreciate him trying to buy my love. I just want him to be faithful, loyal and honest. Love comes with all three of those things.

Cash kept his eyes on me as I walked right up to him. "I was wonderin' when you'd come down here to see me. You ain't spoke to me all night."

"And that's for a reason. I didn't come down here to play with you. I want you to leave me and my girls the hell alone."

"You don't appreciate my kind gesture?" he smirked. "I thought you would've liked the champagne, especially since it was coming from me."

"No I don't."

"Damn. You want something else then?"

"No."

"No dick?"

"No."

"No lick lick?" He smirked as he stuck his tongue out.

I smiled as I sat in the seat beside him. "As nice as that sounds, I'm gonna have to turn you down." What the hell do I look like turning down head? I really needed it from Cash since he knows just what I like but I need to put my foot down. Cash can't get his way with me.

Within one swift motion, Cash grabbed a hold of me and placed me on top of his lap. "Damn, man. You're having fun playing a nigga, ain't you?"

"I sure am," I laughed, grabbing his drink out of his hand and taking a sip. "You fucked up Cash and now you gotta deal with the consequences but I'll make you a deal so we can both be satisfied."

"What's up?"

Cash is over a lot but doesn't stay the night as often, so maybe with him being over more often, that'll cut down on the possibility of him cheating again. "I want you to start staying the night with me and Daniel and in exchange, we have sex when I want to have sex."

"Hell yeah, I'm down. When do you want me home?"

"Tonight and every single night afterwards."

"A'ight I can do it for you."

I climbed off of his lap and straightened out my dress. "Good, so I'll see you tonight and you better not be late either." I turned to walk away but Cash grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to him. "What?" I groaned.

Cash cupped my face and kissed my lips. "A'ight you can go now."

I frowned, wiping my lips. "Don't be kissing all over me like we're together Cashmere."

I rolled my eyes and walked away from him and back upstairs to V.I.P. The girls and I ended up spending the next few hours in V.I.P laughing and talking about the no good niggas we were with but all of that came to a close when we left the club and each went our separate ways. Danity went back to her empty house, Milan went back to her empty house and I went back to mine. Reality had set in, revealing that no matter how hard we stunted at the club every night, we were all lonely and miserable in our relationships.

By the time I got back to my condo, Daniel was already fast asleep in his room so I walked down the hall to my empty bedroom and stepped inside. Feeling worse than I had before we went to the club, I stripped out of my clothes, leaving me in a bra and panties. I felt vulnerable to the shit Cash was doing to me. Not only did I feel vulnerable but I felt worthless. How come I can't find a man that isn't lying, cheating or doing some other sneaky shit? I sighed, letting the tears fall down my face. It's like no matter what I do, I always seem to fall for the same wack ass niggas.

My body relaxed against his soft touch once I felt him come up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin in the crook of my neck. "I told you I'd be here tonight baby. I know you tired of hearing me say it 'cause I'm tired of saying it but I'm sorry. I don't want you to cry over some more of my dumb shit." Cash bent down and swooped me up in his arms bridal style and carried me over to my bed. He placed me in my bed before stripping down to his boxers and sliding in next to me.

But Cash didn't stay beside me for long. He was down below me with my legs up to my chest and his lips up to my lower set of lips. Cash's tongue flicked over my swollen pearl that had been craving him since our last quickie the other morning up against my door. My hands were groping the sheets the harder he sucked on my pearl but I started bucking my hips against his face when he inserted a finger into me.

"Damn Cash," I moaned, grinding my hips against his lips.

While he kept one hand pumping in and out of me with a quickness, he used his other to thumb over my nipple. Just the feel and caress of Cashmere being gentle with me had me feeling good. It had me feeling a whole lot better than I had. I haven't been this intimate with Cash lately, only quickies and rough sex, but nothing this meaningful so it didn't surprise me when I was about to cum so fast.

I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him closer to me as I felt myself about to release. "Mmmmm Cashmere, go deeper," I moaned.

Instead of him going deeper, he added another finger to the two fingers that were already in me and sped up his pace as he continued to suck on my pearl. "I know you like that shit baby girl." Just the sound of his deep, husky voice radiating off of my lower lips was enough to make me cum all in his mouth but I held him down so he could continue while I was on this wave of ecstasy. I continued to grind my hips against his moist lips as he licked me clean.

Cashmere made a trail of kisses up my stomach, over my breasts where he sucked and played with my nipples until they were hard but he continued past my neck and jawline until he got to my lips. I willingly took his lips into mine as my hands struggled to pull down his boxers. I managed to get them down his legs and Cash didn't hesitate to slam right into me, hitting me right in the spots I was sore in from our last session.

"Shit Cash!"

He flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees while he hit it from the back. No words were exchanged, only our grunts and moans and the sound of our skin slapping together vigorously. He kept a firm grip of my waist and just gave it all to me. "You love me Lindsey?" he asked, still continuing at his speed but I didn't respond.

Did I love Cash?

Before I could even open my mouth, he grabbed my hair and pulled me back as he sped up his pace. "I said, do you love me Lindsey?" he asked again as he continued to thrust into me at top speed. His strokes were hard and rough and enough to make me collapse on the bed but that didn't stop him. He flipped me over so I was on my back with my legs over his shoulders as he continued at his top notch speed. The only difference now was that he removed his hands from on my waist and slid them around my neck. "Answer my fuckin' question," he demanded, tightening his grip on my neck.

I opened my mouth but all that escaped was moans. Cash was hitting it so good that I couldn't even talk. I didn't even know what to say so I just laid there with my mouth and my eyes wide open as he shot his warm load into me but that didn't slow him down. Cash continued belting inside of me, still with his huge hands around my neck. If Cash wasn't the sweet guy I knew he was, he probably would've choked me for never answering him. All he did was put more of himself into fucking me.

By the time we were finished, Cash was balls deep inside of me nutting again and again and again while I did the same thing with him. I pushed him off of me and climbed out of bed so I could get cleaned up. I pulled my robe over my shoulders and walked down the hall to the bathroom, still upset. I'm not even gonna lie, the sex was good but the sex doesn't help all of the problems we have.

I flipped on the lights in the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I had love marks from Cash all down my chest and stomach but the light bruises on my neck are what stood out to me the most. The bruises were a first so I shrugged it off, got cleaned up and walked back into my room with Cash. He laid on one side of the bed and I laid on the other with my back to him all night. The two of us went to bed without saying a word to each other and I think that was best.

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