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Lovin' a Gangsta Ain't Easy: Jacinda & Mikah's Love Story https://www.amazon.com/dp/B071KM2NDN/ref=cm_sw_r_other_apa_VRnwzbT485QGS

If Fucking You Is Wrong: When The Wife Is The Other Woman

     It turns me on the way that her body trembles and shivers when he is sucking, licking, and kissing on the treasure chest between her smooth chocolate thighs. He  uses both hands to grab a handful of booty and shove her pussy harder into his face. I can tell that he enjoyed pleasing and satisfying the young gorgeous woman. I would too as she was young, ripe, vibrant, fresh, and hadn't been around the block. My pussy was moistening up my lace boy shorts just watching the way her sexy ass body moved.

     I always watch secretly, quietly, and from a distance. I wanna touch myself but I'm afraid I will enjoy it too much and moan out loud, revealing my voyeuristic act. Either way I wouldn't really care because this man and this woman that I was watching was my husband and our babysitter. Of course they have no idea that I know about their affair, let alone that I watch them fuck every chance that they get. I wouldn't care about their embarrassment or about how they felt about me watching and keeping from them that I knew. They were more wrong than I was. Especially my beloved husband.

     He didn't fuck me or suck my soul outta my pussy like he did for her. I didn't squirt with immense pleasure like he made her do. So I got my enjoyment from her enjoyment as odd as it may sound. I watched him make her cum on our bed that we shared, on the backseat of his car, on top of our washing machine and even late one night outside behind our house when he thought I was drunk and passed out. He had little miss hottie bent over our lawn furniture table hitting her from the back and covering her mouth so that me or the neighbors wouldn't hear. She was cumming so much that night she could barely stand so he laid her on her back on the table and stroked her little pussy until she couldn't take it anymore and lost control. We've been married ten years and his dick was as good as it was ten years earlier so I knew she was loving it and him.

     Well, as far as I can remember. I was in a terrible accident several years ago which paralyzed me from the waist down. We stopped having sex a long time ago which is why I turn the other cheek to him breaking his vows and fucking the eighteen year old babysitter. I'm a real bitch and I know a man has needs and my man has needs that I can't fulfill. I will never be looked at the way that he looks at her, he will never kiss me so passionate and deep. I will never get a back massage while getting stroked from the back. I miss all those things with my husband and don't understand why he just won't divorce me. I guess this feeling is what they mean by for better or for worse.

    

Excerpt: Lovin A Gangsta Ain't Easy: Jacinda & Mikah's Love Story (introducing the ruthless Ebony Black)

     Shut the fuck up, bitch! Where the fuck is Mikah’s money, you drugged out whore!? You must think that this shit is a game, huh, bitch?” Ebony barked. “Mikah don’t play about his money, now either you pay up or you lay down! What the fuck is it going to be?”

Ebony had a frail, deep brown toned broad in the back seat of her tinted out 2017 Audi A4 with the barrel of a gun pointed at her head. The terrified woman was screaming for her life. The woman had a drug debt with Mikah that she hadn’t paid in weeks. She was ducking and dodging his phone calls and other attempts to contact her, and that didn’t sit well with Mikah at all. Ebony Black was his bottom bitch and he knew that she would get the money owed to him one way or another. Ebony was gorgeous but dangerous as well.

The frightened heroin addicted woman screamed again in response to Ebony’s inquiry. Ebony smacked her across the face with the butt of the gun, busting her nose and causing it to leak like a faucet.

“Bitch, now I gotta fuck you up for bleeding all over my custom upholstered interior! You ain’t got money to clean this shit up, you can’t even support your fucking drug habit, you fucking junkie!”

“Please! I can get Mikah’s money right now! Please, just don’t kill me!” the strung-out lady pleaded with Ebony. “Let me go in the house and get it. I just got my disability on the first.”

Ebony let the woman’s nappy and matted weave go.

“Bitch, you got sixty motherfucking seconds to have Mikah’s money in my hand. I’m watching your every move too, so don’t make me come in there looking for you, or it’s going to get uglier than those beat-up ass shoes that you wearing! Understood!?”

The middle-aged woman, who had visibly been on drugs for most of her adulthood, shook her head frantically, letting it be known that she understood Ebony’s demands. She exited the vehicle, her nose dripping on the pavement as she bolted across the parking lot of the apartment complex they were in into her apartment unit. Ebony watched closely to see which door she went into in case she had to act on the promise she had just made. She didn’t make threats and that was how she earned her spot as Mikah’s bottom bitch.

Ebony watched the digital clock on the deck in her vehicle’s dashboard change to the next minute, signaling that the junkie’s sixty seconds were up. She was anxious and finicky, so what was only sixty seconds felt like sixty minutes. She was on a mission and she wasn’t going to let Mikah down and possibly lose her spot on the throne. She worked hard to get to the position she was in, and she knew that one day,  she and Mikah would be together and would retire with all the money they would ever need. Maybe move to an island or something and have some pretty ass babies. Ebony was always there for Mikah. Any time of day or night, if he called, she answered, and did whatever it was that he needed her to do with no complaints, attitudes, or questions asked.

Mikah saved Ebony from herself. She was a little hood rat girl with no education and a pussy and pretty face. She was getting nowhere in life fast when she met Mikah, when she was just sixteen years old. Ever since then, Big Daddy Mikah and Ebony Black, the alias he gave her, had been wrecking shit and rocking heavy.

Ebony got out of her car and headed to the door that she saw the dope fiend go into. Without even knocking on the door, Ebony upped her gun and shot through the door and at the locks on the door. Ebony was a petite woman but strong for her size. The streets raised her somewhat well. She kicked in the door of the apartment. She saw where her bullets hit random targets inside of the unit.

“This bitch think it’s a fucking game I see,” she spoke of the woman as the sixty seconds came to an end.

“Where the fuck you at, bitch!? I told yo’ stupid ass sixty seconds. Are you fucking retarded too?”

Ebony heard a noise coming from the back of the apartment. She upped her gun because she didn’t know who else was possibly in there with her. She strolled calmly through the apartment, checking in closets and rooms and behind closed doors until she found her target.

“What the fuck!?” Ebony shouted

The woman was in the middle of shooting up heroin when Ebony walked in, startling her. They were most likely some of the drugs that she owed Mikah for. And if they weren’t, that meant she was buying drugs elsewhere with the money that she owed Mikah. Either way, the bitch had to be made an example out of. Ebony walked over to the high woman who was already to the point of no return and was oblivious to the danger she was in, almost like she had forgotten that Ebony was even waiting for her.

Ebony hit her on the back of her head with the gun. The woman fell unconscious, hitting her head on the table she was sitting at to prepare her dose of high. Blood poured from a wound on her head this time and she didn’t move. Ebony was satisfied with that. She was a strung-out druggie in a drug infested neighborhood that was found in an apartment filled with drugs. If the police found her, whether it was dead or alive, Ebony would be the last person on their radar. Plus, that was Mikah’s hood. The people that lived there knew not to talk about nothing that they saw or heard or they could very well end up like the woman that was unconscious and bleeding profusely from her head lying on the floor. Ebony retreated to her car, but not before ransacking the place looking for the money the woman claimed she had. She found it in a shoe box under a bed. It was more than enough. Ebony called Mikah.

“Hey, daddy! I got your money. I’m coming to see you now!”

School Daze (They Never Said College Would Be Like This)

     It's my first year of college, mid-spring in the south, and the weather ain't the only thing that's got me hot right now. Even at 2 a.m. it's hot as fuck outside and in this bedroom, even with the air conditioner on. I'm naked as I lay in my bed, my thick 5'9 190lbs frame looking ample and delicious. PB, as I call him, got his full juicy ass lips on my pussy, French kissing her with his tongue like he loves her. And he do, that's why he keep coming back for more. PB be sucking, kissing, and licking on this tasty pussy of mine at least 3 days a week. Not to mention, he make me cum with more than just his mouth, he's an incredible lover.

     Don't judge me but it all started one night when he snuck into my bedroom through my bedroom window. I reside in off-campus housing not too far from campus. My house is an average house in an average neighborhood big enough to be used for student housing. I was startled of course and nervous. Who this man was or what he wanted I didn't know and wasn't sure if I wanted to find out. After all, he wasn't threatening, he hadn't approached me yet, I didn't see any weapons in his hand, and he wore a wife beater and basketball shorts. That didn't mean he couldn't strangle my ass though so I was ready for a fight if need be. I studied the man and he was fine. I could see his physique through his T-shirt. I thought to myself he couldn't handle a full lady like me but boy was I so wrong.

     But anyway, I noticed his dick print as it was very thick and he didn't look at all erect. I was in bed so I only had on boy shorts and a baby tee so my ass and titties was everywhere. I got up to prepare myself for defense mode not even thinking about how voluptuous and tempting I looked. The handsome man's eyes lit up and I noticed the print in his shorts get bigger. He was very well endowed and suddenly my mood changed. Everything about him was perfect physically. There was still the issue of why he was in my bedroom in the first place.
"Is there something that you want?" I asked the man.
He replied with a simple, "you!"

     That turned me on even more! I strutted over to the man and before I could make it across the room he grabbed me and started kissing me. I felt how full his lips were then and he was a great kisser. The lips between my legs started throbbing for a kiss. He must've read my mind because he picked my thick ass up and carried me to my bed, where he laid me down and slid my panties off. He smiled at the sight of my juicy Brazilian waxed kitty. He immediately started kissing and sucking on my lips before he used his tongue to spread them apart. He sucked gently on my clit as his tongue caressed it. I was getting wet as hell. I felt two fingers slide in my pussy and begin to stroke my g-spot in a come hither motion. This muthafucka knew what he was doing. I'd had sex before but never gotten head like that before. I mean, I was a freshmen in college and only 19. I didn't have much experience and neither did the few guys I messed with. He had to be older because he was definitely more experienced.

     Before I knew it I was cumming but this wasn't like normal for me. It was a lot, like a water faucet, and it squirted everywhere. I knew what had happened because of what I hear and see and read. I was embarrassed but he seemed to love it. He licked his lips as he pulled down his shorts exposing his delectable looking dick. To this day this shit is still crazy. He penetrated my rain forest and handled business like I was Jane and he was Tarzan. He felt so good the first stroke in and it was then that I realized what I was doing, letting a complete stranger fuck me without any protection. At least I was on fucking birth control.

     The damage was done and I knew that I would be at the clinic first thing in the morning. So I said fuck it as I grabbed my ankles for him to go deeper. I spread my pussy wide open and let him in as his big ass thick ass dick slid in and out my pussy making me feel like he was giving her a massage. He had great stroke as he moved his hips different directions hitting different spots. I was shivering and shaking the whole time. And when he hit it from the back, he had my face down and my ass in the air. He had my ass locked in place as he shoved every inch of himself in my pussy and kept his weight in it as he dug deeper, swimming around in the ocean he was creating. I will never forget that night.

     And here we are now, several weeks later. My pussy bandit, PB for short, is making me squirt with his mouth again, this time he's drinking it up. I got tested right after that first encounter and I'll be damned I was clean. I couldn't wait to see him again and hoped that I would. I never seen him around campus, ever. Where he came from i still don't know. We never even asked each others names but one thing we did know about each other, sex with us is amazing. I'm just happy that I got three more years of school left....

   

Crazy Love V (The Final Chapter)

I concocted the perfect plan to get Lor'eal back in my office in less than the 168 hours that I had to wait to see her again. At least, I hoped that it was the perfect plan. Our infatuation with each other and our secret rendezvous already had me walking on thin ice with my career. I couldn't help it though. I had an addiction as well; it was Lor'eal. I was supposed to be helping her but I was now a lost cause wen it came to her. I risked losing my job for her, just to keep seeing her and fucking her and making sweet love to her and learning as much as I can about her. She is beautiful, captivating, and intriguing and I became even more captivated and intrigued when she let me inside her palace. I knew that I was the subject of her fantasy and I loved every bit of it.

I had it figured out...Lor'eal's only problem was sexual addiction. She had myself and everyone else employed at the psyche hospital I worked at fooled believing she was in fact in need of a mental evaluation and help. She played mute for weeks on end as to not sound as if she didn't really belong here. She had her pickings of doctors as I was not the only young black male doctor employed by the mental hospital. I guess her sharper than we had originally thought mind had a great dick radar that alerted her when I came around. I am glad it did. Lor'eal was the best thing in my life right now and that is why I had to make arrangements to see her.    

And right on time, just as scheduled, she was escorted into my office by one of the other doctors on staff. Lor'eal was quiet; she deserved an Oscar or Grammy for the role that she had been playing all along. I smiled on the inside. "Thanks Doc. I will take it from here." I could hardly wait to get my hands on her curvaceous body, my lips on both pairs of lips on her amazing body. "Lor'eal sweetie. I told you I got us. I want you to trust me." I told her in a calm voice. "I am glad that you kept your word to me Doctor Feel Good! My pussy misses you. She has been going crazy for you." She gave me a seductive look that screamed for me to come and devour her. "That's what I like to hear Lor'eal! You know how I feel about you already so let me just show you."

I grabbed her by her plump ass, squeezing it and pulling her closer to me. She kissed me immediately and deeply. Her kiss spoke so may words and I responded back with my fingers fondling her vulva. "Doctor Feel Good you always make me feel so good. Your wife is a lucky woman." This woman didn't even care to know if I was married or not, she was that into me. "I'm not married Lor'eal. No girlfriend, no kids." Her face lit up as a smiled covered it. "You know I'm not crazy right Doc?" She asked as she started to unzip my slacks exposing my rock hard dick that had a curve that I knew she enjoyed very much so. She creamed on my dick with every stroke of it. Had my shit looking like a glazed donut and I loved it. "I figured that out Lor'eal baby but I must admit that you had me stumped for a while. It was mind boggling and intriguing me at the same time. I will say that I am glad you chose to use me for your fantasy. You are fulfilling mine as well." And she was. It wasn't really a fantasy until I met her. It actually had never even crossed my mind until I met this beautiful woman. I am glad that I did meet her though.

She covered the entire length of my dick with her warm and moist mouth and throat. I groaned in satisfaction. She had no gag reflex so I was sliding in and out of her throat with great ease. I felt the muscles of her esophagus contracting on my dick as I slid in and out like her tongue a surfboard and I was on it in her ocean. She cuffed my balls gently, caressing them and bringing me closer to that rush that we both chased when we met for our sessions. I felt it coming and immediately I was cumming. Lor'eal surprised me when she swallowed my dick and the creamy contents that were pouring out from it. She was no longer holding back now that her secret was out. I moaned out loud making her laugh. I really couldn't help it, the shit felt so good.

I kissed her because I didn't mind putting my mouth on her lips after she had sucked my soul out of me. I was still stiff and wanted to cum inside the comforts of her walls. I picked her up and carried her to the chaise that I grew to love because of the things Lor'eal and I did on it, laying her down gently. She arched her back from the coolness of the leather that covered the luxurious piece of furniture and as she did so, more of her juicy pussy exposed itself. I didn't want her to waste another drop so I started sucking and licking away at her dripping beauty. She moaned in delight as I licked up and down her vulva, caressing her clit with my tongue and lips, making her shiver, tremble, and cum. I took my tongue from her asshole all the way up to her clit and back down again, penetrating her tunnel of love along the way so that I can taste the honey that was flowing from her temple. She tasted so sweet like she prepared her meal for me just the way I like it. I didn't want to stop drinking form her fountain but I also wanted to feel those juices on my dick as her pussy hugged on it like she missed it. In one swift motion, Lor'eal's legs where spread eagle, her ankles in my hands as I watched myself slowly entering and exiting her castle walls. She ad the prettiest pussy ever, it was bare and I can see everything that I was doing to it. I could see it pulsating as she hugged and came all over my dick. I was in heaven on Earth inside of Lor'eal. I love watching me stroke that pussy, making her body do crazy things. She wasn't going crazy but her body was. She was so wet and squirting all over the imported Italian leather chaise. I wanted her to squirt in my mouth so I gave her a few more grand strokes and when I felt her muscles squeezing me I went for a dive to drink up all she was pouring me. That shit had me feeling like I was about to cum so I shoved all my dick back inside of her so that I can feel myself fill her up. It was intense as we both groaned out in immense pleasure, trying to muffle our sounds of fucking.

We sat there, panting and looking at each other with so much desire and lust in our eyes. I can tell she wanted to fuck me so more just as bad as I wanted to fuck her some more but our hour of passion had come to an end. She got up and spoke to me she got herself together. " Doctor Feel Good, you are the best I ever had! I thank you for fulfilling my fantasy far beyond my expectations. I am being discharged today. It has been great really." Her words shook me to my core as she sashayed away from me towards my office door. She took one last look back at me, winking, before she left me standing where I was this time with a soft dick. Devastated that my fantasy was over......

Excerpt from the future bestseller LAW ABIDING FREAK by: Author Mo'Nik

MALIYAH LOVE

Maliyah knocked on the door belonging to the room that she always met her client Ian in but not before doing a quick sweep of herself. Everything was tight and in place. Ian answered the door to the room with a smile pasted across his face. He was a handsome man who stood six feet tall with deep brown skin. Broad shoulders sat upon a great body and he always smelled good. Issey Miyake was his scent and it never played out to her.

“Hello Ian. It is so nice to see you again. It’s always my pleasure,” Jacinda said in a sultry and seductive tone.

“Maliyah you look amazing as always. And trust the pleasure is all mine. Damn you fine,” Ian said in his baritone voice his smile growing bigger.

He eyed Maliyah from the top of her wig down to her polished toes. Maliyah Love was the name she chose to adopt when she began working for Peach Flavored, one of Atlanta’s most elite and prestigious escort services, almost a year ago. Peach Flavored had an extensive list of clients that included city officials, pastors, judges, law enforcement officers, and celebrities. Each one of the escorts that worked for the company had to sign a sworn affidavit of secrecy. You weren’t to mention names, positions, titles or whatever went down, to absolutely anyone. That was perfectly fine with Jacinda Whitaker also known as Maliyah Love who couldn’t risk her true identity being discovered. She never made friends with any of the other ladies as it was strictly handling her business to her. She damn sure didn’t need the money. She just wanted the sex.

Ian took a step back and opened the door, motioning with his free hand for Maliyah to come in.

“Please Maliyah come inside.”  

She entered the very elegant room that was painted in white and gold, smiling a little because Ian had great taste. He is a thirty six year old real estate investor who is single and never been married with no children.  Ian was just a bachelor who was living life to the fullest. That’s what she liked most about him. Maliyah wasn’t supposed to fraternize with her clients but Ian paid for her time so he could use it as he wished. She made every minute worth her client’s money. Peach Flavored charged fifteen thousand dollars for three hours of time and she earned forty-five percent of that which was direct deposited into a secret account that she didn’t even touch. The money was cool but she didn’t do it for the money. She had a strong desire for sex, great sex. Maliyah’s appetite was insatiable. She didn’t bother with being in a relationship nor did she want to be in one. She had yet to find anyone that was able to satiate her.

Her thoughts suddenly and unexpectedly trailed off to Rashon Pierre. She met him at a Barnes & Noble Bookstore oddly enough. He had reached for the same law book as her. The moment his hand touched hers she felt a wave of excitement and curiosity sweep over her. She yearned for sex just that much and she always has, ever since she got her first dose when she lost her virginity.

To her delight, the young butterscotch brother was fine as hell. He smiled at her with the biggest, brightest smile she had ever seen. Almost immediately she felt the urge to kiss him and she wanted to taste him. Jacinda bit her bottom lip trying to fight temptation as she smiled back. The brother introduced himself as Rashon Pierre, a law student that was new to the area. At the time so was she so they hit it off immediately. He invited her out that same night and a few drinks later she was in his college dorm with her pedicure toes pointed towards the ceiling as one of his college roommates masturbated to them from across the room. As far as sex goes the two of them had plenty of it. They would hook up several times throughout the week. Meeting in the library, the dean’s office, a janitor’s closet, and wherever else they could sneak into. It was thrilling for a young Jacinda and the sex wasn’t the best but it was consistent and easily accessible. She got bored after a few months and just started ignoring his phone calls and other attempts to contact her.

Maliyah snapped back to reality following Ian to the double king size bed that was draped in white silk sheets.

“You sure know how to get a woman in the mood Ian,” Jacinda stated when she noticed the apple cinnamon candles burning around the sleeping area, casting shadows off the wall and filling the room with the sweet aroma.

Ian was one of her favorite clients. Maliyah saw him three times a week most months. He felt the same way she did about sex, loving to have it without the strings attached. It was easier for him to call Peach Flavored for what he needed instead of his phone blowing up with calls from thirsty gold digging women who wouldn’t and couldn’t satisfy him.

“Bring your sexy ass here lady. I want some of that pussy in my face.”

Ian sat at the foot end of the bed grabbing Maliyah by her tiny waist. His hands traced her curvaceous body along her hips and down her thighs. Soon his hands were under her dress, his strong fingers twirling in her pussy. Maliyah felt herself start to get hot and wet. It was a long day at the office and she needed to release some stress.

She slid the dress off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor and revealing her ample body. She pushed Ian back onto the bed while he was still at the edge straddling him still in his suit and tie. Maliyah gave him a sexy wink before climbing on to his face and instantly she felt a rush. The force of his tongue on her clitoris made her explode right away.

“Oh my fucking goodness!” left her lips as her body trembled on his face. “You did want this pussy in your face huh?”

Ian grasped her thigh in response and to let her know not to move as he hadn’t had his fill yet. She leaned forward and gripped the sheets as she rode his face like a wild horse popping her clit in and out of his mouth. Maliyah grinded her hips as he sucked, licked, and nibbled at her dripping beauty. He didn’t stop until she came once more making her sweet nectar cover his face like sticky glaze on a Krispy Kreme donut.

Maliyah collapsed beside Ian from the intensity of her orgasm. “Your mouth is amazing Ian.” Her breathing was heavy but steady.

Maliyah closed her eyes for a brief moment and when she opened them again Ian was completely undressed and his Magnum covered dick was standing at attention, ready for its mission to conquer Maliyah’s vagina. She spread her thighs open, inviting him to play in her wonderland. “That pretty muthafucka taste like my mama peach cobbler.” He wrapped his right arm around her body and lifted her carrying her from the edge where they were sitting to the middle of the huge bed. As Ian eased Maliyah down he eased himself inside of her honey pot. She arched her back opening herself even more and allowing Ian’s mixing spoon to go deeper. She nibbled her bottom lip trying to hold back moans.

“Ian that stroke on you feels good baby,” Maliyah moaned. He was a good lover but love wasn’t what she was looking for. Maliyah needed a good fucker.

“I want to feel you inside of me hitting it from the back,” she whispered in his ear between the moans.

Her level of comfort was slowly dropping. Missionary was more of an intimate position, as great as it felt, but intimacy is a no-no in the business she was in.

Like he was Tarzan and she was Jane Ian scooped Maliyah up in his arms and flipped her over onto her stomach. Maliyah giggled.

“You know I like it rough big daddy.”

He reached around and placed his hand on her abdomen, lifting it and making her raise her ass off the bed slightly. He held on to her waist like they were reigns on a horse, keeping her in that position as he plunged deep into her sea. Swimming in Maliyah’s ocean was the best feeling to Ian next to seeing her beautiful face enjoying his love stroke. Her pussy felt good with a condom on so he imagined what she felt like without one.

Ian moved his hands from Maliyah’s waist and placed them on her shoulders. With a gentle force he held her face down ass up as he continued to power drive his dick harder and deeper into her throbbing, dripping twat.

“You are so wet Maliyah you are drowning my dick,” Ian groaned. “I didn’t bring a life jacket with me.” Maliyah moaned out in immense pleasure as she came yet again gripping the soaked sheets.

“Damn Ian baby you are making me cum again. You are the reason why I am dripping wet and drowning your shit”

At the same moment Ian squealed out in delight while releasing all of his children into the rubber love glove that he wore. It was now his turn to collapse beside Maliyah’s sweat drenched temple.

She climbed out of the bed and headed across the room, which no longer smelled of apples and cinnamon but now of sweat and sex, to the bathroom.

“Meet me in the shower Ian and don’t keep me waiting.”

Within sixty seconds, Maliyah was bracing herself on a towel rack as Ian drilled her from behind with the steamy water surrounding them.

“Keep fucking me just like that Ian,” Maliyah requested. “I want to feel every inch of that dick inside me.” Soon the walls were bleeding with beads of sweat and they both were cumming again as the bathroom filled with oh yes baby and oh shit.”

A couple more rounds of fucking in random spots all over the hotel room and Maliyah and Ian’s three hours came to an end. Maliyah always hated this part of her dates. She was never fulfilled sexually. They said their goodbyes leaving Maliyah to get ready for her second date. She picked up the courtesy phone in the room to call her next client.

“Hello, Milton? This is Maliyah Love, are we still on for twelve thirty tonight?” There was a brief pause while Maliyah waited for the man’s answer. “Great! I will see you then!”

She went to her car to retrieve her overnight bag which contained her change of clothes, a different wig, and hygiene essentials. Milton was a new client and this would be their first date together. Maliyah would adapt to his preferences over time.

Maliyah quickly showered and got dressed putting a new scent on her velvety skin, Michael Kors Sexy Sunset. She headed out the door of the hotel suite to her next destination, the Double Tree by Hilton hotel in Roswell, fifteen miles north of Atlanta. At twelve twenty-five a.m. Maliyah was looking for Milton in the lobby of the classy hotel.

She noticed a guy matching the description she was given with his back to her across the lobby. She approached the man.

“Milton Pryce?” The man turned to face Maliyah.

A look of shock covered his face when their eyes met. Maliyah’s heart started beating twice as fast when she realized who was standing in front of her.

“Ra-Rashon,” she managed to stutter.

“Jacinda!” Rashon shot back. “Just the person I have been looking for.”

Morning Sex Does A Body Good (Literally and Figuratively)

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