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Authors: Alicia Howard
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couldn’t believe he said that.
“Home?” Shannon looked at him.
“Girl you know that meant the hotel.” He pushed her away from him playfully.
They hopped into the car making their way to the rooms. Mack had picked up a honey dip after Jay shook with Cash. The hotel was very quiet as if every soul there was sleeping. They made it to the room where Zane was.
“Are you sleepy?” Shannon asked.
“A little, why?” he needed to know.
“I know I’m not gonna sleep much and I was wondering if you wanted to keep me company. Talk, watch television; whatever, just to keep my mind stable.” She needed him right now. As much as she hated to admit it he was all she had in this city.
“I don’t think I should, it’s late babe.” His mind was telling him to kiss her but he refused to listen to his thoughts.
“Please.” She let that slip from her mind and out of her mouth.
“I will… just never say please again.” She was breaking him and he didn’t like it.
***
Jay was across town with Cash in the rich folks’ neighborhood. It was only a fifteen minute drive to Irmo, South Carolina from the club. The man was definitely getting that real paper. As they pulled up to his house, Jay thought to herself this nigga lives in a mansion. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
He parked his ride and hopped out. “Come on mama this is it.” She got out walking very slow. “What’s wrong baby?” He asked her.
“You live here alone?” She asked in shock, her mind was blown.
“Yeah baby I told you they don’t call me Cash for nothing.” He was feeling himself. He grabbed her by the hand, “Girl come on, you good with me.” She followed him this time.
They entered the most beautiful place she’d ever seen in her life. The outside had nothing on the inside. He lived at 105 Cedar View Drive. It was a custom built, all brick, four bedroom home. It had three bathrooms all complete with garden tubs, and the whole third floor was dedicated to a man cave. The living room had a gas fireplace and lead into the kitchen which was furnished with top of the line stainless steel appliances. His backyard was just as stunning with a full patio and outdoor cooking area, a Jacuzzi and an in-ground pool.
The place was way more than Jay was expecting. Cash broke her thoughts on the house by handing her a glass of wine. “So what you think of the place?” He loved to wow women with his home.
“I must say you have done very well for yourself.” She looked around once again.
“It’s cool.” He said shocked that she wasn’t acting like a groupie. Little did he know she was, it just didn’t show on the surface.
“So why did you bring me here or do you bring all women here?” She asked, assuming he did.
“Cause you seem different. Am I right?” He leaned close to her.
“Yeah I’m different! There is only one me.” She said slyly walking over to his sectional.
They talked for what seemed like hours. He was a very interesting man. If they had met under different circumstances, she would have loved being around him, but life didn’t always work like that. Some people were born with money, some worked hard to get money, but in her case some people just took what they wanted.
The man seemed to be clueless to what was happening around him and he trusted so easily. That’s the worst mistake any hustler could ever make. Just cause the bitch’s body was banging and her face was pretty, it didn’t make her less dangerous, and in fact it made her more dangerous. But as usual, men thought with their dicks and it fucks them over every time.
They ended up falling asleep on the sectional, but she later woke up to small kisses on the back of her neck. She had to admit that they felt very good. She knew that she would have to give up some pussy, and hell, she needed it anyway. Once he saw she wasn’t gone stop him he asked, “Would you like to go to bed?” He wanted to lay her body down and do it right.
“Sure
“Home?” Shannon looked at him.
“Girl you know that meant the hotel.” He pushed her away from him playfully.
They hopped into the car making their way to the rooms. Mack had picked up a honey dip after Jay shook with Cash. The hotel was very quiet as if every soul there was sleeping. They made it to the room where Zane was.
“Are you sleepy?” Shannon asked.
“A little, why?” he needed to know.
“I know I’m not gonna sleep much and I was wondering if you wanted to keep me company. Talk, watch television; whatever, just to keep my mind stable.” She needed him right now. As much as she hated to admit it he was all she had in this city.
“I don’t think I should, it’s late babe.” His mind was telling him to kiss her but he refused to listen to his thoughts.
“Please.” She let that slip from her mind and out of her mouth.
“I will… just never say please again.” She was breaking him and he didn’t like it.
***
Jay was across town with Cash in the rich folks’ neighborhood. It was only a fifteen minute drive to Irmo, South Carolina from the club. The man was definitely getting that real paper. As they pulled up to his house, Jay thought to herself this nigga lives in a mansion. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
He parked his ride and hopped out. “Come on mama this is it.” She got out walking very slow. “What’s wrong baby?” He asked her.
“You live here alone?” She asked in shock, her mind was blown.
“Yeah baby I told you they don’t call me Cash for nothing.” He was feeling himself. He grabbed her by the hand, “Girl come on, you good with me.” She followed him this time.
They entered the most beautiful place she’d ever seen in her life. The outside had nothing on the inside. He lived at 105 Cedar View Drive. It was a custom built, all brick, four bedroom home. It had three bathrooms all complete with garden tubs, and the whole third floor was dedicated to a man cave. The living room had a gas fireplace and lead into the kitchen which was furnished with top of the line stainless steel appliances. His backyard was just as stunning with a full patio and outdoor cooking area, a Jacuzzi and an in-ground pool.
The place was way more than Jay was expecting. Cash broke her thoughts on the house by handing her a glass of wine. “So what you think of the place?” He loved to wow women with his home.
“I must say you have done very well for yourself.” She looked around once again.
“It’s cool.” He said shocked that she wasn’t acting like a groupie. Little did he know she was, it just didn’t show on the surface.
“So why did you bring me here or do you bring all women here?” She asked, assuming he did.
“Cause you seem different. Am I right?” He leaned close to her.
“Yeah I’m different! There is only one me.” She said slyly walking over to his sectional.
They talked for what seemed like hours. He was a very interesting man. If they had met under different circumstances, she would have loved being around him, but life didn’t always work like that. Some people were born with money, some worked hard to get money, but in her case some people just took what they wanted.
The man seemed to be clueless to what was happening around him and he trusted so easily. That’s the worst mistake any hustler could ever make. Just cause the bitch’s body was banging and her face was pretty, it didn’t make her less dangerous, and in fact it made her more dangerous. But as usual, men thought with their dicks and it fucks them over every time.
They ended up falling asleep on the sectional, but she later woke up to small kisses on the back of her neck. She had to admit that they felt very good. She knew that she would have to give up some pussy, and hell, she needed it anyway. Once he saw she wasn’t gone stop him he asked, “Would you like to go to bed?” He wanted to lay her body down and do it right.
“Sure
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