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  When Tassana finished taking a shower she headed back to the bedroom.

  “Bring yo’ ass out here. What the fuck is wrong with your simple ass now? You’ve really gone crazy, you know that? You even hang out with weird muthafuckas. Kanae’s pilgrim-looking ass probably was talking to the lamest nigga in the club, wasn’t she? What happened to that big body, small head nigga she used to mess with?” I asked Tassana. Tassana came out of the back room laughing with a white robe on.

  “Don’t talk about Phillip. He was sweet to her,” she said, sitting down next to me on the couch.

  “That’s besides that point. That nigga’s head looked like an E-pill,” I said, then Tassana fell over laughing.

  “About time your freaky ass laughed. I was ready to choke your ass then give you CPR just so a nigga can steal a kiss,” I said to her, then she stared blushing.

  “UGHHHHHH. Why are you such a dick-head?” she asked, laying her head down in my lap. I bent down then kissed her cheek. “Stop playing with me, Tassana,” I said to her.

  “I’ll think about it,” she said laughing.

  “I’m not going to lie though, I’m glad you don’t have all of that long ass weave in your head. Shorty, you was walking around like Rapunzel,” I said chuckling, then she pinched me while sitting up. When she got up I pulled her on top of me, palming her meaty ass cheeks. “We ain’t done, shorty,” I said to her.

  “What you want?” she spat.

  “Your midget ass,” I said, squeezing her ass tighter. She stared down at my lips then bit hers. “Go ahead,” I said. She started sucking on my bottom lip, gently biting it. I know I always be calling shorty a hoe, but Tassana is a straight-up bedroom freak. Her hand reached down rubbing on my dick that was straining to be released. I untied her robe then sat up so she could straddle me. Her breasts popped out, so I hungrily took them into my mouth.

  “OHHHHHHH,” she moaned, gently grinding on me. I slid my finger into her and she was tight, tighter than she has ever been. I know she was telling the truth about not sleeping with another nigga.

  “MUAH.” I sucked her nipple then popped it out of my mouth. Tassana can come just from getting her nipples sucked. I flicked my tongue across her left nipple, gently massaging the right breast. She grabbed my head from the back pressing me further into them. I slid another finger into her, feeling for that spot. She slowly rode my fingers with her come running down.

  “Baby, fuck me,” she begged. I laid her down then took off the rest of my clothes. She laid on her back then put her legs up. I forgot to mention to how flexible she is. Her legs are almost behind her head. She rubbed her fat pussy, dripping her juices onto the couch. She moaned as she rubbed her clit. My dick was so hard it felt like it was about to take off. I turned her body around so that her bottom was hanging halfway off the couch. I got down then stuck my tongue into her and her legs started to shake.

  “OOOHHHHHHHH. SHIITTTTTTTTT!” she moaned. I opened her lips up, her small pink hole was clenching. It wanted me to stick something into her.

  “Why your pussy flirting with me?” I asked her, gently kissing it. I pulled her fat clit into my mouth, sucking on it harder, applying more pressure while my fingers entered her again.

  “SLLUUURRRRRRPPPPPPPPP.” I sucked on her as her juices squirted into my mouth. Her legs started shaking and that’s when my dick pierced through her tight opening. Her legs almost gave out, but I smacked them. “Put that shit back up, Tassana. Put those thick ass legs back behind your head,” I said, going deeper. She moaned loudly, rubbing her clit and squeezing her breasts. I pulled out then slowly slid back in until I couldn’t go any further. I’m deep inside of her, she can’t move. Her legs locked up on her and I raised one of her legs up, then sped up. “OOOHHHHHHHHH. YOU ARE TOO DEEP,” she screamed, as I pounded into her. I was balls-deep inside of her. I slid my finger into her ass because I knew she liked anal sex as well.

  “You want me to fuck this phat ass?” I asked, stroking her. Sweat formed down her breasts and her hair started to frizz up. I know she is going to be mad at me in the morning.

  “My spine,” she moaned, as I hit that nerve that brought pain and pleasure.

  “I’m about to come again!” she screamed, then she started gushing. I pulled out of her then rubbed my dick around her clit, watching her hole clenching for more of me. Tassana slid two fingers into her ass. I moved her fingers away, holding my dick at her entrance. I eased my head in, she relaxed, her body taking it like a pro. I took my time easing in inch by inch, slowly because it was too tight. Once I got all the way in I treated her ass like I did her pussy. I pounded deeply into her with slow, long and hard strokes. Her pussy started creaming, dripping down her ass crack.

  “FUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!” I groaned, as her ass muscles squeezed my dick. My stomach cramped then I got light-headed when she started fucking me back.

  “YOU BITCH!” I groaned, as beads of sweat ran down my face. Tassana’s ass smacked against my pelvis area as she flopped down onto me. My thumb rubbed her clit, making her go harder. I stuck two fingers inside of her pussy as my dick swelled up in her ass. I was about to bust and she was on the verge of coming again. I held her legs down then slammed into her as my dick started twitching, then I let it go as she screamed, climaxing again.

  “Damn, I haven’t fucked like this since the last time we had sex,” I said, pulling out of her. Tassana laid sprawled out with her legs still up in the air. My nut dripped from her anus. “Yo, that shit nasty.” I chuckled, helping her up. After we took a shower, Tassana snuggled up under me in the bed.

  The sun beamed in my face, waking me up along with the morning head Tassana was giving me. “DAMMNNNNNNN!” I hissed, gripping the little bit of hair she had on her head. She had my dick all the way down her throat. She popped my dick out of her mouth then sucked on my testicles as she jerked me off. I almost wrapped my legs around her neck like a bitch. She applied more of her saliva on my shaft. She sucked me into her mouth like a vacuum cleaner.

  “ARRGGHHHHHHHHHHH!” I groaned, as my blood rushed up to the tip of my head. My dick was about to explode, then she jerked me off with both of her hands like she was grinding pepper. She popped my head into her mouth then flicked her tongue across it. I grabbed her head, shoving my dick back into her mouth. I moved in and out of her mouth like I was stroking pussy.

  “You better not fucking gag,” I said, on the verge of busting the biggest nut in history. She relaxed her jaws, letting me hit the back of her throat. I sped up, squirting inside of her mouth. She swallowed every drop. Not only was I in love with the broad, I was pussy-whipped. She got up, heading to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She came back out with a hot rag to clean me off.

  “It’s almost check-out time. Call Tokyo to see what the baby is doing,” she said, getting dressed.

  “Would you chill out with that? Osari is fine with Tokyo,” I said. I grabbed my phone. I had missed calls from Dez, Lee, and my mother. I got up then brushed my teeth and washed my face. After I got dressed Tassana and I headed out of the hotel room.

  “What’s up with us?” I asked her, then she rolled her eyes.

  “What you want it to be?” she spat.

  “You already know, shorty. Stop acting a little touched,” I said, pressing the button to the first floor.

  “We really need to sit down and talk, but talking to you sometimes is hard. You are stubborn and your attitude is always shitty. Maybe you need to start being nicer,” she said, then I looked at her.

  “Send my ass to time-out then tell me to face the fucking wall while you’re at it. Yo, you keep scolding me like I’m a fucking child. I don’t have an attitude problem,” I said, then she chuckled.

  “What are you mad for now then?” she asked, crossing her arms.

  “Yo, just get the fuck out of my face,” I said. The elevator doors opened to the lobby. When Tassana and I got off we walked to the check-out desk. Tassana tapped the bell on the desk so someone could come out of the office.
When the door opened I knew it was going to be some shit. Kyree walked out with a mean mug on her face. Tassana smiled, then started laughing, “Oh, shit. Looks like our bae is about to get into trouble,” Tassana said. Kyree did tell me she was going to be working at a different location, I just never asked where.

  “Hoe ass, Tassana. Hotels are your thing, aren’t they?” Kyree asked her.

  “Why not? He is my son’s father. The word hoe rolls off your tongue very well. As I recall weren’t you a one-night stand? At least when I was tricking I knew not to catch feelings after a night of fucking, so, maybe your hoe ass can watch and learn. Now, check us out before I check out then beat your ass,” Tassana said.

  “Oh, bitch, please. The only one who believes that Osari is the father of that baby is YOU. You fucked everyone,” Kyree spat.

  “Oh, bitch, please. Get over it, Kyree. You are just mad because Osari knows all about me and continues to sniff behind my ass. Don’t be blinded by lust and the fact that he might show you more attention than the average side chick. You will never have more than what he is giving you,” Tassana shot back.

  “Can y’all both shut the fuck up? Damn, this shit is embarrassing. Y’all got people looking at me all wrong and shit. Look, Kyree, if it’s a problem checking us out please get someone else to do it!” I barked on her.

  “This is all of your fault!” Kyree yelled at me.

  “Oh, shut the fuck up, it’s yours too. You knew he was in a relationship, but that didn’t stop your simple ass from texting him all hours of the night,” Tassana said, getting loud. Tassana looked like she wanted to leap across the desk and attack Kyree.

  “Did you fuck her, Osari?” Kyree asked me.

  “Osari, if you answer her, Lord is my witness, I will act a complete ass in this lobby! She does not have a right to be questioning your dumb ass!” Tassana screamed.

  “I’m out,” I said walking away. When I got outside in the parking lot Tassana stormed out behind me.

  “I’m sick of this shit! I’m tired of you and her!” Tassana yelled at me.

  “Keep your fucking voice down. I already told you last night that I recently slept with her, but that shit ain’t happening again. Now, we can either move on from the bullshit or I can give you your space,” I said, getting a headache.

  “So, you want to work it out with her? She is a foul bitch, Osari. That shit she did to Tokyo was wrong, now, Tokyo watching that bitch’s baby!” Kyree yelled, as she walked up behind us.

  Tassana charged into Kyree, slamming her fist into Kyree’s face. “My baby ain’t got shit to do with you!” Tassana yelled. I pulled Tassana off of Kyree.

  “Kyree, shorty, just get on. You shouldn’t be ready to lose your job over this bullshit!” I barked at her. Kyree reached over me hitting Tassana.

  I shoved Kyree back. “Yo’, stop acting fucking simple, and take your ass back in the building before someone from your job reports your dumb ass,” I whispered harshly to her. Tassana grabbed Kyree by the hair, jerking her neck back like she was going to snap it. I had to pull Kyree’s tracks out of Tassana’s hand. I’m in a straight-up triangle full of nothing but two mad females.

  “That’s right Osari! Rescue that sad bitch!” Tassana screeched hailing a cab. The cab driver pulled over then Tassana got in not even looking at me. The cab pulled away from the hotel.

  “What is wrong with you, Kyree? How can you want me, but can’t respect my son’s mother? That shit she did ain’t got shit to do with you, matter of fact, you are the only one who is bringing it up! Tokyo’s even cordial with her! My son is her fucking nephew! Stop referring to him as if he ain’t! Get some fucking help! Your dumb ass needs to see a shrink! Maybe me being in love with an imperfect female is bringing insecurities out of you that has been there from your previous relationship! I’m trying my hardest to try and remain calm because you are a good person, but, shorty, I can’t remain calm too long, just remember that!” I roared at her.

  “Then stop fucking me!” she screamed.

  “Go back to work, Kyree,” I said to her.

  “Why her?” Kyree asked me.

  “Tassana doesn’t surprise me. I know everything about her. I peeped her out when I first saw her. I’d rather take a flawed broad over a broad that seems perfect, but has a bunch of shit with them. You have serious issues, shorty. You seem perfect, but you are scorned like a muthafucka and not even my dick can help you. Niggas don’t want to deal with that shit, Kyree, especially a nigga like me,” I said.

  “You led me on,” she said, wiping her eyes.

  “And you helped me. Don’t blame this shit on me. I’m a nigga, we think with our dicks and it doesn’t get emotionally attached to every female we fuck,” I said to her.

  “We shared special moments. I opened you up, Osari. I had you holding hands and all of that shit. I did that, not that hoe-ass bitch,” she said.

  “You didn’t open me up, Kyree. Don’t you ever fix your mouth to say that fuck shit to me ever again. I did what I thought was right because I felt like you deserved it being as though I saw how that nigga treated you. When I saw that it showed me how I was treating Tassana and there might be another nigga out here willing to do for her what I did for you. I can’t, and will not, fix another nigga’s problem when I need to address my own. I’m giving it to you real because I care about you, but you deserve more than this shit here,” I said to her.

  Kyree

  I listened as Osari told me he wanted to be with Tassana. I know he told me that months back, he even confessed to me that he loved her. I don’t like that he wants to be with her.

  “She doesn’t deserve to be happy before me!” I shouted to him.

  “Yo, I swear you get dumber and fucking dumber. Then you be dead ass serious about it. This is what it’s all about? Being with a nigga that doesn’t love you is not an accomplishment over the next broad, Kyree. Damn, you is a dumb ass bitch. Have a good one, shorty. Let me know how much it costs to get help. Foot me the bill,” he said, getting into his car then pulling off.

  I went into the bathroom at work to check my face. That bitch bruised my cheek. I put make-up over it then fixed my hair. I called Tokyo. She answered the phone. “What’s up, Kyree?” she asked.

  “I just saw Tassana and Osari together. Tassana attacked me,” I answered, still not believing it.

  “Tassana, attacked you? Wow, that’s a first. Tassana doesn’t even want to break a nail,” Tokyo said, with the sounds of a baby cooing in the background.

  “Is that Kylee?” I asked Tokyo.

  “Kauzie took her to his parents’ house. I’m spending time with Osari. He has gotten so big. It seems like yesterday when he was in the NICU. I don’t want to give him back,” Tokyo said, making baby noises with him.

  “Seriously, Tokyo?” I asked her.

  “Kyree, I love you, I really do, but even if you think Osari isn’t his father, my sister birthed him. That makes him my nephew regardless, so, maybe you should be more passionate, especially when I talk about him. I don’t have nothing to do with y’all’s triangle. My only concern is Osari Jr. Now, what’s up with you?” Tokyo asked me.

  “When will I be happy?” I asked Tokyo.

  “When you stop rushing it. Damn, Kyree, please just talk to No Hands, I mean really talk to him. Don’t curse him out or fight him, sit down and talk. As long as I’ve known y’all you two have never done that. You still love him and that’s what this all boils down to,” she said.

  “He treated me so badly,” I said sadly.

  “You helped him. Take responsibility too,” she spat.

  “Why the attitude?” I asked her.

  “You are getting on my fucking nerves, Kyree. I understand you was my shoulder to lean on when I went through that Tassana and Kauzie mess. I get it, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to turn a blind eye to your bullshit either. Last night you was wrong. Since the moment you found out about No Hands fucking Aries you started becoming a different woman. Please, don’
t get offended, but you really need to get it together. You are beautiful, smart and you have a good head on your shoulders. Fix it before you become like Tassana. People we envy so much are the ones we see ourselves in,” she said to me.

  “I will never hurt the people I love,” I said to Tokyo, offended.

  “I know that, but you will lose yourself and eventually you will start hurting people. Hurt people, hurt people, Kyree,” Tokyo said. My phone beeped and it was No Hands calling me for the tenth time. I told Tokyo I would call her back later.

  “Yes, Pernell,” I spat into the phone.

  “Good morning, beautiful,” his smooth, lazy voice said into the phone.