Move in

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September 8th
7am
Maziyah pov

I walk in mari room, climb on his bed, and kiss me. He grabs my waist and kisses back.

"Hi" he says

"Goodmornin baby" i smile

"How you get hea?" he ask

"My stepdad brought me" i say

"Who yo step dad?" he sits up and rubs my back

"Zaire. I found out yesterday dat he been wit my daddy fa 5 years and dey engaged" i tell him

"Damn. Well now you a big brother" he says

"Ik. Dey already loved me so it ain't gon be hard fa dem to like me" i say

"Why you get a attitude wit me yesterday?" he ask

"I was sexually frustrated and took it out on you. Im sorry and please don't send pictures to my phone without telling me to be alone first" i tell him

"Youn need pictures if you hea" he starts kissin my neck. "Hollon why you aint at school?"

"My principal said i can stay home today just incase now continue cause dat felt good" he chuckles and continues while rubbin my back. "Mmm"

"You still frustrated?" i nod quickly and he lays me down, takes his shirt off, den continues to kiss my neck while pulling my shorts down.

I put my hand in his shorts and rub his dick. He stops.

"Hollon, you gotta clean first" he tells me

"But i already-"

" Nope, go" He sits up and i get off the bed.

25 mins later....

"Fuuuck" i moan. He sticks 2 fingers in, spreads them, and tongue fucks me. "Omg"

"You gotta be quiet" he tells me as he gets up and kisses me

"Why?" i ask

"Dray hea" he says

"Idgaf bou- mmm" he adds another finger

"You gon be quiet?" i shake my head. I takes his fingers out and flips me over den makes me arch my back. Aw shit. Without warning, he slams it in. I cover my mouth to keep myself from yelling.

He grabs my waist and goes slow. My arm is hurting but it feels too good to complain rn even though ik he would want me to tell him. He grabs my neck and kisses me.

"Mari" i say in between kisses

" Ian takin nun out" he tells me

"Please?"

"It's not even the whole thing. You can take it" he says as he kisses my neck

"Mmm fuck" i moan. My arm is hurting a lil more. After a few more strokes, he pulls out. "Why you stop?"

"Cause your crying" he tells me den wipes the tears off my face

"People cry from good pleasure" i say

"I know but you just got out of the hospital and you said you can move one arm better than the other which means one of yo arms hurt" he goes to get a towel

"It hurts a little bit" i tell him

"Don't lie maziyah"

"Alright fine it does hurt"

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