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"You think I'm getting fat?" Lyric asked looking at her naked body in the mirror. O'shea shrugged. "Just a little." Lyric pushed him and O'shea laughed kissing her neck.
"Coach thinks I should get in shape." "Fuck her,I like your body.. you thick in all the right places." "And look at my stomach." Lyric scrunched her nose up.
"Ain't nothing wrong with your body baby." Lyric looked up at him. "So you won't leave me for a twig bitch?" O'shea laughed out loud and Lyric smiled.
"I know you won't,I'm just playing." She poked her stomach and frowned. It was a little hard. "You gon' get in the shower with me or what?" O'shea asked wiggling his eyebrows.
Lyric laughed. "As long as we're just washing up." O'shea smacked his lips. "Fine." Lyric pinched his cheek and they got in the shower together.
Lyric put some shampoo in O'shea's hair and scrubbed his hair for him. O'shea closed his eyes and Lyric smiled. "You like that?" "Yea you should wash my hair more often."
Lyric kissed his lips and he opened his eyes. Lyric grabbed her shampoo and started washing her hair. "So Noah asked me to make flyers for him for this party their having."
"What kind of party?" O'shea asked. He didn't like Noah..at all. "A brown party." "Brown party?" "Yea for people of color." "Mhmm." "So?" Lyric asked scrubbing het scalp.
"What?" Lyric smacked her lips. "Can I make those flyers." "Hellll no." Lyric rolled her eyes. "He can do it himself or ask someone else." Lyric shook her head.
"You don't trust me do you?" She asked. "I trust you,I just don't trust that dude.. I don't want him to try anything." "Alright fine,I'll tell him to find someone else."
"Thank you." He kissed her neck and Lyric smiled throwing her arms around him and running her fingers through his hair. After kissing for a while both of them had made it to the bedroom.
Lyric was scratching O'shea's back making him hiss from the pain and groan.
He dug his nails in her thick thighs giving her long deep strokes. He was kissing her all over her face,neck, lips and chest. Lyric grabbed the back of his neck and they looked in eachothers eyes.
O'shea bit her lip and pulled her into a passionate kiss as they made love since they barely fucked anymore. Lyric switched positions and O'shea helped her out and held her waist guiding her.
She slowly rode him while she kept her balance. "Just like that." O'shea bit his lip and threw his head back against the headboard.
Lyric smirked and O'shea pushed the rest of him inside of her and Lyric let out a moan. She started riding him faster making his toes curl.
Lyric slowly took her hands off of him and held her balance with no hands like a pro but she was still had a long way to go.
O'shea gripped her ass and grinded his hips watching her pink insides hug his member. Lyric started bouncing up and down making her breasts do the same.
Lyric looked down at him sexily while O'shea tried to contain his moans. They finished up and laid down on the bed trying to catch their breath.
O'shea looked at Lyric up and down wondering if she doing that to any other niggas. "What?" Lyric asked pulling the covers over them. O'shea sucked his teeth.
"Baby what?" Lyric repeated sitting up a little. He didn't know why but he was mad. "Nothing." He mumbled. Lyric sighed.
"It ain't never nothing with you. What is it? Tell me." "It's mine right?" He asked. Lyric raised a brow. "Mhm." "Good,we ain't never breaking up."
He turned around and Lyric climbed ontop of him. "What are you getting this from?" She laughed. "I just had to know." Lyric poked her bottom lip out and kissed his pink lips.
"You know I'm not going nowhere." "Yea." Lyric smiled and kissed him five more times. "You really want another round?" He asked. Lyric grinned.
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"Hey daddy." Lyric said taking a seat infront of her father. Eric smiled. "Hey babygirl." Lyric sat her purse on the table and moved her hair out of the way.
"So what's up?" She asked. He shrugged picking his drink up. "How are you?" He asked. "I'm fine..is this why you sent for me? And how did you know where I stayed?"
She asked. Eric looked down at his champagne. "I might've had you followed." Lyric scoffed. "Wow." "I was just worried about you." Lyric was silent.
"I haven't seen you in two months." Lyric nodded. "Yea I know." "Just because you and yo Mama not on good terms doesn't mean you block me out too.. I'm your father."
"I know Daddy I'm sorry." Eric sighed and the waiter sat their food infront of them. "Steak, shrimp and potatoes.. your favorite." Lyric smiled and grabbed two cheddar biscuits.
"How's school?" Eric asked. "It's good, I'm in a group called Black Lives Matter." She said proudly.
"I heard about that movement, they haven't gon' public yet but it's only a matter of time when they do." "I know right,it won't be long until we're finally heard you know? We won't be invisible anymore."
"You right." Eric smiled and watched Lyric inhale her food. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Breathe Lyric." Eric joked. Lyric rolled her eyes and swallowed her food.
He chuckled. "So um,how's Jr?" He asked. Lyric groaned. "Not you to." Eric shrugged. "What? I can't ask how y'all relationship is doing?" "Then what? Your gonna ask if we're having sex?" She asked.
Eric scoffed. "Well you better not be." Lyric licked her lips then looked down at her food. "I wish y'all would stop talking to me about that,I'm eighteen years old."
Eric nodded. "Trust me I know." "Y'all never did that to Mace." "Because he's a boy." "And? He got a grown woman pregnant at the time and y'all were worried about me."
"You right." Lyric nodded. "I didn't mean to talk to you like that..I haven't been feeling like myself lately." Lyric mumbled. "I can tell." Eric leaned in his seat.
"But there's something else I wanted to talk to you about." "What?" "Your mother." Lyric rolled her eyes. "She won't admit it but she's worried about you."
"Wow." Lyric said sarcastically. "Just come home." Lyric shook her head. "No,I can't go back there with her breathing down my neck about everything."
"That's yo Mama and she's gonna do that rather you like it or not..she's worried about you." Lyric was silent. "I'll even give you your car back if you come home." Lyric scoffed.
"No thank you,I'm making my own money now and I don't need y'all taking away everything y'all buy me. I'm making money so I can buy my own and won't worry about somebody taking it."
Eric smiled a little. "I'm proud of you." Lyric raised a brow. "Really I'm proud of you,you became very independent these couple of months."
"Thank you." Eric nodded. "You don't have to come home but I do know you need your car." Lyric bit her lip.
"I paid for it, not your mother..think of it as a gift." Lyric sighed giving in. "Alright." Eric smiled.
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