Page 71 of Repo'd His Heart
“You missed me?” He questioned me as he kissed me again this time behind my ear lobe.
“How can I miss you when you’re right here?” I breathlessly replied to keep my words from coming out as moans. Marlo knew what he was doing as he talked to me his hand freely roaming my naked body.
He’d started out tweaking my right nipple then his hand dropped to my exposed stomach. He sensually traced circles that got bigger until his hands touched the top of my pussy. Not completely just enough to tease me and cause my body to heat up.
“So,” He kissed my neck, “I miss you. You know the only time I don’t miss you?”
I heard Marlo’s question, but my words weren’t coming out. He had me tongue tied as he ran his finger through the folds of my pussy. My head moved from side to side, which would have to do as my answer. The only thing I was able to do was moan while Marlo’s fingers sensually stroked my clit.
“The only time I don’t miss ya fine ass is,” Marlo paused his words and removed his hands from my wet pussy. He used his hand to lift my leg, and he slowly slid into my pussy. “When I’m in this pussy. It’s the closest I can get to being inside ya skin with you. Fuck,” He moaned as he started to rock his hips back and forth. Slipping his dick in and out of me. “Every time I get in this pussy I wanna lock you up and keep you for myself. I can’t live on this earth without you,” Marlo gritted out with his fingers gripping my hip as he continued to fuck me from the back.
“Sss, shit right there Marlooo,” I moaned loving how his dick was feeling me up making me feel complete.
“You love me Solana?” He moaned in a huskily voice while he started pounding my pussy taking my breath away. “Tell me Solana, do you love me?” He asked using his hand that was just gripping my hip to lift my leg to be able to get deeper inside my pussy. “Cause a nigga love you. I love everything about ya pretty ass.” How Marlo was able to talk so freely while he delivered death strokes I would never be able to understand.
Right now, I didn’t care to understand either because hearing Marlo tell me he loved me caused tears to freely fall from my eyes as an orgasm I didn’t even know was coming ripped through my body. “Ahhh, I loveee youuu tooo,” I cried delirious from the unstopping pleasure my body was feeling. From Marlo’s words to his dick methodically slipping in and out of my pussy.
“Fuck, I love you too,” Marlo groaned in my ear and his hand under my head slipped around my throat, squeezing it as he fucked me into oblivion. “I love…yaassss,” His strokes were hard, faster, and deeper until I felt his warm cum shooting inside of me.
I laid there with my eyes closed ready to drift off into a deep sleep, that orgasm took all the energy I had left in me. A loud banging coming from my front door made my eyes pop right back open. I looked at Marlo confused and scared. I didn’t have company besides Zaylee, Yanna or him. Nobody else had my address that I knew off.
“Who the fuck is that?” Marlo questioned giving me an ice grill.
I shrugged my shoulders cluelessly, “Hell if I know.”
“Solana if I go down here and it’s a nigga you gone see a side if me you ain’t gone like,” Marlo threatened me with a deep frown.
We both got out of bed, he slid on his basketball shorts, and I picked up my shorts and t-shirt up off the floor, puttingthem back on. I had to run to catch up to Marlo, he was already down the steps by the time I was finished. When I made it downstairs he was snatching the front door open.
“Y’all see y’all’s bitch ass daddy wanna lay up with a nasty bitch than be home with y’all?” Fallon screamed with irritation as soon as the door was all the way open.
She had Mason and Mallory in their pajamas, both looking half asleep and fearful. While Braxton’s car seat at the bottom of my steps unattended. Fallon herself looked like she’d had a rough night. Her hair was all over her head, makeup smeared either a bruise or a bunch of hickeys on her neck.
“Bitch, why the fuck you got my kids out here in the middle of the night?” Marlo screamed, sounding enraged.
“Fuck you bitch ass nigga. You don’t wanna be like your daddy but here you are leaving your family for some pussy! But I ain’t a slow bitch ya mammy you ain't finna leave me raising these three kids alone.” Fallon looked around Marlo directly at me and said. “Since you want the nigga so bad help him take care of these fucking kids you nasty bitch.”
“Don’t speak to Solana. Ya ass miserable as fuck but I ain’t even trippin.’ It ain’t shit for me to take my seeds. Mallory and Mason go in there with Solana.” Marlo commanded and the girls sheepishly walked past Marlo into the house.
“Come on girls,” I said, ushering them into the living room, sitting them on the couch then turning on the TV on cartoons. “Stay in here we’ll be right back.”
I hurried back out the living room to the front door seeing Fallon trying to shove Braxton’s car seat into Marlo’s hand.
“Bitch, I ain’t takin’ that little nigga. You doin’ all this shit whole time the little nigga ain’t even mine. You the worst kind of bitch. Out here wanna play the victim, whole time you ain’t shit but a old nasty bitch.”
Damn.I didn’t expect Marlo to drop that kind of bomb. No, Braxton didn’t favor Marlo, Mason, or Mallory. I would be a lie if I said the thought of Braxton possibly not being Marlo’s. Since he hadn’t said much about it I let it go. I figured if Marlo came to me voicing his concerns then I would speak up.
An expression of guilt flashed across Fallon’s face, but she quickly hid it. “I know you not tryna deny my fucking baby nigga. Cause you fucking this bitch you wanna say my son ain’t yours? You a bit-”
“Pussy ain’t never made me switch up. I got him tested. Been knew, just waitin’ on you to make ya move.”
“Iii- You snuck and got him tested?” Fallon growled still trying to hold onto her anger even though she was dead wrong. I couldn’t imagine how Marlo had to be feeling on the inside.
“You mutha fuckin’ right. You got me fucked up if you think I’m finna take care of a baby that ain’t mine. You gotta be a dumb bitch if you believed that.”
In a softer, calmer tone Fallon replied. “Let me explain, please.”
“Don’t explain shit to me. I’m cool on ya dirty ass. Fuck I look like caring what you do with ya tired ass pussy? Sell that shit for all I care.” Marlo responded coldly.
