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“Look at you. You sound motha fuckin responsible. That’s the kind of shit that I like to hear coming from you. I only had to beat your ass a few times to get you to this level,” I fucked with him, and he laughed because he knew that it was true.

Man, at one point, I truly believed that I was going to have to give Diego the boot. I felt like he lacked a lot of maturity being in this game. I was critiquing him, more than I was complimenting him, and that was becoming a problem for me.

“Chill out. I just had to go through that season. Get my mind right first. I’m good now,” he replied, and I nodded.

I haven’t been having any problems out of Diego. I felt like it was maturity on his end, but I also felt that he had chosen to get right these days because he saw that I had a lot on my plate, and he wasn’t trying to give me anymore problems.

“Aight. I’ll hit you later to see how everything is going. I love you nigga,” I let him know, and he laughed after I said that, shaking his head.

“Here you go with that soft ass shit,” he fucked with me.

“Why every time I tell my brother that I love him, I gotta be called soft? I do love you, nigga. If anything, it makes me a real man to be able to express my love. Say that shit back, so that I can hang up the phone,” I went on to tell him, and he cracked up again.

“Aight man. I love you too,” he responded.

After that, we hung up.

I jumped down from the counter, and I went back into the bedroom, hoping that Riot’s ass would be up by now. Before getting back in bed with her, I grabbed my glasses that were sitting down on the nightstand, and I placed them on.

The room wasn’t too dark because I could see her. She still had her head lying down on the pillow, but her eyes were opened. She was watching me. It was going to be hard for her to sleep through all the shit that was happening in this house. It was a bunch of teenagers here that were running through the house, and with them downstairs cooking breakfast, you could hear the music that they had playing down there too.

“Good morning, beautiful,” I said with a smile on my face, happy that she was up.

I leaned in, so that I could kiss her on her forehead, and then her lips.

“Good morning,” her voice came out a little raspy, as she continued to lay there.

I got in bed, but instead of lying down, I sat up, resting my head against the headboard. I lifted my arm up, and that was basically my way of telling Riot to come here. She took the hint, sat up in bed, and she scooted over to me.

The only thing that she was wearing was her tank top, and underwear. She scooted over, tucking her head into my arm that I wrapped around her, and she looked up at me. I let my arm continue to rest around her. She was the one to lift up, and shekissed me on my lips. It didn’t matter what time of the day that I kissed Riot, her breath was never on ten. I never had to worry about any stank, hot ass breath from her. She can shove her entire tongue down my mouth, first thing in the morning, just like she was doing right now, and I wouldn’t feel any kind of way about it.

I was one of those men that woke up with a hard dick every day of the week. It literally didn’t matter. I could wake up with some heavy shit on my mind, but my dick was going to always be hard. As we were kissing, my dick was standing straight up in the pajama bottoms.

I wanted some head. I’ve been trying to get head from Riot for months, but she was always able to talk her way out of that shit, saying she was too scared to do it. I feel like we’ve crossed every line so far, except her giving me head. Our sex was always off the chain, but I was a man, and I wanted to feel her wrap her lips around my dick. Since that was the case, I removed the arm that I had wrapped around her, so that I could put my hand on the back of her head, pushing her head down, wanting her to get the hint. She knew exactly what I was trying to do, which is why she broke the kiss, and she pulled away.

“Dolo, stop,” she said, trying to get up, but I pulled her arm, not wanting her to.

“Why every time I ask for some head, you do that? Suck the tip or something,” I voiced, and she laughed.

“Becuaseeeee. I feel like that’s nasty,” was her response.

“You don’t think it’s nasty when I eat your pussy? All that squirting, and shit that you be doing. I love it though. I look forward to it. Come on. Get me right, baby,” I was on her ass this morning, not going to let her talk her way out of it like she always did.

The vibe was perfect. The setting was perfect. We were in Turks, on this beautiful island. I deserved some nasty, disgusting head.

You could see the hesitation in her eyes. On one end, I saw where she wanted to do it, but on the other end, you could tell that she was scared. Riot was always in her head when it came to sex. She liked to think that I fucked all kinds of BBL bitches before her that could get a gold medal when it came to sex, so often times, she would get in her head, feeling like she couldn’t compete with them, when that wasn’t the case at all.

Once she turned her head, and she looked at that door, I already knew that it was about to be her time to shine. She just wanted to make sure that the door was locked.

It was. I made sure I locked it last night.

“Don’t look at me when I do it though,” she let out, moving away from me, so that she could go where my dick was.

“Shit. Ima look you right in your fuckin eyes. Come on,” I said, leaning over, so that I could pull off the top that she was wearing. I tossed it to the side of me.

She was now on her knees, wearing just her panties. So many features about her that I loved that I really didn’t know what I wanted to look at. I was a sucker for her titties. They weren’t the biggest, but they were full. They fit into my hands perfectly. Flat stomach. Pretty pussy that was free of hair. I was a sucker for all that shit.

Riot placed her hands on the band of the pajama bottoms that I was wearing, along with the briefs, and she pulled both down. I assisted her by sitting up a little bit, and my dick was standing tall. It was a lot of dick to try and fit into your mouth, but I wanted to see her do it.