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  “Well, go with that feeling then,” Dmitri said, giving Troy pound and a slight man hug. “What’s her name?”

  “Red,” Troy said with a smile as he thought back at her fat ass rocking the hell out of those jeans she had on.

  “Red,” Dmitri repeated. “Sounds like she’s interesting and if just saying her name made you smile like that then I’d say that you certainly need some of that attention.”

  “I couldn’t agree with you more, but we’ll see.” He said, walking Dmitri to the front door. “We’ll see.”

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  “Hey baby,” Luke spoke with a smile on his face. He was very happy to see Scarlett. She smiled as she looked at him, standing there with a baby blue towel wrapped around the lower part of his body.

  “Are you trying to set me up?” She playfully grinned. “I said that I’d be here in ten minutes. So, why aren’t you dressed?” She asked, admiring his chiseled frame body. He looked good and she was trying not to give into temptation, but Luke had a luring smile and the Tom Ford cologne he was wearing had her panting on the inside like a female dog in heat.

  “What’s wrong?” He asked with a seductive, sexy smile planted across his face. “I can’t get a hug? I’ve missed you like crazy.”

  “Nothing is wrong and yes you can get a hug,” she said as he leaned in and wrapped his arms warmly around her body. She took in a deep breath then slowly released it as she hugged him back. The feel of his smooth skin up against her body was making her hotter and hotter. She backed away from him with a shy chuckle as if that was her first encounter with him ever.

  “No, don’t do that.” Luke said and pulled her back close to him. “I love you and you need to know that. I fucked up, because I was caught up in my feelings and I said some hurtful things at the moment, but it was only out of anger. I want you back in my life. I need you back in my life.” He admitted.

  Scarlett stood there, quiet for a moment. She loved him, too but she didn’t want to get caught up in her feelings, only to be let down again. “I don’t know, babe.” She whispered, trying to back away again.

  Luke pulled her back close to him then started kissing around her neck. “I need you.” He whispered in her ear. “You hear me? I need you.” Before Scarlett knew it, she was tied down in a tongue wrestling match with Luke. Wrapping his arms around her and palming the bottom of her ass, he picked her up while still passionately kissing her as he carried her up the stairs and in his bedroom. In no time she was out of her clothes and lying on his bed in a pink lace Victoria Secret’s bra set with the matching panties. Luke stood back and admired how sexy she was then his towel dropped.

  Scarlett’s insides felt like she was on fire from wanting him so bad. Her pussy was already throbbing with wet juices as she lay there looking forward to what he was about to do to her.

  Luke eased his way on top of her as his manhood hung low between his legs as if it was a third arm. He was definitely ready to rock her world as the anticipation of feeling her insides took over his every thought. He easily slid her panties down and didn’t waste any time tongue kissing her pussy. He went straight in like it was the main course of a meal that he’d been craving all his life.

  Scarlett moaned, grabbing the back of his head. “Baby,” she whispered, eyes rolling in the back of her head. If nothing else, Luke knew his way in and around some pussy. He had his tongue twirling inside her goodies while sucking and licking like his life depended on pleasing her. Before she could catch her breath from the adrenaline rush that he was teasing her with, he’d eased his way even further south, sliding his wet tongue down the crack of her butt then slipped it inside her asshole. Scarlett squirmed, almost begging for him to give her some slack, because he wasn’t playing with her. His tongue was driving her crazy going in and out of her most private parts then back up to her slip and slide. Luke was enjoying her goods like it was his playground as he tickled more than just her fancy.

  Once he was done pleasing her in every way he could ever imagine, he smiled, content to move on to the next phase. Just watching her helplessly hanging off the side of the bed begging for the good Lord, let him know that he had her right where he wanted her. From there, he gently parked his dick where it belonged then drove that expensive taste of a whip like it was brand new and ready to hit the road on a long exquisite getaway.

  Scarlett moaned out loud, digging her nails in Luke’s back as the feel of his long thick wood continued crawling deeper and deeper inside her womb. Luke’s low moans only enticed her to want to throw it back. He had her pinned halfway off the bed and beating it so good that she couldn’t do nothing, but take it.

  “Oh my God,” she called out. Luke was in a daze from looking down and noticing that her creamy insides had covered every inch of his thickness as he pulled it out, and then slid it back in. He tried thinking of any and everything, but nothing could take his mind off of busting a nut.

  “Shit,” he whispered, but felt good because as soon as he was letting it go, she was too, at the same damn time. They held each other in ecstasy feeling the other’s heartbeat rapidly pounding while their hot sweaty bodies were pressed against each other.

  Luke looked over toward his door with a glance then jumped up off of Scarlett. “WHAT THE FUCK?!” He called out as April stood in his doorway watching their entire fuck session. Her eyes were glistened with water like she wanted to cry, but she held back.

  Scarlett quickly covered up once she looked over to see what had startled Luke. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?” She quickly asked.

  “How the fuck did you get in my house?” Luke asked, wrapping the towel back around his waist as soon as he was up on his feet.

  April rolled her eyes. “You need to learn to lock the door if this is the kinda nonsense you’re going to be playing, with a no good tramp.”

  “I can’t,” Scarlett said, standing to her feet while getting dressed. She wanted nothing more than to slap the shit out of April, but the only thing saving her was that baby inside her. Luke was damn near speechless, because April was indeed a bold bitch who would try him at any given time.

  “I think you need to leave.” He firmly stated.

  “Think?” Scarlett questioned, giving him the side eye.

  April smiled, but inside she was hurt. “I only came by to tell you that I’ve decided to have the paternity test as soon as possible.”

  Luke shook his head feeling annoyed as fuck. “You could’ve called to tell me that.” He irritably stated.

  “Yeah, I would’ve if I had known that your slut bucket was here.” She boldly said as Scarlett was slipping on her shoes.

  Luke became furious. “Aye, don’t start that shit! You’re gonna respect her! You hear me?” He demanded with authority.

  “She don’t have, too because I’m leaving,” Scarlett said, attempting to walk off. Luke grabbed her by the arm, but she quickly snatched away from him.

  “You don’t have to leave,” he told her, wishing that she would stay.

  “I do have to leave before I catch a case,” she warned him, and then headed toward the door to exit his bedroom. It was something eating at her that wouldn’t let her pass April that easily and before Scarlett knew it, April’s shirt was wrapped up in her hand as she stared her directly in the eyes. Luke was trying to pull her away, but Scarlett’s grip was serious. “If you ever disrespect me again, I’ll kick that motherfucking demon child out your ass. You got that bitch?” The tone in her voice meant business and both April and Luke knew it.

  April was stunned. “Get this stupid bitch off of me,” she screamed as Luke was finally able to get Scarlett to turn her loose.

  Scarlett sadly looked at Luke, because she knew that she loved him, but hated that April was in the picture. “This is why it’ll never work between us; especially if that baby is yours.” She said, and then quickly made her exit. She was hurt, because April could possibly be having a baby by the man she loved; a man that she would never be able to
give a child to herself. She didn’t let April see it, but she wiped her tears once she was outside, making her way to her car.

  Chapter 3

  Sheila went to the door and peeked out of the peep hole. She took in a deep breath then opened the door.

  “Why are you to my house this time of morning?” She asked as Jay admired her sexy legs in the Victoria Secrets lace eyelet, cami and short set. The boy shorts hugged her hips making them look fatter than what they were. “Jay,” she called out to get his attention since his eyes were planted in the wrong places.

  “Uh, yeah,” he looked at her with a smile.

  “I told you to call me before you just show up to my house.” She snapped with her arms folded.

  “Then I wouldn’t have saw you wearing this,” he teased. “Come on, let me in.”

  Sheila stood in the doorway feeling very guarded. Jay had not only cheated on her, but he’d done it without a condom and had possibly gotten a bitch pregnant.

  “We have nothing to talk about,” she said with a light roll of the neck.

  “It’s been at least three weeks, baby,” Jay said. “Just let me in, so I can talk to you.” Sheila stood firmly planted in the doorway. “I call, you don’t answer. You don’t text back and you ignore me at work. How can I express my feelings if you don’t let me in?”

  “Maybe, because I don’t need you to express your feelings,” she responded. “You’ve been just as big a disappointment as my ex.”

  Jay looked sad. He knew he’d hurt her and in actuality she didn’t deserve it. She’d been good to him, but he’d been caught up on his unexpected feelings for Scarlett; crazy feelings that caused him to fuck around with April again.

  “Baby, can I just come in. It’s hot out this door.” He said as the mid-summer heat beat on his back. She noticed a little sweat popping up on his forehead, along with noticing how fresh he was in his khaki Lacoste cargo shorts and white polo Lacoste shirt.

  A nigga this fine shouldn’t have to sweat too long, a quick thought came to mind.

  Jay figured he’d give her a little good news to liven up her spirits. “You know that April is having a blood test in two weeks.” Hearing about that news sparked Sheila’s attention.

  “Oh, she can do that before the baby is born?”

  “Yep, as long as she’s over ten weeks they can do the procedure. Luke’s father is taking care of it for us,” he informed her. “I just wanted you to know that if that baby isn’t mine, I’d like to really show you how bad I want,” he paused. “Need you in my life.” He sincerely said.

  “What do you mean by that?”

  “Don’t worry about that. You’ll find out in due time,” he said with a handsome smile.

  “And if the baby is yours?” Sheila quickly asked.

  “Then that’ll be entirely up to you. I still want to be with you, but that’ll be something new that we’ll both have to deal with.”

  “Something that I won’t be dealing with; I can tell you that,” she said, already hating April as is. She couldn’t fathom the thought of having to deal with her no longer than she had too.

  “Well, we’ll cross that bridge when it gets here,” Jay said, swiftly moving up on Sheila. The smell of her luring perfume had him gone and her plain sexy pj’s were continuously turning him on. He hadn’t had sex since in three weeks and he wanted some bad. “I’m not going to let you leave me,” he whispered.

  “And how do you plan on stopping that?” Sheila asked.

  “Because, I’m not giving up on what I want and that’s you,” he said, kissing her around the neck. Sheila’s pussy had been hot for the nigga two weeks ago, but she held out as long as she could.

  “Jay, you say that shit now, but I don’t know.” She said, not really sure what to think. He had numerous calls and texts of begging for her forgiveness, but she wasn’t budging.

  “Please,” he pleaded, palming her right butt cheek with his hand. “Just le’me taste you.” He said, sticking his tongue out and in circular motions he licked lightly on her neck. Sheila still stood blocking the doorway. In a way, this was better than torturing his ass and she loved it, but when he slipped his fingers inside her very short, satin boy shorts, hurting him quickly turned into wanting him.

  “Jay, don’t do this,” she said acting as if she was trying to push him away, when in reality she was looking for the aggression to come out in the man walking around with blue balls for three weeks.

  “No, baby,” he whispered. “Don’t you do this to me, again,” he said thinking back at almost making her succumb to his advances at the office one evening when everybody had left work for the day.

  “I keep telling you that I’m not giving in until I know that this baby isn’t yours.” She said, panting at the fact that he had pressed his face on the outside of her satin boy shorts, sucking through them, making direct contact with her moist spot. The feel of his humid breath against the thin silk fabric felt as if she had nothing on. Her freshly shaved kitty had to be pumping secretions rapidly as her heart sped up from the adrenaline that he was pumping into her, breath after breath. He lifted her leg just a little moving her boy shorts to the side and sticking his tongue directly inside her wet vagina.

  “Oh my God,” Sheila whispered, tightly holding the top of Jay’s head. She was so lost standing in her doorway that it didn’t dawn on her to even open her eyes until she heard the sound of the neighbor’s dog barking. Shame slowly sunk in as she peeked out of one eye. “OH MY GOD!” She jumped backwards out of Jay’s seductive hold to see 87 year old Mrs. Sanders standing there with her white poodle on a leash. Her mouth was wide open as if the view of seeing such a bold act in public was the most interesting thing she’d ever witnessed. “I’m so sorry,” Sheila whispered to her while pulling Jay inside the condo and slamming her front door shut.

  She laughed a little, because in way that turned her on just as much as it turned on Mrs. Sanders. She immediately slipped out of her boy shorts and walked over to the couch. Her pussy was pulsating with juices awaiting Jay’s joy stick to play in her goods.

  Jay had already come out of his shorts as the thrill of seeing Sheila’s fat red butt protruding outwards, begged for his attention. This was what he’d been patiently hoping for, since he’d already told himself that if she gave in one time, that was going to be it. He was going to break her off so good that by the time he finished, she’d be sick in love and wouldn’t want to see herself without him; baby or not.

  He walked up on her, holding his long fat erect dick in his hand. He teased around the lips of her temple feeling the warm juices on his dick head.

  “Damn,” he whispered. The closer he got to her inviting wet hole the more it felt like he was the one getting suckered in. Sheila seemed too anxious, but at the moment he didn’t care if she was up to anything or not. He was horny as fuck as he slid inside her then slapped her lightly on the ass watching her throw it back and ramming her ass back on him. She was putting on quite a show and Jay enjoyed every freaky moment of it.

  After thirty minutes of heavy breathing, indulgent moans and groans, and passionate sex talk; Jay and Sheila were still high off their explosive orgasms. They were feeling themselves like one had put the wham bam over on the other.

  Sheila looked over at Jay with slight smile. “Don’t think that this is going to happen again until after I know if that baby is yours or not.”

  “I understand,” Jay whispered with a nod of his head. “I wanna give you something though, in good faith. I am honestly trying to prove my love and loyalty from this point on.” He said, standing up and grabbing his shorts. He reached in the pocket and pulled out a small square Tiffany’s jewelry box.

  Sheila’s eyes widened, but she played off her emotions by keeping it cool. “You know I’m not going to ever marry you until after I know that April is fully out of our lives.”

  Jay opened the jewelry box as he sincerely stared at her. Sheila frowned when she didn’t see anything in it. “The ring th
at belongs in here will be here when I know that you’re ready to be my fiancé. I know I fucked up and that I know that I have to work hard to gain your trust again, but please believe me when I say I will. I promise, one day you’ll love me again.”

  Sheila just sat with her arms crossed. She had a soft spot for Jay and he had certainly worked his way in her heart. He was spontaneous, fun, sexy, smart, and packing in all the right places. She would be crazy not to want him in her life, but she would be crazier to take on any foolishness that April was sure to stir up. She’d already had to get her number changed due to the relentless calls April had made in the past two weeks just to taunt her.

  “Yeah, well, we’ll see.” Sheila said as Jay’s phone vibrated an incoming text.

  “That’s probably your psycho bitch,” Sheila said, swiping her boy shorts up off the couch. Jay looked at the phone and shook his head as Sheila headed upstairs to clean up. April had become a huge thorn in her side since the truth had come to light.