14

  Brynlee

  Feeling warm kisses raining all over my face, I peeked my eyes open to see that it was Sawyer hovering over me.

  Cracking a smile, I couldn’t help but wonder what time it was because when I went to bed at ten, he still wasn’t home yet.

  “Where you been?” I asked him.

  He looked at me in a weird way which let me know he probably had done something he wasn’t supposed to. Lifting, I grabbed the covers to keep my naked body covered.

  “Sawyer, where you been?” I asked him again, and he huffed as if I was irritating him by asking him a question.

  “I’ve been out handling business Bryn. I also had to buy us some shit for the trip.” He looked over at the bags that he had sitting by the entrance of the doorway.

  “And that took all day?” I questioned, glancing over at the clock, seeing that it was now three in the morning.

  “Where the fuck you been Sawyer?” My voice escalated.

  “I was handling some business just like I told you. That’s all you need to know. I really would appreciate if you would lower your voice too.” He looked over his shoulder at me.

  Shaking my head, I dropped the conversation. It was three in the morning and our flight was scheduled to leave at seven in the morning. The last thing that I wanted to do was continue to stay up and argue with him, something that we rarely did.

  Rolling my eyes, I laid back down and made sure to turn over on my side, with my back facing the direction he would be laying.

  As I laid there with my eyes closed, trying to force myself back to sleep, I felt movement in the bed as if he had gotten up. I peeked out of my left eye to see him headed for the bathroom. I watched him enter and then seconds later the shower could be heard.

  Why does he need a shower? I wondered. Negative thoughts began to run through my head, causing my stomach to turn.

  I never had that problem with Sawyer but in the beginning, I didn’t have that problem with Troy either. I just hoped this wasn’t the case and that I was just overreacting.

  Getting out of bed, I walked into the bathroom where he was. I stood there watching him through the glass door.

  The hot water was causing it to slowly start steaming up, but I could still see all 6’2 of his fineness as he lathered up the soap to begin washing himself off.

  “You can stand there, or you can join me.” He looked over at me, causing me to stop lusting over him and focus back on the issue at hand.

  “No, I want to know why the hell are you taking a shower,” I questioned him.

  Sawyer looked at me, chuckled loudly and then shook his head.

  “Are you serious right now?” he asked as he began to wash the soap suds off of his tatted body.

  Fuck, why did this man have to be this fine? I wondered. I was staring at him as if I didn’t get the joy of seeing him every day.

  “Yes, I’m serious,” I answered as my eyes followed his hand movements as he gripped his dick.

  Sawyer didn’t reply back; instead, he stepped out of the shower, allowing the water to drip off of his brown sugar skin. Leaving puddles of water as he walked over to me with a sexy scowl on his face, Sawyer now stood in front of me.

  “Talk to me.” He lowered over me, looking down at me with hooded eyes as I tried to find the words to say to him.

  It was crazy how he could make me so fucking speechless. How I knew what I wanted to say but somehow, it still managed to get stuck in my throat.

  “Why the fuck are you taking a shower? What you been out doing Sawyer?” I finally found my vocals as I twirled my neck, giving him nothing but attitude.

  Sawyer rubbed his hands across his chin and through his thick bread.

  “Brynlee, you really think I would fuck over you? You still questioning my loyalty to you?” he asked me, and the way he spoke calmly to me had me regretting that I even thought such low things.

  Sawyer had proven himself from day one that he was all about me. He had showed it over and over again, and here I was still finding myself being insecure from the past things that I had went through.

  There was no reason why I should have even thought he was out doing wrong.

  “I mean, Sawyer, you’ve been out all day. Gone half the night, what am I supposed the think?” I told him, and he nodded his head as if he understood where I was coming from.

  “I get that and that’s my fault. But when I tell you that I was out handling business, baby, it be just that. I would never, ever do anything to fucking hurt you. I’ve told you that. You think we’ve come this far just for me to fuck it up? I plan on making you my wife, Brynlee. This ain’t no game,” he expressed, closing the gap that was between us.

  “You think the love I have for you is a game?” he asked with a serious expression on his handsome face.

  “No,” I lowly stated as if I was in trouble.

  The way he glared down at me, had me feeling like I was being scolded.

  “Alright then, act like you know that shit. I love the fuck out of you, and you ain’t never gotta worry about me doing some sucka ass shit like that.” He gripped my ass, pulling so close to him that I could feel his dick touching me.

  “He only wants you and gets hard for you.” Sawyer smirked, causing me to blush and bury my face into his wet chest.

  Swiftly, Sawyer lifted me up and carried me over to the counter. He sat me down on the edge of it and stood in between my legs.

  “You do know I love you?” he asked, kissing me on my lips before I could even answer.

  “Yes,” I said, with our lips still meshed together.

  “Good. I don’t want you to ever think that I’m not all about you. Ever.” He held the side of my face and bored deep into my eyes as he mouthed ‘ever’ again.

  Sawyer then brought my face to his and we continued kissing each other with so much passion and love that I was feeling like my heart was about to explode.

  “Baby, oh my god, wake up.” I shook Sawyer, who was passed out snoring in my ear.

  He and I had both overslept. After the sex that we had early this morning, I was drained. Sawyer’s sex drive was out of this world. What started with him eating my pussy as I sat on top of the bathroom counter, ended with me bent over the edge of the bed as he rammed his dick in and out of me.

  This time we were able to fully enjoy each other without no interruptions, so of course we gave each other extra attention. When his mouth wasn’t on me, I had my mouth on him. We sucked and fucked for hours, which was why we had overslept.

  About time we finished fucking, we only had a good hour to get some rest.

  “What?” Sawyer asked with his eyes still closed. He was getting ready to turn over and ignore the fact that I was trying to get him up.

  “Baby, we have to get up and get ready so we don’t miss our flight,” I told him.

  “We can just book another for a later time, baby,” he suggested, but that was not what I wanted to do.

  I wanted to get there whenever everyone else did, so he was about to get his ass up and get ready.

  “Saw, come on, get up.” I nudged him even harder.

  I then grabbed my phone and got out of the bed. Looking down at my phone, I saw that Merci had been blowing my shit up.

  I quickly called her back while I headed into the bathroom to wash my face, brush my teeth and fix my damn hair that was all over my head from Sawyer pulling my shit as if it was real.

  “Bitch, I know you are not just getting up?” she yelled into the phone.

  I laughed as I took the phone from my hear and put it on speaker phone. I placed it down on the counter and grabbed my toothbrush.

  “Girl yes, but it is not my fault,” I explained as I smeared the toothpaste on my toothbrush.

  “Uhmm huhh... you and Sawyer’s nasty asses is going to be having another lil’ one running around here.” She laughed and I couldn’t do nothing but do the same.

  “Whatever. We will be leaving out the house in about twenty minutes,” I told her as I began brushing my teeth.

  “Alright. We’re already here. See you two soon,” Merci said before she hung up.

  I then began to quickly move around the bathroom so that we could be gone. I knew I was the one that took the most time getting ready.

  As I brushed my hair down, I was still naked from last night’s activities, Sawyer walked in and wrapped his hands around me.

  “You do know I don’t mind having another baby.”

  “Uhmm, that’s cool and all, but it’s not happening,” I let him know.

  Yeah, I did want more kids, but I was satisfied with the one that I had finally gotten. Also, I still feared miscarriages. God had indeed blessed me but that didn’t mean that I wouldn’t have to face the torture of another miscarriage. I think no matter what that would always be one of my biggest fears, even if I did have more kids. Miscarriages had scorned me for life.

  I hated the thought of having to be in fear all over again, if I had gotten pregnant. I didn’t want to have to put myself through that stress again.

  Granted, it would be amazing if Sawyer and I could have more kids, but I first had to mentally prepare myself.

  Right now, I was happy. Things were good and I didn’t need anything to cause that dark depression that I had managed to escape, to come and make an appearance in my life. I wanted to continue to walk on this huge ass cloud of happiness and if that meant avoiding pregnancy, then so be it. He would just have to understand that.

  “I already put one up in you again.” He chuckled before he walked off, leaving me with his words lingering in my head.

  Nah, I shook my head. I wasn’t even about to let his words play with my mind like that because I was on birth control. I knew for a fact that I wasn’t pregnant.

  But that shit didn’t always work, I thought as I stared at myself in the mirror.

  Taking in a deep breath, I tossed those thoughts to back of my mind and finished getting ready so that we could leave.

  15

  Greyson

  “Wait a minute my nigga, you did what?” I asked Sawyer as we all sat around at the bar inside of his suite enjoying drinks.

  The girls had gone out and had a little spa day before we started the activities for the day and plus, no lie, Vegas during the day was not for black people. It was so hot out here that even the breeze that blew felt like it was stinging you against your skin.

  “I made his punk ass shoot himself.” He shrugged as if it was nothing as he took a swig from his drink.

  “Boy, you fucking crazy. Ain’t no way yo’ ass is fucking normal.” Luca chuckled with his blunt in his hand.

  “Man, I like to eliminate all fucking problems. I ain’t about to sit around and let somebody get away with thinking I’m something to play with,” Sawyer stated in a serious tone.

  “I feel you on that.” Luca nodded. “I hope that lil’ bitch went and got that abortion like she said, because I ain’t got time for her to be playing with me. I’m trying to let her handle it, but I have a feeling that she is lying,” he added.

  “Bro, you didn’t go with her? You just took her word for it?” I asked him, face all scrunched up in confusion.

  I just knew that Luca had to be smarter than that. I would never, ever trust a bitch telling me that she went and got an abortion. I would need to be there, watching the doctor do the procedure in order for me to believe it.

  But I never had that problem. I wasn’t bussin’ up in nobody that I didn’t see a future with.

  “Man, you crazy… When that bitch was trying to say she was pregnant by me, I went straight to her house with a pregnancy test. I needed her to piss on the stick for me. I wasn’t allowing her to tell me shit without proof,” Sawyer said.

  “The one that actually had her tubes tied, right?” I asked, remembering him telling us about this a while ago.

  “Yes. Fucking clown ass bitch.” He shook his head and we all laughed because she tried to play him. But luckily my nigga was smart enough to not play with her.

  “That bitch was over there going with Nutty Professor.” Luca burst out laughing.

  “Nigga Mr. Klump. I swear.” Sawyer doubled over.

  We were all laughing and shooting the shits until I was interrupted by my phone buzzing like crazy.

  Looking down, I squinted my eyes as I read over the number to see if I could remember it.

  The fuck is this? I thought as I answered the phone.

  “Who is this?” was the first thing I said when I answered.

  “Grey...” her soft voice spoke through the phone. I could tell she had been crying and I just didn’t understand why Zella couldn’t get the fucking picture. I hadn’t even fucked her and here she was running around here acting like a bitter, scorned ex. I could see if I had cheated on her, dogged her out and left her high and dry, but that wasn’t even the case.

  She was real life blowing a nigga and my patience was running real thin.

  I think she took advantage of the fact that she knew I would never physically hurt a female. I felt like she was going to keep pushing my buttons until I spazzed out and did some shit that I would later regret.

  “Zella, why can’t you get the fuckin’ picture? I don’t want you. Go jump yo’ ass off a cliff or something,” I roared into the phone.

  “You don’t mean that Grey...” her voice trembled as she spoke into the phone.

  I had no idea if she was back to her old habits or what, but she had been trippin’ since she saw me with Merci. I bet if she never saw me with her, she wouldn’t be doing all this wild ass shit.

  “I do mean that shit. I need you to get the fuck out my life!”

  I roared into the phone then I hung up in her face before she could say anything.

  Not even seconds later, she was calling back. This bitch was on some real-life weird shit and I didn’t know what to do besides show her I wasn’t the one to keep playing with.

  “The fuck you got going on?” Luca asked as he and Sawyer both looked at me puzzled.

  “Man, that bitch Zella been trippin’ hard lately. I don’t know what to do with her ass,” I explained as I ran my hand down my face, followed by a deep sigh.

  “Kill her ass,” Sawyer said as if death was the only option.

  “I mean, I agree...” Luca puffed on his blunt.

  “And kill her friend while you at,” he added.

  Even though killing her would easily end all my problems, that was something that I couldn’t do. Had it been a nigga, it wouldn’t be an issue. Shit, I still had to pay that nigga Nix a visit, but I was just waiting. I wanted him to think I forgot. To think that everything was good. For him to feel like he was still untouchable and right when he least expected, I was going to snatch everything that he worked hard for right from underneath him, and then his soul would soon follow.

  “Man, if I could I would, but I just can’t do that shit.” I palmed my face.

  “Yeah, well I might do it for you. Kill two birds with one stone. Catch her and her friend Apryl together and just end it for the both of them,” Luca stated as if it was nothing.

  “Shit, you’ll be doing Merci a favor because apparently she doesn’t like either one of them. I think Apryl used to fuck with that nigga I still owe a bullet,” I let them know.

  We continued to talk about all the drama we had going on and the plans we had for these fool ass people that kept playing with us.

  A few hours had passed, and we were finally hearing the door open. The girls had stumbled in and I could tell their asses had been drinking. They must’ve gone to more than just the spa.

  “Hey baby,” Merci slurred as the other two giggled, stumbling behind her.

  “I guess we missed the fucking party.” Luca stood up and so did Sawyer.

  “What you talking about?” Channel had asked him, giving him this look that I knew all too well. She wanted my nigga in a major way and if I knew Luca like I thought I did, he was going to give her exactly what she wanted.

  “Chill lil’ mama.” He chuckled, walking up on her.

  Instantly, she began to blush and become all girly in front of him. I watched Luca place his finger under her chin then whisper something in her ear, causing her to giggle.

  “See, no ma’am, it’s time to go,” Merci interrupted the two of them.

  “Grey, get your hating ass girl,” Luca fussed.

  Chuckling, I grabbed Merci and pulled her close to me. “What I tell you?” I whispered in her ear. She rolled her eyes and huffed.

  Shaking my head, I kissed her then grabbed her hand.

  “Pool part tonight, right?” I asked everyone, followed by a wink.

  “Yeah,” Sawyer answered as his hands wrapped around Brynlee. That nigga was a sucka in love too. Hell, the way Luca was whispering in Channel’s ear, his ass was next, and he didn’t even know it.

  “Alright bet. I need to go have a lil’ chit chat with my girl,” I let them know as we headed out.

  I watched as Merci walked ahead of me in a sky-blue dress that flowed all the way down to the ground. It curved right along with her curves, causing my dick to jump.

  She had gotten her hair done a few days before, totally switching it up on me.

  Merci was currently working this burgundy-colored hair that was all the way down to her ass.

  “I’m putting a baby in you tonight. Matter fact, right now,” I expressed, biting down on my lip as I eyed her.

  “Boy please.” She spun around, rolled her neck then stuck her tongue out at me.

  While trying to be cute and walk backwards, she ended up tripping over her long ass dress and falling right on her ass.

  Oh shit. I covered my mouth and rushed to help her up.

  I helped Merci to her feet as I tried not to laugh at her crazy ass.

  “It’s all your fault,” she pouted, swinging on me, trying to punch me in the arm.

  “How? It ain’t my fault yo’ ass can’t walk backwards.” I chuckled, causing her to get madder and storm off.

  Chasing behind her, I scooped her up and threw her over my shoulders, while smacking her on her ass.

 

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