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“Oh my God!”

Lo’s mouth clasped onto my pussy, and my body quaked immediately. It was sad to say that this was the first time I’d had a mouth on my pussy. Kevin did not eat pussy, although he loved having his dick sucked.

“I’m about to cum.”

Lo taught me that a tongue could vibrate, or at least, that was what it felt like. His tongue was mode number seven on my rose. That was my favorite mode.

“Wet my fuckin’ beard, Reya. Get this pussy ready for this dick.”

Like an ill-mannered bitch, she spilled herself all over him. My chest heaved erratically. When his mouth went back to my center, I let go of my legs, put my elbows on the bed, and slid back.

“No, no! I can’t take it.”

He let me scoot up the bed. Without words he stood, unbuckled his pants, and they fell to the floor, then he pulled his boxers down. I felt his dick when I danced on his lap, but it was misleading. This man’s dick was thick as a Brachiosaurus’s fuckin’ neck.

“Nah, don’t be scared. You might not take my tongue right now, but this dick,” he wrapped his hand around his dick, “you’re gonna take.”

When he told me to come to him, I did without argument or hesitation. His hand cupped under my chin before he lowered the top of his body to meet my lips with his. I reached out to his dick and took it into my hand the best that I could. He stood straight up after our lips disconnected.

“What you gonna do with that? I want to feel the back of your throat.”

It wouldn’t take much to get that Brachiosaurus to the back of my throat.

My hand slid up and down the shaft of his dick with a pulsing grip.

I spit on the head of his dick before I took him into my mouth.

It hit the back of my throat, which caused me to gag.

I pulled back just enough to get myself together, then I went into beast mode.

Sucking dick was like riding a bike. You may not have done it in a while, but you’d never forget. The only thing was that I may have started with a Huffy twelve-inch bike with training wheels. Now, I was on a big boy dirt bike with a fuckin’ motor.

“Fuck, Tsireya! Pull your teeth back a little bit. Yeah, just like that, baby.”

My hands massaged his nuts as I sucked like my life depended on it. I felt myself get aroused from his pleasure from me sucking his dick. My moan was inevitable. When he abruptly pulled out of my mouth, I thought I did something wrong.

“Are you on birth control?” he asked.

After I confirmed that I was, he told me to get on the bed and lay down.

“I’m gonna let my dick curve ya pussy for a little while before I beat it up. Tsireya, you’re mine. Do you understand that shit?”

I couldn’t look away after our eyes locked. “Yes, I understand. If I’m yours, does that mean that you’re mine?”

Just because a man said that you were his did not equate to him being yours.

He claimed my lips with his before he answered my inquiry. “Yes, I’m yours and only yours. Don’t have me out here killing niggas, Tsireya. You should know that I will.”

The seriousness in his tone should have been threatening, but it was sexy. Is this what it feels like to be with a street nigga?

“I won’t baby. I only… oh, oh! Lo’ak!

He pushed himself into my wet middle opening. The pussy was a muscle that expanded, but right now, that bitch was spasming at the introduction of a fucking dinosaur.

“Yeah, this pussy is going to get me in fucking trouble.” He stroked in and out of me at angles that I think were combinations that you learned in trigonometry. “You know you’re not going anywhere now, right? We live together. Jedi is my fuckin’ son.”

My arms wrapped around Lo’s neck and pulled him to me when I felt my body start to convulse from the intensity of the orgasm that came over me. My abdomen felt like someone punched me in it.

“Fuck! Fuck!”

He didn’t stop stroking while my body released all of my electrolytes through my pussy. I was going to need a Gatorade after this.

“Pick a number from two to six,” Lo instructed.

His instructions confused the hell out of me. Right now, everything confused me because I had dick on the brain. He kissed my lips.

“Tsireya, pick a number from two to six, love.”

My head flew back into the pillow when he took my nipple into his mouth and grazed it with his teeth. His dick still moved in and out of me at a rhythm similar to a song I didn’t know but loved.

“Five, five! I pick five!”

When our eyes met, there was something in his that told me I should have picked a lower number. His lips went to my neck.

“Bet. Five more nuts coming up.”

Nigga, what!

For the rest of the night until the wee hours of the morning, he satisfied my body in ways that I didn’t know it could be satisfied.

We went from the bed to the wall to the shower to the floor to the balcony, to the damn desk in the room.

We fucked all around that room. When it was all said and done, Lo’ak pulled eight orgasms from me, of which two were almost violent.

As I dozed off on his chest after we showered for sleep, I made the decision that I would commit death row, felonious acts if a bitch ever tried my man. This was death row, bitch!

A Few Days Later…

“Okay, I think that’s everything,” I said excitedly. I looked around the dining room proud of my work. “How does it look, Lucas and SJ?”

They jumped around with bright smiles.

“It looks good, Mama!” Lucas complimented my work with his best friend right behind him to cosign.

“Girl, I can’t believe you did all of this,” Simone said as she looked around with a cheesy smile.

I enlisted her to help me with my plan because I wanted it to be a secret. Keeping a secret around these parts wasn’t an easy feat.

“I don’t know why. I love this kind of thing, but I don’t get a chance to do it often.”

She lifted her phone when it dinged. Her head popped back up at me.

“They’re about to pull up.” She put her finger up. “Wait. I don’t know about the hiding shit. You do know our niggas are street as fuck. I’m not interested in getting accidentally shot.”

I thought about what she said and agreed.

“Okay. Well, they’re going to see it from the door pretty much. We can just stand here.” I motioned for the boys to stand in front of us. “Come on! Come on.”

A few minutes after we stood there, we heard the beep from the door unlocking. Lo stepped into the house first and stopped short.

“What the fuck?”

Sully pushed him forward so the rest of them could come into the house.

When Joey came in, I tapped Lucas and SJ’s shoulder. Me, Simone, SJ, and Lucas jumped up.

“Surprise, Joey! Happy Birthday!”

Today was Joey’s actual birthday, and I wanted to do something for him. He stepped from the back of the pack that was still at the door.

“Yo, are you serious?” His boyish smile broke through.

I came forward. “Of course, we’re serious. You said you always wanted a Transformers birthday party when you were a kid. I wanted you to have that.”

He looked behind him. “Yo, Lo, your girl is something. You hit the jackpot with this one.”

Joey walked over to the table with the customized Transformers cake that cost me a lot of money because it was a rushed order.

I loved the cake, though, because it looked like Optimus Prime burst out of the top of the cake.

Streamers hung from the ceiling, with balloons on the ceiling and the floor.

There was a gift table filled with gifts that me, Mama Bee, and Simone purchased him.

Lucas and SJ helped pick out gifts as well.

They were excited to help us put this part together.

SJ ran over to Joey and grabbed his hand. “Come on! Look what’s in the backyard!”

Lucas grabbed his other hand, and they pulled him to the backdoor of the house. Ethan had his phone out taping the decorations. I clasped my hands together and took a deep inhale because of my assumption that the guys would make fun of all of this. My heart melted at Ethan’s commentary.

“Yo, this shit is dope as fuck. It’s my boy Joey’s birthday, and Mrs. AK put this together for him. My dude said he always wanted a Transformers party as a kid. She made that shit happen cap’n!” He walked to the back door then spun around. “A fuckin’ transformer bouncy house.” He rushed outside.

Sully moved to his wife, pulled her into him, and kissed her lips.

I loved their love. Since I had been here, Simone and I had developed a deeper relationship than boss and employee.

When I worked at Glitter Girls, we didn’t really talk much.

No one really talked to her because she was one part wife, one part mother, a part boss, and a part crazy as fuck.

While at work, she always had two guns and a knife on her.

She was not afraid to pull it and let that thing sing either.

I felt my emotions twinge as I watched Joey, Ethan, SJ, and Lucas jump in the bouncy house. Strong arms wrapped around me from behind before warm lips kissed my neck.

“Why are you so fuckin’ amazing? That nigga looked like he wanted to cry. Now, you got Ethan and Joey’s grown ass jumping in a fuckin’ bouncy house in my backyard.”

My body turned in his arms so that I could wrap my arms around his neck.

This man was perfect in every sense of the word, from his deep chocolate skin to his full, shaped beard.

He had full tattoo sleeves, but his chest was free of them.

The man’s eyebrows had a natural arch that women paid for. To God be the glory.

I giggled. “Everyone deserves to get celebrated.”

When he asked me when was the last time that I celebrated my birthday, my mind went back to my grandmother Pearl.

“The last birthday party that I remember was when I was six years old. My grandmama threw me a princess birthday party. It was amazing. That was the last birthday party that I had.”

“Damn, really? Why was that the last one that you had?” His perfect brow formed the tip of a triangle, and his jaw tightened. I had never given him insight into how I grew up. I rarely talked about it.