Page 11 of We Could Be Better
kaine
This bitch Dreka had me fucked on so many different levels.
Grant you when we first started fucking around I didn’t think I would be here today shooting at her ass.
I had real feelings for her though and time after time I tried to express them, but she would tell me I was just someone to occupy her time until her dude got out.
Fuck that she can hold that noise because the first time we fucked I meant exactly what I said.
That’s my pussy and it always will be until one of us leaves this earth and I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
I remember the first time I saw here walk in my office.
I don’t usually deal with woman making drops, but it was something about her that drew me to her.
When I first saw her I wanted to show her different I was even willing to be a father to that bastard child of hers, but no that bitch just had to fuck over my trust. I followed her ass all around and she didn’t even notice; she moved with no care in the world and I just didn’t understand.
When moving weigh like she was moving she should always watch her surroundings.
Because of how her ass played me I was no longer dealing with Cash ass, he can thank his bitch ass brother and sister in law for that.
Cash was actually a cool ass dude and was all about business.
I didn’t want to stop business with him, but I knew if anything came down he would be on his brother side and not mine. So fuck that nigga too
“Hey daddy” Dreka said as she walked in office
“Whats up girl come..” before I could even get the rest of my words out Dreka was on her knees pulling my dick out my pants and ready to wrap her pretty lips around them.
Lil mama mouth piece wasn’t nothing nice.
I watched as she moved her head up and down my shaft.
Making my dick disappear I couldn’t even control myself; I released down her throat watching her swallow all my kids.
“You good daddy”
“Turn around” she did as commanded.
I slid my dick inside her sweet juice box and slid in and out of her.
The pussy Drek had would make a blind man see and her head would make a gay man straight I had to admit lil mama was nothing nice when it came to her sex.
Maybe that’s why I’m sitting in this office with my dick on hard thinking about her unappreciative ass.
I only went by the house that day to talk to her I wanted to know where her head was.
When she opened that door she acted like she didn’t know me; I became furious.
I paid for that lifestyle she’s living I hope ya’ll didn’t think those lil drops was paying for the shit she wore.
That bitch had disrespected me in a way no man should be disrespected in.
I kicked the door in and found her hiding in the closet of one of the rooms I’m assuming was hers.
I wasn’t going to hurt her I just wanted to talk to her.
I wanted her to come back home with me and we can finally start on that family we talked about.
She couldn’t even look at me though; I touched her arm and she started swinging at me with a knife.
Everything just happened so fast and I blacked out.
Her son screaming for his mama is what brought me back.
“Oh well” I thought when you play with people feeling you get what you deserve; she should’ve known not to fuck around with a killer like myself.
“You did that?”
This nigga was becoming a pain in my ass.
He could’ve at least ask how life was going for me since I hadn’t talked to my brother in years.
But now all of a sudden he popped back up wanting Kyra and Cash dead.
I didn’t even know what he had against the poor girl, but the favors he was asking had me wanting to warn Kyra.
This nigga was my brother though, so I was going to help him.
Then I’ll just kill Keem in the process.
“She wasn’t home so I did it to her sister instead.”
“Good!” he said and hung up. ‘crazy mutha fucka’ I thought