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Don't Talk To Me

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I pull her on the bed basking in her beauty. Her olive skin, hazel eyes, and mahogany hair. I hover over her plunging into her neck kissing it wildly; as I slip one over her breast and the other one cupping her face. I kiss and suck her breast leaving love bites everywhere.

I pull my shirt over my head as I see her stares at my tattoos she trails her hands up my chest caressing and cupping anywhere she can get her hands on. She fondles my hard member that rests in my boxers. Struggling with my belt she finally unbuckles the belt as my awoken member pops out.

I get up and pull my jeans and boxers down and step out of them. She gets up off of the bed and begins sucking my member. Her head bobbing back and forth as she takes me all the way in. The tip hitting the back of her throat. I throw my head back and hold her hair as she keeps pumping harder and harder.

I grunt and moan until finally all of my "fluids" empty in her mouth causing her to swallow it automatically. (I find that gross but other people don't so whatever floats your boat) I push her on the bed and push my stiff into her womanhood I start my thrusts slowly. "Zayn quit teasing!" she moans.

I quicken my pace as I push my member deep inside of her causing her moans to get loader "Nicole....Nicole..Ni.." I moan wildly. She pops up and screams "Who the fuck is Nicole?" "No one honey it was a mishap." "Mishap my ass!" she shouts while getting dressed and leaving the room. "Cassie wait come back!" I shout while pulling her back.

"Stop, don't talk to me!" She shouts.

"Cassie baby please it was a mistake." I say.

"It was a mistake that you called out my best friend's name while we were in bed together?" She shouts.

I grab her but she gets loose and stomps out of the door. I roll over and pick up my phone texting Nicole

"She knows." I wrote

As I roll over on my back staring at the ceiling think of how I just fucked up.