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that stupid. You have to earn your freedom. Don’t you like our little setup? It’s quite romantic ain’t it?”
    “Fuck you.”
    “Oh, I plan to. This is going to be the best Valentine’s Day ever!”
    She grabbed my shoes and snatched them off. She then proceeded to crawl on the bed and unbuckled my belt. I saw where this was going.
    “Bitch . . . I mean, baby, if we gon’ make love, untie me.”
    “Naw, you good. I just want you to lay here and let me put this pussy on you real slow. I’m going to make you love me.”
    I couldn’t believe that this bitch was about to rape me. This shit wrong. I’m not consenting to this shit. I tried to think of everything that would keep my dick soft. That didn’t work. My dick betrayed me. She snatched my pants and my boxers off at the same time. Her eyes lit up when she saw that my dick was rock hard.
    “I see somebody missed me.”
    Before I could respond, she had all nine inches in her mouth. I tried my best not to make a sound. I didn’t want her to know that her warm mouth . . . aww shit was the fucking truth. Without my control, my hips started rotating around and around. That gave her the ammunition to go further. She stopped and jumped off of the bed. I was about to ask her why the fuck she stopped, but I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying this shit. She went to the nightstand and pulled out this fuckin’ toy. I know that ain’t what the fuck I think it is! As if reading my mind, she looked at me and smiled.
    “Oh relax, it’s just a vibrator. Don’t worry I’m not going to stick it anywhere you don’t want it to go, unless . . .”
    “Bitch, don’t play with me. Untie me.”
    “Nope!”
    She climbed back in the bed. She started tongue-kissing my dick. Damn, I hated this bitch, but she was a beast on the head side. She got my dick back hard within seconds. There go my damn hips again. I opened my legs so she could deep-throat all of it. When I did that, she turned on the vibrator and placed it under my balls. They say men got a G-spot, but they never let the girl get close to it because it’s too close to their assholes. She put that mothafucker right on my G-spot. That did it. I couldn’t hold my moans in any longer.
    “Aw, shit, girl, suck that shit. Gah damn, you better suck it, bitch. I hate you. Don’t fucking stop.”
    The instant I said that, she climbed on top of me and slid her panties to the side. Now that’s the shit I wasn’t with.
    “Hell, naw, if you gon’ take my shit, put on a rubber, man.”
    “Didn’t I tell you that you was going to be a daddy.”
    Man, this crazy-ass bitch was trying to make me nut up in her.
    “Don’t!” was all I got out of my mouth before she slipped my dick into her warm tight pussy. She got on her tippy toes and rocked back and forth slowly on my dick.
    “Aww, fuck, Mia . . . bitch. Y-y-y-ou ain’t shit. Damn baby, I mean bitch, stop!”
    “You might as well shut up and nut. I’ma fuck you like this every day until I get pregnant.”
    I couldn’t say shit. My dick turned against me. I felt the nut building up from the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t hold it. I tried to stiff the moan that escaped my lips.
    “FUCK!” was all I could say. This dirty-ass bitch sat all the way down on my dick and rotated her hips in a circle. If I got the chance, I was going to break her fucking neck. There was no way in hell I was letting her have that baby.

 
    Chapter 15
     
    JuJu
    I couldn’t believe the change of events. I went from hating Jaw’s guts for the pain he caused me to missing the fuck out of him. I was so worried. I didn’t know what to do. We all met up at Young’s crib to discuss our next move. When I looked at Money Man and Outlaw, I cried. They looked just like their brother. Young did his best to console me. Poohman had a blank expression on his face. Boo was pacing back and forth, and Heidi was smoking squares back to back.
    “Heidi, I didn’t know you smoked.”
    “She don’t!”
    Boo

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