"Who treats you better Mike?" I sigh and lay on his bed.
"I don't know." He shakes his head as he walk in the room.
"Who is the one who tells you all the bad things she'll do?" I prop myself on my elbows.
"You." He bites his lip.
"Okay. Who always comforts you, tells you the truth and makes things easier?" I stare at him in awe.
He sits on the bed as a few tears slip out. "You."
I sit in front of him and wipe his tears. "Who do you always come to crying when she leaves?" He looked down and I used my index finger to lift his head by his chin.
"You...." He sniffles and stares into my eyes.
"And finally, who makes you feel like a king, the way you should feel? Who makes you feel better?" I smile, causing him to smile.
"You!" He chuckles and playfully pushes me.
"See? You deserve better than some low life, cheating, ho. You need a real woman, that will show you that you have a place in this world. Your a king, you are good looking and don't even get me started on your personality." I laugh and he face away from me.
"C'mon Mike. Give me a chance. You can trust me..." I turn him around and he looks down.
He stands up and I follow him. He walks to the living room, grabbing his phone.
"Mike what-"
"Shhh..." I watch him his girlfriend, Keysha's, number.
"Whats good baby?" She whispers and I roll my eyes.
"Who the fuck you calling baby, you aint cheating on me right?" I hear in the background and Mike shakes his head, tearing up again.
"Keysha, I'm not gonna do this no more. I know your cheating, I just heard him. You can have the apartment, I'm going back tommorow to get my things. Bye." He hung up and sat on the couch.
"Mike what...." I sit next to him and he shrug.
Tears fall down his face and I wipes his tears away.
"I'm sorry, but I told you." He lays his head on my shoulder and cries.
"I know, and I'm sorry for not listening." He shakes his head and I grabs his face.
I was staring into his eyes, so focused on them, that I didn't even realize I was leaning in.
"I've loved you for so long." I smiled, my lips touching his.
We weren't even kissing, our lips just touched. But it felt right.
He pulled away and wiped his tears. "I love you Mike...." I straddle his lap and smile.
"Be mine?" he grabs my hand, holding it.
I nod and hug him.
He pulls my face to his and we kiss. I bit his lip, tuging on it a softly.
"Baby, don't." He groans and kisses to my neck.
I feel him trying to make a hickey, and I let him.
"Mike," I moan as he hits my sweet spot.
"I love the way you moan my name," he kisses back up to my lips.
I grind on him and feel him getting hard. "Mike, baby." I moan and he pushes me on the couch, laying on top of me.
"Don't do this to me babygirl." He takes his shirt off and I do as well.
"Do what daddy?" I bite my lip and take my bra off.
"Your so perfect," He flips us so that I'm straddling him again.
"So are you," I chuckle and lean down, kissing his neck.
He groans and I smile.
I start grinding on him again and finally find his sweet spot.
"Y/N," he lets out a throaty moan and I sigh.
"Do it again baby, say my name," I unbutton his pants and slowly pull them off.
"Give me a reason," he smirks and I raise an eyebrow.
I kiss down his stomach to his boxers, then pulling on the hem with my teeth.
I kiss back up to his lips, then move my hands down to his friend. (LMAOOOO)
I rub my thumb over the tip and he jerks his head back.
"Fuck," he breathes out and I kiss down again, leaving a line of hickeys.
"Baby, don't- fucckkkkk." He growls, turning me on even more.
I kiss the tip and lick a stripe up his shaft.
He bucks his hips, pushing himself into my mouth more.
I take him all, and I mean all.
"Y/N," he groans. I smile and bob my head up and down, staring into his eyes.
"Baby I'm gonna- mmm fuck." He came in my mouth and I swallowed it all.
"Im not done...." I smirk and take my pants off.
I pull off my underwear as well and push him a little, spreading my legs.
He smiles and slowly enters me, filling me up all the way.
"Fuck Mike," I moan and he smirks, moving slowly.
"What babygirl?" He spreads my legs a little more but I wrap them around his waist.
"Please go faster..." I bite my lip.
He moves a little faster, but not much.
"Baby please," I whine and he smiles.
He finally goes faster, it's almost too much.
"Mikkkeee," I moan, rubbing my clit.
"Where am I baby?" He presses his hand on my stomach, somehow going even faster.
"I-I oooh fuck," I cry out.
"Where am I?!' He goes deeper and harder, making me a mess of moans.
"I-In my stomach! Baby I'm gonna cum!" I scream his name and he groans loudly, pulling out just in time.
"Damn babygirl." We both breath heavily, cuddling each other.
"I told you I was better," I chuckle and he smiles.
"You are." He smirks.
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Im sorry i know its been forever since i posted, theres just so much drama with school and people im gonna try to post more often though, okay? I love you alllll 💋
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