𝗔𝘁𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮, 𝗚𝗘𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗜𝗔.
𝖣𝖠𝖪𝖮𝖳𝖠 𝖣𝖠𝖸𝖵𝖮𝖭 ' 𝖵.𝖱𝖮𝖸 '
𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓.
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dakota loaded his glock-19 with more bullets than he had intended to kill asian, he genuinely wasn't playing about killing her.
he wasn't going to let no one and he meant no one get between his relationship.
"you 'bout ta blow truck bitch down?" hayden questioned, looking at him and raising his eyebrows.
dakota nodded. "yup, she got ma babies fuck up." he grumbled. "well, have fun jit." hayden laughed, shaking his head and continuing eating his cereal.
after dakota left the hotel, he instantly went to get his gun from hayden house.
"i will."
Thirty minutes later, Dakota was now sitting in front of asian house, her car was parked in her driveway which meant she was home.
he stepped out of his vehicle and closed the door softly and made his way to her porch steps and began knocking onto her door hardly.
"hold the fuck up!" he heard her loud voice, making him scrunch his face up and clutch his pole inside of his hoodie pocket then her front door swung open.
Dakota noticed her whole face lit up just from laying eyes on him, "oh heyy kota." she greeted him with an wide smile.
he only mugged her. "hey." he mumbled
stepping to the side and allowing him to step inside. "we gotta talk about sum shit, alright ma?" he questioned calmly as he possibly could, looking over at her.
he had an urge to bash her head into the wall but he didn't want it to go that way, he was going to kill her either way so it didn't matter.
she furrowed her eyebrows and nodded confusedly, "oh alright, what is it V.roy?" she spoke nervously seeing he was acting a bit weird than usual.
he walked over to her couch and sat down onto her cheap couch. "matter fact, i just gotta address sum shii ta you so cmea." the chicago man said, softly patting the couch and glaring his orbs up at her.
"Um, i did something?" misharron questioned.
dakota clenched his jaw. "sit da fuck down, on king david!" he snapped, she knew what the fuck she did.
It was pointless for even asking him a dumbass question like that, it only pissed him off even more.
she flinched at his tone and obeyed him as she rushed over to the couch and sitting down, "i'm sorry." she muttered quietly, staring down into her lap.
"Don't care, i really fuckin' don't. you done pissed me off moe den twice." He gritted irritatedly.
"why da fuck is you showin' up at ma hotel and allat fa'?" dakota questioned, staring at her side profile as she strongly avoided his sharp gaze.
"i was looking fa' you von." she replied meekly. he rolled his eyes, "I thought it was clear i'a wanna fuck witcha, why do ya kept fuckin' ma shit up bro!?"
Tears began to gloss her eyes which Dakota simply ignored, he couldn't have pity for her.
it wasn't her first time doing dumb shit, she did this plenty times before in the past, dakota wished she could move on already and find someone else new.
it was getting tiring to him and the twosome, he knew they were tired of him and this situations and petty arguments.
"Cause i love you dakota! why is dat hard to realize? Why won't ya give me a chance, ya didn't even tell me dat you were gay. I had to find out from dat herp herp ass nigga instagram page!" She yelled, before busting into tears.
he hated that she could cry over anything, she should've expected this especially from him.
Dakota clenched his left fist and licked over his lips as a violent anger rose inside of him, Dakota instantly sent a punch to her jawline which caused her to fall and hit the wooden floor hardly.
Dakota standing up from the couch and quickly grabbing the gun underneath his shirt and aiming it down at Misharron.
Tears form in her eyes as her mouth thrived violently, her glossy and blurry vision trailed up the man body before meeting eyes with him. "W-wait—"
𝗔𝘁𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮, 𝗚𝗘𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗜𝗔.
𝖪𝖤𝖹𝖠𝖨𝖱 𝖣𝖨𝖮𝖱 ' 𝖳𝖮𝖯 ' 𝖦𝖠𝖴𝖫𝖣𝖤𝖭
𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓.
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"I-fuckk mami!" He grunted, throwing his hand back and thrusting his dick into her wet essence even faster. One of his hand gripping her frontal and his other pushing in the woman's arch.
Naomi whined loudly, "Papi, don't stop b-baby!" she encouraged him, gripping the sheets tightly and biting her down onto her lip harshly.
kezair groaned at her words and leaned his head forward watching him railing into her, some of her cum ran down her leg and dripped onto the hotel mattress.
"Shit, ya so pretty." He smiled, releasing her hair from his grip and glancing at the small red Playboy tattoo on her ass which made him send a slap to her ass and watching it recoil. "fat ass shit." he groaned.
Kezair always loved the site, she whimpered and as the string feeling turned into pleasure for Naomi.
"yess baby!"
Smirking and softly rubbing his thumb over her sensitive pearl then gripping her chin and making her look back at him.
"look at me, please mommy?" he rasped softly, staring into her eyes innocently and leaning down closer to her lips, with a small grin on his face.
her eyes rolled back and she began feeling a weak feeling and pit forming in her stomach.
naomi was trying fight the temptation to kissing him and to cum all over his 8-seeing that was the needy male wanted.
"ya want mommy attention, huh Dior?"She taunted, Kezair bit onto his lip and eagerly nodded.
she quickly grasping his throat and pulling him down; her nails digging into his throat a bit, "words." Naomi demanded.
Kezair grunting loudly and gnawing onto his lip while feeling his member twitch inside of her, "Y-yes fuck, mami I want ya attention so fuckin' bad." he moaned against her pouty full lips.
she smiled at him before she began throwing her ass in circles, the sound of claps and grunts and moans filled the room and the atmosphere.