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“Don’t tell me you’ve lost your stamina?”

Gently, I lifted my hips, gliding up and down on his shaft.

“I could always get myself for round two.” I moaned as I picked up my pace. “You used to love watching me use you to please me.”

His hands gently gripped my hips as his gaze fixated on my ass.

He hissed. “Shit!”

He had no idea that he was in for the ride of his life. He’d scratched an itch, and now, I needed my fill of him. This was going to be a long night.

The rays from the morning sun beat down on my face.

My eyes slightly parted and I looked around the room, realizing that I wasn’t in my own bed. I felt around for Stephanie, but realized she wasn’t there. Sitting up, I tossed back the covers and swung my legs over the side. I went to stand but had to sit my ass back down for a second.

We had a time last night!

Steph drained me and I drained her. After three rounds in the bed and one in the shower, we’d finally gone to bed about three in the morning. My ass was still tired. The sound of my phone ringing broke me from my thoughts. I grabbed it from the nightstand and saw that it was Blake calling me. Swiping the screen, I answered.

“What?”

“That’s how you answer the phone after you ditched me last night?”

“Sorry I didn’t stick around to watch you grovel.”

He kissed his teeth. “Nigga, I don’t grovel. I see your ass did though. Where you at?”

“Where you think I am?”

He laughed. “Damn, I thought Steph had better self-control than that.”

“Blake, go to hell.”

“I’m playing, man. So… is this a thing again?”

“As far as I’m concerned, it is.”

“What about her?”

“Steph knows I love her⁠—”

“We all know you love her. That’s why I’m confused how you let her marry that square ass nigga. No disrespect to the dead.”

“She did what she needed to do for her, just like I did what I needed to do for me back then. I can’t fault her for that. It’s not like I wasn’t with Maddie back then.”

“So, you telling me you didn’t break up with Maddie hoping she would call off the wedding? The same wedding you went to? No, lie, I was waiting on you to object.”

“I wouldn’t embarrass her like that. Besides, if I objected, I was gonna have to fight my son.”

“Yo’ ass might still have to fight him if he finds out you fucking his mama again. You know he doesn’t play about that woman.”

“Deuce is my son, not the other way around. And I don’t play about her either. He’s just gonna have to get over it, cause I ain’t backing down this time.”

“A’ight playa. We’ll see how this works out.”

“Speaking of working out. How did it go with Jeanie?”

“Same shit, different day. She walked up in there not long after you left with some nigga and I had to put my hands on him. Once they got me off his ass, she threw a drink in my face. My fucking eyes are still burning.”