Your Ex Ain’t Me by Shvonne Latrice EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Shvonne Latrice
- Language: English
- Genre: Black & African American Romance
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PRESENT DAY… WHERE LOVE LETTERS FROM A
GANGSTA LEFT OFF…
AS SOON AS I TIED THE BELT ON THE ROBE PROVIDED BY THE HOTEL, I
heard a knock on the door of the suite. Taking a deep breath because he
always made me nervous, I went to peer through the peephole.
Unable to conceal my smile, I opened the door to see Shakur standing
there. He looked so handsome and sexy as always, even in the joggers, wife
beater, socks, and slides. His hair stayed freshly cut, and his facial hair was
always trimmed perfectly. His cologne peppered the air as he came past the
threshold, bringing me close, using his tattooed arms to kiss the corner of
my mouth.
“How you doing, beautiful?” He pulled back some to kiss my lips with
his juicy ones, making my knees weaken a bit.
I noticed the half empty bottle of Remy, and it altered my mood
immediately. Whenever Shakur drank, he acted differently, saying things I
knew he didn’t mean but made me feel a type of way regardless. We’d been
fuck buddies for a while now, and nothing more, but when he had liquor in
his system, he said a lot.
“I’m okay.” I let the door close as he set the bottle down on the large
dresser and kicked off his slides.
Before I could even get past him, he yanked me closer, untying the belt
of my robe as he kissed on my neck. He picked me up easily before I
slipped my tongue into his mouth while he felt on my pussy from behind.
“I wish I was first.” He spoke into my mouth before we fell onto the
bed.
“What do you mean?” I whispered back as he rose to remove his wife
beater, exposing his chiseled frame.
“The first to have you before these other niggas got to you,” he
explained, referring to all the ball players I had so called been with.
I wanted to tell him it was all for show, but I couldn’t jeopardize them
or my career in that way.
As he stepped out of his sweats, now clad in only boxers, he turned me
over and put me on all fours over the bed. I watched as he got down on his
knees, putting my right leg on top of the bed and pushing my left outward.
“Mmm.” I cooed when I felt his mouth latch onto my clit.
I’d only been with one other man sexually outside of Shakur, since
Virgil didn’t count, and because that man and I had only had lackluster sex
on two occasions, head never came into play. Therefore, Shakur was the
first man to eat my pussy, and tonight had been the first time.
Standing on his knees, he was the perfect height, despite how tall the
bed was, and that was because Shakur was tall himself.
“Damn,” he commented as I began to leak on his face.
I gripped the bedding as he swiped his tongue over my clit, sucking
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