Page 14 of He Snatched My Soul
Yeah, lil’ mama was about to get this dick. First, I’m going to get high off this Dro, then take Cherry back to the villa and bang that pussy out. I hope that shit wasn’t trash because I had no problem kicking her ass out.
Cherry and I kicked it for a bit on the beach. I wasn’t trying to take her back to the crib just yet. It was still early. Besides, I needed to make sure shorty wasn’t one of those females looking for a come-up and try to rob my ass when we got to my spot. She turned out to be a cool chick. Her vibe was good, and she had worthy convo.
The sun had started to go down, and by this time, we both were higher than a giraffe’s ass. Cherry was on her fifth drink. The alcohol had her horny as fuck. She kept rubbing on a nigga dick every chance she got, so I knew it was time to bounce so I could give her this work. As we headed towards my villa, I noticed a familiar face walking the shoreline. As always, I couldn’t help but to get caught up in her beauty. The golden rays of the setting sun illuminate her silhouette, casting a mesmerizing glow upon her. The gentle breeze tousled her hair as she walked gracefully, leaving footprints in the white sand. But what had me stuck in a trance and my dick bricked up was the yellow two-piece bathing suit she wore. The see-through coverup wrapped around her thick waist didn't hide her curvaceous body.
“Ayo, shorty. Let me get a rain check.” I didn’t even wait for Cherry to respond before I headed towards Modesty, who had stopped walking and was now gazing out at the water. I got close to her, leaned in, and whispered in her ear, “Damn, you could’ve just told a nigga you were coming to the beach but didn’t want to come with me.”
Modesty jumped, hearing my voice before she turned around to face me. Clear lip gloss covered her parted, plumped lips as she stood with her hand on her chest. “You always sneak up on people?”
“Only the pretty ladies. You look beautiful, by the way.” I licked my lips, enjoying the sight of her blemish-free skin glowing under the sun. Slipping my hands into my pockets, I admire her from head to toe. The wind blew the scent of her perfume my way, and damn, she smelled delectable. A nigga was ready to eat her ass up, on God!
“Thank you.” She dropped her head, trying to hide her blush. “Actually, I wasn’t expecting to come out. After I finished going over some files, I decided to come out for a walk to clear my head and get me one of those Bob Marley cocktails from the bar. I heard they were good, and I had been dying to try one.”
“You can’t handle that shit.” I fucked with her.
“What? Boy, I could drink you under the table.”
And I’d let you.
“See, now, I could have said something slick about that comment, but I’m trying to be a gentleman,” I said sarcastically as I looked at her, smirking.
“You? A gentleman? Hardly.”
“I’m a gentleman, for real. Scouts honor.” I held myleft palm in the air.
“Negro that ain’t even how you do the Scouts sign, and you use the wrong hand, so I know you are full of shit.” She laughed, and I did, too. “Since you are being a gentleman, drinks are on you. And I don’t drink no cheap shit, so be ready to come out of them pockets, playa.”
“It ain’t trickin’ if you got it, shorty.” I smirked.
“Hm, I bet.” Modesty grinned and strutted up the beach towards the bar with that fat ass bouncing.
I gripped my hard dick, trying to calm his ass down. When we got to the bar, we ordered our drinks. While Modesty sipped on some sweet shit, I went with a shot of Henny.
“Mi si wah mek yuh ditched me. Yuh lady bredren beautiful,” a voice I recognized as Cherry said from behind me.
I turned around to address her, and her eyes weren’t on me as expected. They were sizing up Modesty. Not in a malicious way, but more like she was ready to eat her up. Damn, shorty get down like that. I wouldn’t mind having them both. That shit would be lit, but I knew Modesty wouldn’t be down for that.
“Modesty, this is Cherry.” I introduced them. Modesty waved, and Cherry threw a wink her way. “What up, shorty?”
“Mi si yuh a yuh bredren a wa tuh invite yuh both back tuh mi place fi a night cap.”
“Hmhm. This is not that type of party, sweetheart. He ain’t my man. He is free to do whatever he wants,” Modesty let her know.
“I’m good. Maybe another time,” I said to Cherry. She looked a little hurt but took what I said and walked off. She made sure to drop me her digits, though, before her exit.
“I see you didn’t waste any time finding your next victim.” Modesty sounded salty.
“Why, you jealous?” I smirked.
“Never that. You’re not my nigga. You are free to stick your dick wherever you want.”
“I'd rather stick this dick in you, but you’re not trying to let me in.” I ran my finger down her cheek.
“I’ll pass on that.”
“Yeah, aight. Maybe I should get you some Hennessy, that way, we can recreate the first time I slid into that pussy.” I smirked, watching her shocked reaction over the rim of my glass.
“I knew you remembered! You're such an asshole!” She looked at me through slitted eyes.
