"You don't gotta give me no pussy. You can just get the fuck on." Kasim's facial expression switched up as if he was some bipolar, sick mothafucka.
He stormed off, and this gave Dallas no hope. She didn't wanna piss him off, but she wanted to get set free. She wanted to go stand by the door in hopes it would magically open, but the thought of Kasim hating her kept her frozen in one spot.
After a few moments, Dallas found the willpower to go find Kasim. She knew exactly where to find him; in his bedroom, next to his candles. This was where he spent all his time as if hewas meditating. She slowly walked inside and just watched him. He didn't bother looking over, so she walked further by his side.
"Kasim, I have to go. I know my family is worried and I . . ." Dallas released a breath of trapped air.
"Need to get home to yo’ nigga. I said you can go."
"It's not that. And no, having sex with you not worth it, but if it's the only way . . ." Dallas went to say, but the sound of the door's latch unlocking stopped her.
She sighed quietly, hoping it wasn't his brother and they were gonna be acting like two fools again.
Suddenly, the smell of perfume filled the air causing Dallas to spin on her heels. She frowned seeing that it was a woman. She knew what would happen because it seemed like sex was the only thing that took place in this establishment outside of gambling. Dallas looked over at Kasim, and for some reason, he had this certain glow in his eyes. Dallas instantly got jealous because he wasn't wearing that same look of hatred he gave all the women that stepped foot in his presence, even her.
She called herself eyeballing Kasim so he could focus on her, but he completely ignored her. His eyes crinkled at the corners, his smile warm and genuine as he admired the woman.
Another pang of jealousy twisted in Dallas’s chest, like a knife turning slowly. She felt a surge of possessiveness, a desire to claim him as her own. But she pushed it down, trying to rationalize her emotions. After all, she had no right to feel this way. Yet the monster persisted, gnawing at her insides.
Why did it hurt to see him connect with someone else? He didn't belong to her. This strange arrangement wasn't permanent. So she wrapped her mind around Big Boy and turned away. Before she could make it out the door, she heard the woman say,
"I missed you, Kasim."
And this left a bad taste in Dallas's mouth. Whoever this woman was, Kasim was into her.
Fuck them. I need to go home.
Dallas gave them both her ass to kiss. She headed for her room where she would only be four more days. She pulled out the notepad she had gotten from an old hutch then plopped down to her bed. She began writing another letter to Big Boy that she prayed one day he would receive.
As stated, she wasn't sure if she would make it out dead or alive, so she prayed that she could leave words of her memories behind. In hopes he would understand where she had been and how she truly felt. The way she felt about Kasim right now, Big Boy's absence weighed heavy on her chest. It only made her miss him more.
Dear Big Boy,
Missing you is a physical ache. Not knowing if I'll ever see you again, breathe normally again, or even feel whole again is killing me right here in the flesh. It's treacherous here, and I don't know if I'll make it out alive. The thought is a constant hum in the back of my mind, a reminder that every moment could be my last. But even in the face of danger, I continue to think of you. I hope you're safe. I hope you're thinking of me. Love you, my sweet love bug.
Sincerely,
Your Big Head.
Setting the note down, Dallas closed her eyes, and his face appeared in her mind. She held onto the memory of his smile, his touch, his voice. She tried hard to blank out the sound of the woman's moans coming from the next room. Any other night, she may have cried or even touched herself, but not tonight. It was still fuck Kasim, and she was gonna go to sleep with just that.
9
KASIM
As Kasim plunged inside of Sable's extremely wet pussy, he thought of Dallas who was in the next room. He was still upset about her agreeing to give him some pussy to be set free. This only made him wanna brutalize Sable's pussy more, so he wrapped his massive hand around her throat and forced her entire body into his. Kasim's strength alone made Sable's small frame crash into his dick forcefully. Even gagging for air, Sable enjoyed the rough sex that she had been anticipating for months.
Because of her entanglement, she couldn't escape her husband, as they took many trips, staying gone for weeks at a time. When it came to Kasim, Sable was delirious over him. If it was up to her, she'd leave Eston at the drop of a dime. However, Kasim reminded her that love didn't exist in a world of aKingly.No matter how good he dicked her down, or how good her pussy felt, sex was the only thing that bonded them together. The intensity of having him inside of her was enough for Sable to fall in love, but she knew he would never follow her lead of love.
It actually disgusted Kasim that she would let him commit treachery to her body all while her husband was at home. This was what turned Kasim off about her. Just if she wasn’t married, he would admire her respectfully. Kasim did things disgracefully to Sable’s body; just like now. He knew what she wanted, so he slid his hand underneath his pillow and retrieved the 40 Glock that was tucked away. When Sable saw the shiny chrome, she smiled gleefully.
Parting her legs widely, Sable prepared herself for an unhinged ride. The passion in her eyes confirmed Kasim that she was ready for every inch of steel he was gonna drop inside of her. He slid the pistol into her opening and began fucking her with the chrome. Sable’s pussy wasted no time creaming. Kasim tried hard to concentrate, but thoughts of Dallas in the next room clouded him.
“Ohhhh, Kasim, fuck me harder. Ohhhhh, fuck me harder with your pistol,” Sable begged as her eyes began rolling to the back of her head.
Doing as told, Kasim plunged the pistol in and out of her with force. The way her body reacted and the blaring screams her lips released made Kasim’s dick hard. He pulled the pistol from her pussy that was glazed with pearly white cumm. Kasim slid it back inside of her as his hand clutched the trigger.
Enjoying the moment, Sable’s body danced on and off the pistol. Again, Dallas invaded Kasim’s mind, and withoutwarning, he pulled the trigger. He fired a single shot into Sable’s pussy that came out of the top of her head, covering Kasim’s pillow with blood and brains. A wicked smile spread on his face as he slid the pistol from inside of her.
