Miami’s Superstar 3 by Diamond Johnson

Author:Diamond Johnson [Johnson, Diamond]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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At the hotel

She didn’t see me, but I saw her. She was standing at the front desk of the hotel, more than likely inquiring on what room I was in. It was going on 3:30 in the morning, and I was just now walking back inside the hotel. I stood from afar, watching Ryan like a nigga who wished like hell that I could have her. The way I was thirsting over her, one would think that I wasn’t the same nigga who was coming home every night and tapping that right before both of us went to sleep.

She was carrying her Louis Vuitton purse on one shoulder while she set the Louis Vuitton duffle bag at her feet. I crept up behind her, and my hands went securely around her waist while I moved her long hair to the side, to give me access to her neck, which I kissed a few times. I hadn’t kissed, touched, or smelled my girl in two whole days, so I was living in this little moment. She smelled so fuckin’ good, to the point that I didn’t even want to let her ass go. Then, these tight ass jeans that she wore, that exposed the gap between her thighs and showcased that fat ass of hers didn’t make the situation any better.

I was taller than Ryan, so I was able to look down and see that she was wearing a pair of fury slides that I complimented her in the past on how they looked good on her feet. A long sleeved shirt from pink was worn by her too, making her look come off as comfortable and laid back. Although I had her get up from her sleep and come take a flight in the wee hours of the morning, she still looked damn good.

“You let every nigga walk up on you like this and feel on you? Where your man at, mama? I don’t want no problems with him,” I said, kissing her neck again.

I could feel her smile, which made me smile because her shit was contagious.

“To answer your first question, no I don’t let every nigga walk up on me and feel on me because my boyfriend is fuckin’ crazy, so niggas know not to touch me anyway. My man is right behind me, trying to get me pregnant in the lobby of this hotel,” she said, turning around in my arms and wrapping her arms around my neck.

That kiss that she had been telling me that she was going to lay on me the moment we saw each other again, she laid it right there on me, not caring that we had a few other guests in the lobby who were probably getting an eyeful right now. I was squeezing her ass while feeding her my tongue that I’m sure had her tasting the weed that I’d been smoking tonight because I was high out of my damn mind.

Ryan couldn’t stand me smoking around her, but she loved high dick.

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