Vicious Vixens by Shelli Marie & Teruka B

Author:Shelli Marie & Teruka B [Marie, Shelli & B, Teruka]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Urban Life, United States, African American, Urban
Amazon: B010CDL9RC
Publisher: Rose City Ink
Published: 2015-07-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“Oh my bad, I didn’t know nobody was in here,” he apologized.

“Next time make sure you knock before you enter,” Felony barked.

My chest heaved up and down, and it felt like my heart was snatched out of my chest, when I looked over towards the familiar voice and saw that it was my ex-boyfriend Brenden. I hadn’t seen that nigga since college. I quickly gave him a look to say ‘nigga shut yo mouth’. Thankfully he caught on before busting my ass up.

“Oh my bad bruh,” Brenden apologized winking his eye at me when Felony wasn’t paying attention.

“Damn nigga, that’s how we do? Why didn’t you lock the door?” I whispered with a little irritation in my voice.

“I’m sorry baby, I thought I locked that shit,” he replied getting back on the bed.

“I need to get out here and check on my girls anyway. We can get some quiet time later,” I told him getting out of the bed.

“Come on baby, it’s alright they’re good, stay in here with me,” he pleaded.

“No, I don’t really feel that comfortable anymore,” I lied again.

I wanted to chill with him, but with Brenden coming up in the room, it just reminded me what I was there for. I had to stay focused, and laying up in that room with his fine ass would have my horny tail all fucked up.

“It’s all good baby. Come on let me go ahead and show you off anyway,” he requested placing his hand on my ass, leading me out the door.

Up on the top deck niggas were having a fucking blast dancing, mingling, and shit whatever. I was kind of mad that Felony had held me hostage up in that room for as long as he did.

I surveyed the scene and spotted my sisters getting their freak on with Michael and this other cutie pie with dread locks down his back. I personally didn’t like guys with dreads, because they make niggas look the same, but dude made them shits look good.

Felony stole a kiss from me when we parted and I must say that shit sent my whole being flying high. ‘I could really fall for this nigga. ‘Shake that shit bitch, this is about business. But damn, I haven’t been kissed like that in years,’ I thought as I approached Kreesha.

“Aye, let me holla at you for a minute?” I requested while I tapped her on her arm.

“Damn bitch you scared the fuck out of me,” she admitted. Michael got the hint and walked off leaving us with a little privacy.

“What the fuck was that about?” Kreesha cursed as I drug her in the direction of Cheryan.

“We need to talk,” I spoke interrupting. Her little friend wasn’t catching the hint, so I helped his ignorant ass. “Um, excuse me? Can you give us a minute?”

“Oh my bad shorty,” he apologized walking off.

“So what’s up, why the fuck are you fucking up our shit?” Cheryan barked.

“Yo shut that shit the fuck up. It isn’t that serious.

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