A Hitta Has Feelings Too: Dallas and Chloe's Hood Love Story by M. Monique

Author:M. Monique [Monique, M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: AJ Presents
Published: 2020-05-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

ROCHELLE

Midnight passed, yet I was still wide awake. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling fan, wondering where the hell Dallas was. A part of me knew he was with that young bitch. For the life of me, I couldn't see what he saw in her. Her little fast ass needed to be somewhere being with men her own age instead of playing in the leagues with the big dogs.

That's what was wrong with grown ass men. There were good decent women out here, women like me with good jobs, independent and nurturing. However, instead of classy mature women, these niggas wanted young ratchet hoes.

Ugh. Dumb ass niggas. Us mature women weren't what men looked to anymore. No matter what our body looked like, no matter what our status was, these niggas wanted young pussy, plain and simple. Aggravated, I sat up.

"Where you goin'?"

Damn. I was trying to ease out of bed without this lame ass nigga knowing. I had better things to do than be laid up with some no sex game havin' ass nigga. I hated when a man talked all that bullshit about what they can do to a woman in the bedroom, only to get here and not even be able to give her a decent muthafuckin' orgasm.

Now Dallas, on the other hand. That nigga knew a thing or two about a woman's body. Hell, he'd only ever fucked me from the back, but that was all it took for me to have multiple orgasms. We never had any intimacy, just straight sex. Still, I figured one day he'd come around and show me the love and affection I desperately wanted from him.

"I'm running down the hall for a sec. I need something out of the office."

He nodded, then rolled back over to go back to sleep. Shit, he should be worn out after I did all the fucking work.

Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my robe, throwing it over my naked body. I padded down the short hallway to the door at the end where my home office was located. The setup was cozy and, most of all, private. I worked out of it often, so I wanted to be comfortable.

Heading to the desk, I sat down, then opened my laptop. I drummed my manicured nails on the solid wood, waiting for the laptop to start up. Entering my password, seconds later, I was in. Clicking on the program that anxiously awaited me, I almost died from what I saw. Looking at the date, it was the night before last.

Unmuting the sound, my heart died in my chest. I felt like all the wind had left my body.

There Dallas was, with his head between Chloe's legs, eating her soul out on his living room sofa. Her moaning was loud as hell, and so was his.

What the fuck? Unable to take what I was seeing, hearing, I slammed the laptop closed. I wanted to scream, yet I couldn't. Tears tried to flood my eyes, but I furiously batted them away.

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