Destructive Obsession by Vivian Blue

Author:Vivian Blue [Blue, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Monreaux Publications
Published: 2020-12-04T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Why in the hell is somebody knocking on my door,” Dickie asked, getting up off the couch. “Who the fuck is it?”

“It’s me Dickie. Asha.”

Dickie’s face scrunched up perplexed by the reason she was at his house. The last time she came unannounced he shot at her and kicked off some shit with Jason. He wasn’t sure what her ass was doing there, but he was definitely about to find out. He opened the door and glared at her with an unamused look on his face.

“Hi, uh… I wanted to cook you dinner as an apology for the other night,” Asha explained, holding up grocery bags. “Also, I brought over some stuff that might help you with the investigation.”

Dickie stared at Asha’s beautiful face and couldn’t resist her charm. She wasn’t like the other rats that usually frequented his house, so maybe it wouldn’t be bad to have something fine sitting around him to improve his mood.

“I hope you like chicken.”

“Yeah, I like chicken,” Dickie said, opening the screen door. “What else you got in that bag?”

Asha smiled bashfully at him.

“I have some fresh green beans and a few potatoes to make a fresh mash.”

“That sounds like shit I like to eat. Come on inside before my nosy ass neighbor comes out to see who I’m talking to.”

Asha walked into the house and stopped short when she saw how clean the house was. It smelled of incents and weed. A common smell in the average black person’s household. She walked further into the house and saw that all of the liquor bottles had been cleared out. She almost didn’t recognize the place. It looked nothing like the other day.

“I see you cleaned up the place. I almost didn’t recognize it.”

Asha smiled, looking back at Dickie.

“Oh, you got jokes I see,” Dickie said, simpering. “I hope your ass can cook while you getting all cute and shit. I would hate to have to talk about your ass and your nasty ass food.”

“Boy please.” Asha turned up her lips. “I can cook. Just show me to the kitchen.”

Dickie lifted an eyebrow to suggest he was calling her bluff.

“I hope so. The kitchen is straight ahead.” Dickie pointed in the direction. “After you.”

Asha smiled at him before turning to walk off. Dickie looked down at her very toned asset and smiled as it swayed right and left in front of him. Asha was thick in all of the right places and she carried it well. Dickie could tell that she took good care of herself and definitely exercised to keep that ass toned to perfection. His first thought was to bend her over the counter and fuck her hard from the back. However, thought better of it, considering he’s already on thin ice with Jason.

“I hope your refrigerator isn’t a reflection of what your house looked like the—"

“I don’t even buy groceries for real, so my icebox only has beer and condiments in it,” Dickie interjected. “Look, if you’re going to cook for me then that’s cool.

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