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  "You dirty dick son of a bitch!" Ciara screamed at me.

  "What the fuck is your problem?!" I screamed back.

  "You did fuck her in our bed!" Ciara pointed to the bed that clearly had signs of it not being fucked in.

  I just shook my head at her. "I never said I didn’t, and I never said I did either." I let her believe what she wanted because I knew she would anyway, even though I hadn’t fucked Sky in our bed.

  "I’m leaving!" Ciara exclaimed, trying to walk past me; but I grabbed her arm. She tried to smack me, and I caught her wrist. When she tried to wrestle out of my grip, her towel fell and I looked down at her flawless body and licked my lips. My dick instantly got hard. I threw her on the bed and grabbed her ankles.

  "Stop, Boan. I fucking hate you. I put that on everything I fucking love." Ciara claimed as she tried to get away from me.

  I pulled her towards the edge and gripped her thighs, and she continued trying to resist by grabbing onto my hands. "If you don’t lay the fuck down . . ." I threatened, while staring at her. I got on my knees, smelled her pussy, flicked my tongue, and licked it. She smirked, laid down and just as I thought, her pussy was dripping wet. I began to suck on her clit and before long her hands left mine and gripped my dreads to pull me closer. I fingered her and ate her pussy at the same time just how she liked it. Her moans filled the room, bouncing from wall to wall.

  "God, Boan . . . Why do you make me feel this way?" Ciara gasped.

  I wrapped my arms around her waist and stood up. Her thighs were over my shoulders and I was using all my upper body strength to hold her up off the floor. I placed my hands on her lower back and lifted her to a sitting position on top of my shoulders, where I commenced to eating her out.

  "Wait . . . Damn, Bo . . . Boan. I’m cumming," Ciara moaned. I moved away from the wall as Ciara began to shake, and I laid her down on the bed. She tried to run away, but I grabbed her and dragged her back, pulling her up on all fours I thrust myself inside of her, and she exhaled loudly. Each thrust I gave her echoed the sound of our skin slapping together, and she threw her ass back like the goddess she knew she was. I was so caught up in looking at her that I loosened my arms around her waist and she escaped my grasp and grabbed me, pulling me down on top of the bed. Ciara climbed on top of me, grabbed my face and kissed me slipping her tongue inside. While she was leaned down kissing me, I grabbed her ass and eased her slowly down on my throbbing erection. She started off at a slow pace, moving her hips in a circular motion, kissing me all over my face and neck. The moment she sucked my bottom lip in her mouth, I felt my nut rising. Ciara sped up the pace, holding up thighs up so I could match her rhythm. She leaned back and was coming down on me hard. I felt her walls tighten and I took my hand and begin to stimulate her clit.

  Ciara moaned. "Fuck, Boan,"

  "You so wet," I whispered.

  "Baby, I’m cumming; cum with me." she moaned. I gripped her waist and released my load into her. Her body was shaking all over, and her back was sweaty. She collapsed on top of me and stayed there. She tongue-kissed me, then laid her head on my chest.

  I held her in my arms. Before we drifted off to sleep, she stared into my eyes and professed, "I love you."

  Hours later, I awoke to the sound of a shower running, and I looked at the clock; it was only five in the morning. I knew Ciara was trying to sneak off so I closed my eyes and pretended I was sleep so I could listen. She came out of the shower, and I heard her pick up something.

  "Hello?" she answered in a hushed voice.

  "I told you, I’m on my way . . . I just got out the shower…. All right, 'bye." She came into the room and looked at me. I heard her shuffling around the room and peeked my eyes open a little so I could see what she was doing. Ciara had no idea I was watching her as she made her way inside of her closet and came back out wearing a sweat suit, grabbed her keys, then walked out of the bedroom and closed the door. I heard the front door close, and then five minutes later I heard the front door close again, signifying that she had left.

  I jumped up and threw on some sweats and a t-shirt, grabbed my keys and got into my truck. I knew where she was going so I followed her and kept my distance. She pulled in front of Tez's house, and I parked in the distance, but could see Tez standing on the porch shirtless, and waiting for her. She walked past him and into his house. I reached under my seat and grabbed my nine, contemplating my next move. I left my truck and made my way towards his house. I turned the knob, and it was unlocked, just as I thought; Tez knew I would be there. I followed the disturbing torture of satisfied moans, which I knew were coming from Ciara. I walked up the stairs and stood in Tez's doorway. Ciara was on top; the same position I had her in not too long ago. I cocked my gun and all movement stopped. Ciara opened her eyes and stared at me in shock. I walked into the room and my eyes never left hers.

  "This is the ultimate betrayal," I said, while looking at Ciara.

  She looked like she was going to break down."Boan I’m . . ."

  "Stop," I said, cutting her off; and before I could stop myself, I slapped her. She fell on the side of the bed in a heap of clothing. I looked up, and noticed that Tez had drawn his gun. My reaction was too late, and he fired. I felt a ripping in my shoulder before I stumbled and fell to the ground. I gripped my shoulder as my shirt instantly become wet and hot; I was bleeding profusely. Tez got up and stood over me. He aimed his gun toward my head, and I knew the end had come.

  "NO!" I heard Ciara yell, then I heard a gun go off. Tez stumbled, then turned around and looked at Ciara. He fell to the floor. My wife had shot him in his back. Ciara rushed over to me. I've never been shot before, I do all of the shootings. Seeing my shoulder so bloody I got woozy and felt my consciousness slipping fast.

  "Boan . . . baby, stay with me!" she pleaded. "We’re gonna get you to a doctor. It's just a shoulder wound, you'll be all right"

  Ciara rushed to put on her clothes, the whole time she was on her phone. While my vision blurred, her voice was becoming noise in the background. I could hear people running up the stairs right before I felt my body being lifted.

  "Burn the place down," I heard Ciara order before passing out.

  When I woke up a while later and looked around, I realized that I was in Ciara's warehouse, lying down on a cold table. My shirt was off and my arm was wrapped tightly around me. I scanned the room and spotted Ciara. But it wasn’t just her—her goons were in the room, and so were mine.

  "Yo man, how you feeling?" Culprit, my right-hand asked me. I’d known Culprit all my life. Ciara rushed to my side and looked into my face. The haunting images of her with Tez flashed through my mind and before I knew it, I had sat up, got off the table, and grabbed Ciara by her neck. "Bitch, I should dead you right now," I shot, through gritted teeth. Chaos broke out as I strangled my wife. Her veins popped out on her forehead, as my grip tightened. I felt people trying to restrain me, but it didn’t stop my assault on her at all.

  She was crying, and scratching my wrist so I would release my grip. "Boan," Ciara croaked.

  "Boan, let her go. You love her bro!" I heard Culprit's voice in the distance. I let her go, and Ciara dropped to the floor.

  I snatched Culprit's gun and Ciara's goons drew theirs. "Ciara, you done it, baby, you really done it this time." She was on the floor, looking down refusing to look at me. I kneeled in front of her putting my face close to hers.

  "Do it." I said, while placing the gun in her hands.

  "Boan, I . . ." She stammered.

  "DO IT!" I screamed. She shook her head.

  "Why not?" I asked.

  "Because I love you and I need you," she whispered, while making eye contact with me.

  "I fucking hate you," I spat. I stood up and walked away.

  Culprit followed me out and drove me home. He helped me in the crib, then untied my arm from my body. Culprit left me alone so I could mourn in peace. I rolled up a blunt and grabbed my bottle of Crown Royal from the bar. I poured myself drinks nonstop, a
nd tried to smoke my life away. Looking at the clock, I realized I had been out since the early morning, and it was going on nine o’clock at night. I was feeling the effects of the painkillers so I rolled another blunt, and accepted the numbness that filled me. My phone was going off, and it was Ciara. I threw my phone into the wall not interested in any lies she wanted to spin and poured myself another drink. I heard keys outside the door; watching Ciara walk in I couldn't help but think the audacity of her to come here tonight. She was many things, and bold was definitely one of them. I looked at her, then looked away.

  "Boan." Her voice cracked.

  I didn’t reply; I just looked at her, staring at her trying to make her feel as uncomfortable as possible.

  "Why are you here?" I finally asked her.

  "Boan-" she started.

  "I tried to give you everything you ever wanted. What do you do?" I cut her off in midsentence. "You fucked the one person who you know I couldn’t deal with. You don’t give me shit in return. You wouldn’t even give me a damn child when I asked you to. So why are you here?"

  "Boan, I just killed my best friend for you. My whole operation is on the verge of blowing up in my face. I got my crew questioning my loyalty and my fucking leadership."

  "If you would’ve never fucked him, then none of this shit would’ve happened. I’m sitting here with a hole in my shoulder and in my heart, because of you. Why. Are. You. Here?"

  "Because."

  "Because what, Ciara?"

  "I don’t give a fuck about none of this shit. I care about you. My husband. Boan, I love you and only you. I’m in love with you. We’ve been together for seven years, since we were eighteen, and been married for five. I’m sorry. Yes, I’m a bitch, and you deserve to call me every name in the book. But don’t do this please. I can’t lose you. I won’t be able to live if I do. I realized that when Tez was about to kill you. I’ll throw all this shit away for you. You have my heart and you live in my soul."

  Ciara was crying. She came over to me, straddled my lap, and kissed me all over my face and my neck. I felt my guard going down, and I kissed her back, sucking her soft lips into my mouth. She moaned into my mouth. I stood up; my shoulder burning with protest. I ignored it, and made my way upstairs to our bedroom. When we reached the bedroom, I put Ciara down and let her take the lead. She pulls me towards the bed and I can't help but to admire her ass view. The bed was unmade from me jumping out of it earlier but neither one of us seemed to care at the moment. She pulled me in front of her, placed her hands on my arms, and sat me on the bed. Ciara placed her hands on my knees, leaned in and traced the outline of my lips with her tongue softly.

  "Baby, lay down." Ciara said. I laid on my back and watched as she undressed me. She kissed my lips, then worked her way down stripping me of my pants. Ciara took my dick into her mouth, causing me to groan and grab her head. My abs clenched, and I bit my lip. Ciara didn’t give head often, but when she did, it was miraculous. I was trying to hold on to my nut, but it was coming fast. I pushed Ciara away from me.

  "Take that shit off," I demanded. She obliged, taking off her clothes and returning to sucking my dick.

  "Bring that pussy here." I practically growled at her.

  She readjusted herself into the 69 position and brought her pussy towards my face. While I was enjoying my wife’s head game, I inserted a finger in her wetness caressing upward, stroking her g-spot and sucking on her clit, causing her to moan and squirm in my embrace. She gripped my thighs tighter, in response, and I felt her body jerk.

  "I’m ‘bout to bust, baby," I warned. Ciara nodded her head, but didn’t let up. At the same time that I licked her escaping juices, my nut released down her throat. After she swallowed my last drop of seed, I tossed her aside and climbed on top of her, pulling her bottom lip in my mouth and bit it.

  I sucked on her ear lobe and whispered in her ear, "What you want me to do to you?"

  She grabbed my erection pulling me closer to her. "I want you to put this inside me." Her voice was raspy and her lids heavy. She was turned on to the fullest and it was sexy as hell.

  I did as she said, but only put the head in before taking it right back out.

  "Boan," she moaned, while sucking on my neck. Inch by inch, I filled her up. Her nails began to mark my skin. Each thrust I gave her was slow but powerful causing her to cry out. Ciara was grinding her hips against me, fucking me back like I liked it. I sucked on her neck then lowered my head and took her nipple in my mouth.

  "Oh . . . God," Ciara moaned. She grabbed my face and brought me back to her mouth. In one fluid motion, she flipped me on my back, and she was on top. I grabbed her breasts and played with her nipples. I pulled her closer so I could take them into my mouth while she rode me.

  "I’m cumming," I heard Ciara say. I felt her pussy muscle clench. I looked down, and my abs were wet with her juices. Ciara collapsed beside me, but I wasn’t done. I turned her on her stomach and grabbed her right leg and put her ankle on my shoulder. I then entered her, and watched as she buried her face in the pillow. Ciara gripped the sheets, and her moans were muffled by the pillow. I smacked her ass and heard a scream. I put her leg down and brought her up on her knees. I leaned down and trailed kisses on her back. She turned to face me and tongue-kissed me. I gave her a powerful stroke and she bit my lips.

  "How that feel?" I whispered in her ear.

  "Too fucking good." I grabbed her waist and picked up my rhythm. Ciara was trying to run away, but I had a death grip on her. Ciara was biting the pillow and gripping the sheets.

  "Shit," I said. I was sweating, and my shoulder was burning, but I ignored it all. I was deep in my wife's pussy, and I was trying to prove a point.

  "You gone stop fucking around?" I asked. She didn’t answer. I smacked her ass.

  "Yes!" She cried out while throwing it back even harder.

  "You gone stop playing games?" I smacked her ass again.

  "Yes!" I pulled out and flipped her on her back. I put her legs on my shoulder and went back to beating her shit up.

  "Do you want to have my baby?" I asked.

  Ciara locked her ankles around my neck. "Yes!"

  "A boy or a girl?"

  "A girl." I watched as my dick disappeared in Ciara’s pussy.

  "I’m cumming, Boan . . . fuck, cum with me please," Ciara moaned. My strokes got faster, and all she could do was hold on. I released my seed inside her and tried to control my breathing. I laid down beside her and pulled her into my arms.

  "You going to sleep?" I asked

  "Mhmm," Ciara said, while nibbling on my neck. Ciara didn’t say anything for a long time, and I thought she was sleep.

  "Boan?"

  "Yea."

  "I’m sorry for everything," Ciara said.

  I took a deep breath. "Me too."

  "Can we make this work?"

  "Ciara, do you want it to work?" I pulled her closer to me afraid of what she'll say because I've done dirt too.

  "Yes," she whispered, after a lengthy pause.

  "It seems like all odds are against us." I whispered in a hushed tone and then kissed her forehead.

  "Let’s take a shower," Ciara stood and stretched. I got up and walked to the shower and got it ready for us while she changed the sheets and took a piss before getting in. I made room for her, and we didn’t say anything, only stared at each other. I washed her back and she tried to wash mine.

  "Boan, turn around so I can wash your back."

  "Wash it like this." I couldn't help but to smile at her and she smiled back at me. Ciara wrapped her arms around me and tried to wash my back. I cupped her ass and kissed her lips. I felt my dick rising again and easily picked her up.

  "Wait, Boan. I’m already sore." Ciara tried protesting while wrapping her legs around my waist. I entered her slowly and sucked on her neck. She gripped my arm, trying to avoid my fucked-up shoulder. I tongue-kissed her, and stroked her slowly while the shower water rained on us.

  "Boan, I love you so mu
ch." She kept repeating those words and telling me she was sorry. I looked into her face and saw that she was crying. I bounced her on my erection and she held on for the ride.

  "You ready?" I asked.

  "Mmmmhhhmmmm," she moaned. Ciara's eyes rolled back and her whole body began to shake. I pumped my seed into her. I carried her out of the shower and laid her down. I dried her off with her towel, then I used mine to dry me off.

  "Baby, come lay with me."

  "All right.'' I went to go take a piss, then I went back into the bedroom. I made my way to the side of the bed and laid down next to her.

  "You going to sleep?" I asked.

  "Yea."

  "Give me a kiss." I turned her around to face me. She gave me her soft lips to kiss. Before I knew it, she was climbing back on top of me and she turned around with her back facing me. I was back inside her.

  "Fuck," I mumbled. Ciara was riding me backward. Ciara looked back and smiled at me. I pulled her off of me and laid her on her side. I began to literally fuck her sideways.

  "Shit, Boan . . . wait," Ciara tried to slow me up while moaning. Each thrust I gave her was more powerful than the last one. Ciara's pussy was dripping wet, and every time I went back in, her pussy made sounds.

  "Damn it, Boan, I’m cumming," Ciara juices gushed while I busted inside her. I stayed there for a minute, catching my breath. I rolled off of her and laid down. I was exhausted. I heard somebody's phone go off in the distance, and I realized that it was my wife’s. Ciara rolled over and grabbed her phone. The conversation was quick and short, but powerful. Her whole demeanor changed as she turned around and faced me.