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“I ain’t stutter nigga. I’on give a fuck what she did before me, bruh. Now back the fuck up before I have to beat ya ass.” Trey mugged him as he placed the pans back on the table and moved Bleu behind it.

Trent looked like he wanted to throw a punch but just as quickly thought better of it. Something in Trey’s eyes told Trent that going toe to toe with him was a fight he wouldn’t win.

“Fine, fuck it, she ain’t worth it, and neither are you,” He yelled as he began to pace. “But just know,” He began as he wagged his finger about with a chuckle. “Bleu ain’t shit and will abort ya fucking kid just as soon as you turn your back. Ain’t that right, Bleu?” Trent yelled again. “You think I’on know you aborted my fucking child. How could you, you sick⁠—”

“Aye, don’t make me ask you ain’t to leave my girl the fuck alone nigga, you close as fuck to getting ya ass beat.”

“Trent,” Cassie called him as she softly placed a hand on his shoulder. She's not worth it. “Come on, let's go. Please, you don't deserve to be humiliated like this.” She spoke with pure malice as she shot both of them with angry glares.

“You better listen ‘cause once I start pounding ya face in, I ain’t stoppin’ ‘til you end up at the morgue.”

Trent stood there for a few minutes, nodding before letting himself get pulled away by his sister.

“Trey,” Bleu softly spoke his name as she touched his arm. “I’m so sorry for⁠—”

“Nah Bleu, don’t apologize for that jealous nigga. You good. Let’s go. I’m gonna walk you to ya ride and come back and get the rest of your things.” He lovingly rubbed her lower back.

Bleu smiled thinly and nodded in agreement as she slid her hand into his. “Thank you for coming to my rescue and having my back.”

“Of course, anything for you.”

Eighteen minutes later, Trey pulled into Bleu’s driveway and cut the engine. Seeing her teary-eyed and emotional didn’t sit well with him. He wanted to fix her pain, but he didn’t know how or if she even wanted him to.

“Bleu baby, I’on know what to do wit’ them tears,” Trey began as he massaged the side of his neck. “What do you need from me? How can I help?”

“I’m sorry, Trey. I just⁠—”

“Nah baby, don’t apologize to me. You ain’t do nothing wrong. It’s you who is owed an apology. Ion care why you did it, but that shit was fucked up the way ole boy just put ya business out in the streets like he did.”

“Yeah,” She began as she dried her eyes and massaged her temples. “But I’m never gonna get it. Trent is furious. He wants to be with me and is threatened by any man that looks at me too long. So to see us as a couple triggered him big time. I don’t know why he just won’t move on with his life.”

“Well, in the jealous nigga’s defense, you are pretty unforgettable. I haven’t been able to get you off my mind since the first time I moved here and spotted your pretty ass walking out of the general store. And after you put that good pussy on me, I ain’t been able to get you outta my mind.” He admitted, hoping his confession would make her smile.

“You lucky. I like the way you sweet-talk me,” She chuckled as she tossed her hair about. “Thank you for helping me and driving me home, but where is your truck?”

“I left it parked at work and walked over to the square. I’ll have someone pick me up in the morning.”

“No, you won’t, Trey. I’ll drop you off in the morning. It’s the least I can do.”

“You sure? I don’t want to add any more to your plate. You got a lot going on mentally and⁠—”

“I’m fine, Trey,” Bleu assured him as she covered his hand with hers.

“A’ight, know it all,” He gave her a sideways glance and a smirk. “Well, how about I do what I can to get yo’ mind off things? You still up for going dancing? Moonies is in the next town. We can drink and dance your pain away.”

“No, I’m not in the mood to dance. I’m in the mood to get dicked down. Can you come inside and fuck me, please? I need you so bad.” She pleaded as desire-filled eyes met his.

Stroking his chin, Trey chuckled as his eyes danced with mischief before he turned her in amusement, licked his lips, and said, “What happened to you not ever asking or begging for the dick, Bleu? Huh?”

“Things change.” She hunched her shoulders as a wide smile raised her cheeks. “So, are you gonna come inside? Are you gonna get into the shower with me and wash me from head to toe while I do the same to you? Will you then carry me to the bed and fuck me until I’m exhausted from cumming so much? Or do I need to go into town and find another man to fuck me?”

“Bleu, get the fuck out talking crazy, and cum get this dick.”

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“Yesssss!! Mmmmm! Right the fuck there!! Gotdamnnnn! Trey, you fuck me so damn good! Fuck this pussy, baby!” Bleu’s moans and whimpers bounced off the walls in her bedroom as she lay in her bed with her feet behind Trey’s head as he sucked on her titties and pummeled her pussy to paradise.

“Don’t worry, baby, we ain’t stopping no time soon. This pussy is too muthafuckin’ good to do anything other than lay dick deep up in it. Fuckkkk! You wet as fuck! Just dripping and squirting everywhere. Ohhhh shit!” Moaning, Trey proceeded to pound her pussy with long, deep, powerful strokes.