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“
Too much bad,” he interrupted, pulling her back to him by the waist. “Why don't you let something good happen, ma?”

He could literally feel her body submit to him as she relaxed with ease in his arms. Tears began to fall from her eyes. She couldn't believe this was happening.

Julez moved his hands from her hips and outlined her curves, kissing lightly on her earlobe and then tracing the rim with his tongue.

They were finally doing the unthinkable, and it felt so right.

Jordin closed her eyes as Julez took control of her body. His touch was therapy and it was long overdue. He brought his hands up to her breasts and palmed them gently as his mouth moved to her neck. The fire between them was ablaze and building by the second.

“
Julez,” she moaned, bringing her left arm behind her and placing it onto his head. She rubbed gently on his waves as her female juices began to leak.

“
Jordin,” he replied with deep emotion. Never had her name been spoken with so much passion. She felt his fingers dancing toward her southern lips as he reached her wetness and began to play her like a guitar. He couldn't believe he was actually touching her. She couldn't believe she was actually touching him.

As Julez circled her clit, Jordin's mouth fell open in pleasure. He brought his mouth to her ear.

“
You know why I really don't care as much as I should about this bullshit, right?” He asked her in a deep whisper. “You know, don't you Jordin?”

She shook her head no as her body moved with his fingers like a melody, although she knew exactly why.

“
It's cause I want you,” he admitted hungrily. He brought his fingers to his lips, tasting them and then he spun her around. “God damn, I want you.”

He kissed her passionately and with such expertise, moving his tongue harmoniously with hers. The only time their kiss broke was when he smoothly pulled her dress over her head and tossed it onto the hotel floor. His hands roamed her body like he was trying to study and memorize every crevice of her being and Jordin was burning up.

She allowed herself to admire Julez's physique by running her hands over his strong and seemingly perfect body. The way he was built and the way he was handling her made her want to scream, 'Good lawd!'

Julez unhooked Jordin's bra and released her full breasts, moving his head down and taking her left nipple into his moist mouth, sucking hungrily on it. She had the most gorgeous titties and he was dying to taste them.

Jordin allowed her head to fall back in ecstasy as he spent an equal amount of pleasuring on each breast and before she could stifle another moan, her body shuddering in pleasure, he gripped her by the ass and picked her up with the quickness.

Jordin wrapped her legs around his waist and held onto his neck as he carried her to the bed with no struggle, tonguing her down the entire time.

Slim always made it seem like she was not petite enough to be carried, but now she realized that he wasn't man enough for her. Julez handled her like she was a feather.

Jordin bit her bottom lip as Julez laid her down gently and then stood up to take in her beauty. He stared at her and licked his lips in anticipation. He had been waiting for this forever, thinking that it would never come, only remain a fantasy.

“
Damn you're beautiful,” he whispered and Jordin couldn't help but smile wide in brief embarrassment. She crossed her arms across her body and Julez took her hands and moved them away.

“
Nah, don't do that. I wanna see you.”

Jordin giggled nervously as her heart raced, until she saw how serious he was.

“
Julez,” she cried softly. “You know...you know you're only doing this because of what she did to you.” That was Jordin's biggest fear.

Julez only shook his head while smiling at her beauty with his eyes. She was so wrong.

“
Nah. I'm doing this because I finally
can
Jordin, and not have to feel bad about it.”

He leaned over, bringing his face to hers, and kissed her softly for minutes... hours... for what seemed like a sweet eternity... and then he began making his way further and further south on her body like she'd wished. Her back arched high in anticipation until the moment she felt his skilled tongue meeting her soaking wetness for the first time.

“
Julez,” she cried out, having gone too long without good oral pleasure, and boy oh boy was he so damn good at it. He parted her lips and began to savor Jordin like he had something to prove, like she was the tastiest thing ever.

His tongue lapped at her silky pink pearl and he applied the right amount of pressure to it, sending Jordin into a well deserved bliss. Her pussy jumped repeatedly in his warm mouth as he sucked on it hungrily, becoming turned on by the taste of her and her moans of satisfaction. Julez maneuvered Jordin's clit with his lips and tongue like it was a sweet Green Apple Jolly Rancher, grabbing a hold of it, dancing it around in his mouth, and not releasing until every sugary drop was extracted. The way her face twisted into unbelievable pleasure as he feasted, sent lustful shocks through Julez, and he didn't stop until her candy rain poured and her body shuddered in ecstasy. He could have stayed down there all night, but he had a dire need to be inside of her.

After what seemed like a lifetime down under, Julez brought himself up and positioned himself on top of her, still licking his lips. Brushing her hair from her damp forehead, he stared into her eyes and planted kisses on her sweat glowed, gorgeous face.

“
I'm gonna fuck you like you need to be fucked.” He whispered it, and he made the vulgar words sound romantic. And then with the tender roughness of a gangsta and gentleman combined, he grabbed the back of her neck firmly and guided his thickness into her tight center, not allowing her to run, to move, to fight, to do anything but take that good dick.

“
Oh shitttttt, ohhh jesussss...Oh my goddd, Julezzz!” Jordin was embarrassed by the way she was crying out but it was so
good
.

Simultaneously, they both let out a moan of pure pleasure as neither could have anticipated how amazing it would feel.

“
God damn,” he muttered, beginning to move in and out of her, grabbing handfuls of her ass and feeling her soaking wetness all over him. “Jordin.”

He knew he would have to slow the pace if he wanted it to last. Jordin's walls were gripping him tight, her pussy was like it was custom made to his dick. Perfect.

“
Oh Julez,” she cried on the brink of an orgasm. Tears escaped her eyes like water from a faucet, but they were good tears. Julez was laying it down on her like nobody's business.

The way he dominated her and talked so sexy to her, all Jordin could wonder was how could Noelle want anything other than this. Unbeknownst to her, Julez was wondering the same thing about Slim.

“
Your pussy is like heaven, Jordin,” he whispered. “Oh my god...you feel so fucking
good
.”

Jordin gushed at that moment, grabbing hold of his strong back and interlocking her ankles around him as tears rolled down the sides of her face and hit the pillow.

Their lovemaking session lasted for hours that night and it was the most wrong, yet so right, moment that either had ever experienced. When they came, they came so hard, and then they were right back at it chasing the orgasmic high. The stresses of the recent events becoming distant memories with every kiss, lick, and stroke.

They were each other's saviors and it was the sweetest, most fulfilling, and just the greatest sex ever. Better than either of them could have, and actually had, dreamed of.

As The Ghetto World Turns

“
C'mon, mami. What's going on wit' you? You aint looking too hot.”

“
Fuck you, Slim.”

Slim let out a small chuckle before bringing his hand to her face and brushing it lightly across her cheek. Noelle was laying on his couch, still in her pajamas, hair atop her head and tears dampening her face. Crumpled snot tissues and empty ice cream cartons surrounded her. She ran her hands across her face and shut her eyes in despair.

“
C'mon Noe, don't be like that. It's me baby, it aint nobody else. You know everything gonna be alright. Why you letting this shit get you down like this?”

Noelle shook her head from side to side before replying. She felt like someone grabbed a hold of her heart and was twisting it in agony. She had heard Slim, but nothing he was saying made her feel any better. She missed Jordin. She missed Julez. She missed her life.

“
We...we fucked up Slim. This shit is so fucked up,” Noelle mumbled. She sniffled and pressed her lips together as tears continued to flow. “How could we do this? This was a big mistake.”

Slim felt crushed but kept his game face on.

“
Noe...it is what it is. I mean yeah, it's fucked up. We hurt people. But I...I don't regret shit. In the end, I got you ma, that's all I need.”

Noelle took a deep breath and finally brought her eyes to meet his. He was sincere. She could tell that he meant every word that he had said.

However for some reason, she couldn't respond, because she wasn't sure if he would ever be all she needed. She felt like she needed it all, and just like Julez couldn't, she wasn't sure if Slim would be able to give her that either. She looked away toward his bare white walls and stared off, thinking of her predicament.

“
Look,” Slim started, seeing that she wasn't going to give him the response he wanted to hear, let alone one at all at that moment. “Why don't you take a long bath, put on one of your sexy little Vickie numbers, and I go grab us something to eat, mami?”

Slim wasn't used to seeing Noelle so out of it. She usually was always well put together, and that was one thing he loved about her. He understood that she was going through something, but he hoped that it was temporary. There was a short silence and then Noelle nodded solemnly. Slim smiled and brought his lips to her forehead in a sweet kiss.

“
I'll be right back.” He stood up and made his way to the door, grabbing his fitted cap and pulling it over his eyes before reaching into the coat closet and stuffing his nine millimeter in his waist.

“
Hey,” he called to her, when he finally reached the door and stood with it halfway opened.

Noelle looked up with red and puffy eyes prompting him to continue.

“
I love you.”

And then he left.

***

“
I don't know what to tell you Mr... Slim. You have put me in an uncomfortable predicament. I don't like to be...well... uncomfortable.”

Slim sat in the middle of Duval's warehouse with a confused expression on his face. His brow was wrinkled, wondering what the hell he was talking about. He jerked his head back in disbelief before speaking.

“
Uncomfortable? Fuck you mean, uncomfortable? I've brought you more business than I said I would, I always have your paper on time, and I aint bringing no heat on you at all... So what the fuck is so uncomfortable?”