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“You gonna introduce me to your little friend?” Cheekz asked.

“I’m not little, and I would hardly call us friends,” September replied.

Moon’s eyes widened, and he looked at both women and then at me.

“The name’s September, by the way. And yours?”

“Cheekz,” she replied drily and kissed my neck.

“Chill,” I mumbled.

“She needs to get accustomed to how shit runs around here,” Cheekz retorted.

My jaw clenched, and anger burned within me. I knew she felt that she was being done wrong, but I wasn’t about to tolerate her disrespect.

“Chill ya ass out, Cheekz,” I warned again.

Moon sighed, hopped up, and announced, “I’ll holler.”

I wished that I could get away that easily. I just nodded as Cheekz grabbed my crotch and kissed down my neck. September sat forward as if she were about to stand up. I grabbed her wrist and tugged her back down.

“Where the fuck you going?” I asked.

She bristled with anger and stared into my eyes. “To give you two privacy.”

“Nah, sit your ass here,” I stated and gripped Cheekz’s and September’s hands.

“Well, I don’t want to sit back and watch her feel you up. Voyeurism isn’t my thing.”

“It’s kind of fun if you give it a shot, bougie bitch.” Cheekz muttered the last part, and I shot her a glare.

“Afraid you might get turned on, pampered princess?” I asked. I grabbed her head and turned her to face me.

“Not in a million years.”

“Maybe she wants a threesome,” Cheekz mocked. We had them in the past, and it was a fantasy I’d contemplated.

“Is that what you want, beautiful?” I asked September, partially wanting her to say yes and then partially wanting to keep her all for myself. I couldn’t figure out why I was feeling this girl the way that I was. Being with her and Cheekz at the same time would temper those feelings.

Fire sparked in those beautiful brown eyes. “Do I look like I do women?”

“Don’t knock it,” Cheekz hissed. “I could eat your pussy better than a nigga,” Cheekz replied.

“I’m not interested in bumping muffs, especially not with one that’s passed around,” September retorted.

I grabbed Cheekz’s thigh the minute that she flinched. “Chill.” My tone was low, and my voice held an edge of danger that made Cheekz sit back.

“Tell me what you want, beautiful,” I stated and cupped September’s cheek. I hadn’t meant to disrespect her. I just hoped to introduce her to something new that she didn’t know she wanted. I thought maybe we could have some fun, but maybe not.

“I want to go home.”

“Never,” I growled. That wasn’t what I expected her to say.

I leaned closer and bit September’s bottom lip. She didn’t pull away, but our eyes clashed in a fiery battle. I licked her bottom lip and then the top one before I pressed my lips against hers and forced her to open her mouth. September kissed me like she had something to prove with her gaze still locked on mine. It was the most sensual shit I had done.

“I need to speak with you for a minute,” Cheekz demanded. She got up from the couch, and I broke my kiss off with September.

“A’ight.”

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