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I press my head against hers. “I do.”

My hands move up to the top of her dress, pulling it down. Her breast feels full in my arms.

I pinch her nipples, roll them between my fingers.

“Come on my fucking cock, Treasure.”

She shakes her head. “Give me your cum.”

My legs begin to shake. “Say it again.”

“Fill me up with your cum, baby,” she cries. “Fuck, I am coming.”

I tighten my hold on her throat. “Say it again.”

She looks me dead in the eyes and says, “Breed me, Tarek. I need your cum.”

“You’re mine, Treasure come with me,” I cry.

She pulls me closer and kisses me as we both scream our orgasm into each other’s mouth.

My body trembles then sags. “Fuck.”

I press my hand against the ledge; my other arm is still wrapped around her waist.

“You can’t leave me again, Pen,” I whisper in her skin.

Penny wipes her eyes and shakes her head. “Tarek.”

* * *

As I shove my cock back into my pants, I watch Penny as she holds on to the balcony trying to catch her breath.

“Don’t go back to Trinidad. We have things to discuss,” I comment as I fix my clothing, seeing her brown makeup on my white shirt made me want to take her home.

Her eyes are closed, she clutches the stone banister and leans against the vine-covered walls. “I am leaving soon.”

“Oh, I am sorry that I didn’t make myself clear. That wasn’t a suggestion,” I reply, taking joy in her disheveled hair, ripped dress, and knowing that my cum is sliding down her leg.

“Plus, you may be carrying my baby now.” The thought of her carrying my child made me happy.

Before she could reply the door opens, and a tall dark skin man walks in. He rubs his hands together as he was trying to assess the situation.

“Everything all right here?” he asks, his eyes trained on Penny.

“Levi, give me two minutes,” she replies.

So, this is the guy she came with. Rage rumbles inside of me. Penelope had a man, and he wasn’t me? Is she fucking him? Is she giving him what was—is rightfully mine. Am I a hypocrite? Yes. Do I give a fuck? No.

“Who the fuck are you?” I ask.

He stepped into my space and looks me dead in the eye. “Your worst nightmare if you hurt her and you?”

“Hi, I’m your last nightmare if you touch her.” I switch my attention back to Penny and she tries to hold her dress together.

He rubs his beard and does a small pace. “She is currently with me. We are not the same my guy.”

I nod in agreement. “Agreed, you’re trying to get in her pants and my DNA is dripping down her leg as we speak.”

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