“There’s no reason for me to know that you’ve never had anal sex. I also know that Pain is the only guy you’ve slept with. Being that he’s the only guy you’ve slept with, you wanna know are all dicks the same size. I just want to tell you that they’re not. You also want to know do all men eat the pussy like they’re scared of it. Now that you’re sober, I can tell you hell no. If a man eats his woman’s pussy like he’s scared, then I know damn well he fucks it like he’s scared. You made me look at my homie in a different way when I saw him earlier,” Murder said and chuckled.
He was telling the truth, though. There was no need for Pain to be acting like he was scared to get his face wet with Lawrynn, especially since he was the one who broke her in. Murder knew when she volunteered that information that Lawrynn was in no way ready for him to put it on her. He would most likely have her looking for his ass in the daylight with a damn flashlight. Now Murder understood why she just let that nigga go so easily. He wasn’t giving her shit that she couldn’t give herself.
“I’m sorry about all that. I usually don’t get that messed up,” she told him again, still feeling bad about how she acted last night.
“It’s all good. Just make sure you let me know before you and your loud ass cousin go out like that again. I can’t have you out there like that, especially not with you destined to become my wife in a few years,” he told her.
She almost laughed until she looked up and saw that he was serious.
“Hold up, what do you mean future? You basically told me you were gonna kill any nigga that I would try to get with, so I figured we were together now,” she told him, looking confused.
“Nah, not quite yet,” he said.
“Maybe you should break whatever this is that we are down for me. I need to know what’s really going on,” Lawrynn said and sat up.
“This is how it is. We’re just trying to get to know each other right now. I know I’m not much of a talker, so it’ll take some time to really know me. You can go on dates and cake on the phone, but that’s it. No kissing, fucking, licking, sucking, or rubbing needs to go on. He can only touch ya hand if it’s in plain sight. If any of that other shit goes on, I’m killing him right in front of you. I don’t give a fuck where y’all are, that nigga’s life is over. During this time, if I call and you don’t answer, I’m popping up on you wherever you are, no bullshit,” he told her.
“So, you’re gonna have the same set of rules then, right?” she asked.
“Hell nah, I’m gonna get head every now and then. A nigga like me has to get a nut at least three times a week. I’m not gonna be fucking nobody, though,” he said with no emotion.
“Wait a minute. How does that even sound normal to you? If you can get head, then I should be able to. That sounds lopsided as fuck to me.”
“It’s not, though. I’m trying to save you from going crazy.”
“Please explain that shit to me.”
“If I put this dick in your life too early, you gonna flip out on me. I want you to fall in love with me and not my deep strokes. So, we have to work our way up to that. This shit has been known to have females wanting to take their own lives if they can’t get it anymore. Just know that I’m a nigga of my word. I’m not gonna lie to you about shit. Once we make shit official, there ain’t no breaking up. Real shit, if you want, we can wait to fuck until we get married. Oh yeah, I need you to start taking some Yoga classes and drinking more water. I’ve been thinking of some shit that I want to do to you. I need you to be flexible though, real fucking flexible,” Murder said with a big ass smile on his face.
“What if something happens and I don’t want to do this with you anymore?” she asked.
“Not gonna happen. Next question,” he quickly said.
“You know Pain is gonna have a problem with this, right?”
“That nigga can’t beat my ass. He loves his life too much to even try to come at you sideways.”
“You’re really crazy, huh?”
“People say I’m crazy, but I’m not. I just see shit the way it’s supposed to be and move around accordingly. I don’t have time for games or bullshit. I don’t play with my time, money, or my future wife.”
“What if us getting together messes up you and his relationship?”
“You’re really concerned about this nigga. You do understand that he fucked other bitches the whole time y’all were together, right? Even now, he’s trying to play mad about me snagging you, but he at home with your hoe ass cousin. Oh yeah, how is it he’s played you for her and you didn’t fuck either of them up?”
Murder had always wondered when Lawrynn was gonna pop up and kick Pain’s ass. He damn sure deserved it, but she never did.
“Even though I never had any proof or even an obvious reason to think he was out there creeping, I knew deep down that he was. When he left the note, I never tried to find out the reason behind it. I just didn’t care enough. I always told Nell if anybody takes my man, he was never mine. It’s not like it was a secret that she’s a hoe. She’s always been the chick to try to get someone else’s man just to say she could. It pissed me off, but it didn’t make me mad enough to fight about it either,” she told him.
Murder laughed because he knew for sure that his homie only fucked with hoes because they were the easiest to slide in.
“Yeah, that nigga damn sure didn’t fuck you right,” he said to her.
“I’m not one to fight over a nigga. I haven’t met a nigga yet who I was so in love with or whatever that would make me act out in public or private,” she told him, sounding confident in her words.
“Oh, yes you have. You just haven’t had the dick from him yet, Law Baby, but you will soon enough,” he told her.
Lawrynn just shook her head at him and how fucking cocky he was.