Page 20 of The Prodigy 2: Rise of a Queen

“What could be worse than what you already told me?”

Fuck. If she only knew.

“Just trust me when I say it ain’t shit goin’ on with her.”

She crossed her arms. “Don’t talk to that bitch again.”

“Oh, word? You givin’ me orders?” I grinned at the aggression. I kinda liked when she got feisty.

“I’m giving you a choice, negro.” She pointed a stern finger in my face. “If you ever wanna taste my pussy again, you’ll block that bitch and keep her blocked. You’re married tome. That means you talk tome.”

“Hold up. Back back. I’m still stuck on the tasting your pussy part.”

“I said what I said.”

“Malika. Baby, do us both a favor and quit with the bullshit.”

“It’s not bullshit.”

“All I gotta do is stare into your eyes and your pussy starts cryin’ for me. Fuck outta here.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Don’t make me prove it.”

She looked away quick. “Stop trying to distract me. I was talking about—”

“I know what you were talkin’ about, but you brought up your pussy. You got us off track.” I put a hand on her chin.

“Stop.” She slapped my hand away.

“Look at me.” I tried to turn her face toward me, but she resisted. “Malika. Stop fuckin’ playin’ and look at me.”

Our eyes met. I could tell she wanted to break the stare, but she didn’t want me to win, so she held it. I smiled, cuz I knew exactly what was happening downstairs. Her sexy ass wasn’t fooling me.

“Now. Tell me again how you gon’ keep that pussy away from me.”

“I—” she stopped short when I slid my hand down her stomach.

“You? You what?” I teased.

“I just—” her eyes closed when she felt my fingers on her clit.

I had to bite my lip when I felt how wet she was. Had me hard as a fucking rock. “Yeah. See, this what happens when you talk big shit. That pussy soakin’.”

I pulled my hand free and held it up. Her eyes went right to my fingers, covered with her juices.

“See all that?”

She nodded.

“Talk all the shit you want, but your pussy don’t lie. Now taste that.”

I brought my fingers to her mouth and watched as her tongue peeked out to lick them one by one. Satisfied that I had proved my point, I pecked her lips.

“See how good you taste?”

She nodded, and I kissed her again.

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