In Love with a Thug Read Free Page A

of my arms around him as the water drenched us both. He did the same as he kissed me on my neck.
    â€œI love you so much, Darnell, I don’t know what I would do without you,” I said as I laid my head on his chest. My heart skipped a beat every time I would get mushy with him. This was only once in a blue moon because Darnell never went for that mushy shit.
    My nigga was all about gettin’ dat paper, smoking dro, and fuckin’ the shit out of me. That’s all he lived for and no matter how feminine I was or how flamboyant I dressed, he would let no one fuck with me.
    â€œI love you too, boo. But, look, I need you to help me with a favor,” he said, taking my chin and raising my head so my eyes could directly meet his. Our lips touched yet once again while the shower was running. The look in his eyes seemed so sincere that I would do anything for this man, even if it meant dying for this man.
    â€œWassup? What’s wrong?” I asked with a puzzled look upon my face. We released from each other’s arms as he grabbed the soap and the sponge from the dish and began washing my back and my arms.
    â€œNothing’s really wrong. I need you to help me plan out a few things; that’s all,” he said, now taking the soapy sponge and wiping down the crack of my ass.
    After making sure that my ass was squeaky clean, he then bent me over, letting my hands rest on the hot and cold knobs. He began eating my ass like he’d never eaten an ass before. I closed my eyes as my dick started to get hard again. I’d forgotten that he wanted to talk to me. After about ten minutes of ass eating, he was ready to put the head in, as if my sucking him off wasn’t enough.
    â€œOh, Baby, that hurts,” I said, trying to get my anus ready for the big size of his dick.
    â€œC’mon, Baby, let Daddy in,” he said as he squeezed his semi-hard penis into my anus. The water was running heavily down our two bodies as he started to bang me from one side of the bathtub to the other.
    After he came for a second time, we both washed each other’s bodies and wrapped ourselves in oversized towels. Before we walked out of the bathroom he grabbed me from behind, letting his softness rub up against my ass and making my dick hard for a third time.
    â€œThanks for the wash, Baby,” he said, holding me tight from the back. His arms were so thick and I felt safe being wrapped inside them.
    â€œIt was my pleasure. Thanks for the relaxation,” I rebutted. I smeared the steam from the mirror with my hand, exposing my caramel face with his dark-skinned one as he stood directly behind me.
    I opened the medicine cabinet to get my deep cream moisturizer for my face, then began applying it as he watched me. I stopped.
    â€œWhat? What are you looking at?” He stood about six feet one with his chocolate-covered biceps.
    â€œNothing,” he said, talking with his hands. “I want to know why you’re putting all that stuff on your face. I mean, you look good the way you are.”
    I smiled from ear to ear. “Oh, Darnell, thank you. That was so nice of you to say,” I said, giving him a kiss on his lips, then hopping back in front of the mirror. He then went into the room as I stood in front of the mirror gazing at my reflection. I started thinking of my future and how I would like to own my own hair salon one day. But the way these bills are kicking my ass now, I know that that day will never happen.
    â€œJuan, why are you looking like that?” Darnell asked. He ran back in the bathroom in his wife beater and boxers. Still, I didn’t take my eyes off my reflection in the mirror. “What are you thinking about?”
    â€œDarnell, do you know what my dream is?” I asked him as he came behind me and started to rub my shoulders.
    â€œYes, Juan, I do know what your dream is.”
    â€œWell, what is it then?” I teased.
    â€œI know that someday you want