Free Carl Weber Presents Ride or Die Chick 4 by J.M. Benjamin Page B

the toothbrushes that sat neatly on the counter. Baby followed. She stopped and posted up in the doorway of the bathroom while he toured the house. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror. Within recent weeks, her face had a dark and vague look to it, but today she caught herself smiling. It was a vision she thought she could possibly get used to. It made her feel good to make her man feel good. Treacherous brushed past Baby. He gave her an approving nod and flashed her an inviting smile.
    Baby followed him back into the bedroom. On the navy blue comforter bed set were a bunch of outfits in bags, and boxes of sneakers and boots, from Air Max to Timberlands, lined the floor. She had gone all out for him. There were True Religion jeans and a few pair of a new popular jean that originated from New Jersey called Red Tags. She had come across them on a commercial late one night on an urban cable station. She had a bundle of tees along with assorted Polo and Lacoste shirts that would have Treacherous looking like a model in a GQ magazine. Baby felt like a parent watching her child on Christmas morning as she watched the love of her life. She continued to lean in the doorway of their bedroom, leaning up against the hinges as he skimmed through the clothes. The more he was impressed, the more she was pleased.
    â€œHow did you get this place and all of this done so quick?” Treacherous turned toward her.
    â€œDon’t concern yourself with those details.” She smiled.
    The look in his eyes was priceless. For a moment she believed he seemed to be at peace. Her heart fluttered. No one had ever made her feel the way he did. The feeling was so strong it scared her.
    He looked at the décor and walked over to the dresser to the array of cologne bottles, from Guilty Gucci to Armani, that were neatly placed there. He looked in the mirror and quickly turned around and looked at her. It was apparent by the way her hand was on her hip and her face was semi-twisted that she was waiting for a response.
    â€œWow, bae . . .” he began.
    â€œI hope you like, because it’s all for you.”
    â€œLike it?”
    â€œYes, Treach. I wanted it to be perfect.”
    â€œI love it.” Treacherous nodded again. “You did good.” Treacherous beamed.
    â€œYou are worth every dime.”
    Treacherous walked over to her. “I love the hell out of you.” He wrapped his arms around her.
    â€œI love the hell out of you too,” she returned.
    Treacherous stared into her eyes. He grinned. Then he pulled her in tighter and kissed her passionately. The kiss was so strong that his tongue nearly slipped down her throat. Baby was caught off guard by the unexpected kiss. But that didn’t stop her from embracing it. She was enjoying every bit of it. His tongue explored her mouth and proceeded to wrestle with her tongue. His hands began to glide in between every crevice of her curvaceous body. He cupped her round ass. Her knees weakened. She melted in his arms. His embrace felt like heaven on her body. She felted intoxicated with drunken love although she was sober.
    Treacherous broke away from the embrace. He shoved all the clothes off the bed and guided Baby onto it. He removed his shirt and stood there in his jeans looking at her with a seductive look of desire in his eyes. He slithered his way onto the bed. All in one motion, he peeled her out of her black leggings. He peered down at the black sheer thong she wore. He then began to plant light kisses on the inner part of her thighs while sliding up to remove her BeBe tee.
    Baby lay there anticipating his next move but enjoying every minute of it. Treacherous had her completely nude. He spread her legs and wrapped his lips around her clit. His tongue danced in a circular motion as he rubbed on her erect nipples. Baby let out mini moans of pleasure as he devoured her. The feeling was so intense. Treacherous placed two of his fingers inside of