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yelled, then smacked my ass.
    “I love it Rich, ahhhh, I love it.”
    His rock hard dick banged against my walls with so much force, I thought my head was gonna through the headboard. As his body began to shake, I played with my pussy to make sure my climax was even more explosive. Within seconds, my thighs began to vibrate and a tingling sensation raced down my back. We both came at the same time.
    As soon as Rich collapsed on top of me, he gave my right cheek two soft, delicate kisses.
    “Did you missed me, babe?”
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    “Yeah, I did.”
    No matter how much I let Rich fuck me, he would never get another chance to fuck me over. I had to come up with a plan to make sure what he told me was true. As I laid in bed with moistness between my legs, I thought about how Lisa was gonna pay for what she’d done.
    And so is Rich, if he’s lying .
     
    Chapter 9 Denie
     
    Damn, what a night I thought to myself as I crept in the house through my back entrance.
    I didn’t feel like the interrogation on where I’d been all night, especially since it was two in the afternoon. But thinking back on it, Chanel and I had a damn blast. I’d met Chanel a few months ago while going to see Nelson in prison down in Petersburg, VA. Her boyfriend, Stan, was locked up at the same time, so we instantly connected and had been road dogs ever since. Even though I’d made it clear to Nelson that, ‘I didn’t do prison’ well and had no intentions of fucking with him while he was locked up, at least I’d met a true friend.
    She was always down for whatever. After hitting up the Wizards vs. Celtics playoff game, we went straight to the after party at Bar 7. Since I was still on my ‘revenge against Lisa’ mode, I thought it was the right moment to make my move on Cornell Willis. I knew that she was already at the edge of the cliff, and this was my plan to push that bitch all the way off. These athletes were such marks, so I knew it wasn’t gonna be a problem baiting him. He was so easy to get it kinda pissed me off. I was ready for a huge challenge, but I guess I was just that good. By the end of the night, he’d hit me off with courtside seats to the next game. I guess he thought that was his way of trying to get in my pants, but little did he know, I loved to fuck. It wasn’t about his money. I had my own. It was about getting in his head. I didn’t have love for none of these niggas out here.
    As I laid across my bed, I laughed at the text messages coming in from Cornell.
    Did you make it home yet? I told you to hit me to let me know
    Yeah I’m home, I texted him back .
    Cool, baby I had a good time last night. Can we do dinner later on ?
    How does Morton’s Steakhouse sound?
    Sounds good to me, Naomi how about 7, he wrote
    Bet, I replied.
    I went by my middle name, Naomi, so he wouldn’t know that I had any connection to Lisa. People were always talking about how cheap that nigga Cornell was, but he hadn’t even got the pussy yet, and I was already on his mind.
    I guess I’ll fuck him tonight so I can get the wef what I need to send Lisa all the way crazy.
    The pictures Chanel took of us together at the club last night while I was at his table popping bottles was sure to drive her crazy. But I had even more in store for her ass.
    I thought about taking a cat nap before getting ready for the day party down at Layla Lounge, but since I was pressed for time, I decided to get in the shower and wash my hair. I needed to change my look tonight. Now that I’d let my hair grow back, I had more options to work with. I was so tired of everyone comparing me to Lauren London, I wore my hair curly more often now. I mean she was cute, fly, and all that, but I liked to have my own identity. She even had my damn dimples, so lately I’d been trying to switch up my look to keep the fellas guessing.
    Getting out of the shower, I dried off and put on some of my smell goods. I then went to my closet to decide what to wear. Since it was hot