Free Payback Is a Mutha by Wahida Clark Page B

No!” She put her hand up. “Fuck it! Don’t even answer that. Just give me my damn necklace and all the money you got on you. That’ll make up for all the shit I went through tonight. And you better hope that I don’t sue your ass! And you still didn’t tell me how many hoes you got!”
    “I thought you wanted me to apologize? How you gonna cut me off in the middle of the apology?”
    “Nigga, cut the bullshit all right?” He could tell that she was really pissed off.
    “A’ight. You got that.” Briggen opened his wallet and pulled out all the bills. “I already told you those bitches run my businesses. One runs the club and the other one runs my day care center.”
    “Whatever nigga. I know it’s another one running your car shop. Just toss the dough onto the coffee table,” she ordered. “And I know you got a money clip. Pull that out! And you got another hoe trafficking your dope.”
    “Anything else, Your Highness?” Briggen asked as he did what he was told, not wanting to touch the fact that she was calling out all of his business. Hoes talk too damn much .
    “Now give me my necklace.” When he placed it in her hand, he tried to pull her up. “Don’t even try it nigga. You are now dismissed.”
    “What if I told you I didn’t want to go.”
    “That’s your problem. Not mines.” She stood up and he put his arms around her waist. “It’s time for you to go. You know all your hoes are waiting on you.”
    “I’m here with you. You got me now.” He was easing her back towards the couch.
    “Briggen—or Calvin—don’t even try it,” her voice squeaked.
    “Remember you told me, ‘Briggen, I had been trying to reach you for days.’ Well, here I am. What did you want? You got me.”
    “I was trying to reach Calvin not Briggen. I don’t know who Briggen is.”
    “I’ll tell you all about Briggen. Briggen has been feenin’ for some of this pussy.” he whispered as he bent down and kissed her lips. “What else do you want to know about him?” He kissed her again.
    “Nothing…right now,” she barely got out.
    He sat down on the couch and pulled her between his legs. “You don’t deserve me,” she mumbled.
    “I know baby.” He raised one of her legs up and placed it on the couch. She grabbed onto his shoulders and was anticipating what was coming next. She held on tight as Briggen spread those pussy lips, pulled the hood up over that clit and went to sucking.
    “You don’t deserve me, nigga.” She moaned as her clit grew harder and bigger. “Nigga, shit!” she yelled as she went to grinding against his tongue. “Brig, Cal, whoever the fuck you are, oh, nooooo, don’t stop!” She screamed as she started to cum, digging her nails into his shoulders. Her juices were squirting out and Briggen was sucking it all up. “Oh, shit! Oh, shit!” She kept screaming as he brought on her second orgasm. She was enjoying his lips and tongue as they tickled her tingling body. He finally came up to her nipples where he sucked and teased them to the point where she was ready for round three. “Nigga go back to where you just came from,” she ordered as she spread her sweaty, sticky thighs.
    “Damn your pussy taste good.” Briggen smirked as he slid two fingers inside of her and watched as she began to grind nice and slow. She gently placed both hands on his head, guiding him to where she needed him to be. Briggen, wasting no time, continued to finger fuck her as he began licking her clit.
    “Babeeeeee. Oh, my God!” Shan cried out in ecstasy as she was trying to mash her pussy in his face. Oh, this feels sooo good. Right there, baby. Right there. Oh, my!” She tried to stop that tongue action but Briggen wasn’t having it. “Oh, please!” she screamed out as her juices squirted every which way.
    “See what you’ve been missing out on,” Briggen sarcastically said as he stood up. When the flow stopped Briggen picked her up. She was limp as a rag doll. She hadn’t cum since