thought to herself.
Drake looked delicious in a pair of a loose fitting dark jeans and a crisp white Polo button down shirt, which hung loosely outside of his jeans, along with a white tee underneath. Natasha noticed he’d let his beard grow in since she’d last seen him, and she had to admit that he wore it well. The scent of his Giorgio Armani cologne hit her nose a few seconds before he invaded her space.
“What are you doing here?” Natasha inquired. She knew that although they’d been fucking around for the last several months, that he had a thing for Delaney. It bothered her even though she knew that it shouldn’t have. Delaney had no interest in Drake. Besides how could he have the hots for his man’s girl? Bastard!
Drake allowed his gaze to lazily roam over her body from head to toe. In his opinion, she looked as if she’d packed on a few pounds, but Natasha was still sexy as hell and a few extra pounds wouldn’t keep him from hitting it again.
“I was in the neighborhood and decided to stop by and check on Delaney. After all, she is my man’s girl, so I figured I would show my support,” he snidely replied. Drake was keeping his eye on Delaney for his own selfish purposes. He wanted to be there for her, because he knew once she came to and remembered how Ashanti showed up pregnant on Tyson’s doorstep that she wouldn’t want anything to do with him. Which he saw as the perfect opportunity to slide in and make his play.
Natasha pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. She knew damn well that Drake wasn’t hardly playing the role of the concerned best friend, but more like a hawk waiting to swoop in on his prey.
“Yeah I bet,” she sarcastically replied. Telling Drake about the pregnancy and the possibility of him being the father of her unborn child was on the tip of her tongue. She figured it was best to table the discussion for a later date, especially since Jason was on his way to the hospital.
Drake licked his full, sexy lips and stepped closer to Natasha. “No need to be jealous, love, you know you can still get this dick if you want it,” he whispered in her ear. Natasha was a freak and her head game was on point. Drake felt his wood stiffen at the thought of her juicy lips wrapped around his dick. For added measure, he pressed up against her so she could feel how bricked up he was.
Natasha’s body became warm all over and her face turned bright red. There was no denying the sexual chemistry between them. She’d be telling a bold face lie if she said she didn’t want some more of what Drake was offering.
“Can you back the hell up off of me? I told you a few weeks ago that we ain’t doing that shit any more. It was a mistake to begin with. One of the biggest mistakes I’ve ever made in my life,” she snarled, gently pushing him off of her so as not to cause a scene.
“It seems like somebody is in denial. Girl, you know you’re missing this good dick.” He chuckled, stepping back into her space. The words coming out of her mouth didn’t match the look of lust in her eyes. Drake knew he could break her down and in time he would be right back in between those thick luscious thighs of hers.
Natasha’s breathing became labored as she fought the urge to take him into one of those empty hospital rooms and let him bend her over. Her panties were soaking wet. The smirk on Drake’s face said that he knew it too.
“Just stop it, Drake! I’m in love with my husband and he is the only man that will be getting all of this good good,” she snapped, pointing down towards her secret garden.
Drake was amused, but hardly stressed. He knew her husband wasn’t putting it down in the bedroom like he was and soon enough she would be back in his bed.
“Okay, ma, I hear you loud and clear, but just know I’m only one call away.” He smiled, showing all of his pearly white teeth.
Drake and Natasha were still standing fairly close to one another when Jason walked up behind them. Dude was
Drake looked delicious in a pair of a loose fitting dark jeans and a crisp white Polo button down shirt, which hung loosely outside of his jeans, along with a white tee underneath. Natasha noticed he’d let his beard grow in since she’d last seen him, and she had to admit that he wore it well. The scent of his Giorgio Armani cologne hit her nose a few seconds before he invaded her space.
“What are you doing here?” Natasha inquired. She knew that although they’d been fucking around for the last several months, that he had a thing for Delaney. It bothered her even though she knew that it shouldn’t have. Delaney had no interest in Drake. Besides how could he have the hots for his man’s girl? Bastard!
Drake allowed his gaze to lazily roam over her body from head to toe. In his opinion, she looked as if she’d packed on a few pounds, but Natasha was still sexy as hell and a few extra pounds wouldn’t keep him from hitting it again.
“I was in the neighborhood and decided to stop by and check on Delaney. After all, she is my man’s girl, so I figured I would show my support,” he snidely replied. Drake was keeping his eye on Delaney for his own selfish purposes. He wanted to be there for her, because he knew once she came to and remembered how Ashanti showed up pregnant on Tyson’s doorstep that she wouldn’t want anything to do with him. Which he saw as the perfect opportunity to slide in and make his play.
Natasha pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. She knew damn well that Drake wasn’t hardly playing the role of the concerned best friend, but more like a hawk waiting to swoop in on his prey.
“Yeah I bet,” she sarcastically replied. Telling Drake about the pregnancy and the possibility of him being the father of her unborn child was on the tip of her tongue. She figured it was best to table the discussion for a later date, especially since Jason was on his way to the hospital.
Drake licked his full, sexy lips and stepped closer to Natasha. “No need to be jealous, love, you know you can still get this dick if you want it,” he whispered in her ear. Natasha was a freak and her head game was on point. Drake felt his wood stiffen at the thought of her juicy lips wrapped around his dick. For added measure, he pressed up against her so she could feel how bricked up he was.
Natasha’s body became warm all over and her face turned bright red. There was no denying the sexual chemistry between them. She’d be telling a bold face lie if she said she didn’t want some more of what Drake was offering.
“Can you back the hell up off of me? I told you a few weeks ago that we ain’t doing that shit any more. It was a mistake to begin with. One of the biggest mistakes I’ve ever made in my life,” she snarled, gently pushing him off of her so as not to cause a scene.
“It seems like somebody is in denial. Girl, you know you’re missing this good dick.” He chuckled, stepping back into her space. The words coming out of her mouth didn’t match the look of lust in her eyes. Drake knew he could break her down and in time he would be right back in between those thick luscious thighs of hers.
Natasha’s breathing became labored as she fought the urge to take him into one of those empty hospital rooms and let him bend her over. Her panties were soaking wet. The smirk on Drake’s face said that he knew it too.
“Just stop it, Drake! I’m in love with my husband and he is the only man that will be getting all of this good good,” she snapped, pointing down towards her secret garden.
Drake was amused, but hardly stressed. He knew her husband wasn’t putting it down in the bedroom like he was and soon enough she would be back in his bed.
“Okay, ma, I hear you loud and clear, but just know I’m only one call away.” He smiled, showing all of his pearly white teeth.
Drake and Natasha were still standing fairly close to one another when Jason walked up behind them. Dude was
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