Obsession by Treasure Hernandez Page B

entered the living room, where Ivy had both of their plates prepared at the kitchen table.
    â€œAbout time you woke up.” Ivy smiled and kissed Quick on the lips.
    Quick sat down at the table. In front of him was turkey bacon, pancakes, and scrambled eggs.
    â€œI got me enough money to get me a place of my own now,” Quick said after he dug into his food. He liked living with Ivy. She was a good woman and fun to be around, but he just felt like he was invading her space.
    â€œWhy you looking for a new place for?” Ivy asked, shocked. “What? You don’t like staying here with me?”
    â€œOf course, I do. I just thought you would like your space back.”
    â€œThat doesn’t make any sense,” Ivy said, not understanding. She loved living with Quick, and thought he was perfect for her. Now out of the blue, she couldn’t understand why he just wanted to leave. “Is it that you don’t want to be with me anymore?”
    â€œYes, I still want to be with you,” Quick replied. “Honestly, I just need a crib to stash my money in, and I’m definitely not keeping it in here.”
    â€œWhat’s wrong with the bank?” Ivy dug into her food.
    Quick looked at her like she was insane. “I’ll never put my money in a bank.” Quick needed to be in control of his money, since the thought of someone else handling his money for him didn’t sit well with him. “Nah,” he said. “I need a crib.”
    â€œSo what’s all this shit about me needing my space?” Ivy asked with a slight attitude.
    â€œI’m just saying . . . I know you was used to having your own crib, and I just moved in unexpected—”
    â€œBaby, I don’t want you to go,” Ivy said, quickly cutting him off. She whined like a baby as she pushed away from the table, walked over, and squatted down in between Quick’s legs.
    â€œIs there anything I can do to make you stay?” she asked in a sexually charged voice. She pulled out Quick’s dick and worked him into stiffness with her hands.
    Quick smiled. “I ain’t going nowhere,” he said as he watched Ivy take him inside of her mouth slowly.
    Ivy sucked, licked, and slobbed all over Quick’s dick, jerking it the whole time. She began to jerk faster as her hands sped up. She moaned loudly as she looked up at Quick the whole time, until he filled her mouth with his fluids.
    Ivy walked over to the garbage can and spat before she spoke. “Yo’ ass ain’t going nowhere,” she said with a smile.
    Quick smiled as he answered his ringing cell phone. “Yo.”
    â€œI need to see you and your partner at the spot in a hour,” Turf said, and he ended the call.
    Quick hung up the phone and texted Lucky to let him know that Turf needed to see the two of them.
    â€œYou got something you need to do today?” Quick stripped out of his clothes and turned the shower water on.
    â€œNope,” Ivy sang as she flopped down on the bed. She loved looking at Quick’s naked body.
    Quick hopped in the bathroom, took a quick shower, and then got dressed. He peeled off a few hundred-dollar bills and tossed them on the bed. “I need you to go find me a apartment today,” he told Ivy.
    â€œI got you, baby,” she said, and she took the money and placed it on top of the dresser. “One or two bedrooms?”
    â€œOne should do,” Quick said. Then he kissed Ivy on the lips and headed out the door.
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    An hour later, Quick pulled up and parked his hooptie in the back of the church. When he stepped out the car, he saw Goliath by the back door waiting for him.
    â€œWhat’s good?” Quick asked, giving the big man dap.
    Once Goliath saw that Quick was alone, he asked him, “Where ya man Lucky at?”
    â€œI don’t know.” Quick shrugged. “I texted him and told him Turf wanted to meet us.”
    When the two made