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“You good?” I laughed, low and breathless. “Good? Baby, I’m better than good. You just reset my whole damn attitude.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Baby,” he said, dragging out the word like it had weight. “You really gon’ ignore me all day for that damn Kindle?” Without looking up, I smirked. “It doesn’t talk back, it doesn’t leave socks on the floor, and it never tells me my attitude is too strong.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Ahhh, shit, right there…” My fingers tangled in his hair, grinding against his mouth. “Mmm, you eat pussy like you tryna prove something.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Dontez! Somebody could—” “Good,” he growled, pushing inside me so deep I screamed. “Let ‘em see how a real man handles his wife.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Dre buried his face in my neck, grunting between kisses. “We're too old to be fuckin’ in cars, but damn, I don’t even care.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“See, this is the problem. I’m competing with imaginary niggas now. At least when it was Netflix, I had a fighting chance.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Whatever that man in your book is doing to his wife… I’ll do to mine.” I froze, blinking at him. “Excuse me?”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“She clenched around him, her body begging for more, and he gave it to her until she forgot her own name.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“commanding, “faith without works is dead. So if you're praying for change but still sittin’, don’t be mad at God. He's waiting on you to move.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“That you were the type to tease,” he said, stepping closer, “but not the type to let a man find out if you’re wet for him.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Spread ‘em for me, Nic. Let me ruin you.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“You don’t want this smoke,” I muttered, half to myself. He caught it. “Oh, I do.” His grin turned wicked. “Matter of fact, now I’m curious. Hand it over.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“He grinned wider, clearly proud of himself. “You heard me. Whatever he’s doing in there, the caressing, the kissing, the nasty, I’ll match it, move for move.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“But hell… laundry night just got a whole lot more interesting.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“He smirked, leaning even closer. “Say you don’t feel it, and I’ll stop.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. “Yeah, that’s me, baby. Been six months, and you're still this wet for me? Don’t play.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Then shut up and take it.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“Damn, Zana,” he groaned, voice breaking as his rhythm stuttered. “You tryna kill me.” “Then die in it,” I shot back, clenching around him.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
“If anybody asked me why I took the secretary job at Greater Tabernacle, I’d tell them it was because I wanted to serve the Lord.”
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection
― After Dark: : An Urban Smut Collection




