Aria was fucking beautiful. I was standing over her naked body, hard as fuck. Second guessing if I should be doing this shit. I knew one reason why I was second guessing but couldn't put my finger on the other reason.

I sound stupid as fuck even questioning it, my dick's ready as hell but everything in me is fearful about how she would react if she ever found out this shit was a part of bet. That I was fucking her for $400, and honestly at this point I wasn't doing it for the money, I wanted to do this shit. But I quickly reminded myself this was her call, she said she wanted to fuck.

One thing was for sure, she was different as hell, not falling for my game and shit. Definitely gave me a run for my money this whole time. But either way my mission was about to be complete.

But in a way this was really past the bet shit for me. I never blessed a girl with my tongue game who was just a bet, shit, even girls who weren't didn't get it. Only my main girl got that shit - Casey. I was really trying to show Aria how I got down. Wasn't no way she was going to be able to talk shit about me and how I was in bed.

She leaned up, pulling me out of my thoughts, confusion written all on her face. I had just just been standing there for a minute. I leaned down and kissed her, fuck it. She was getting this dick, I pushed my sweats down, opening her legs so I could get between her. I pushed her further up on the bed so that we were both comfortably on the bed, I kissed her hungrily as I positioned myself in between her legs. I stuck the head in, as I stopped kissing her and looked at her. I wanted to see her face when I entered her.

"Condom, put on —" I began to push in her slowly as her mouth opened, causing her to stop talking. I damn sure should have grabbed a condom but shit, she felt way too good now.

I kissed her deeply as I pushed all the way in, she started to moan after a few strokes, saying my name sounding sexy as fuck. She felt good as hell, she was wet as hell. She felt like heaven, if it was on earth. This shit was too good for me not to be back for seconds, thirds, and fourths.

This was the start of something new, and she'd find that shit out soon enough. I looked her in her face as I started to slow stroke, watching the emotions play out on her face, she was fucking beautiful. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was in pure ecstasy. She opened her eyes and looked at me, she wrapped her legs around my waist, and put her arms around my neck as she pulled me in for a kiss. A kiss she took her time giving me, she then pulled away and just looked me in my eyes. We were no longer just fucking, this was love making baby.

I had to think about all types of weird shit to keep from busting a nut, but it's like she just kept getting wetter and wetter, she came again, my nut was so close I didn't even have the energy to pull out and I just let go inside of her. A rookie mistake. But most girls were on birth control, so I just hoped she was.

I pulled out, and laid beside her on the bed. Both of us spent from the session. Her eyes were closed, she opened them and turned and looked at me. "You're paying for the fucking Plan B."

I laughed, I had no problem doing that. "You something else Aria."

She turned so that she was facing me all the way,

"So what happens now?" she asked, "you going to ignore my calls and text now that you got what you wanted?" A small smile played on her face.

I laughed, "shit, it ain't like your ass hit my line anyways." She nodded, "that's true."

I shook my head as I smiled, "you try to act so damn hard. Stop acting like you don't fuck with me cause you clearly do."

"There go that cocky shit." I sucked my teeth, "you just hate to hear the truth."

"No, that's one thing I love to hear. I just hate when you think you all that."

"Aria, you was just moaning out my name not even ten minutes ago. Stop playing with me." She rolled her eyes, "you're head really big as fuck."

"It's not though, but I ain't even about to go back and forth with you on this shit. We've done it too many times."

She shrugged her shoulders as she took her eyes off me, looking around her room like she hadn't seen the shit a million times.

I leaned up, sitting up as I brought myself to the edge of the bed. "You bout to go?" She questioned as I looked back at her.

"If you want me stay, say it." I gave her a small smirk as she quickly rolled her eyes, "fuck no." I busted out laughing, "it's alright, I know that's your way of saying you want me stay." I winked as I got up to head to her bathroom to pee.

Once I was finish washing my hands I walked back in her room as she now up under the covers with her TV turned on, I slid up under her. My dick touching her booty as I cuddled her.

I wasn't a big cuddler, but I didn't mind at times. She easily relaxed in my embrace. I was fucking with Aria, I was definitely adding her to my team.

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The next morning I woke up to my group chat going crazy. Aria was wrapped around me so I slowly moved to get out of the bed, making sure I didn't wake her. I put on my boxers and went into the living room and opened my messages to see what all the talk was about.

The messages just kept going on and on. I responded with one thing. Niggas started wildin' in the group chat, making me smile and making me laugh. Never doubt my abilities, I told these niggas that.

Aria woke up not too long after asking if I was hungry which I quickly said yes to. She cooked breakfast for us, the whole time we were eating her phone was going off, she'd pick it up and respond to whoever it was each time.

"Damn, who hitting your line this early? Kennedy?" I asked as I put a pancake in my mouth.

She shook her head, "no, it's Mark."

What the fuck was Mark doing texting her and why? When did he even get her number? I guess she read my confusion and lack of contentment all over my face because she started explaining.

"We both like poetry, and there's this open mic event he was telling me about yesterday that's today and we decided we would go."

I bit my bacon, shook my head and laughed. This nigga, what the fuck was he on?

"What? Why you shaking your head and laughing?" she asked as she got up to put her plate in the sink.

"Just you and him?" I questioned for clarity.

She looked at me, "yes Landon, just me and him."

I scratched my chin, "I'm not really feeling that."

She laughed, "that's fine, you don't have to."

I stood up to go put my plate in the sink. "So you don't care that I'm bothered by you and my nigga going on a date?"

She laughed, "Landon, it's not a date. We're going to hear some poetry, that's it."

I crossed my arms as I looked at her, "sounds like a date to me."

She rolled her eyes as she laughed and walked out of the kitchen. "Jealously is kind of cute on you but regardless I'm going. Stop calling it a date because it's not one. And let's be clear, we had sex but we both know you still gon' do you, and I'm still gon' do me." She smiled and then made her way to her room then her bathroom.

Fuck that, the last thing I wanted to hear her say was that she was "gon' do her" what the fuck does that even mean? I couldn't even lie, I was bothered. I didn't want her going out with him. Mark was going to hear my mouth as soon as I got to the house. I don't know what the fuck he thought this was. I went in her room and threw on my shirt, and grabbed the few things I brought over. I was sliding on my shoes as she walked out the bathroom, she stopped and looked at me, "so you out?"

I nodded my head, "yeah, I'll let you get ready for your date and shit tonight." I was being childish as hell and I knew it. But I didn't fuck with it, at all.

She rolled her eyes and chuckled, "whatever Landon. Bye!"

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As soon as I made it to the house my boys were on me like white on rice. "My nigggaaa!" Chris yelled as he ran up to me punching me in my chest. Jodie and Bryan followed behind him all with jokes and laughs and shit. I smiled and dapped them up and then put my focus on Mark, the only motherfucker who didn't acknowledge me.

"Ayo Mark," he looked up at me, straight face, "wassup?"

"What you doing tonight?" I crossed my arms, waiting for his response.

He just looked down at his phone, looking like he was scrolling on Instagram, "going to an open mic."

I chuckled, "with who?" The rest of the boys were looking back and forth at each other, trying to figure out what was going on. My whole demeanor showed that I had a problem about something.

He looked up at me and smiled, "clearly you already know, so what you asking questions you know the answers to for?"

"You can go ahead and cancel that shit." I stated matter of factly.

Jodie jumped in, "wait, what's going on?"

Mark ignored him, "for what? We already got our night planned out. Plus, you still fucking with Casey hard, she don't deserve that shit," he said while getting up from the couch.

"Ohh, this about Aria," Chris tried to whisper to Jodie and Bryan.

"She don't deserve that shit?" I questioned. "Nigga, you were the one who bet on her! Don't fuck with me Mark." I started making my way to my room, over the conversation at this point.

Jodie started laughing, "damnnn, the pussy must have been spectacular." I could hear the smile in Mark's voice as he responded, "shit Jodie, had to be with how he came in here acting. But I'll let you know." This motherfucka was really trying me, I gave him an ample amount of time to say what was really up and whether or not he was feeling her and he never spoke up. Now the nigga was trying to be funny and hint like he was going to fuck her.

That shit was a dub. I turned around and started walking towards him. "Whoaaa chilllll!" Chris said as he came in front of me, trying to push me back.

Mark laughed, "man let it go, she gon' be over your ass as soon as she find out she was a $400 bet."

I smirked, "and how she gon' find that out? Your bitch ass gon' tell her? You think that shit going to make you look good when you knew all along? When you were the one who chose her?" I chuckled, "go ahead and tell her nigga, be my fucking guest."

I could tell by his facial expression that he didn't think that shit through when he was considering opening his mouth. My conscience was fucking with me for more than one reason last night, this nigga was a snake.