Happy Screwed Saturday, folks!

Guys, I'm very super duper utterly sad. Why you may ask?

Unfortunately, the SMO ladies only have 6 more chapters left after this one.

This means that this is Carmon's LAST chapter of the book! I know I know. Let's cry together.

Okay, enough crying because if you know Carmon like I do, you know that this sensual beauty likes to go out with a bang!

Or a pound. A thrust, whatever. You get the idea.

Since these are the girls' last chapters, we're going to just enjoy the chapter and limit ourselves on questions.

Anyway, as you know about Carmon already (if you don't, take yo ass back to chapter one and read this all over again), she's a little freak nasty so PLEASE SKIP OVER IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE OR JUST STOP READING. That's my warning right there. I mean if you've gotten to this chapter of the book and all the sudden you-

You know what? I'll stop here.

Please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book!

Anyway, you may continue! 💜🤫 (enter if you dare and enjoy Carmon's last POV)
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Can't have a good time no matter where the hell I go.

Trent warned me that he saw a familiar person lurking through the trees while we were at the Pride celebration, but I wasn't trying to hear that shit because I was too busy having fun with everyone there. As soon as the shots were fired, the party was over as everyone else scattered off and Trent ordered his driver to bring me back to his place.

Of course I worried for my friends, the people in attendance, Trent, and Troy because even kids were there. Raina didn't want to go because she said, and I quote, she 'didn't want to throw up rainbows after the party'. So, she stayed with Nikki.

That was the best choice she ever made, now that I think about it. Shit, he could have kidnapped Raina or something. Well, it is his kid and he hasn't-

NO, CARMON! NO NO NO! He's a dangerous fucking criminal and you're excusing him if he were to ever kidnap your child? Do you need me to slap you in your mind until I see you for the bachelorette party, bitch?!

That's Jess speaking in my head. Every time Heath comes up, she haunts me.

Anyway, once the driver dropped me off at the house, I ran inside to see what was going on in the news. Maybe they could give some update on what's going on.

Heath's family was nothing like Trent's. In fact, they had these storage units where up to about ten people were in there having orgies and he was one that would watch most of the time. So, him nor his family weren't against Pride or anything. They encouraged it in a way so they didn't shoot to destroy the Pride celebration. It had to be because of me.

Hearing my phone go off, I jumped at the loud alarm and picked it up from the living room table. I sighed in relief when it was a Snapchat video call from none other than "Brittany! Oh my goodness! I'm so glad you called! You won't believe what happened at the Pride celebration."

Once I answered and told her that, her face fell and her chocolate eyes pierced through me as she said "You don't have to tell me...I already know. That's what we need to talk about."

"So you heard about it through the news? I'm watching it and I'm not getting anything. Maybe it's because I missed it and I was too busy being driven home. But what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked as she closed her sexy slim eyes at my words.

I wasn't paying too much attention to her facial expressions because they didn't bother me. What got me hot and bothered a bit was her black tube top that showed off her beautiful chest. As my eyes studied her chest, she spoke with "Carmon, as your friend, I don't think I could really keep this from you any longer."

I tilted my head in confusion and lifted an eyebrow at her words as she continued to explain. "Okay, so I'll come out and say this first. Heath and I are together now. He came over to my house one night, one thing lead to another, and we just decided to be together."

My eyes widened at what she just revealed to me. My heart sank at the thought because she was my best friend. She knew who Heath was to me and what he was capable of. I knew I couldn't tell her who to date or fall in love with, but after everything I had been through with this man...you'd think she wouldn't go for him. Also, girl code.

Batting my eyes to stop the stupid tears from coming down, I held my head down and continued listening to her. "Well, after that, Heath wouldn't have known where you were had....I not told him pretty much everything. You know? About you and Trent, where you live now, what kind of car you drive, where you work at, your friends and such. Now, before you get mad at me, I have to say that you'd do the same thing if you were in the same situation I was in. Carmon, Heath was mine first and you know that. We were supposed to be together, have the children, and such. Somehow, you got in the way of all of that-"

"YOU INTRODUCED US! How the hell was I in the way?! How could you-" I couldn't even finish speaking because my words caught themselves in my throat. What the hell did I ever do to deserve this shit? Fuck!

Thoughts and memories of her and I went through my mind just to fact check everything she was telling me as tears began to fall down my cheeks. When she offered to have that party at my house...she was really trying to tell Heath where the hell I lived. When we went to the club together and she invited those ladies, they were actually workers for Heath's family. She used all of our conversations against me all because she wanted to be with him.

How in the world did I miss all of this shit? Whatever happened to just asking him if he wanted to be with you? What the hell was I thinking? She was the one who introduced us so why was she so...

She was jealous of and mad at me. Holy shit!

"Carmon, I'm so sorry but I had to do what I-"

"I have to go," I said as I hung up on her and immediately blocked her. I just couldn't come to terms with everything that was just said to me. Had she just asked, I wouldn't have mind her dating him. Seeing how dangerous he was, I didn't recommend it. 0 out of 5 stars in my case.

After dating Trent for so long, Heath just became a horrible nightmare of the past. Now he's back to haunt the fuck out of me with more people on his team. Even my own best friend. And I thought this shit only happened in those drama books Rena reads. Damn it.

Hyperventilating at the thought of all of this being my fault, tears rushed down my face as I heard Trent and Troy come through the door. It was as if they already knew what to do when they saw me like this. I heard Troy walk upstairs saying "I hope you feel better, Mommy."

As much as that name was supposed to make me feel better, it truly didn't. If anything, it made things worse. I put him in danger, his father in danger, all the people attending Pride in danger, my best friends in danger, and especially my sister in danger. She's been in danger since I met him. This was all my fault.

Throwing my phone on the ground, my body fell over my knees and I just cried loudly. It was as if I was falling into that dark hole deep into the cold wet ground again. I was thrown back into his fucking cage attempting to pick the lock and, when I was freed, I kept getting thrown back. What was the point in picking the lock if this was going to keep happening?

This has been a problem since I was 15 years old. It's taken me 8 years to rid myself of these unnecessary chains only for me to get locked the fuck back up. I was over it. All I wanted to do was have fun and be happy, not thinking twice of how toxic his whole family and my best friend was. Some best friend she was. More like best manipulator. Best actress in a best friend leading role.

Now, here I am to say my shoulda, coulda, woulda's. To sulk in Rena, Tiff, Jess, Jana, and even Raina's words about him and Brittany. All the words I chose to ignore because I wanted to fucking be happy. What kind of shit is this?

"Does he know where we are right now?" I heard Trent's voice and felt his presence sitting right in front of me while my face was covered. I didn't want to answer him but I felt he deserved an explanation.

"At this point, I don't even know. Unless he followed you here, probably not. I-"

"That's all I wanted to know. I don't want to know anything else. Here's what you're going to do. Dry your face and leave that Brittany girl to drown in her own guilt. Get to planning that bachelorette party for Jess. I want Heath for myself," Trent said as he picked up my face and looked at me with his clear blue eyes.

Stuttering to get my words out, I eventually came out with "You can't deal with this, Trent. It's not your situati-"

"You want me to suck a titty now or later? Because I'm tempted to do it now," he interrupted trying to change my mind by tugging at the bottom of my rainbow shirt and giving me the same sexy smirk he does when he's turned on.

Okay, his smirk worked. Chuckling at his response, I wiped my face and sighed. He knew how to make his girl feel better. A goofball passionate lover that I've never had in my life before. It was beautiful.

"Let me take care of this. I want to get rid of his ass for good. Get to planning and relax. I'll be upstairs in a minute," he said as he kissed on my exposed thighs while I stood up. He stood up and laid a passionate kiss on my lips.

I just felt guilty about him trying to solve my problem. It wasn't his issue and it would have been better if I solved it. I wanted to get rid of his ass as well just to officially close the chapter on Heath. Trent was a breath of fresh air though and I love the fact that I get to breath him in every day.

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So, as a way to celebrate Jess getting married and my birthday, we just agreed to go to a spa since she was pregnant. It was later at night when everyone was pretty much gone because we wanted the whole place to ourselves.

We all entered the tranquil environment just to take in all of its splendor. This spa was everything we needed and more. Jana couldn't join us so Nikki decided to take her place. She deserved the break so I figured it was only right for her to come with us.

We were officially in November and my birthday was about two days before this but she wanted to celebrated at the same time as her bachelorette party to make it more fun. My birthday was a fun evening. With the kids away with Nikki, Trent and I...

Let's just say we had a very very loving and busy time.

Anyway, all of us got out of our regular clothes after getting our nails and toes done. It looked strange, but I thought I would get something that was meaningful to me. Something that made me happy every time I looked at my nails. Polka dots do that for me, but my real best friend's and my sister's favorite colors are what make really do it for me. So, my nails and toes were blue, pink, yellow, green, and my daughter's favorite color. Which was orange.

Want to know how that came to be? Rena had her watching Kenan and Kel on this Nickelodeon throwback channel and she loved orange soda all of the sudden. Soon, orange was her favorite color. Oh, and she also loves oranges. But not just any oranges. She loves the small cuties that she gets on her lunch tray or the ones that Mr. Colton brings for the class every Thursday. He gives Raina an extra one for me. Isn't that just cute?

Anyway, after we all got settled in the waiting room for our massages, Jess lifted her glass of apple juice to say "Ladies, I'm grateful that you bitches have put up with me for this long. I'm happy you guys have stuck around and supported me no matter how you feel about the relationship. Thank you guys for being the greatest friends a girl could ask for and happy happy 24th birthday, Carmon! Now, let's get this party started!"

She had to tell my age? I already felt a bit older than I actually was.

Anyway, we all raised our glasses of various liquids to celebrate Jess and I took our sips right before the masseurs called us inside to lay on the massaging tables. As they began to rub our bodies down, Jess decided to start the conversation off with "Carmon, how was that night at the club? I see you went alone again."

Rolling my eyes, I turned my head to her and said "Actually, I met up with a friend who worked at the club and some of her friends. I had a fabulous time. A really, really...fabulous time."

Thoughts of touching and tongue wrestling those ladies turned me on so fast. Biting my lip, thoughts of my hands being all over Indie's body flowed through my mind and I was happy for it.. Her tits sat up in the protected thin piece of leather that she had to wear at the strip club. Her plump ass felt amazing in my grip as those cheeks poked out of her shorts. People seem to think that plastic surgery are terrible like many people don't get it for health reasons. Like they're supposed to look terrible and shit. Not this beautiful stripper's body.

And the way she licked her lips at the sight of me took me over the edge. As bad as I wanted to throw this gorgeous woman on the bar island and do her right in front of those bikers, I couldn't. Not just because she was at work, but she also had friends that wanted her attention. They were amazing kissers as well but damn does Indie take my attention away.

Just give me about twenty minutes in the bathroom with that curvy cutie and I would turn her inside out. Better yet, ten minutes behind that large bar with a can of whipped cream and a few cherries...

"CARMON!" Rena shouted pulling me from my dirty thoughts. Rena was really good at interrupting things when they were getting good....unless they were with her. She tries to fight it then gets into it. The skating rink is just one small example. The New Years Party was the best time I saw Rena turned on and turned out. Let's not forget the one time that she came out of the pool at a friend's pool party and...

Well, she just doesn't know how sexy she really was. How delicious she tasted. Oh, if her and Indie got together and we had a possible threesome-

"You know? I had my days of clubbing before working with Mr. Carter. I used to be a cocktail waitress at the same club you went to, Carmon," Nikki explained as she smiled at me with those dark chocolate eye sparking with lust.

"Are you serious, Nikki? I would have never thought that," Tiff said turning her attention to Nikki. I was taken back at what Nikki was saying as well.

Listening into the conversation more while getting my back rubbed down, I heard Nikki continue with "I surely did. Daisy Dukes, fishnet stockings with the crop top that practically showed my tits. Sometimes, I went without the fishnet stockings and those shorts really rode up my ass. Used to get a ton of attention. When Mr. Carter found me at the club, he offered me a position to be his secretary and I accepted. I was tired of the attention, but now that I think about it, I do miss the fun evenings I'd have with some of the girls there."

As she explained more about her old job, all I could do was picture her in that outfit...and what was under that towel. Did she really have a body underneath all of those office clothes that she wore to work all of the time?

I wondered if she had been with a woman before because, if not, tonight was her lucky night. I needed some type of fun especially since we had the whole spa to ourselves. In that moment, my body was turned on and I wanted a piece of Nikki pie. Damn, I sound like a damn hungry hyena or some shit.

After our massages were finished, the guys left us by ourselves to give us some time to move to the steam room. I had other plans.

As the rest of the girls left, Nikki was still behind in her towel trying to find her robe. I grabbed her robe from one of the changing room doors before she even got off the massage table. I just wanted to study every appetizing curve under that damn towel of hers.

"Carmon, have you seen my-" she stopped as she saw me with it in my hand and smirking at her.

As she tried to take it from my hands, I pulled it back and smiled while saying "You're not going to need it right now. As long as you follow my lead, I won't hurt you."

"Carmon, what the hell are you talking about?" she asked with a confused look all over her face. Dropping the robe in my hand, I led her back onto the massaging table and got on top of her.

She looked at me with shock in her eyes as soon as I snatched the pesky towel away from her beautiful body. She was a little smaller than Jess' body now, but I loved it all. I loved it so much that my tongue started on her neck as she trembled a little.

"Really? We're in public, Carmon," Nikki sighed as my hands moved down her body and my lips shut hers up in a very heated kiss. Our tongues intertwined as her hands slowly pulled my towel down off my body and threw it on the floor.

"You're not stopping me," I sighed as she took over my neck with her mouth and my fingers moved through her hair. As she sucked and licked on my neck, I panted and my eyes landed on a shocked-looking Trent standing by the door with my wallet that I just so happen to leave at my house.

Pushing Nikki down onto the table again, I pushed my hair out of my face as I passed the smug look back at Trent and said "Trent, thanks for bringing my wallet but I don't think that's all you're here for."

Nikki's eyes widened at my words as she turned to see Trent walking up closer to us. "Mr. Carter, I-"

"Relax. You're having fun. Not here to interrupt anything. Just wanted to drop off your wallet and...now, grab the first lick," he said before swooping down to wrap his lips around my right nipple and making my eyes roll to the back of my head. His tongue against my nipple felt so amazing that a small moan fell from my lips.

My hands moved up and down Nikki's body as Trent slowly made his way to my neck and pushed his pants down. Studying Nikki's surprised but intrigued look, I heard her say "I can't believe I'm actually doing this."

I crawled down to where my face was right above her sweet spot and I said "Believe it. This is how we get down."

My tongue was the first to touch down onto her shivering center as my fingers slowly made my way inside her. My moans vibrated against her as I felt Trent slide himself inside me. As always, Trent fell deep inside me which made me react, but Nikki moaned more than I did.

My tongue played with her core even more as my fingers went faster inside of her and Trent moved in me faster. Beads of sweat were falling from my forehead.

We were all moaning and groaning into the atmosphere at different tones. My other hand gripped onto Nikki's thigh to signal that I was on the verge of climaxing. I didn't want to tap out but Trent was teasing me like shit. His fingers rubbing on my soft spot made things no better.

Lifting my head up from Nikki's overflowing center, I grunted at the feeling of Trent inside me as I continued moving faster in Nikki and she sat up to touch on my bouncing chest. I felt Nikki's walls closing in on my fingers as she shouted with "Yes! Fuck, I'm coming!"

"You're not the only one," Trent said so sly as my eyes rolled to the back of my head again and my grunts got louder. At this point, my mind was out of it. I drowned in a pool of pure lust and bliss as soon as I felt Nikki release onto my fingers. Right after she came, I did as Trent pressed me up against his chest.

Hair was everywhere on my face, hands were in places we never thought they would be, sweat all over me. I guess you could say that we already had our steam room time, but Jess came to remind us that wasn't the case.

"Trent! You aren't supposed to be here! Get out! Come on, Carmon. The steam room is amazing!" Jess chuckled as she walked back into the room.

"Would you do that again, Nikki?" I had to ask as I smiled at her and Trent pulled his pants back up.

"I'd love to," she said giving me a devilish grin as she wrapped a robe around her naked body. I blew Trent a kiss as he walked out quickly then Nikki and I walked towards the steam room to...uh...cause more steam. It was a great birthday/bachelorette party.