"Girl, I'm talm 'bout this nigga sleeping like a baby. Would've thought we fucked real good last night." Bria playfully rolled her eyes, keeping her phone pressed up against her ear.

"Damn. You ain't gave him nothing yet B? With all the money he give you I thought that been been happened." Journey sounded genuinely surprised, mostly because she knew that Israel had dropped close to half a million on her sister just within two weeks of knowing her.

"Bitch I been trying-that's him! I low-key think he don't wanna fuck 'cause then it make him cheating on his wife more serious. He so sweet sista, he really don't wanna cheat even after all the shit she done did to him. That's why he keep referring to me as a friend." She chuckled, not that the last part hurt her feelings at all because she really couldn't care less.

"Downplaying you to hisself, huh? Poor him. He just don't know my sister the best thing in his life right now." She heavily sighed, and Bria laughed at the fact that her older sister was just as delusional as herself.

"Exactly. I ain't gon' push it though. He don't want no life changing pussy? That's on him." She shrugged, rubbing over Israel's braids while his head rested in her lap with his arms wrapped around her waist.

"The real question is, how you gone act after you get some dick from him. 'Cause what if it's bigger-or better-than Tana's?" Bria could practically hear the smirk on her sister's face because that was the real tea.

"I'ma firm believer that nobody got better dick than my man. You know how sometimes a dick too big that it hurts? Tana got dick like that but he know how to use it. Girl he be t-Journey shut up for real 'cause now I'm day dreaming." Bria smacked her lips at the sound of Journey laughing, rolling her eyes a few seconds later.

Every time she got with Israel she always ended up missing Santana, and then it was the same in reverse, which surprised her because she usually didn't attach herself to men like she'd done with Israel. He was cool. Like, real cool. She hadn't connected with anyone like she'd done with him ever since she met Santana.

Israel and Santana were very alike in more ways than she could even realize and she assumed that's why she'd grown a liking to him. He was just her type.

"A thousand? That who's better?" Bria rose an eyebrow in curiosity at the bet her sister just proposed.

"Ummmm, I bet on East. That nigga 6'5 and you told me he packing. I think he know how to use that big mothafucka sista."

"Ion know sista. 'Cause if he did, I think his wife would love him a little more. He rich as fuck, he sweet as fuck, and his dick big. That's all you need in a man-and to make sure he can use that big dick. He obviously missing something and it ain't the first three things."

"Okay now I might put my money on Santana."

"Well then it wouldn't be a bet 'cause I bet on Santana too." Bria shrugged, and then the two girls laughed together at their ignorance.

"Sista I gotta go. I'll call you later, okay?" Bria switched which ear she had her phone on as Israel began to twist in his sleep, coming to.

"Okay baby, I love you. Be safe."

"I love you more. Kiss my baby for me."

Just as soon as they ended the call, Israel tightened his arms around Bria's waist, pulling himself up higher so that he laid on her lower stomach area.

"We in Miami and you done slept until two o'clock. You're such a boring date." She picked his head up in her hands, and he ignored her, turning his body over to lay on his back.

"Pussy warm as hell." His voice rasped, and she pulled her legs from underneath him to be over him, resting the back of her thighs over his shoulders.

"Should eat it to cool it off." She told him, looking down to watch him rub his finger through her toes.

"Not my ideal breakfast but I wouldn't turn it down." He lifted up from the bed, and she chuckled, keeping her eyes on him as he stretched his body out, able to hear the way his bones snapped into place.

Bria put her attention on Sistas that was playing on the BET channel, deciding to use it to occupy her attention until Israel came out of the bathroom.

Luckily, that wasn't long and he was back in the bed with her in less than five minutes.

"I got us down for parasailing at six, and dinner on the beach at nine. We can do whatever you want between now and then-shopping or anything." He told her as he laid back against the pillows, and she laid her head down on his chest.

"I can't think of nothing right now. Shopping is my favorite thing to do but I already bought way too much than I was supposed to yesterday." She sighed like that was a problem, rubbing over his abdomen.

"Is that you complaining?" He chuckled, watching the smile he loved to see take over her face.

"No. And I'm sorry I don't say thank you as often as I should. Thank you Israel." She leaned her head up to leave a gentle surface kiss on his lips, causing his eyes to lower in a slight daze.

"You gon' let me show you some appreciation? We got time." Her hand moved from his face down to the band of his boxers, locking her soft gaze on his more intimidating one.

"Handle what you can." He grabbed her neck to give her another kiss before letting her go, and then he glanced down at his dick to give her the go ahead.

Bria showed off her perfect white teeth in a smile, sitting up to lower herself until she came face to face with what he was packing in his boxers. First, she tied her hair up into a loose bun so that it wouldn't get in her way, and then she pulled his boxers down to free his erected dick.

She wrapped both of her hands around his shaft on top of one another and still couldn't grab his entire length-but luckily for her, the bigger the stick the easier it was to slick. She gathered some spit in her mouth and let it fall over the small hole at the top where pre-cum currently leaked from, and both substances began to coat his length in its entirety.

She used her hands to stroke it in, and then pressed her elbows down on his thighs to keep his legs out of her way as soon as he began to lightly squirm from her touch.

Leaning her head forward, she finally took his dick in her mouth which earned an immediate groan from him. She let her tongue swivel underneath the full circumference of his tip before guiding it into the small hole that still leaked pre-cum, causing Israel to moan as an orgasm took place.

"Less than a minute baby." She smiled, watching him sit up to grab his own dick, feeling it throb as he continued nutting.

"Man, fuck," He groaned out, followed by a low hiss once Bria took him back in her mouth to slide him all the way down her throat. She mocked a swallow so that her throat would clench around him, making his moans grow louder.

"Bria that shit h-fuuuck, fuck," He couldn't even focus on the pain as the overwhelming pleasure overrode it, feeling as if the tip of his dick was taking on too much pressure. Getting the urge to release it, he nutted a second time without even realizing it.

He grabbed her hair to pull her back, but Bria held herself still to suck his nut directly from the sensitive tip of his dick, milking him of the cream he leaked. Once his moans became low whimpers, she finally released him from her grip while he continued going through another orgasm.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, guiding him to lay back against the pillows again. His groans sounded so good, she just knew her panties were done for. She loved audible confirmation that she was satisfying her partner, especially men who preferred to be dominant with her; her favorite thing to do was to reverse the roles.

"Daddy missed you Bambi." He grabbed a handful of her ass after slapping the same spot, and she moaned under her breath; caught off guard, but in a good way.

"I missed you too baby. You done?" She mumbled, kissing the side of his face as his body finally calmed down.

"Mhm-c'mon Nicole, I can't take no mo' mama." He grabbed her hand that creeped towards his dick again, and she smiled, looking down at him.

"Middle name basis? I got you good, ain't it?" She chuckled, and he did the same while bringing his arm up to rest over his eyes.

"I'ma go broke fucking with you." He told her, and she laughed at how that statement had nothing to do with anything but at the same time it low-key did.

"And is. I'm glad you already know. I'm thinking of charging five bands per nut. What you think?" She spoke cockily, and he just shrugged because she could have whatever she wanted, honestly.

"I gotta make you sign another NDA or somethin'. This shit mad embarrassin'." He was halfway joking and halfway serious, looking down to watch her clean up the mess they'd made while she laughed.

"I told you it's only embarrassing if you make it that way." She was about to put the warm towel near the door for room service to grab, but decided to throw it away instead because she wouldn't want to be the next person that used it whether it got washed or not.

Israel's hands went to her waist when she went back to her prior place on top of him, then he slid them underneath the oversized shirt that she wore to rub the small of her back.

"So, you missed Bambi, huh?" She had a sly smile on her face as if she knew all about the difference between Bria and her second personality, Bambi, that he referred to a few minutes ago.

"Mhm. She nasty as fuck." His eyes were low in tiredness, obviously worn out from how Bria had just done him.

"Expensive too. Hope you got it like that." She tilted his head back for a kiss, watching a grin that matched hers slowly take over his face.

Bria held her gray skims dress up as she walked through the sand, not wanting to get any on the bottom of the dress since the fabric went a little past her ankles.

"You know, to be a well known married man, people really seem to mind they business when it come to you being out with a woman that's not your wife." She told him, wrapping her free arm around his bare torso.

"I don't think people take my marriage serious anymore. We done been in the blogs so much that it ain't even 'tea' no more. I pay a few of 'em not to post nothing about me too though." He shrugged, walking alongside her at a gradual pace.

"I'm not saying this as a hater or nothing," She paused with a chuckle, "but why don't y'all just divorce?"

"I don't know." He answered honestly, pausing for a few moments as well.

"She don't see the effect her abuse got on our marriage, so to her, she think we all peaches and cream-'cause she see me as a grown ass man; a big one at that-so she thinks what she be doing to me shouldn't hurt, which means there shouldn't be a reason for divorce.."

"And I guess I try to see the good parts of our marriage too much to where I kinda' force myself to forget about the bad shit." He continued.

"Then I been with you a lot lately, so you help me forget about all of it. It's like she ain't even my girl no more-I be with you a lot more than I be with her and we just met a couple weeks ago." He chuckled, glancing down at her at the same time that she looked up at him.

"What, it's like I'm your girl now?" She stopped walking, wrapping her other arm around him as well, letting her dress fall.

"Something like that." He shrugged as if it didn't mean much to him, but Bria knew him well enough to know that it did. She knew he was feeling her more than he tried to let on.

"Got a rich ass nigga feeling ya girllll," She wiggled her shoulders with a laugh, watching him playfully wave her off with a roll of his eyes.

"You know I'll be yo' girl if you want me to. What, you wanna get married next? 'Cause I might be down for that too." She smirked, and then she shrieked in surprise once he picked her up over his shoulder.

"Israel!" She screamed, holding tight around his body as he went into the water. She'd told him prior to them coming to the beach that she didn't want to get in because of her fear of the ocean and she didn't know how to swim anyway.

"Israel put me downnn. I'm serious!" She whined, immediately putting her arms around her neck once he changed her position, now holding underneath her thighs.

"You want me to put you down?" He smirked, standing in the water that already went up to his waist, and she groaned in annoyance.

"I am definitely not marrying you now." She tightened her grip on him, and he chuckled, walking out further into the water.

"Israel, bruh, have you not seen those people getting ate by sharks?!"

"They'll get me before they get you. Don't worry." He chuckled, feeling her hold him even tighter once everything below her waist became submerged in the water.

"Baby I'm scared for real. At least just stop right here." She could feel part of her back now in the water as well, and thankfully he listened to her and stopped moving.

"Fear is fake. I won't let nothing happen to you." He used his thumbs to rub her thighs, and Bria laid her head down on his shoulder as the waves calmly brushed past them.

"Israel,"

"Hm?"

"Do you have anybody else around you? You know, besides your homeboys. People that you can go to for a, relief?" She curiously referred to what he said she gave to him.

"Not really. I mean, my parents maybe? My pops only ever wanna talk about how the business doing though. Ma? That's my girl. But she worry too much for me to go to her with my problems like I go to you." He chuckled.

"Aw. You a mama's boy? That's why you so sweet and stuff. She did good with you Israel-well, besides the whole cheating on your wife thing but that's pretty explainable." She told him, and he reached up to flick her bottom lip before kissing the same spot.

"What you keep bringing her up for? Ion wanna talk about her no more." He kissed her cheek next, and then put his face in her neck.

Bria kept her arms around him as he left a hickey on the side of her neck, and she looked back to shore at all of the life that was alive this late at night in Miami. She loved her life, like seriously.

They stayed at the beach for another hour, and even though they'd ate dinner in the sand before they got into the water, Bria made Israel order her delivery from Domino's because she was craving some beef sausage pizza.

Surprisingly she was the first one out of the shower, and her phone coincidentally started to ring just as she pulled one of Israel's shirts on over her body.

"Hi baby. You okay?" She answered Santana's call on the third ring, stepping out onto the patio.

"I miss you. I'm in yo' bed and you ain't here." He told her, and she smiled because she just knew he was high as hell, as always.

"I'll be there tomorrow night. Don't eat all my snacks Tana. I'm for real."

"I done fucked this box of brownies up. I'll get you some more." He sounded like he was currently eating one, making her smack her lips.

"Mama, I said I miss you." He repeated seconds later, and his tone softened but held the rasp.

"I miss you too stink. What you do today?" She asked, trying to get him to talk himself to sleep like he usually did when they slept together.

"Me and Silas 'nem grilled at our OG house. They was asking 'bout you. Pops told me I need to stop playing and cuff you. What you think? You gon' drop yo' roster for me?" His words slowed down, close to dozing off already.

"Boy is you gon' drop them bitches who be begging you to leave my house?" She returned the question, and he chuckled, taking the phone off of his ear to lay it on the pillow.

"You know I treat them hoes like they don't exist. Stop playing with me."

"Mhm. I'm sure I ain't the first or the last one you gon' say that to." She rolled her eyes with a fake attitude, leaning on the patio railing.

"You acting like some nigga ain't been keeping you from me. When I find out who it is, that's his ass." He mumbled, putting his arm over his eyes.

"Find out? You think I'm keeping secrets?" She chuckled, humored at the discovery he'd finally made.

"You is. You ah' tell me about the rest of 'em but you ain't said shit about this new one. JP said he seen you with some nigga at the mall in Miami while he was out there with his bitch. You said you was going to Miami with Nene." He referred to her sister, and she didn't say anything since she'd obviously been caught in her lie.

"We together?" She asked after close to a minute of not responding.

"Don't pull that shit on me B. I ain't telling you not to fuck with him. I said when I catch him that's his ass and I hope you believe that." He told her, which she without a doubt did. She'd make sure they didn't cross paths though-or she'd try.

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