I cracked the door and waited for Troy to get there. He walked in, locking the door behind him. He watched Sugar and the guy on the couch for a while and then he came over to me on the other side of the suite. We went into the spare bedroom like we always did.
I locked the door behind us and kneeled down. I took him into my mouth and went to work. He lasted maybe two minutes; Troy always punched the wall when he came. He had never asked me for sex, and I was glad about that.
“Girl, that mouth and tongue of yours…”
I stood up and unlocked the door.
“Wait, did he do that to your face?” he asked.
I walked out the door and headed for the guest bathroom to wash Troy’s juices off my neck and breasts. When I came out, I did not see anyone. Sugar was gone, and so were her guest.
I went to the hallway closet and pulled out my bedding. I stepped out on the patio, shut the door, and laid down on the cushioned lounge chair. I slept here almost every night.
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Table of Contents
Title-Page
Copyright
Dedication
Chapter-1
Chapter-2
Chapter-3
Chapter-4
Chapter-5
Chapter-6
Chapter-7
Chapter-8
Chapter-9
Chapter-10
Chapter-11
Epilogue
Wounded-Love
Wounded-Love-Chapter-1
Cupid's-Desire
Back-Matter
THANK-YOU
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