“I cheated on you!” Her face buried in her hands; she can barely face him.

“YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH!” He grabs his helmet and walks out the front door.

Two minutes later, there is a knock at the door. She’s expecting it to be him, so her choice words never made it out her mouth when she saw who it really was at the door.

“Hey, I heard the noise I just wanted to see if you were okay.”

There he is his dreads tied overtop his head. Tendrils dangle over his face. “Oh, yea he’s no longer a problem of mines.”

“You have a cup of sugar?” He extends a measuring cup presenting it in front of her.

She escorts him inside; she yells from the kitchen. “Why do you need sugar again?”

“I’m baking a cake” he wears a smirk on his face.

“how long have we been neighbors?” his feet lounging on the coffee table.

“I don't really know.” she leaves the kitchen a smile coming with her.

“well here's your sugar for your um...cake”

He removes himself from the couch in front of her.

“you guys entirely—if you're taking any candidates I can make up for–.”

They are face to face his palms kiss her cheeks. She is living every inch of this fairytale come true.

“I think about you every day...I think about you as mines loving you inside and out, making you scream my name.”

Sugar gathers on the floor as he removes the cup from her hands. Elevating her in the air onto him, they land on the couch. She positions herself on the couch, ready and open for him to insert all of his premature love dripping from his manhood.

His tongue searching for her lips, he spreads them apart like the red sea. Her creamy interiors ooze with pleasure sliding from his lips.

“Hey, babe, can you bring me a beer, please.” she is ripped out of her fantasy.

“Sure babe come on Spot.”