The Cartel - Ashley Antoinette Snell [44]
Leena turned around to face Money. “When are you going to tell Mecca about us?”
Money released her from his embrace and sat down on her oversized couch. “I don’t know,” he stated honestly.
“I can’t keep doing this, Money. The more I’m around Mecca, the more I see that he’s not the man for me. He isn’t even ready to stop fucking around on me. I want to be with you. We shouldn’t have to sneak around like this. Messing around with both of you has me feeling cheap and dirty. I’m not one of these little groupie chicks out here, Money. I feel like you want it to stay like this forever. What? You don’t love me? You don’t want to be with me? Is this thing we’re doing just a game to you?”
“You know I care for you, Lee.”
“But you don’t love me?” she questioned with a slight attitude, nodding her head up and down as if she was starting to see things clearly.
“Yes, I love you, but he’s my brother. He loves you too. You don’t see it, but I hear the way he talks about you, Leena. He may not be ready to commit to you, but he loves you. No matter how much I try to justify this, he met you first. And I’m fucking you behind his back. You don’t belong to me!” Monroe shouted vehemently as he stood and began to pace the room back and forth.
His words brought tears to Leena’s eyes. “Oh, so is that all I am to you—a good fuck? A piece of property? Just to let you know, Money, I don’t belong to anybody. I’m a grown-ass woman that deserves to be happy, and I’m not happy with Mecca.” She shook her head at him in disgust. “I can’t fuckin’ believe you! Is that really all I am to you? Another bitch you fucking?”
“No!” Money yelled in frustration. He caught the volume of his voice and toned it down before he continued, “I love you, Leena. Don’t act like you don’t know, ma,” he said as he wiped a tear from her face.
His lips touched hers gently, and the soft texture of her full mouth instantly aroused him. Monroe’s hands moved with the experience of a Casanova as he slid her shirt smoothly over her head, revealing a purple satin bra. His kisses went from her lips, to her neck. He traced her collarbone with his tongue and moved south until his mouth met her large brown nipples. They were sensitive to the warm sensation of his tongue, and the more he licked and tugged at them with his lips, the harder they became.
“Hmm,” she moaned as she inhaled deeply. Her fingers began to unbutton Money’s designer shirt, and she ran her hands across his broad, well-defined chest.
Money paid attention to every single erotic spot on her body. He was in no rush to get between her legs. He knew that foreplay was the key to a woman’s sexuality, and the more he explored Leena’s body, the wetter she became. No spot on her body went untouched. He caressed, and his mouth became intimate with, some of her most delicate places.
He picked her up, scooping her into his arms and carried her into the lavish bathroom. He sat down on the edge of the large Jacuzzi-style bathtub while she sat in his lap. Their lips seemed to be glued together as Money reached for the brass knobs that turned on the water. He finished undressing Leena and then placed her inside of the water. She looked up at him seductively as she watched him remove the rest of his clothes.
His dick grew another two inches when he saw her fingers slip into her womanhood as her thumb massaged her clitoris. Joining her in the steaming water, he took her foot into his hands and rubbed them softly. A low moan escaped her lips as he kneaded her calf tenderly. Money kissed the bottom of her foot and then sucked on her big toe. The sensation that shot up her back caused her to cum instantly.
A sexy smirk crossed Monroe’s face when