•𝑆𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑦 𝐿𝑖𝑛𝑘• 𝑎 𝑘𝑜𝑏𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦

🖇𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟯🖇

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Welcome to Part Three of Sneaky Link
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Neveah

we made it back to kobes house and we were all getting our bags ready out the car. the boys being the show offs they are only had to do one trip but me, kiya, didi, and essy had way more bags so we had to. make multiple trips.

everyone else was in the house while i went to get my last bag which was my victoria secret bag but kobe beat me to it. he was looking at them while licking his lips and shit. i snatched the bag out his hand but he had the red lace one he picked in his hand.

Me: KOBE
Kobe: what
Me: stop looking at that shit and look at me
Kobe: what
Me: u cant just be doing stuff like this, they already think some goin on and if u keep acting like this they gon find out! so stop we needa keep it lowkey

kobe was jus biting his lips staring down at me. i rolled my eyes knowing he probably wasn't listening

Kobe: aint no need to roll ya eyes, but shiii u do be looking sexy when you bossy tho, but ill try to stop.
Me: thank you, now why was you looking at that set in the first place?
Kobe: cuz i was imagining u in it so i could rip it off.
Me: boy-
Kobe: stop with that boy word

he wrapped his hand around my neck trying to "threaten me" but by now ian scared of him. i looked him up and down smirking.

Me: ok i will boy

i removed his hand and grabbed the set putting it in my bag making my way back in the house.

Kobe

this girl really trying me. man i cant wait for us to be alone, her lil freaky smirk be making me hard.

i got outta my thoughts and went my into my house following behind her.

Neveah

i was back on kobes bed laying on my back on my phone while the others were deciding what we should do.

soon kobe came in walking towards the bed and he ended up laying on my stomach. i didn't react because he always does this.

Kiya: bro y'all would make a hella cute couple.
Dior: RIGHT
Essence: we been trying to tell them but they say they're "just friends"
Kiya: just friends my ass
Derek: not only that but they be being all flirty and sneaky
Ballo: deadass like they basically a couple without the labels
Me: GUYS nothing is or will happen between me and Kobe
Kobe: damn stop yelling, let a nigga sleep

kobe wrapped his arms around my waist closing his eyes.

Me: look if there was something going on you know id tell you right?
Essence: i guess you're right
Me: bitch im always right

we laughed

Derek: well im getting tired daddy can u take me home?
Ballo: bro u needa stop- ian goin nowhere alone with you. betta ask you girl
Dior: Im not his girl-
Derek: yet. now cmon take me home, maybe you can stay

he said winking terribly

Me: uh uh take that nasty shit outta here!

they laughed getting up

Essence: wait we walking out with yall, cmon ballo
Ballo: whatever you say bae
Essence: im not yo baeee

she said walking out the room. ballo walked out closing the door behind him. as soon as the door closed kobe popped his head up.

Me: wait u were never sleep?
Kobe: tuh no i was waiting for them to leave
Me: why?
Kobe: cuz baby im horny

he started kissing my neck while caressing my body.

Me: n-no kobe- mm

he found my sweet spot and sucked it. i quickly pushed him off

Kobe: bro wtf
Me: no kobe not now ok? ima go

he sighed. i gathered my things and was about to walk out but i peeped my head in his room.

Me: make sure you ready by 11 and don't got to sleep

i saw him smirk, he motioned for me to come so i walked over and he pulled me on his lap for a kiss. his hand made its way down grabbing my ass as mine was on his neck. i pulled away before someone walked in.

Me: dont forget
Kobe: do i ever?

i laughed and playfully rolled my eyes.

Kobe: bye sexy
Me: bye Kobe

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