Love Me

Vier

Chapter 4:

Aaliyah's P.O.V.

"Who taught you that?" Carter breathed out as he readjusted his pants.

Wow. He's such an asshole. I really don't want to have a conversation about how well I give blowjobs for my first time. I want to talk about what he plans to do about this bitch Stacy. "Uh...what are you going to do about..."

"Oh don't worry that pretty little head of yours about it. I'll take care of it." He said with a sinner's smile on his face.

"Okay but don't do anything too stupid or crazy! I don't want Cam getting hurt." I had to tell him that because otherwise he'll do something super stupid and then when I complain he'll say I gave him no limits. Hopefully he'll listen. Tippy

"Alright Aaliyah its time for you to  skedaddle on out of here, " he said lightly pushing me to the door.

Geez okay. He's acting like I really want to be here, in his house. If I could I would never come back or ever see him again.

Once we got to the door, he smashed his lips to mine, shoving his tongue in through the process. The kiss wasn't long but it sure was rough, demanding, and possessive, like he was claiming me. As he kissed me his hands went straight to my ass grabbing and squeezing my cheeks, causing me to whimper in his mouth.

Then he pulled away and shoved me completely out of his house, slamming the door in my face.

Wow. I can't even believe him! I hate him so much. First I have to give him a blowjob -- a messy one -- he kisses me, and then literally throws me out. Grade A asshole.

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When I got home I took a shower, brush my teeth, and cleansed my face to get rid of the horrible memory of Carter.

The only memory I want to have of him is the one about him and the little task I gave him.

While I was thinking my phone started to buzz, signaling that I had a text.

Text received from Carter:

I'm coming over right now. Get undress I want that ass on display.

Carter has absolutely no respect. I really hate him and the fact that I'm forced to do this because of one little bitch.

Text sent to Carter:

It's late and I'm not doing anything until you take care of it

Text received from Carter:

Already did. So answer the door.

That quick I wonder what he did. I guess I can ask when I open the door. Grabbing my rob I run downstairs, quietly seeing that its late at night, and open the door for Carter.