Chanel Martinez-McAllister is an aspiring lawyer. Wanted to follow in her father's footsteps. She does the work and makes the grades white still managing an active social life. Her and her two best friends are loved by everyone always friendly, but...
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✨Mature Content✨ Mentions of underage drinking
After an excruciatingly long dinner. I finally got to start getting ready for the party. I was happy I could just go out and drink and forget the fact that I could feel Jackson's iron grip on my wrist, my skin still burning from his touch. I head back up to my room and take a shower washing myself with a vanilla body scrub making sure to shave. I put my hair into a low bun leaving pieces out to frame my face and do natural makeup with shimmery eye shadow and detailed pointy liner. I decide against false lashes knowing damn well they wont do anything but irritate me while I'm drunk so I just use mascara and a lip balm also putting eyebrow gel on my brows.
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The Makeup
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The Hair
My dress is a black long sleeve off the shoulder. The ribbed design made it accentuate my curves. The dress stopped mid-thigh leaving little to the imagination. I pair it with silver jewelry and black strappy heels. I look in my floor length mirror taking in my appearance. I. Look. Hot.
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Just as I was making sure I had everything in my purse my phone buzzed with a message from Zarah saying she was outside waiting by the car with my driver Mark and just like fucking clock work Jackson is leaving his room at the same time as me. This time he's fucking shirtless in a pair of low hanging gray sweats. He almost looked shocked to see me. His eyes raked slowly down my body and I froze under his gaze. I watched as his tongue raked over his lower lip.
"Where are you going dressed like that" He asked his eyes finally meeting mine
"Out" I reply nonchalantly, shrugging my shoulders. He walks towards me pinning me against my door, his arms on either side of my face.
"I really don't want other people seeing you look this good princess," he says slowly, his lips now grazing my neck. My breath hitches when I feel him leave sloppy kisses on my jaw licking up to my ear leaving a wet, sticky stripe. My hands are glued to the door behind me and I'm frozen in place. He starts sucking and biting causing me to let a small whimper while his hands travel to my waist pulling my body flush against his. My back arches pushing me even closer to him. I can feel him smile against me as he continues his assault. My deep breaths now become breathy moans.
"Jackson I- fuck"I put my arms on his chest. His very very toned chest. "I have to go" I say pushing him away
"My friends are waiting"
"Have fun" he says retreating back to his room with a triumphant smile on his face
I walked down the stairs and out the door. When I got to the car, Mack and Zarah were staring at me with this weird look.
"What" I ask
"Chanel you have something-"Z says before shes interrupted by Mackenzie
"BITCH IS THAT A HICKEY?" she screams
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A/N:
That's just my baby daddy
Thinking about writing a fanfic about him. A smutty one ofc ;))
This is a short chapter, but the next two will be longer I promise!!!!
