YRN 2 : Rich & Famous

Eyes On You

Julio POV

I'm sitting in the back of my Phantom looking up at the L.A. night sky through my panorama moon roof. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't notice Lisa had text me. I replied to her before exiting the car and heading into the arena.

I clapped as Honey shot the game winning 3. It made me smile to see her doing what she loved. I didn't know much about the WNBA the only time I watched was when I came to see Honey play.

I just scrolled on Twitter as I waited for Honey. The ride to the LA restaurant was nice since it was full of conversation about the game.

I wasn't dressed up I had on a black regular Versace T-shirt, grey Balmain biker sweats, & black Nike flyknits.

Once we got into the restaurant we were immediately seated and ordered our food. While we waited Honey asked sarcastically, "So how are you and Lisa?"

I leaned back in my chair and replied, "She's just my manager but she's doing good at promoting me if that's what you're referring to."

Homey leaned towards the table and said in low voice, "I know you're fucking her." I looked at Honey and replied, "Assume what you want but all you're doing is making an ass out of you and me," then I stopped and continued, "As a matter of fact you not even my girl so why you concerned?"

When I said that I could tell she was flustered her face was turning red and her eye was twitching. The garçon came just in time with our food cause I'm sure she would've made a scene in another second.

As we ate in silence I was sincerely enjoying my steak the silence wasn't uncomfortable for me but for my safety reasons I decided to shift the conversation and ask, "How's Julius doing?"

She stared at me coldly before replying, "He's good but he's always missing you." I cringed at the thought of not seeing my son.

I asked Honey, "Where is he?" She continued eating her pasta and answered, "At my mothers house, you can visit him tomorrow if you want."

I smiled and agreed with the idea.

8 glasses of BelAir and a check later.

We got in my Rolls Royce and I'm telling you I'm was hyped off that liquor. I'm kissing all over Honey rubbing on her thighs. The entire ride to her home I'm seducing her I'm leaving evidence all over her. I left so many red marks on her neck and chest.

When we got out the Rolls Royce I told my driver go on home and have a nice night. The moment I set foot in Honey's house I mess damn near ripping off her clothes.

I picked her up over my shoulder and was repeatedly slapping her ass as I went up the stairs.

I made it to her bedroom and I came out of my shirt. I tossed her on the bed and pointed to the pole. I sat on the leather couch in there as she disappeared into her closet moments later returning dressed in a simple big t shirt and tights.

She climbed the pole and was doing all types of tricks as T.I.'s private party played in the background. As she straddled me and grinded on my dick.

I started peeling the layers of clothing off of her first went the shirt exposing those perky C cup titties which had faint red marks from me sucking and nibbling on them.

She stood up and started twerking about an inch away from me while I pulled down those tights revealing the beautiful black lace panties.

I helped her step out of the tights before she walked behind me and pushed her perky breast against my back and kissing behind my ear and slowly leaving a trail of her red MAC lipstick covered kisses down my neck and collar bone.