Pleasing

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JENNIFER POV

I slide my high tops on and quickly grab my bag. I stop in front of my mirror and quickly fix my hair, okay good!

I run outside to Marcels beautiful dark red car. Gosh, he looked smexy as heck! He must've had an early meeting? He was fixing his cuffs and soon looks up at me as I trip over my front shoe. I didn't fall!

A small smirk shows up on his face but soon disappears. "H-hi sir." I smile softly as I finally meet him face to face. "Good morning Chaton." He hums, "why um, why thee suit? Did you have a- um meeting?" I ask, he's a flipping sexy pine tree in a sexy suit! With a sexy car! Im drooling.

"I have a meeting to attend to." He mumbles checking his watch. "That I'm late to but they don't mind." He hums and I furrow my eyebrows. "Marcel! You're late because of me!" I huff feeling bad for the people he's making wait.

He just raises an eyebrow and I cross my arms with a pout. He grabs my hand uncrossing them, "twirl for daddy." He mumbles in my ear, he puts my arm up and I blush heavily. "Je n'ai jamais vu un visage aussi beau de toute ma vie." I hear him hum and I shake my head.
(I have never seen such a beautiful face in all my life)

I was only wearing a skater dress that was black with some white hearts. "Happy?" I ask and he hums. He grabs my waist pressing his lips against mine. I couldn't help but smile feeling his warm embrace. It was a quick kiss, "do you want me to pick you up today?" He asks and I nod. "Y-yes.. please." I say. He helps me get into the car and soon starts driving to the school.

"I can see your tattoos.." I whisper poking his muscled arm. He nods slowly, "is this what you're wearing? I-it's not bad! Obviously, b-but um.. it's like- see through a-and um. I- we..- they'll see your.. muscles." My voice was slowly turning into a whisper when I was speaking. He glances at me and had an amused face and I could feel the warmth spread all over my face and shoulders. "S-sorry." I mumble and he shakes his head. "Don't be, I just took off the other half." He explains and I nod slowly.

It was a quick ride to the building and he helps me out. "Marcel, you can't be l-late!" I whine, but I can see his eyes dilate when he looked at me and I shift. People were piling up and taking a double look at his smexy car. "Don't worry about me, si?" Marcel speaks and I cross my arms. His hands go into his pockets as he leans against the car. "Mar-" he didn't let me speak.

His rough hand grips my neck slamming his lips against mine. I can only imagine how this looks from a 3rd person view. My body could only follow his lips and whimper. A wirl of shivers go over my body feeling his grip around my neck tighten. Marcels kisses were aggressive, hungry, and obviously... arousing. I pull my face away and realize there's a snitch of chapstick on his lips from me. Hehe.

I clean it up and he still had that lingering look on me. What did he want? "I-okay class is starting soon!" I huff turning around but he quickly grabs the hem of my dress pulling me back. "You have 10 minutes." He hum and my eyes wide. I turn around and cross my arms glaring at him. I try and give a intimidating face showing off my anger. Was it working?

"So annoying." I mumble looking away but he quickly catches my chin turning me back towards him. "What was that?" He asks getting off the car. "I- I'm sorry..." I mumble and he raises an eyebrow.

  His hand grips my jaw harshly,again smashing his lips against mine. I whimper as he bites my lip softly. "Do not give me attitude." He warns. He tilts my head up forcing eye contact and hesitantly grab his wrist. 

  I nod slowly and he hums smirking slightly. His phone rings and he just ignores it. "Marcel..." I mumble trying to convince him. It rings again but he ignores it. He licks his lips and sighs. Let's go and grabs his phone looking at the number. His jaw clenched but he quickly lets it go. "Go to class Chaton." Marcel says and I frown. I want a hug.

"O-okay." I say grabbing my bag and he quickly hugs me. His hands linger on the side of my butt softly squeezing. "Go before I put you back in this car." He shakes his head before letting me go. My body flushed with heat and I quickly walk to class.

I love my classes but I'm so glad college isn't a 5 day thing..

Lunch was happening and Nichelle and I are talking.

I bite into the Cesar salad. "So... bad boy guy vibes from that Marcel guy.." he smirks and I widen my eyes at her. I never told nichelle about what happened. Not even Zenday. "H-he's.. he's not bad." I mumble and she nods. "So are you dating?" She squeals and I thin my lips.

"I'm.. no." I whisper.

We kissed.

We've made out.

He's touched me in places...

Oh my god.

"Hello? Earth to Jenny." I hear seeing Michelle's hand infront of me. "I-oh! Sorry, heh." I blink in realization. What are we?

I grumble up my wrapper and I can't help my frown appear. For the rest of the day.

Marcel POV

  I tap my thumb against the steer as Nora was blasting her music with her two girlfriends in the backseat jamming along.

We were in traffic and I couldn't stand their singing I quickly unplug the aux. "shut the fuck up." I groan rubbing my temple. "Marcel stop being rude." She rolls her eyes and I clench my jaw stopping again. Nora turns it back on and they continue. It was 11:36 AM and I needed to get ready to see Jennifer by 1.

I got a call from Vin saying Nora was causing chaos and ended up challenging a few people. Why is she even drunk so early.

  "You have a grumpy boyfriend Nora." I hear behind me and my neck snaps to Nora. "We're not dating." I glare. "We were." She giggles at me and I clench my jaw. I was quick to text Jennifer I might be late. But I never sent it. I can't be late for her. It's Jennifer!

I take the first exit I can get to and take a few back roads to her house. Nora lives a good 1 1/2 hours away. Shits annoying. "Thanks D." She smiles leaning in to kiss my cheek. I push her face away with an annoyed look. "Get out of my fucking car." I say and she scoffs getting out with the other 2.

I drive out of her driveway and I soon call Jennifer.

  "H-hello?" I hear. "Chaton." I speak and she hums. "Hi." Her tone was low. Different. "What's wrong? You sound different princess." I ask and it was silence. "I'm um.. just not feeling well. I'm g-going to walk home instead. A-and sleep it, you know.. off." She explains. I'm not buying it one bit.

  "I'll drop you off then. I don't want you walking while being sick. You might get over heated princess." I shake my head at how ridiculous she sounded. It's not that easy to dismiss me. "Marcel." She Hm sighs. "I'll see you in a bit, si? And if I don't.. I'll be seeing you soon either way." I say before hanging up. If she's sick. Who's going to take care of her? I'm not dumb.

   My phone pings and I check to see it's Tavante.

  Tav; we found out what the necklace brand was.