if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

Chapter 48

y'all ready for shit to go left? also i'm tryna write y'all but after i got sick i just lost all my energy. bare with me. plus i'm working on a new book.
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Capri Martin
I think I loved him. The way he was making up for what he did in that car was crazy right now. There was no way someone his age had this much game and experience. Like Q was insane when it came to sex.

And I loved how he didn't just have his own room. But his own HOUSE damn there. So I could scream and shout as much as I wanted to.

Cause one thing me and Q was gone do...we was gonna FUCK.

We ain't even get all our clothes off, we were so eager. I was still in my skirt while he was fully clothed. Shorts just pulled right below his dick.

And I was surprised he was delivering so well. He literally had a blunt in his mouth while he was going at it and would hand it to me time to time.

It was honestly a vibe. And finishing at the same time was really icing on the cake. But literally because he came on the back of my skirt. I was gone have to wear a pair of his shorts home.

Taking his shirt off, he wiped it off of me and whatever else it got on.

"That was long overdue." I sighed, laying back on his bed.

"Whatchu mean? I gave you some last night."

"Yeah but ima need it every second of the day with the way you be doing it. So like I said. Long. Overdue."

Rolling his eyes and smiling, Q took a pull from the blunt and did the thing where he exhaled it through his nose and sucked it back in.

He was so fine. I loved looking at that boy. And he loved looking at me too. Sometimes that's all we did and it could make a bad day turn into a good one.

"How many times you bussed?" He questioned, handing me the blunt.

I put up two fingers taking a pull and blowing the smoke to the side.

"I'm really that nigga." He boasted with cockiness in his tone.

I sucked my teeth. "Shut up."

"You sayin shut up but just admit you like the fact that I took time to learn ya body and what luh things you like." He chuckled, laying in bed with me and on top of my bare chest.

"I do...and I appreciate it." I smiled.

He smiled back, resting one of his hands on my titty and taking the blunt back with the other. "Happy I could help."

For a while we laid in silence just enjoying each other's company. Living in this moment and smoking. Never would've imagined me doing this ever. I felt so trapped with Micah.

Like I had to live up to his standards as well as my parents. But Q...I just let loose around him. All the way loose. And I was myself for the most part. And there was no judgement what so ever.

"If you were an animal...what would you be?" He asked me out the blue.

"I would be a lil puppy. Cause I would wanna be pampered." I laughed. "Why?"

"Really? You give me cheetah vibes. Cause like you gimmie a head strong leader aura. And cheetah's sexy as fuck. The way they move and look. That's you fasho."

"Really? You see me that way?" I asked.

"Of course ma." He smiled. "How do you see me?"

"You seem like a mouse."

"A MOUSE?!" He coughed.

"YOU LOOK LIKE ONE. I'M SORRY." I laughed.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THE CORRELATION?"