Meet Celest Lia, a regular-degular teen with a heart full of hope and promise. She portrays a peaceful character, free from drama and stress, until the day she cross paths with her wildest dream.
Then there's Kevaun Wright, the exotic Don from Spani...
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Why does he have be so hot?
He's now driving, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on my thigh. Kevaun is dressed in ripped jeans, a green polo shirt with 'Murderer' written on it and white air force 1's.
His hair is in cornrows that are neatly done, like they were done minutes ago.
Lord my man is fine!
your man?
Well-
"If yuh continue stare we nah guh reach weh we ago eno b," He says then licks his lips. Smiling, I look through the window.
"You went to a all boys school?" I randomly ask. He looks like a person who attended Kingston College, or any one of those traditional high schools.
"Yea. Went to Jamaica first then transfered to KC." He answers. I nod.
He then turns up the raido volume a little more and continues to sing every lyric of 'Dinero' by Kraff.
Other from the music that's playing, there's no other sound in the car as he drives.
*
"Yes!" I scream, when I finally score. I jump on Kevaun and he holds me still and laughs.
First, we decided to go bowling. I have never done it but I have always wanted to go. We're competing... Who can reach 35 first, wins. Kevaun is at 24 points and I am at 3 but mi nah worry, mi affi ketch him up.
me and you both know seh yuh nah win
Jah jah
Nuh likkle confidence?
"A five more rounds leff eno b and a one yuh deh. Betta yuh stop play," He laughs between words.
"Shut up and come do the sumo," I say then sit on the chair. I study him- His stance is perfect and he does it like it's nothing.
Like a pro.
Maybe a because a mi two left foot mek mi nuh reach no where.
or because yuh always a guh over the line
All dat too.
He scores and I hiss.
Him shoulda miss.
badmind active.
"One more to the 24," Kevaun says then starts to laugh. I'm guessing at the way I am staring at him. Him gwaan hype and see if mi nuh knock him dung.
We spend a lot more minutes at the place because I wanted a re-match. I kept losing so I wanted to leave to somewhere else.
Tired a him a boast pon mi now.
He suggested we get something to eat first then we leave to anywhere of his choice. We collect what we ordered at Burger King then he drives to-
I don't even know but I think we're at Mobay.
Ova yah suh mummy want live.
Rich people place.
I mouth the song playing low in the car. 'Bring it to the owner' By Dexta Daps. A weh him a play this fah god?
I shift in the car seat. There's just something about Dexta Dap song dem... Dem sumo yah people play when dem a f-
aye!
Everytime Kevaun rubs his hand on my thigh, it goes closer to my area and mek mi tell yuh-
The lady down stairs a gwaan bad.
I want to tell him to move his hand but at the same time, I don't. In fact, I want him to do more than just rub my skin.
I clear my throat then I ask-
"W-where are you going?"
He moves his hand up more to- there. "Soon see," He says and I nod.
*
There are 2 securities at the gate. Kevaun beeps the horn at them as he drives inside the big yard.
A very big white and gold house. I think this is the prettiest house I've ever seen. The prettiest house in Mobay.
Does he own this?
The yard is filled with all sort of different cars. Some I don't even recognize. Kevaun parks then he gets out and walk to where I'm seated.
He opens the door and I get out. He then holds my hand then he walks off, heading towards the front door. Even when the ute a walk him look good. With so much confidence, as if he rules everything around him.
As if he's the boss.
...or as Jamaican's say, di don.
di man ave all security... den nuh muss
My question from earlier is answered when I see him use a key to pull the door.
man weh full a money>>>
Kevaun walks inside then I do the same. I stand still, waiting for him to turn on the lights.
"Why yuh look suh fraid?" He asks. I am hardly seeing his face.
I don't answer.
Kevaun grabs my hand then he pushes me against the door, causing it to close. Jesus. The place is quiet... our breathing is the only sound.
Kevaun then wraps his arms around my waist and moves closer until I can feel his hot breath against my skin.
I bite the inside of my lip.
Without warning, I feel his lips against mines. I tense up then a second later, I relax, kissing him back. Kevaun kisses me with so much passion and I do the same. His lips are soft and his mouth tastes like hennessy.
He wraps his hand around my neck snd uses the other to squeeze my ass. A low moan escapes my lip. I can feel him smiling. He pulls away after a while, leaving me with only a very wet vagina and lost of breath.
"Celest," Kevaun calls. I open my eyes and when I do so, he's sitting in the couch, staring at me as he bites his lips.
