as·cer·tain·ment
/ˌasərˈtānmənt/
the process of finding something out for certain.
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, two people get hooked onto each other after a one night stand and want to see where they could end up despite all of the challenges of their past get...
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"You'll see your friends tomorrow, you mine for tonight" Ja spoke to her as they walked side by side, his arm around her.
Morgan, with a lack of better judgment, was LOVING this. Zaren was right, a drink will clear your mind.
The two walked out of the club and made it toward Ja's car. He opened the passenger door for her and watched her get in before going to his side and starting the car.
Morgan's eyes trailed his body as he began to drive. His freshly retwisted dreads hung down to his shoulders. He wore a plain black tee and black Amiris to match.
Ja's chuckle broke her out of thought, "You okay?" he asked, removing one of his hands from the steering wheel and placing it onto her thigh.
"mhm," she hummed as she felt her heart rate increase. He just did something to her.
or maybe it was the Casamigos making her feel that way.
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Ja stuffed his keys into his pocket after turning the car off and exiting. It was a miracle they even made it to their destination safely. Both of the people in the car were drunk out of their minds.
"Can't wait to take this shit off you," Ja grabbed onto her waist while guiding her into his apartment building.
The two stumbled into the apartment complex's elevator and couldn't keep their hands off of one another. Drunken kisses, soft moans, and venereal banter could be heard over the corny music that the lift was emitting.
"Say I won't fuck you right here," Ja muttered huskily in between kisses. "Ja..." Morgan grew needy. He picked her up and placed her onto the elevator railing. Ja stood between her legs and left small hickeys along her jaw, neck, and chest.
The elevator dinged, indicating the two were at Ja's penthouse. He picked her up once more and walked her over to the kitchen island; setting her down. "I take back what I said bout the shirt baby girl, I'm glad you wore it," His hands trailed along her back, where he began to untie her bikini top as she slid down her pants and panties.
Ja stared at Morgan's pussy in awe. "so pretty," he mumbled gently then ran his thumb across her clit, earning a reaction from her. Ja put Morgan's legs over his shoulders and placed harsh kisses on her inner thighs and pussy. After getting reassurance that she wanted him to continue, he let his tongue glide across her swollen clit "Fuck, Ja wait," Morgan said, needing a second to compose herself. "Nah it's too late for that "wait" shit," he let out a breathy laugh.
He laid her down across the kitchen island and brought her hips to the edge. Ja grabbed onto her thighs, holding her firmly.
He began sucking on her clit, making Morgan's moans fill the atmosphere. While he was still making contact with her clit he slipped a finger into her pussy; pumping it in and out of her.
That was enough to send Morgan over the edge. "Oh... my god," she moaned. "I'm about to cum Ja, please," Morgan said weakly as she began to tremble in his hands.
"give me that shit," He said while continuing the same motions.
Right after the phrase left his mouth, Morgan came. Ja smirked and pressed down on her lower stomach as she arched her back, curled her toes, and moaned uncontrollably.
Hadn't even been 3 minutes.
"Show me what yo mouth can do baby," Ja guided her off of the counter and onto her knees. Morgan watched as he pulled himself out of his pants. "oh..." was all that she could mutter at the sight.
The Casamigos had gotten the best of her and she began placing kisses on his tip. She licked the trail of precum that was leaking from his dick and spat it back onto him. "pretty ass," Ja groaned as Morgan began bobbing her head on him.
Morgan was genuinely a sucker for affirmation, so it only encouraged her to keep going.
Tears began to cloud her vision as she felt him hitting the back of her throat. When ja felt like she had too much control, he slipped himself out of her mouth. He grabbed a handful of Morgan's hair, forming a makeshift ponytail with his hand before beginning to thrust into her mouth.
The visuals of Morgan's smudged makeup and teary eyes in addition to the vibrations of her moans on his dick could make him cum now.
"God damn," He mumbled while still firmly holding that same grip on Morgan's hair. She felt him twitch in her mouth right before he abruptly pulled himself away.
"You gone make a nigga obsessed with you, keep playin," he said as he ran his hands along his face.
- 2:37 AM
"Shit, shit, shit," Morgan cried into the pillow while Ja was fucking her with hard, fast strokes. "You takin me so well," He groaned.
She reached her hand back to get him to slow down. "Fuck ja," at this point nothing but profanities could leave her mouth.
"you want me to stop? use yo words," Ja left kisses and hickeys on her back while continuing to pound her.
Only weak whimpers and moans left Morgan's mouth as she felt herself reach yet another orgasm. There had been so many she'd lost count.
"you feel so good," he groaned as he felt her walls clench around him.
"Fuck," Ja mumbled right before slowing his strokes; causing both of them to climax. Ja pulled out and Morgan collapsed.
Sweaty, sticky, and overstimulated were the only adjectives that could describe the both of them.
Ja left to his bathroom. Morgan heard the sound of a cabinet opening and closing followed by running water.
He came back and wiped her clean. "you got that shit that'll make a nigga daydream about you," Ja chuckled lowly before pulling his dark grey duvet over her.
"We can go grab a Plan B in the morning," He kissed her temple before getting into bed as well.
"I'm finna be hungover AND sore," Morgan groaned while burying her face into a pillow, Ja chuckled at her before saying "I got you ma,"
He turned his tv on, putting on a random movie as Morgan began to drift to sleep.
