" HE'S WHAT YOU WANT, HE'S WHAT YOU WANT, HE'S WHAT YOU WANT, HE'S WHAT YOU WANT. I'M WHAT YOU NEED, WHAT YOU NEED, WHAT YOU NEED, WHAT YOU- I'M WHAT YOU NEED, WHAT YOU NEED, WHAT YOU NEED. "
Deja never expected her relationship to turn sour, but wh...
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𝗡𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥𝟱𝗧𝗛 | 𝗝𝗢-𝗩𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗡'𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 | 𝟵:𝟯𝟭 𝗔.𝗠.
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𝗗𝗘𝗝𝗔 groaned softly as her brown eyes slowly opened, raising her hand to shield her from the bright sunlight in the room before pausing abruptly and hissing at the soreness in her arm. her limbs felt stiff and sore and her hips, thighs, and ass tingled with red markings, making the actions that transpired the night before quickly flood her mind.
Deja and Jo-Vaughn had practically gone all night, but she honestly had no clue because she stopped paying attention to the time around 12:30 A.M. her vagina felt sore from Jo-Vaughn's rough yet loving strokes and she had no clue how many times she had orgasmed because she lost count after six. all she knew is that Jo-Vaughn wore her out so bad that after her last orgasm, she had passed out due to lack of energy.
feeling muscular arms around her waist, Deja looked over her shoulder and spotted a sleeping Jo-Vaughn, whose face was buried in the crook of her neck while he snored softly. smiling a bit, Deja carefully turned over to face him, trying not to wake him and trying not to move the wrong limb or she'd feel pain. getting comfortable in his arms, Deja watched the sun bounce off Jo-Vaughn's smooth chocolate skin as she silently admired him, his arms repositioning themselves around his waist while he softly stirred in his sleep.
the room was filled with comfortable silence as Deja listened to the soft chirps of birds outside the bedroom window and she reached a hand up to Jo-Vaughn's face, gently caressing his cheek with her thumb while she kissed his nose.
times like this are the times Deja loved the most. though she's never spent the night at his house before, she loved how peaceful her life felt when they were together. it was as if no one could disturb her mental peace when she was with him. his energy felt positive, and it brought Deja comfort because she's always been surrounded by negativity. it was such a breath of fresh air to find a real man that wasn't filled with negativity like the others.
"you starin' a lil' hard, mama," Jo-Vaughn muttered, a small playful smirk on his face, as he opened one of his eyes and looked down at her, making Deja chuckle softly while she looked up at him, "good morning, pretty girl."
"good morning, handsome." Deja smiled softly, her fingertips gently caressing his earlobe, as Jo-Vaughn smiled a bit at her and opened his other eye before pecking her lips, catching her off guard while she looked up at him with her brows raised.
