Rap & R&B Imagines (18+)

Control - NLE Choppa

[Memphis Mansion 6:45Pm]

I pull into the front of Bryson & I's home and park. Today was his day off from touring and he hasn't seen me all day.
I've been out doing grown woman business..I got a new job. This is my first job since I've been with him because he doesn't want me working. So I've been trying to keep it a secret...that's why I got it while he was gone on tour.

I glance down at my phone.

*64 Text Messages & 14 Missed Calls* 6:47pm

I'm not looking forward to going in at all.

I walk up the steps to the front door. I can already hear his crazy ass screaming. I just know he's on IG live right now.

I creak the door open and squeeze inside. I didn't want him to hear me or see me.

I slip off my heels quietly and drop them by the door.

Bryson: KAI!!! Kai nigga join the live!!!

Good, he's not listening.

I gently start to run on my tippy toes up the stairs.

Bryson: Lemme get off ah here 'cause my baby think she slick.

FUCK, how the fuck did he know?

I run into the bedroom and mind my business like he wasn't about to run in here and violate me.

I sat with my back turned away from the door. I could feel his presence in the door frame.

Bryson: Where the fuck you been at?

Still not facing him, I start to slip out of my business skirt.

He charges towards me and turns me around to face him.

Bryson: I know you can fuckin' hear me Y/N.

I brushed his touch off of me and replied,

Y/N: I was just handling some business.

I started to walk towards the master bathroom and felt him grab my arm.

Bryson: Hold on , we ain' done here.

Still holding my wrist, he spins me around and stares me in the eyes.

He was trying to intimidate me.

Bryson: Handling what business? You don't got no business to be handling.

I looked down tried to rip my wrist from his grasp and failed.

He lifted my chin up and demanded,

Bryson: You gon' stop playin and tell me where the fuck you been at.

I sighed.

Y/N: Look baby, I got a job okay?

His eyes hardened and he let go off me immediately.
He backed away from me and stiffened his stance.

Bryson: Are you fucking serious? You got a fucking job after everything you see me doing trying to provide for you?!

He sounded irritated.
I walk toward him and put my hand out to grab his arm.

Bryson: Nah, don't fucking touch me!

Hurt, I replied,

Y/N: You can't control me Bryson! I'm a full grown woman. If I want a job I gonna get one. I don't give a fuck what you say!

I did give a fuck. I don't know why I said that.

He came towards me, grabbed my neck and pinned me to the wall.

Bryson: Watch how you talkin' to daddy. I set these rules for a reason. My baby ain' allowed to get no job, you hear me?

I stare him the eyes and place one hand on his chest, attempting to push him away.

He grabs me by the waist to and pulls me closer.

Y/N: I'm keeping the job.

I whisper right into his face.

He chuckles lightly.

Bryson: Mhm..I hope you ready for your consequence.

I roll my eyes, fed up with him.

He notices and has had enough of my attitude. He grips my waist tighter and sweeps me off my feet.

Y/N: Bryson, put me down!

He throws me onto our large California King mattress and climbs on top of me.

He leans in a buries his face in my neck, sucking passionately.

I couldn't help but moan.

He slowly moved his hand down until his hand was under my Dior panties.

He began to move his fingers in a circular motion around my clit making me moan louder.

His lips slowly moved from my neck down to my cleavage, then my navel.

He used his teeth to savagely rip my panties off and stuck two fingers inside of me.

The sensation of his fingers moving inside of me was so stimulating that I was going to cum very quickly.

Bryson: How does that feel baby?

He starts to move his fingers faster.

Y/N: mmm...

I couldn't respond. I threw my head back and bit my lip, trying not to cum so quickly.

Bryson could feel that I was close to cumming all over his fingers and pulled them out.

Y/N: Fuck baby, why did you stop?

He smiled and began to undress his lower half.
Bryson: I want you to cum all over this dick instead.

He plunged right into me and began to thrust with speed and rhythm.

I gripped his back and began screaming.

Y/N: Daddy please, I can't take it!

He was hitting my spot with his 10 inch member and my body couldn't take it.

He covered my mouth with his hand and soon after, my body began to uncontrollably tremble and shake.

My vagina began to grip his member as I released all over him.

Bryson: Fuck, you're so tight!

He came shortly after and fell beside me.

Still gasping for air I turned my head making eye contact with him.

Bryson: Seems like you've learned your lesson.

He chuckled.

I smirked, still out of breath,

Y/N: No, I'm keeping the job, but the dick was great.

His eyes sharpened

Bryson: You ain' gon get away with this.