Ohani Franklin
"No I'm not saying that...it's just..who the fuck." She mumbled before taking a bite of her chipotle burrito.
"Me now beat me up bout it nigga." He spoke and a goofy smile spread on her face that made him laugh.
She sat on his couch with her legs crossed. "You ever been iced out? You ever had a nigga spend a band on you? Imma treat you like a princess shorty." He spoke.
She rolled her eyes. "Look I'm not a prostitute. I don't need anything in return. And my father is definitely in my life, I've had all that done." She spoke.
"Ian even mean it like that. That's ya daddy , he supposed to do that shit for you." He spoke as she finished her burrito. "Right. I know what you mean." She nodded.
She stood up and walked to the trash where she shot her bowl in the trash before wiping her mouth. She checked her appearance in the phone camera before closing her phone and walking back to Dominic.
She sat down on the couch and he pulled her on to his chest.
Music played as they talked. Specifically excuse big bank by Yg.
"All you listen to is Yg. Play some real nigga music." She spoke. "what you listen to?" He questioned looking down at her head that rested in his lap.
He rubbed her stomach as she talked. It was kinda turning her on which was weird considering her grandmother used to sit her in this position and massage her back and she never got any weird feelings. Probably because it was her grandmother.
"Deftones, b-" he cut her off. "Hell no. Man what the fuck. I was gon let you play a song but you tweakin." He laughed as she rolled her eyes.
The two fell silent as he rubbed her stomach. She started talking and he was listening but admiring her.
"You can come stay with me , I promise I won't disappoint you." He spoke lowly as his voice seemed to grow deeper.
She reached her hand up and grabbed his face. The feeling of her long acrylic nails on his face turned him on. He grabbed her hand and kissed it a few times.
She sat up and began straddling his lap. He bit his bottom lip as her grabbed her ass.
She looked at him before whispering in his ear. "Can we fuck now?" She spoke and he smirked. "Yeah shorty , I got you." He spoke and placed a small kissed on her neck.
"You gon make a video with daddy?" He bit his lip as he wrapped his arm around her neck.
She hated when men called themselves daddy but the way he said it only turned her on.
She was 17 he was 18 so there was no way he'd leak it.
"Mhm." She nodded as he rubbed his thumb across her bottom lip , slightly smudging her lip gloss. "ouu you nasty." He joked and she got a bit of clarity and felt a bit bad.
He stood up and carried her down the hall to his bedroom. It wasn't much but he was trying and los Angeles was very expensive.
He placed her on the bed and she immediately slipped out of her dress revealing her red bra and panty set.
"You look so good." He shook his head admiring her. "Thank you." She smiled as he grabbed a random phone.
He unlocked it and spoke. "You sure you wanna do this baby?" He questioned.
"Yes." She nodded. He shrugged and set up the camera close to the bed. He set it up right across from the bed.
She admired herself in the camera before he slipped his shirt off revealing his faint 6 pack and few tattoos.
He took his cap off and his pants as well. He slid his boxers off revealing his length.
Her pupils grew bigger as he climbed over her. He kissed her neck softly before he start sucking her neck as he rubbed her hips.
Soon he pulled her bra off and sucked on her nipples. It wasn't long before he removed her panties and leaned down.
He inserted two fingers making her gasp before he began feasting on her.
"Mmm." She moaned. "Let that shit out baby." He spoke as he buried his face deeper while lifting her legs on to his shoulder.
#mentalhealthmatters
