The Forbidden Hit

Chapter 6

Jayla rolled over and immediately took in the scent of Jamaal, pancake, eggs, and bacon. She opened her eyes to find Jamaal was watching her sleep and she smiled as she thought back to their night and now all of this.

"Good morning." Jamaal said smiling back at her. Jayla inhaled deeply and sighed heavily.

"Good morning." She said breathlessly. Jamaal laughed as he backed out her face.

"I love you baby, but that breath make you seem real dangerous." Jamaal said chuckling. Jayla picked up a pillow and Jamaal grabbed her breakfast.

"Ok. Ok. Put it down nice slow or the breakfast gets it." Jamaal said and Jayla died laughing.

"Boy you betta put my breakfast down before I knock yo ass out." Jamaal smiled and did as she asked.

"You think you run me?" Jamaal asked putting his hands in his pajama slacks.

"Boy I run all over that ass. You forgot so quick?" Jamaal smirked as he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"What the fuck you doin boy?! Put me down!" Jayla screamed. Jamaal threw her back on the bed and crawled toward her. Jayla attempted to sit up, but Jamaal pushed his hand up her shirt cupping her breast and gently laying her back down. He tugged at the boy shorts she wore to bed and expertly slid them off with ease. Jayla laid still with heavy breathing waiting for Jamaal to make his move.

"Say you want me." He said in a raspy tone. Jayla shook her head,

"No." He slowly spread the lips of her now wet flesh and brushed his lips across her swollen, hardened pearl. She hissed and pulled her body away from him and he dragged her closer to his lips.

"Say it." He whispered against her core. She bit down on her lip and tensed as his hot breath made her wet flesh heavy with want.

"Pleeeeease Jamaal." She begged. He smirked as he tugged her pearl into his mouth and began to suck on it. She arched her back as he licked from her slit back up to her pearl.

"Ahhhhh!" She moaned as she gripped the sheets. Jamaal took his time in pleasing Jayla. She soon began to tremble and he knew she was about to fall over her edge.

"I'm..I'm. Ooooooh Jamaal I'm cummin'." She arched her back and came right onto his tongue. He quickly lapped it all up and cuddled closely behind her, kissing her neck.

"Mm." She let out as she caught herself.

"I guess I owned that ass huh?" He said biting his bottom lip.

"Boy shush!" She giggled and so did he. Just then Jayla phone rang. She picked it up.

"Hello." She said.

"You got work to do girl. Meet me at the trap in an hour." The phone went dead and she rolled her eyes.

"Who dat?" Jamaal asked rubbing circles on her hip.

"Nothing important, but I gotta get going. I'll be back in a few." She said as he began to massage her booty.

"Aiight. You wanna do somethin' tonight?" He asked slowly tracing the outline of her booty.

"Yeah. Let's go out or somethin'." She said turning to face him.

"Aiight. Well you go get dressed." He said slappin her booty.

"You not comin?" She asked. He looked at her confused.

"To help wash me off." She smirked. He smiled as he followed her to the bathroom and they showered together. She got dressed in light jean shorts and a black tank top with red Timberlands and headed for the trap. She immediately felt the feelings of nostalgia and guilt. She headed inside past the fish tank and into the back of the trap house past the half naked girls. Jayla was already disgusted by the appearance of the girls. At one point she loved what she did, but now all she wanted was out.