I didn't go to sleep after Slinga left the bedroom. I texted Jeremy on Instagram, and we clicked so fast.
Where this nigga been all my life!??
In the middle of the conversation, we ended up exchanging numbers and went off with it on App. While watching the different statuses on Whatsapp, I got a message from an unknown number.
A suh you a move now eee? Sell yaa sell pussy to man fih car ride!!??
I was taken aback by this message.
Seh mih a do whaaattt!!??? Sell pussy fih car ride!!??
It didn't take long to realize who this was. Seems like Mario's friend went and told him what he saw. I hissed my teeth. My read receipt was on, so he saw that I had seen his message.
A who that you go inna car wid!!? You want him can't come look fih yuh!?
Wtf!
I busted out laughing, and that's when Slinga came in from the adjoined bathroom. I turned to look at him and drank in all his sexiness. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and another one draped around his neck. Droplets of water dripped down his cool, dark, inked skin and hard muscles, which flexed with every movement he made.
"A wah sweet you pan phone??" He asked, drying his face with the small towel.
"Come look at this when you dry you off." I replied. He dried off and put on a black underpants. Afterward, he joined me on the bed and looked at the phone screen.
"A the man weh you did fuck this??" He asked.
Why him did affi mek it sound like that...?
"Yeah." I answered dryly.
"Mek him gwaan chat mon." He laughed, and it wasn't a happy laugh. It was rather dark.
I watched him type away on his phone with his back leaning against the bed headboard until my eyes found their way down to his crotch. I knibbled on my bottom bottom lip and squeezed my thighs together, trying to get some friction.
"Want you dose a cocky now??"
Rawse! Him did a watch me...shame...shame a kill me.
"Come here."
I went to him without an ounce of hesitation, and he pulled me onto his lap with my legs at each side. My throbbing core was resting right on top of his hard on. I couldn't help rocking my hips back and forth.
He held the back of my neck and pressed his lips against mine. They were thick but soft like pillows. I could taste the weed in his mouth, but that didn't bother me at all. It just made me wetter. I held his face with both hands and sucked on his tongue gently. I earned a soft groan from him, and his free hand rocked my hips faster. He titled his head to the side and took all control, sucking on my tongue. The kiss was filled with a lot of tongue.
"Tek off your shorts and panty....fuck, tek off the hoodie too." He whispered, pulling away. I didn't waste a minute stripping down.
His hands kneaded my breasts, and he bent his head to take a nipple into his hot mouth. His tongue circled around my nipple and flicked the piercing. He moved to the next nipple, and when he lifted his head up, my breasts were covered with lots of hickies.
"Fucking sexy." He delivered a hard slap to both my butt cheeks.
"Ready fih ride off cocky?? Ease up." I lifted myself off his lap for him to take out what I have been waiting for. It looked angry. Veins popping, twitching, and the tip was dripping with precum.
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RomanceLaNae Sinclair is an 18 year old who has many dreams and aspirations but has yet to decide what route she will go down as she steps into adulthood with no way of going back to the teenager phase. She decides to take it easy for her "free paper" hasn...