A/n: so I'm thinking of writing a new story but it's not going to be a fanfic, who would read it? I think it's coming along pretty good and I wanna start posting the chapters
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🎃Olivia Renee Hayes🎃
Saturday, December 5th , 2020
"Damn it girl," Stokeley groaned as be walked into the bedroom.
I was in the middle of putting on my underwear after my shower.
"What?" I laughed, knowing what I was doing to him.
It hasn't even been a week and he's already losing his mind without feeling my body.
"You look so good," he licked his lips.
I smirked as I grabbed my tv shirt from the bed and threw it on, "thank you, baby."
"Damn I can't wait to eat you again."
I blushed at the thought of him between my legs again. I couldn't wait either.
"Damn," he looked down and so did I, noticing the growing tent in his pants. I smirked. Walking over to him.
I ran my hand over his print and looked up at him innocently.
He didn't say anything, he just looked down at me, his eyes getting low and dark. I knew that look.
That was the look he gave me when I was about to get my ass tore up. Only this time he couldn't touch me.
And it drove me crazy.
I tugged at his waste band and pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, getting on my knees.
"You don't have to baby," he assured me.
"I want to," I confessed.
I pulled his pants down more and his dick sprung out, almost hitting me in the face. I gently took it into my hands and began stroke his tip with my tongue slowly.....
