"I dem fucked up" he cursed, hitting his hand to the other.
"Fuck" he said throwing his phone to his side, "what is it man?" Said his younger brother who was sat on next to him in the car.
"Nothing, just" he sighed feeling frustrated, he went back on his phone and watched the story.
The way he gripped you by the waist and pulled you as you two laughed made Oakly pissed. And knowing he had no right to be mad.
"How many times you gonna watch that?" Juke said looking at him.
"As many times as I wish" oakly hissed rubbing his eyebrows.
"Very close" "what the fuck does that mean" he whispered turning off his phone.
He knew you were a tease, a player, a bad ting. But it was that made it sick, you played games, but they were honest games.
He slammed the car door as he got out of the car and went into his place.
He groaned throwing his phone to his coach. He started to undress as he cursed in his mouth.
It wasn't anger for you or him, it was the jealous, the tease that made him go mad. Your eyes, your hair, your smell, your smile was like a tattoo in his memory.
He walked into his living room, landing on the coach and getting his phone. He couldn't spend more than ten minutes without it, worried that you might text him.
His hands traced over your name before he clicked on to your account.
"Fuck me" he whispered as he felt his dick go hard.
"I want you to fuck me, but I won't allow you to" he whispered your words.
"You'll never get to fuck me" he said again as he leaned his head back.
"That naughty little tease" he whispered.
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viral (yn × centralcee)
Fanfictiona spicy story with a little bit of scandal (There is mature content in this)
