𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍.

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄.

⌖ I'MA SEX ADDICT MAMA | OO9. ‹ ⚜ ›
❝ i think we look good when we fuck. ❞

— JULY TWENTY SEVENTH
9:3O A.M. ᐟ

Sun shined through the thin white curtains in Jasiah's bedroom, the sun kissing against Iris's skin and highlighting the curve of her hips and the delicate arch of her back. He sat on the edge of the king sized bed, his eyes fixed on her. She moved with a grace that seemed otherworldly, her body swaying and twisting, lost in the melody of the music. Her hair, untamed, framed her face as her laughter filled the space.

He watched, mesmerized, as she danced. In that moment, he forgot everything else completely. There was only her. As she twirled, her eyes caught his, a secret shared between them. He realized then that he was witnessing something sacred—the raw, unfiltered essence of her soul laid bare.

"Why youn dance no more?" Jasiah asked. "You seem to enjoy doing so. Even without a pole"

"Drugs and dancing are both easy money. I would rather make that easy money without being 90 percent naked in front of a bunch of men and women who beg to fuck me for not even half of what I'm worth. It's annoying" She spoke as she danced for him. Nothing too crazy, but enough to satisfy both of them. It was still early in the morning, both of them just waking up about an hour ago. "If you're trying to get me in your club, it won't happen" She said with a smile, but she was speaking in all seriousness.

"Nah ..." Jasiah shook his head. "Ion like the idea of exploiting you. I'll be done beat one of these niggas head in and cheese in my mugshot"

Her dancing came to an end as she made her way to Jasiah, straddling his lap with her bare legs and loosely wrapping her arms around his neck. "It's like that?" She smiled. "That's how you coming about me?"

Shrugging, Jasiah smiled back at her. "I done already killed niggas bout you and Ian even done with that, beating a nigga is sum slight"

"Mhhmm, yea I like me some Jasiah. I haven't had a nigga slide about me like that. And last night, when you choked that man for stealing from me ... I felt some ... things" Her smile never left as her eyes trailed down to his lips. "Last night was very interesting"

"Which part?"

"All of it, but especially where we got here. I have a dominant kink, you executed it so perfectly. You're so mean with it, it fits you well"

"You like when a nigga mean to you while fucking you?" Jasiah raised an eyebrow, not because something was wrong with that, but just to make sure they were on the same page and he understood her correctly.

"Yes, not too mean though. Like, fuck me like you're mad at me. I don't want my face to be slapped or anything" Iris chuckled. "But I liked how you handled me, I think a better way to put it would be a dominant and discipline kink" She shrugged carelessly as she closed the small gap between them to kiss him. "I just like the way you fuck me overall"