JUST CREEPIN'

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JUST CREEPIN'

A'JOURIE WRIGHT
AUGUST 14th; WEDNESDAY

"OWW FUCK BABY, slow down you going to fast." A'jourie placed her hand on Genesis' chest trying to slow the powerful strokes he was delivering to her core.

"Jourie move your hand." He repeated for what felt like the hundredth time. He could feel his stomach tightening, and he knew his release was approaching.

He turned and angled his body a little more to the side, jabbing at her spot knowing that would eventually send her over the edge.

"Waittt," she dragged out, squeezing her eyes closed shut and tightly.

Growing tired of her antics, he removed one of his hands from the head board that was repeatedly hitting up against the wall and used it to grip her wrist.

"F-fuck," she stuttered feeling herself release and he let out a sigh of relief, finally being able to let go as well now that she had gotten to experience her orgasm.

"Pull out." She instructed him seriously, still breathing slightly heavy trying to catch her breath.

"Wait no chill." He spoke quickly after her instruction, feeling as if he didn't have the will power to remove himself from out of her.

"No Genesis I'm serious!" She squealed seeming to snap out of her trance.

He quickly pulled out right before the white milky colored substance shot from his tip all over her nicely shaped body.

Her curves were so beautiful, and he loved that she had a nice amount of breasts too because they always felt comfortable to lay on, and hold.

"Why would you make me do that," Genesis said right before he smacked his teeth. He hated when she did that.

"Sorry, I just didn't feel like it was a good idea today." She shrugged her shoulders. She didn't want to come off as rude she just was still very paranoid regardless of if she was on birth control or not.

"Alright jourie, it's cool." He muttered sounding slightly angry, but she could tell he was trying to conceal it. She hated when he did that. She would've just preferred him to be honest about he felt instead of catching unnecessary attitudes.

"What's wrong with you." She asked, sitting up on the bed in all of her naked glory. She had her palms rested on the bed, leaning up on her elbows.

"I just feel like it's no point in you being on birth control of you still gon' make me pull out jourie." He expressed, reaching for the towel so that he could help clean her up.

She rolled her eyes. As many times as she had this conversation with bam, it irritated her so much. "Well if you got a problem pulling out, then we can start strapping up. Easy, and problem solved." She swung her legs over the side of the bed.

She stood to her feet, and his eyes dropped straight to her ass. He swore he had never seen anything that sat up like hers did.

"Bruh strap up?!" He asked her incredulously, because he couldn't have heard her correctly. That was impossible. "The whole point of you making me get tested before we had sex was so that we could avoid condoms. I'm clean baby, so a deal is a deal." He reminded her.

"Boy you heard what the fuck I said!" She shouted at him snatching her towel so she could wrap it around her body. "If you got a problem pulling out, you can wear condoms. If you got a problem wearing condoms, you can pull the fuck out. We clear?" She clarified.