Wet Dreams

Woman Like Me

⚠️Age Gap. Breeding. Work buds. Choking. Dick pics. Eager. Finger sucking.Nipple biting. Mentions of pregnancy.⚠️

"JAMIA! JAMIA! LOOK OVER HERE!" I slowly turned my head both ways to make sure all the cameras got their shot.

Being on the red carpet was no joke. The flashing lights, the constant interviews. It was a lot, but I've been in this business for awhile. So I'm almost used to it.

Almost.

"Isn't she lovely?" I didn't even need to look up when I heard that comment. I knew exactly who it was.

"D'ANGELO! THIS WAY!" I heard him chuckle before I felt him wrap his arm around my waist.

"I've been trying to get your attention all night Ms Ritchi. I think you're ignoring me." He whispered as he smiled at the cameras. I glanced up at him before I turned and smiled at the cameras.

"YOU TWO LOOK AMAZING TOGTHER!" One of the photographers shouted.

I mentally groaned, knowing that would go straight to Duke's head. And just as I suspected, it did.

"We do don't we," He said looking down at me.

"Hi Jamia." He said smirking.

"D'Angelo," I said before I started walking away.

"Cold shoulder? What'd I do now?" I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"CAN WE GET A PICTURE WITH YOU BOTH!" Dammit. Don't they see I'm trying to run away from that kid?

"Come on Ms Ritchi. We have to give the people what they want." I didn't even have time to say anything before he gripped my waist and pulled me beside him.

"Duke-"

"Smile." He said smirking.

I rolled my eyes, but smiled at the cameras anyway. The constant flashes were beginning to make my head hurt. But it was almost over. In a few minutes, I'd be home by myself with a glass of wine.

Peacefully-

"You're still coming back to my place after this." Shit! I forgot I told him I'd have a drink with him.

"Can't I do that another day?" I asked looking up at him.

"No ma'am." He said smiling.

"Y'all have a nice night." He said with a small wave before he slid his hand down to my back and gently pushed me along.

"I'm tired Duke. I've been up all morning worrying about tonight." I said frowning.

"So? You make it seem like we're going to run a marathon. We're having a nice, calm, relaxing drink. And maybe a nice fuck session after." I gasped as I looked around.

Other actors, photographers, news teams. EVERYONE. And he just said that.

"DUKE!" I whispered yelled. He smirked and shrugged.

"No one heard me." He said as we made it back outside.

We didn't know it. But someone did hear him.

"You're coming with me." He said as he gripped my waist.

"D'Angelo. I'm not fucking you." He smirked and looked down at me.

"Sure Ms Ritchi. Whatever you say." He said shrugging. I rolled my eyes and sighed. He's so annoying.

The limo pulled up and he opened the door for me. I would have thanked him, but I knew it was just a scheme so he could see my ass. I got in and he followed behind me.