Hey Guys. I just wanna thank my bestie @Mrskittiey for helping me write this chapter😭.
Well without further or do, please enjoy this long ass chapter.~2434 words 😭
Onika Jones//Oni
----------------------------Yesterday was so amazing. I was on cloud nine the whole entire day. Genuinely because Lamar took me out on a date, and we got to spend time with each other. Although I did get angry at some point when he didn't want me to pay.
My body was hurting a bit, but I didn't mind. Having sex with Lamar was AMAZING and gosh he sure does know how to make a girl feel good. Now I couldn't help but wonder how many other women he had sex with and if he made them feel good too.
Overall, it was a good day.
It was around 9 am and my head was on Lamar's chest while I traced a cool tattoo that's on his bicep. He was still sound asleep, his chest slowly raising up and down. I felt his hand rub my back. I looked up and saw his eyes were still shut.
"Happy Birthday." He said as he slowly opened his eyes.
"Thank you, baby." I said while smiling. I leaned forward and kissed his soft lips. Shit, I was starting to get horny all over again. He shifted my body onto his while still kissing me. His hands roamed my body. I felt his dick press against my vagina which sent tingles down my spine, resulting to a small groan escaping his lips. He pulled away from my lips and sighed.
"What time's it?" He asked.
"9." I answered.
"Hm. How your body feelin'?"
I turned my head to the side because I was starting to get shy as fuck.
"You shy?" He chuckled lowly. His hand ran across my back and onto my butt.
"Fuck you." I said as I started getting off of him, but he pulled me back down.
"Answer me Onika." He pulled my face down, so I was looking at him. His eyes were filled with concern.
"My body kinda hurts but I'm fine." I said with a smile.
"You sure?" He raised a brow. I could see he really wanted to know if he was too rough and that was so kind of him.
"I'm sure. Let's go take a shower." I got off him and made my way to the bathroom.
After a few minutes, he entered the bathroom. I hadn't even noticed that Lamar had a bag with a clothes and toiletries. He knows I don't trust anything in a hotel. We did our hygiene, got dressed and left.
On our way home, he called a guy named 'Drake' to prepare one of his private jets because that's what we were gonna use to go to Puerto Rico.
I also got a few birthday wishes from my friends, colleagues, Social Media followers and family members. I read all their birthday wishes and it just warmed my heart. I couldn't contain the smile that plastered on my face. They were all so kind, some of the messages were...mean.
As they say, Haters gotta Hate.
I shrugged it off as we pulled into our driveway. We got out the car and made it into the house.
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Living Off Past Trauma.
ChickLitGirl who got raped by her friend when she was 15 decides to move to California with her bestie at age 18. She lives her life freely. She's "Living Off Past Trauma" but doesn't know that her trauma comes back for her.