Living Off Past Trauma.

Puerto Rico

Onika Jones//Oni
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I really forgot how long it takes to get to Puerto Rico. Genuinely because the last time I took a flight to PR was with Sky and Lani when we were 18. Sky wanted us to tag along with her to go visit her abuela and abuelo for summer break. It was an amazing and pleasurable time. (TRANSLATION: Grandma and Grandpa)

Right now, we are still on our 6hr flight to PR and lemme tell you, it sure is something. The smell of Indica tingled my nose as I saw a small puff of smoke vanish in the air. I turned to my left and saw that Lamar had a joint in-between it index and middle finger.

His eyes were closed with a faint smile plastered on his face. He looked so relaxed and happy. I couldn't help the feeling of wanting to always make him happy. My thoughts were interrupted by the devil himself.

"Yes beautiful?" He said softly but loud enough for me to hear him. He slowly opened he's gorgeous black-greyish eyes. I smiled when he leaned forward to kiss my forehead. "What's up?" He asked.

"Nothing." I shook my head in response. I lifted my hand and started stroking his beard lightly. "I like it."

"Huh?" He looked at me.

"Your beard. I like it." I answered softly, still stroking it. A small smile grew on his face which just warmed my heart. 

"Really? Shit I think it makes me look old. I was planning on shaving it." He said with a short but sweet laugh. 

"Nah you look good, very sexy." I said seductively in his ear. His jaw tensed but soon relaxed when I started playing with his hair. A devilish smirk grew on his face. That's when I knew I was in for it later on. 

"Repeat that." He said. His voice had gotten much deeper which was starting to drive me nuts. I did what he said.

"I said you look good, very sexy." I said low but slowly. My eyes landed on his lips and then back to his eyes, and just like that, he grabbed me by the neck and slammed his lips onto mine.

2 Hours Later...

We finally arrived in Puerto Rico de Canaria. Home to its tropical beaches, warm climax and colorful colonial charisma. My second home. We were now getting out of the airport and were heading towards our Rentals.

"Haaaaa. Home. Te extrañé." Sky exhaled a loud gas of air with her hands on her hips. 
(TRANSLATION: I missed you)

"Place still looks the same." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Oui oui." Lani said with a nod.

"That's French Lani." I said with a small laugh.

"Oh... well not my fault I never took Spanish class." She said annoyed.

I just laughed at her cuteness as Lamar, and I walked to our rental. It was a Ferrari 812 GTS. Yes, I know cars. He hopped into the car and sped off. I had the GPS on my phone, so I knew where we were going. I haven't been to the place we will be staying at, but I remember Lani, Sky and I drove past it the last time we were here.

The warm-cooling breeze was so relaxing as it smacked my face. Puerto Rico is such a beautiful place. I remember my first time coming here. Back when I was 10 years old. I remember how I didn't wanna go because I didn't get to jump of this one waterfall. I still don't why they didn't allow me to do so but, ey, I still had a good time.

"Ey, this place very colorful and warm." he said as he placed his hand in my inner thigh. It was dangerously close to my womanhood. He started tapping my inner thigh with his fingers. It felt ticklish but I didn't mind.