Crawl

Four\\Boxing with Diana

Jason\\

For some reason, I couldn't even concentrate on the head I was getting from Cassie. She and I had been banging for about a few months again since I've returned, and all of a sudden she thought that we were actually dating. The only person I've ever committed to was Slim, but we see how that turned out.

Cassie finished with the head after I came in her mouth. She expected me to return the favor, but I knew damn well she wasn't clean down there. I wasn't going to lead her on; that was harsh.

"Baby, come on." Cassie said with a smile on her face. Her red lipstick mark was around my dick still, and sloppily around her lips. I stood from the edge of her bed and pulled my jeans and boxers up. I buckled them and tossed twenty dollars in front of her.

"I have to go." I simply sighed. I watched as her smile faded to a frown and she sucked on her teeth.

"You never want to pleasure me. I feel this relationship is too one-sided." Cassie complained. I honestly didn't care what she felt. If she didn't like it, she shouldn't be texting my phone asking me if I wanted her to suck my dick. She knows I never return.

"That's unfortunate." I shrugged nonchalantly, tossing my jacket over my shoulder and picking up my sunglasses from the dresser.

"Sex with you is unfortunate." Cassie retorted. I shrugged and walked out the room. She followed suit behind me, pleading regardless for me to stay. "I didn't mean it, Jason. Let's just go back and finish what we started."

"Finish what you started." I corrected. I shrugged her off of me and opened the front door. "I have something to do."

"Oh please. You have something to do everyday right after I suck you off," Cassie pouted. "Come on. Can you at least let me cum first before you leave? I'm soaking wet downstairs."

"That's unfortunate." I monotonously said with a shrug. I walked out the door and went down the few steps and towards the car. Cassie followed me out to the car and held the door open when I climbed in. "Move so I can close it." She shook her head and crossed her arms.

"Humph." She grunted, "I don't think you should stay. You have to stay! Jason, please." Cassie was starting to look pathetic; begging. "Please, just for five minutes than I'll just finish off with my hand. Please at least try to--"

I cut her off with a slap to the face. I wasn't going to sit here while she embarrassed us. Just because she was lusty doesn't mean that she has to make a fool out of both of us.

Her hand flew up to her cheek as she looked at me in astonishment. Cassie's mouth was agape and her jaw hung low. She sniffled and some tears fell from her eyes. "You really hit me?" She asked unbelievably. "Slim said before that you had a bad temper, but I didn't believe her. You're a despicable man, Jason McCann. Despicable!" See, now she was just being dramatic. It wasn't that serious in my opinion, but if she wanted to start whining about one little slap then she was on her own. I had money to make, fuck her and her feelings.

"That's unfortunate." I nonchalantly said, gently pushing her back and pulling the car door closed. I started the car and nodded to her as a way of saying "bye." Pressing my foot on the gas petal after I shifted gears, I drove off from Cassie's house, leaving Cassie in the street and looking at my car as I left her in the dust.

I got back to the house about an hour later. I had made a few stops to think and smoke and get something to eat, not to mention I had to refill the gas tank. Justin was in the kitchen washing dishes, since the sink was overflowing with them, while Malcolm took a few hits from the bong he held as he sat on the counter watching Justin. Ryan and Chaz were in the living room playing NHL'15 on the X-Box. I greeted them all with a nod, then asked where the hell Slade ran off to.