double negative (brayden weston)

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★★★

"oh fuck!" remiah moaned as she felt the familiar tingling feeling in her stomach as he continued to thrust into her. after three more strokes they both came undone. a heavy breathing and overstimulated remiah looked over at brayden weston confused as he stood up from the twin sized bed.

"sorry remi i gotta go." he stated as he looked down at his phone then back up at her.

"wait what? i thought we'd go again!" she said sitting up pressing the pink sheets against her body. brayden let out a slight chuckle with wide eyes.

"that was our fourth round remi." he said making remi roll her eyes looking away crossing her arms. "aye don't be like that girl i gotta go to my friend's dorm."

"you fuckin someone else?" remiah asked looking back over at him standing up putting on her robe making her way to her bathroom. brayden started to shake his head as he put his pants on.

"cmon remi you know i'm only messing round with you."

"mhm okay go to that friend of yours." she said while turning on the shower turning back to brayden crossing her arms as he put his shoes on.

"i promise it's not like that remi! i gotta go though, so i'll see you later." he said opening up her dorm door before looking back at her one last time before walking out.

"that damn white boy!" remiah said rolling her eyes before taking the robe back off.

brayden walked to tariq's room going live on insta waiting for him to show up.

"yo my friend's here i gotta go, say hi riq." he said turning the camera to tariq st. patrick.

"man get that shit out my face." tariq said taking off his jacket brayden turned the camera back to him looking down at the comments reading one that said oh so you not fuckin other bitches aight mb.

"yeah remi i told you i was just going to see my friend! anyways tariq feeling camera shy today, but i'll be back in the bray-den tomorrow. stay thirsty my friends!" brayden said turning off the live looking over at tariq who had a confused face.

"bro what the fuck you doin at stansfield?"

"i go here, my whole family goes here. check this shit out." he said grabbing the school map pointing at the weston auditorium.

"oh shit your family built the auditorium?"

"and the swimming pool, my brother's a water polo dude. he's a douchebag." he said rolling his eyes putting the map back. "let's not talk bout that shit, that shit's boring. what we need to talk bout is how many girls we're gonna get now that we both here!"

"crazy ass." tariq said shaking his head laughing at him dapping him up.

"i already been messing round with this one girl, but she seems like the jealous type so i don't know how i feel bout allat yet."

"yeah man whatever i just gotta lot of work to do. got an entrance exam for canonical studies tomorrow so."

"canonical studies? damn i wouldn't even try that shit. people fail out of that all the time. college is supposed to be fun bro!"

"you right, but ion got much time to have fun bro. i gotta move soon, so i'll hit you later if anything."

"all right, listen i'm really glad we both here together you know? that shit that went down between you and effie was so fucked up. hope we can connect again and be bros, you know?"

"about effie, you still got her number?" tariq said disregarding brayden's last sentence making him nod his head.

"she got into yale man."