Amaya
"Mmm baby pleeease don't stop." I moaned as he stroked his member inside of my love box ever so gently. I couldn't believe the sensation that he was rewarding my mind, body, and soul. I thought this handsome dark chocolate man was all mines even if it just for the moment. My nails dug deep into his sweaty, muscular back as I felt myself coming for the 5th time. It was pure bliss.
"Aww shit daddy! Your the fucking best!" I screamed loud enough to wake the whole neighborhood as he stroked his stiff manhood in and out of my sweet, wet insides.
"Ohhh yea mami" He groaned back while smacking my ass as he released inside me. I turned over exhausted and got comfortable as I wrapped my arms around him.
"I love you baby" I softly spoke.
"I love you more Amaya" He said as he held me tight.
RING RING RIIINNNGGG. My IPhone 6s vibrated on my dresser awaking me from my lovely dream. A wave of pain flowed through my head as soon as I sat up to grab my phone. I squinted my crusted eyes to see who was calling.
My Baby Marcus❤
"Hello" I mumbled.
"Ma why you sleeping in late? You know you ass finna be late." Marcus spoke.
I looked at my phone and it was 9:07am. I didn't even hear my alarm. Damn no more turning up on Sundays, I thought to myself.
"I know. I know. Amira wanted us to go out with her new friends at school and I wasn't about to let her go by herself." I explained.
"And look where that got you? Hangover and late" Marcus questioned.
"Oh my gosh, do you have to be an asshole in the morning? At least let me fully wake up first?" I said annoyingly.
"Watch your tone. I'm just looking out for my baby. Anyway is my gold chain over there? I think I left it over there." Marcus answered.
"Yeah I'm about to leave though so you are going to have to come over and look for it yourself. I'll let my sis know you about to slide to let you in, okay?" I replied.
"Alright. Just call me when you get out of class babe so I can come see you." He responded.
"Ok bae. Bye." I stressed knowing I had to start getting dressed.
"Bye ma." Marcus hung up.
I threw my pink and gold abstract comforter off of my body and rushed out of my queen sized mattress. I got less than 20 minutes to be in my psychology class and I can't afford to be late because that strict ass teacher locks the door right when 9:30 hits, I reminded myself while brushing my teeth.
I lived with my sister Amira in a two bedroom apartment complex approximately 10 minutes away from my school. Luckily my parents, Jazon and Amee Carter, are successful in their career as lawyers because they practically pay for every bill in the apartment and Lord knows my sister and I would be struggling without their help. Don't get me wrong, we are independent young women that go to school full-time. We could just be sitting our asses mooching off of our parents, but we aren't. We are simply enjoying the funds while they last.
I pinned my hair up into a high bun and applied mascara to make my eyes pop a little. I'm not a big fan of make-up so lipstick, eye shadow and mascara are the only things you will see me wearing on my face. It was raining outside so I threw on a pink and silver Victoria Secret sweatsuit with my black Ugg boots. I grabbed my Michael Kors backpack and my keys as I headed out the door.
"MiMi I'm leaving. Marcus is coming over. Make sure you answer the door. Love you bye." I yelled though our house continuing to leave. I had 10 minutes to be on campus so I sped all the way there in my 2013 Honda Accord.
Here goes nothing. I dwelled as I walked in the classroom preparing for long day that was ahead of me.
