Two Faces One Escape (Re-editing)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Jennavieve Tora'lei Wilkins
18 years old
Jacksonville, Florida 📍
A few days later
(Excuse any typos)

"You realize you just gave me access to fuck you up, hm?" She jumps hearing that same deep voice and warm breath in her ear. With a smirk, he drags his lips down her neck to her collarbone while she looked around the school cafeteria completely flustered. "W-what are you doing here, Benjamin?" He chuckles while she bit her lips to contain the moans he wanted her to say out loud.

"I'm a student too, duh." She giggles while he sat across from her in the large booth. It was their spot. Ever since they would sit together for lunch. When Cassidy tried to take a seat and Omari told her she couldn't. She was pissed! Actually he told her fuck no in three languages but you get the gist.

"You're 22. What, classes hard for you?" He chuckled while she ate her chips for lunch with a playful smirk. Taking a glance, he shakes his head not liking her not eating a full meal. "Nope, come on-"

"Where we going?" He shrugs before grabbing her things and her small hand so he could get her something to eat. A full meal.
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"Sit." She blushes before pulling down her skirt that rises with every step. Sitting on his lap, he immediately wrapped his arms around her tightly while she played with his hands. "Look at the menu." She gulps hearing him talk to her so soft but authoritative. Usually, she would tell someone off if it wasn't her father but Mari and Benjamin had that effect on her.

"They don't have lasagna?" She giggles as he put his face in her neck while taking a glance at the menu. He really liked lasagna. One day they switched, Tiara made something called lasagna and ever since he liked the red cheesy stuff. "No, we can go to a pasta restaurant. Get you some?" He shakes his head while she nods. If he wanted lasagna, she was gonna get him some lasagna. "Come on Benjamin."

"It's okay if I call you Benjamin?" He nods while she laid her head on his shoulder. "Yeah, only you." She nods kissing his cheek causing him to smile. When he signed her out, she noticed even his handwriting was different. They were very different.

"What did you mean when you said I gave you access?" He leaned back with a smirk while she played with his hands. Sliding his hand between her school skirt, she gasped feeling him rolling the nub slowly with a pinch ever so often. "Benjamin, we can't." He chuckles felling her hand grab his arm as he rubbed and rolled however he pleased.

"Tell me to stop." She grunts while he leaned back in his usual manspread waiting for her to come undone. "Bennyyyyy!" He shushes her quietly as she shivers. "Just know, you mines now." She nodded with a tired smile of agreement while he licked his fingers of the clear glossy liquid. "Yeah."
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"You are an old man." He laughed while she pouted from him changing the stations of the radio to Jazz. The music was soothing to him. The most beautiful, heartbreaking songs are the best ones. When you put your heart into it, that's the song he wanted to hear. "I'm surprised you don't like Lil Baby or Von or something." He chuckled while she climbed over in his lap slowly. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist while she sat fully. "I ain't like everybody else mama but they got some good songs."

"It's good, try mines." He opened his mouth allowing her to put the Cajun chicken pasta in his mouth. Nodding slowly, he choked causing her to instantly pat his chest.

"Did they put the whole damn pepper in that bitch? Shit!" She giggles while he tried to gain his breath. It was a tad bit spicy but she liked it. "Your new nickname is Garfield. Cause you like lasagna." She giggles seeing him shake his head while he took out his vape. Gasping lowly, she snatched the murderous contraption from his hands and puts it in her bra.

"Come on, stop playing." She shakes her head as he groaned in annoyance. He grabbed her neck firmly, she held eye contact with the dark pools of black eyes that would scare some but not her.

"I like you too much to see you kill yourself, I mean Mari." He chuckled while she looked deeply into her eyes. "Mhmm." She gasped seeing him take a pull from the metal stick he took from her bra. "How?!" He just merely shrugged while she was confused. "I should've put it in my drawls-"

"Good so I can keep feeling around in there."
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"Put these on." He looks at the sunglasses that had flowers around it causing him to shake his head. "Ian' putting that shi' on." She giggles seeing him lightly mush her hand away.

"My mom is here, if she sees you like this she will probably ask questions. Meaning I will have to lie, which I can't do because it's hard! Then the suspicion will start and my dad will get involved meaning I won't escape. Meaning everyone will know about you, pleaseeeeee?" He sighed before slipping on the glasses allowing her to lean over and kiss his cheek. "Yay! Come on."

Pulling him in the house, he bit his lip seeing her butt move up and down in her pleated skirt. Smacking it lightly, she rolled her eyes feeling him pull her back to his front. Grabbing her neck tightly, she moans feeling him slowly bend her down while he pressed against her. Lifting her skirt, he smirks seeing her pink Victoria Secret panties.

"Baby?! You home?!" She quickly pushed him off her while she fixed her clothes and her flustered expression.

"Uhh, why do you have on sunglasses in the house Omari?" He gulped while both tiny women look up at him for an answer. "She put these on me and me being a supportive boyfriend. I'll do anything she asks me to." The older woman smiles but it quickly drops hearing his voice. "You sick? I'll get the medicine-"

"Wait, you'n have to." She shakes her head immediately going to get the cough medicine. He takes a glance at the smaller girl seeing her giggle.

"Awww, I'll tell Tiara you stuffy." The young man grumbles angrily feeling a hot rag across his head and a thermostat under his tongue. "My baby sick." Jenna giggles while he nodded with a smirk playing on his face. Her smile quickly falters seeing him nod slowly with a promising smile. He still had those stupid sunglasses on.

"I think he needs the castor oil mommy!" She quickly runs out of the room after her mother seeing him try to get up from the bed to get the smaller woman. They rubbed Vaporub on, put fuzzy socks on him, and a hot ass rag! And the worse part was those fucking sunglasses.

"Imma fuck her up."