Me, You & Hennessy

MU&H15.

Since everyone wants to know, here's your Levi!

Levianna Stevenson.

The rest of the day was spent just laying around the house, surprisingly there's been no sex yet. I wanted some from him, but he seemed a little off.

There was a knock at the door and neither of us moved.

"Baby you can get it, I'm gonna go use the bathroom." He utters leaving for the bathroom. I sigh and head to the door, opening it up. Michael stood with a duffle bag and even my phone.

"H-Hey, why are you here?" I say as he hands me the bag and my phone.

"Mom wanted me to make sure your okay. Where Chris, I wanted to speak to him." He utters.

"Oh, thanks. He's busy, but how is mom and dad." I say biting my lip, they probably hate me that I left, or don't care because I'm "grown".

"They good, hey man." Michael says stepping past me with an uneasy voice, placing my bag down, I turn to see Chris holding a gun towards Michael.

"Didn't I tell you not to show up asking bout Levi nigga? She's fine, now get out." Chris states as Michael looks to me.

"Levi, you can't stay here he has a fucking gun." Michael sneers to me.

"Michael it's fine, he'd never use it on me." I chuckle tapping his shoulder.

"Yeah but he sure look like he's about to use it on me." He says nervously.

"I'm joking with you Mike, what's up man?" He asks trying to dap him up but Michael instead leaves closing the door shut after him.

It was silent as we stood in the foyer listening to Michael leave in his car.

"Why do you have a gun?" I ask shyly.

"Cause, we can play around with it, it's only a BB gun." He shrugs, and with that he pops me right in the chest and I instantly stream tears, running upstairs and leaping into his bed, I cried into the sheets.

"You damn baby!" He laughs but I don't find anything funny. He was too close and shot me in a sensitive spot, nothing was funny.

"Leave me alone." I mutter still crying.

"Awe does the little baby want her baba?" He cooes flipping me onto my back as he hovers my body.

"Leave me alone Chris!" I shout as he begins groping me through my shirt, grabbing me aggressively.

"C'mon just let me massage them, I'll make them feel better." He smirks but I frown and hold my arms over my chest.

"No!" I cry turning back to my side. But he returns me into my previous position and forces my tank top off of me. And next my bra.

"Keep still Levi!" He breathes heavily  holding them firmly. Keeping my cries subtle. He blows cool air right onto my chest and then uses his tongue to carresses me. I wanted to hate the feeling, because I didn't want him touching me, but I was a sucker, okay?

"Stop it Chris." I tried resisting, but his hand wrapped right along my mouth and I couldn't speak. Glaring down at his dark brown curls, he intensely sucked on my nipples. Making me weaker, his teeth clenching me, and his plump lips leaving love bites, I was a sucker for him.