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17.Definitely A Ghetto Girl

Definitely A Ghetto Girl

Chris's POV

I carry her back to our bedroom and place her in the couch, Jasmine was such a nuisance earlier, she was not even behaving for an 18 year old, she went up to a guy and asked for a sip of beer and chucked the whole thing, crazy right!?

I pull my trunks up. About to get some water, after all that shit I've been through.
"Hey, where do you think you're going? Message me, you pushed me against the wall. Technically he did. But you're very strong so." I hear she say then continues "Massage me like you're Trey Songz" she says as she sips her Mocha and I roll my eyes then accepting it.

"Fine, but will I get one later on? I marked all your work, checking it all over. I saved your ass. Full massage too." I complain.

She scoffs "Excuse me? Ok, fine. Chop chop. Lotion's at my desk over there." She points at her desk and I get the Cherry flavoured lotion.

I bring a stool and sit next to her. Opening the lotion.

"Smells nice." I say and she chuckles. "Yeah yeah." She grins.

I put the lotion on my hands and
start from her hips.

"Get on top of me? I think it'd be better." She suggests and I nervously gulp sitting on her legs.

I hear her chuckle and then shrugs.
I slowly massage my way to her back

"Jaxon!" I hear her yell.

He comes in confused.

"Get my phone in the bed please." She says and he eyes us then widen his eyes as he gets her phone and passes it to Jasmine as he leaves closing the door.

Jasmine types something on her phone then calls someone "Hey, CJ. I was wondering if  you wanted to come here. We can do anything you want, trust me. Netflix and Chill, you know the drill." She giggles.

I just sighed, whatever she wants to do. I will support.

"Really, but why not now? You for real? Why would you just... Yeah,yeah." She says as she hangs up.

I apply more lotion and put a little pressure and massaged around her back.
"Comfy sitting in my legs, innit?" She says.

"I can barely feel your massage." She  whines as I cleared my throat sitting in her butt.

I continue to massage back.
"You can take it off." I hear her say.
"Take what off?" I ask as she unties her bikini strings off.

I do soft motions around her back then slowly massage her shoulders, leaning closer. I could hear her rapid breathing.

"You okay?" I ask Jasmine worriedly.
"Ok ok. Enough. Get me a shirt." She says and I get off her, opening the closet finding her tank top.

I pass the tank top to her then turn around to give her some privacy, and I notice my phone near the lamp and I pick it up.

"Done." She says and I turn around.
I give a nervous smile, as she walks closer to me.
"Lay down, in the bed."She says and I do so.
As the soft pillows hit me,Jasmine straddles me.