Nani in the mm😍
Nani POV
"Give it to me!" I yelled, jumping up and down.
"Damn, Nani. You hungry or what?"
"Yesss, just give me back my oreo" I poured and crossed my arms.
"Give me a kiss first"
I quickly pecked his lips, causing him to frown.
"What the hell was that?"
"What are you talking about?" I giggled.
"Catelaya." He warned, calling me by my middle name.
"Okay okay" I leaned in and gently kissed him, tilting my head a little. I pulled away, sucking and biting on his bottom lip.
"Yum" he mumbled, finally giving me my oreo.
I smiled and dipped it in my glass of milk.
"Where is your dad?" I asked.
"Work"
We were chilling on his couch, watching tv.
School has been so stressful with semester exams coming up, so a relaxing weekend like this was needed.
"He's works a lot" I mumbled, taking a sip of my milk.
"Is that a new sweater?" Jacob asked.
I could tell he didn't like talking about his father, so I went along with him changing the subject.
"Uhhh yeah, I got it when I went shopping with Cali."
"Ya'll been hanging out a lot lately."
"Yeah, I love her. Aren't yall like bestfriends?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Me and Cali? Nah. We grew up together and our families are close, we good friends."
I nodded, concentrating on my cookie.
"Good, im the only friend you need" I smirked, climbing into his lap.
"Oh really?"
"Really" I kissed on his neck, and he couldn't keep still.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. You just don't know what you do to me"
I smiled and kissed his bottom lip.
He grabbed my hips and pushed them down a little, letting me feel him.
"This is what you do to me Catelaya"
I bit my lip, holding back a moan.
"It's okay, I wanna hear it Nani" he rubbed back and forth on my thigh.
I quietly moaned, moving my hips back and forth on him. "Mmmm" I moaned again. I felt my panties getting wet as he rubbed up and down my back.
I leaned in to kiss me when someone cleared their throat.
Oh shit.
I jumped off of him and fixed myself.
"Jacob, who is this?"
He was a few inches taller than Jacob. The same pretty brown eyes and carved jaw line.
There was no doubt in my mind that this was his father.
"Dad..this is Nani. Nani this is my pops"
I played with my fingers, looking back and forth at jacob and his dad.
"Um...hello. I'm Nani"
"I know that now" he snapped back.
"Jacob can I speak to you in the kitchen?"
I saw Jacob's jaw clench as he followed him in the kitchen.
I sat down on the couch, waiting and listening.
"Who the hell do you have rolling around on my couch?" He yelled.
Maybe he was unaware, but I could hear everything he was saying.
"She's my girlfriend." Jacob said.
For some reason hearing him say that made me feel good as hell. I could get use to it.
"She is? Jacob I know you can do better than that."
Did he just.....
"She's black"
No he didn't...
"Okay? What's your point? I like her. A lot."
He likes me a lot
"I don't want her over here anymore. Especially when I'm not around."
"Bro what the hell! I'm 18 and I still can't do shit around here!"
I've never heard jacob yell that loudly, it scared me.
"Then move out!"
I stood up, grabbing my purse
Jacob came back to the living room, upset.
"Nani, what are you-"
"I think I should go" I smiled and hugged him.
"Nani you don't have to.."
"Let her go. All she's worth is pussy anyways" his father spat.
I took a deep breath.
"Maluhia, Nani......maluhia" (Calm, Nani......calm.) I spoke, quietly to myself.
"What the fuck is she saying?"
I turned around and smiled.
"Mr...." I laughed before continuing. "It's funny, I don't even know you well enough to know your name, yet you're judging me. I haven't slept with your son, we are dating, that's all. I'm sorry if you what you walked in on mislead you." He stood there, frowning at me.
"Jacob, I'll text you when I get home. Thanks for inviting me over."
He had a smirk on his face, like he was proud of me for sticking up for myself.
I nodded my head respectfully before walking out.
What the hell....
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