OTP (Jacquees FAN FRICTION)

Chapter 3

Jacquees POV

"Damn, my nigga is she that fine", my cousin Issac said, not believing a damn word about Dre. "Yess nigga. I mean ma got going on. No kids. A crib. A fye ass car. A big ass. I mean ma is living flesh or something good". Issac laughed and looked over at me. I looked back him. "No big daddy problems", we said in unity. We laughed.

Once I was done with my second verse of one of my new song, I went and sat in  my car and dialed Dre's number. She picked up on the 2nd ring. Yea, she was waiting on daddy. "Heyy there". Damn she sound even pretty over the phone, with that sexy as accent. "Heyy there ma, what you up too". "Nothing, at work". I smiled. Independendiness. "How is work going then miss lady", I said trying to be all grown and sexy, but I know that shit came out dorky. "Its going well mister man. What going on in the studio?". Awwww, she cared about me. "Its going well. Recording a little some new that I wrote. If you got some time, you should come in the studio and listen for a while". I could tell she had to think about it. "Well what do you do in the studio?", she asked me. "I sing". Damn. Now she really was thinking. I know she like How this nigga singing, looking like he work in Footlocker. "That's quite a a talent", Damn I fucked up, she hate it, "I wanna hear you, if you don't mind". I pulled the phone away and looked at it for a minute with a confused look. I put my phone back to my ear. "You wanna hear me sing"? "Yass. You don't have to, if you don't want to", she said. I put the phone on speaker and started blaring, Oooooo, when we fucking, I be catching chhiiilllllsssss. I'm feeling on you, I want you to feeeeellllll. I took it off speaker, "How I sound?". I'm thinking, she thinking This nigga sound like a crying bull terrier. "I love you voice. Its soulful. Like it hits you so deep. Like waterfalls", she said shockingly and sweetly. Damn I wondered did I make her waterfalls fall. The thought of opening her legs and seeing her wetness all over her thighs and pussy, made my dick stand. "Really. Like you like it", I said. "Yes I do.. I love it". I smile so hard, I felt my gums tear. "Glad you do ma. Maybe one day, you will let me sing to your pretty ass", I said in my deep, mack daddy voice. "Well I love that. So I guess, I will be taking up your offer of coming to the studio". I thought about that again. "No maybe I can sing to you personally. So you can see the way I look at you". I could hear her smiling over the phone. I could also hear her blushing too. Oooo she giggles when she blushes. "I love that better. But I hate too cut us this short, but I have a customer". Damn, "Ok, I see you at school tomorrow". "Ok. See you then".  When I hung up, I look at my reflections in my phone and I was smiling my pearly whites. And then, I looked down and I looked like the Eifle Tower before it started leaning.

Dre POV

After I hung up with Jacquees, I turned around to see Frank staring at me hard. "Heyy there Frank", I smiled slightly at him. He began walking toward me. "Who was that", he asked me. "Oh that was a friend I met at school", I said waving it off. Frank looked me up and down. He was breathing so hard. "Well I know that friend from school couldn't do this". Frank walked over to me and pulled my waist toward him and began tounging me down. He backed me up on the wall, and slid one his hands to my ass and the other down the front of my pants. "Frank", I tried to say between his tongue sliding in my mouth. He continued. I could feel how hard he was on my leg. As much as knew I just met Frank and I liked Jacquees a little, I kinda didn't wanna stop. But I knew it was best. I pulled my mouth from Frank's and pushed him off. "Frank, I know how you feel about me but maybe things are little to early", I said breathing hard and feeling my pussy beating. Frank looked down and back up to me. "You right". Frank turned around and walked to the front of the store. I stood there still feeling Frank's  hands and tongue and thinking about Jacquees voice...