Whispers In My Ear ©

Chapter Thirteen- Part Two

AN: THIS BOOK DOES HAVE SEXUAL CONTENT!

Chapter Thirteen- Part Two

We head back to their place and I was in shock when I seen their home. They lived in a mansion with high pilars, and a arched doorway. I was in awe since I've never been in a mansion thus too being my firsts time being even close to one. I've always lived on the streets or the ghetto side of town in a trashy apartment.

I hated the way I lived, but with short funds of money, I couldn't have that luscious lifestyle. The ones with a cozy fire place, or a bed that hugged you. I wish I could save up money, enough so I can get myself out of here, but even I know that's a ridiculous dream. The only down side about leaving here, is my two best friends even though one of them was an anoying, conceded, sexy, ass whole.

"Are you ready?" The red headed girl asked, drawing me out of my thoughts.

"Yes." I replied.

"Would you like to kno-"

I stoped her mid sentence, "No I do not want to know your name, the faster we do this the better we can get over with it."

I've never liked getting to know people because I know they'll always leave in the end.

"Alright then." The girl seemed flustered and a little taken back while the guy only chuckled.

"How about supplement names?" The guy put in.

I eyed him with a raised brow.

"That would be fun." The red head smiled. "My fake name can be Foxy."

"I'll simply go by Mr." The man nodded.

They looked at me, an I thought about a name but couldn't quite think of one.

"You could go by Kitty." 'Foxy' said.

I mushed my lips, thinking of Justin.

"Since your eyes resemble ones of a cat." The red head spoke.

"A sexy cat." Her husband added, looking down to my chest then going lower to my bare legs.

I had to hold in a laugh. I really did not want to go by Kitty, since I hated it. But I couldn't think of another fake name. Being called Kitty reminded me of Justin. I felt a little okay with just this once, allowing myself to be called Kitty.

"Okay." I smirked.

This will be the first and last time I ever allow to be called Kitty again.

We entered in the mansion, the man closing the door. My heart started to race with the small action. Feeling a little out of place and trapped but the girl smashed her lips against mine, making all my previous worry shrink.

I kissed her back immediately, griping her hair. I've always liked it rough. I loved even more, being in control.
I let her her lean back, moving us towards what I assumed was the living room area.

I pushed her down on the large couch. I get down on my knees to spread her legs apart. Beginning to place kisses on her inner thighs. She moans, running her fingers in my ink locks. I notice from the left side of me, her husband was watching it all.

Smirking, I reach down to the hem of my dress. Spreading my legs wide enough for him to see my bareness.

"No panties?" He smirked then hummed his gratitude.

I pull back from Foxy, removing my dress teasingly. She reaches for my bra, unhooking the laches. My breast bounce slightly, she licks her lips. I easily take her dress off, kissing on her shoulder. She gasped lowly in her throat.