I woke up to find Christina surprisingly putting her mouth to good use. Last night was enough for me, and now she's topping it off even better! Was a nigga dick that good?
"Damn Chris," I softly moaned as I closed my eyes back shut.
"About time your ugly butt woke up," she chuckled as she suddenly stopped. "Good morning."
"A good morning it is indeed. You woke a nigga up right!"
"Shutup," She blushed as she climbed out of bed. "I'll be in the kitchen cooking if you need me."
"Alright," I replied sucking my teeth. I really didn't want her to leave me.
I watched her switch out the room as I let out a deep breath. My ass didn't even feeling like moving. I certainly was hungry though. I eventually climbed out the bed and made my way to the bathroom. After taking what felt like an hour long shower, brushing my teeth, and putting on a pair of basketball shorts, I joined Chris in the kitchen.
I probably spent more time in the shower than I planned to, but shit happens I guess. The shower is the best place for everything. It's the best place to dwell on my thoughts, and think about important things such as my music. It's also a good place to have fun with Christina, but I'll save that for another time.
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When I arrived downstairs, I discovered Chris where she said she would be. She was in the kitchen cooking in nothing but one of my too big shirts. Her hair was a mess of course, but I didn't mind.
"I mush have did justice last night." I laughed as I wrapped my arms around her from behind. "You woke a nigga up right this morning, and now you cooking me breakfast?"
"Dude shutup," she laughed as she flipped over the pancakes she was busy making.
"What's on the menu this morning?"
"Pancakes, sausage, grits, eggs, and toast."
"I was hoping that it was something along the lines of 'this pussy' but I guess that's fine too."
"What is up with you this morning," she laughed as she playfully pushed me away.
When ever I would say something dirty, she would always blush like a little ass girl. I thought it was cute. I laughed too as I kissed her, then took a seat on the couch while I waiting for her to finish cooking the food. Since there was absolutely nothing on tv worth watching other than cartoons, so that's what I settled on.
After the food was finally done, Chris didn't hesitate to put more than enough on the plate, and the food was just as good as I expected it to be.
"I seriously wanna know something," I asked after a few brief moments in silence as we enjoyed our food.
"Oh lord," she sighed with a chuckle. "What J?"
"How was last night?"
"Are you seriously asking me this right now?"
"Yes, now answer it."
"J you already know it was good, you just want me to flat out say it so you can feel as if you're the shit."
"So are you saying that I'm not?"
"Yep. That is exactly what I'm saying," she laughed.
"Alright. I'll remember that. With yo' ugly ass," I replied. "Looks like somebody isn't getting daddy dick anymore."
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Truly Yours | J. Cole
FanfictionMy Work #2 | May 2013 - November 2013 | Completed Life for twenty-six year old Christina Marie Lee, hasn't always been easy. Seen as the "ugly unsuccessful one" out of her and her older sister Claire, relationships isn't something that Christina has...