Lucas Coly Imagines

Jasmine Imagine

"What can I get for you tonight, oh sexy ass." We were at a fancy restaurant that Lucas took me out to.
Lucas cleared his throat.
"Uhn...I'll have the grilled chicken with bacon wrapped asparagus. With a side of red wine."
"OK, even though I wasn't talking to you...but what'll you be having?"
"Let's see. I'll have the chicken Alfredo with cheese shavings, garden salad, and a side of bread sticks. With also a side of sparkling water." I ordered and Lucas looked pissed.
"I see someone knows how to hold their liquor. I wonder if you can hold this dick, too." The waiter went into the back, leaving me sitting there with my mouth open, with Lucas looking extra pissed.
"So you're not gonna say anything to him? Looks like you liked it!"
"It doesn't matter."
"Yes, it does. You're mine. And I don't need niggas flirting with you on a daily."
"Wait.....are....are you jealous? Because if you are, you need to get over it. Its not that serious."
"Just wait until we get home."
We ate with the waiter standing in the corner making love faces towards me, with Lucas not knowing. Ugh! Just ugh!
|at home: 9:45pm|
"So you wanna flirt with niggas now?" He was the one who was flirting with me.
"Why are you so jealous?! I mean, why can't we go somewhere without you getting jealous?"
"And why can't we go somewhere without you being a whore?!"
"Its not my fucking fault I look this good! I mean-" he cut me off by grabbing my face and kissing me hungrily.
I felt him throw me over his shoulder, and walk up to the bedroom, throwing me on the bed.
"You wanna look at other niggas, huh? Let's see if he can fuck you like I can." He ripped my dress off, and my heels.
"WTF! I paid $1200 for that dress!"
"STFU!" He ripped my panties down then starting eating me out.
"Ugh! Lucas! Fuck!"
"Can he eat dinner like me? Huh, Jasmine?"
"No, Lucas. Don't stop!" He ate me out for another 5 minutes before I came hard in his mouth.
"Face down! Ass up! Now!" I did as told, and he pulled his pants and boxers down ready to go in.
"Now, can he stroke it like I can?" He said taking off his shirt, ramming in.
"Aww! Ahh! Owww! Lucas, fuck!"
"Can he? I know he can't!" I was speechless and my face was in the pillow, as I gripped onto the sheets.
"Say my name, Jasmine!"
"Daddy!" I brought my hand back to his chest to slow him down, but he wasn't having it.
"Uh-uhn. Don't try to run from it, now." He turned me on my back, ramming in me full speed.
"Ahh! Daddy! Slow down! Please!" He picked my legs up and didn't stop until he came.
He layed beside me, out of breath. But me mostly.
"Can he fuck you like me?" I nodded my head no, drifting off to sleep, before hearing a faint' I love you'.

Now, Jasmine this was supposed to really be about you meeting your old beat friend, but it took me time to figure out the topic.

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