•Omaha Interracial Preferences• ✔

•Preference• *2

A/N: Guys, I forgot Swazz on the last pref. I'm going to include his now before I start another.
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Jswazz: " They call me the cat whisperer, cause I know exactly what that pxssy needs "
{I need Jesus}
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•Preference• *2: Addicted

Nate {Daddy} Maloney:

Y/n's:
I silently watched my brother, Isaac, exchange a small, blue plastic bag with another one of his supposedly drug addicted client. I was never fond of my brother's life style. I hated the loud, marijuana air filled parties that were held in our extremely small, cheap apartment every Friday night. But, ever since my parents were killed in a car crash when I was only 7 years old and my brother was 15, it'd been a real struggle just to keep food on the table.

"Ight', thanks again bro.", the familiar client appreciated, giving my brother a slap on the hand and snapping his fingers afterwards. I stared at his face for moment before instantly snapping it back down to my Ramen noodle dinner. I glanced up at him once more, noticing his gaze catching mine. He gave a sly smirk, "Who's little mama over there?", he asked Isaac, lifting his head up in my direction. I nervously slipped my fork filled with noodles into my mouth. "Oh, her. That's my little sis, Y/n .", Isaac replied. I gave a semi smile and returned to my food. "Nice, nice, nice...well thanks again bro. I'm 'a come back later for some more kush." "Bet." "Bet." I watched the tall, quite handsome, guy walk towards the front door, but before he made an exit, he turned his gaze to me and gave me slight wink. I felt my cheeks heat up and a swarm of butterflies approached the pit of my stomach. There's just something about him...

~5:00 am~

*Knock Knock*

"What the hell?" I slipped out of my bed and snatched a pair of basketball shorts off my bedroom floor. I lazily put them on and dragged my feet to the front door. Who in the world would be knocking on my door this early? I stood up on my tippy toes to look through the peephole, only to come in sight of my brother's gorgeous client from earlier. I stared through the tiny hole for a moment until he began knocking once more. "Huh.", I gasped. I immediately unlocked the door, coming face to face with him. "H-hi..." "Nate." Nate smiled, showing of his gorgeous dimples. "So, is your brother here? I kinda need a fix - I mean a - um - a hit.." "I know what you mean, Nate. I'm not that dumb." Nate looked over to the side and bit his lip. "Oh..so - is he..around?" I looked down at my neatly, self done painted toenails, "Um..no. He was called into his job earlier to work nightshift. But, he gets off 6:00, you can come in and w-wait if you want." Nate gave an evil smirk, "Sure." Uh oh, what have I done? I slowly let him inside the small apartment. I walked behind him, crossing my fingers and praying I made the right choice. He sat down on the rough cushioned couch, I nervously sat down next to him. "So-um..wanna see what's on TV? I mean we only have 6 channels but-" I was interrupted by Nate's lips smashing into mine. I could've sworn I saw sparks fly. I saw millions of stars and his lips were so..soft. Everything was felt so right, well, that was until things began to become a little more heated. "Mmm.", he moaned into the kiss. I moaned back. I instantly felt Nate's hands slip up my shirt. In a matter of no time, my bra was unclipped. Oh God, what'd I do?

A/N: I felt like this took me forever to write. But, it was definitely worth it! :) I also wanted to thank you guys for the votes, the comments, and especially the follows. I'm glad I am able to write for you guys! Remember, *vote, *comment, and *follow. Love y'all! Muwah!

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