B.E.D. ||Jacquees Story||

'10

~the next Monday
*Daijah*
"Girl Que must've put it down cause you walked up in here feeling yourself" Allijah says smiling.

"I'm sad he's gone but the way we was bumping and grinding I know he'll be back for sure." I say smiling and thinking about Saturday nights events.

Saturday night
*Jacquees*
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask Daijah. Although we've only known each other for such a short time this all felt right.

"Yeah but.. I just don't want it to feel rushed." She says biting into her bottom lip looking down.

"Look Daijah." I say lifting her chin up. "If you don't want to do this then we can wait until I get back and be together longer." I say comforting her.

"No I want this." She say grabbing my shirt and yanking me towards her smashing our lips together. I rub my hand up her bare legs as the kiss deepens. I slowly slide my hand into her panties massaging her clit.

"Mmmm" she moans while I continue to rub her. I take my hands out of her shorts causing her to whine.

"Don't worry baby we got all night." I say pulling her pants down.

-back to present time
"Hello Daijah!!" Allijah says snapping her fingers in my face.

"Huh what?" I say snapping out of my thoughts.

"They just told you someone is here to see you." She says.

"Did they say who?"

"Nope." She says popping the P before leaving out. I fix my hair which was back into a slick ponytail before a knock came onto the door.

"Come in!" I say and in walks Deontae. I instantly turn my lips up in disgust.

"Hey baby. Miss me?" He ask coming to sit on my desk. I just sit back crossing my arms.

"May I help you?" I snap.

"I see you got a higher position. I guess fucking a famous singer do help your problems go away don't it." He says smirking.

"get out." I growl.

"What's wrong Daijah? Are you scared?" He says laughing.

"Never that." I say standing up but he get in my face.

"You think you better than me?" He says. I could tell he was getting angry. I begin to back up into the wall.

"Are you scared now?" He says closing in on me.

"N-no!" I say trying not to show my fear. But his 6'6 figure standing over my 5'4 wasn't helping at all.

"Yes you are. I can tell." He says backing up and letting me off the wall. He begin laughing as he walked to the door.

"what's funny?" I ask curious.

"You left me for some singer who's just probably going to fuck other girls and having them feeling special for a week. Just like he did you, while I have a baby on the way with someone." He says.

"You got someone pregnant?.." I ask in a hurt voice. Deontae always wanted kids but I wasn't able to give that to him. Said my doctor. And if I did get one it would be a miracle baby.

"Yep and the night you seen me going into the dressing room with someone that's who. We've been fucking ever since you and I first got together so I'm pretty confident the babies mine. Good luck with what ever the fuck you got going on with Jacquees." He says laughing and leaving out. I went back around my desk sitting down.

His works really got me thinking. What if Que just used me?...