I pulled her by the hand up to the VIP section of the club.
My phone vibrated in my pocket.
8:18 pm
thursday- baby
I didn't pull it out to check.
9:38
thursday- why are you ignoring me
Jamarah was grinding up on me, her eyes low and red, pupils dilated.
I could feel myself getting hard in my jeans.
"You gotta stop or we gon be fucking," I said, loud enough that she could hear.
As soon as I did, someone smacked my back.
"When you ever turn down pūssy?" La Mar asked.
"She different," I muttered, trying to push her off.
My phone vibrated again.
9:58pm
thursday- please
I looked up to La Mar.
"Get her to the loft, it's Thursday anyways,"
