I'm Yours | BxB

22.) Nasty

You know just how to move that little thing, yes, Slim thick, go on throw it to me like a Hail Mary. Hell yeah, I love it when you nasty. I'm staring at that ass whenever you pass me. Oh, oh, oh, I like you when you nasty, I like you when you nasty, I like you when you nasty. -Kid Ink

Two weeks later... (Vote first)

I arrived at Jaevion's house. He says he was finally home alone, and that I could come over now. I looked around making sure the coast was clear before I threw my hoodie over my head pulling the straps to tighten it. I got out of the car making my way towards the front door. I could see him looking out of the window as I arrived. I rung the doorbell occasionally looking around me at the cars passing by.

" One minute. " He called from behind the door.

I stood waiting for him to finish tidying up, or whatever he was in there doing. I pulled out my phone looking at the text message from Jayln.

CousInLaw: He's doing fine. He asleep right now. Thanks for asking.

I read over the message before responding to him. Me: You maybe think I can finally get his number now so I could possibly talk to him.

The front door knob turned as there stood Jaevion. He looked and me and smiled as I walked inside the house. Once he closed the door I turned around, and he pulled me by my jacket closer to him. He leaned in to kiss me, I turned my head, and it planted on my cheek. He let go and stepped back. I looked at him crazy the same way he looked at me.

" You know I don't do that mouth shit. " I said, staring at him. He scoffed and bumped past me. I grabbed his arm twisting him back around. " Come here. You can't be like that. You know this. "

" Whatever you say. " He rolled his eyes. I heard my message ringer go off.

CousInLaw: Yeah. Don't make me regret it.

The message had Roman number attached to it. I clicked on it and resaved his new contact number. Maybe now I can try to reconcile with him. This time around will be different. Jaevion stood staring at me.

" Who are you texting? " He asked, leaning onto the door.

" Nobody important. " I shrugged pulling him closer.

" You sure? That person seems to have your attention so maybe that's where you need to be. " He responded, pushing me back by my chest, but I kept coming forward.

" Quit fronting like you'on like me. " I said, sensually.

He chuckled then tried to keep a straight face. " I don't. "

" Oh for real? " I leaned over and started to place light pecks on his neck. He bit his bottom lip trying to resist moaning. I took a bit of his skin into my teeth. He leaned back trying to escape my grip. I kept my bear hug on him tightly. He soon gave in, and his hand found it's way onto the soft fabric of my basketball shorts. His hand glided over my meat rubbing me to an erection.

" Still don't like you. " He stated, rubbing and down my abs.

Once I was fully hard he gripped the girth of me with the palm of his hand. He squeezed it lightly causing my muscles to contract making it jump. His hand tugged on it, brushing the tip in a circular motion. He turned me around, and pushed me onto the stairs. I looked back as I bumped the railing, and began to walk up the steps. He pulled my arm downwards, signaling for me to sit down. I squat downwards on the stairs.