I'm so caught up in this story that I forgot about updating Satisfy so should we update this next or Satisfy?
Your choose?
Pain & Pleasure it is!
If you went to see a small little video of Heather Sanders aka Pleasure, go to the first chapter up this book which is titled, "Pain and Pleasure."
Also, does anyone make trailers, I would really like one.
Happy New Years, first update of 2O14.
Now let's wait for January 18.. My 2Oth.
Monie's Character: Trey Burke
Pleasure's Character: Heather Sanders
Mya's Character: Unknown
Caesar's Character: Unknown
WARNING: A QUICK & SMALL CHAPTER.
(4) Break Up to Make Up P1
"I know together we make this relationship a little harder, atleast on ourselves. We give in, we take from each other so much that I feel we don't need no one else. We fuss and we fight and the next day we tight this is crazy, girl you need some help.. Girl if you pull up to my window, Imma take your order. Anything you want girl you know I get it for ya. Say you wanna be my baby you know I gotta spoil ya. For the rest of my life im there to enjoy ya." - Jeremih
Caesar shook his head waiting for a text back. He looked at the woman that sat in his car. Her hands on her forehead as she tried to analyze everything.
"Where is he?" Caesar asked. He had kept his eye on her the whole time at the club, for the past weeks he had been tracking her down. Making sure he didn't lose her or she didn't try to escape.
"Can you take these off first?" She asked, bringing her hands down from her head to look at the hand cuffs on her wrists.
"Nah." Caesar replied, "where is he?"
"I don't know!" she shouted.
"So you've been traveling all around Florida, going to different houses every week and you don't know where he is?" Caesar asked and her eyes widened.
"You've been following me!" She shouted before she released a scream, her fist banging against his window, crying for someone to help her.
He sighed and grabbed her hands before opening his glove department and pulling out a bandana before stuffing it in her mouth.
"Shut the hell up, Angelina." He growled before his head fell back against the head rest of his car, "I'm just trying to find him? I'm not trying to hurt you."
She mumbled something that he couldn't understand. He pulled the bandana out after she calmed down and raised a eyebrow.
"Who exactly are you looking for?" Angelina asked, all she wanted was to get out of the club parking lot.
She was dancing, drinking, meeting, everything that usually happens in a night club when she bumped into Caesar. The small purse she head dropped to the grown causing all her things to fall out.
He helped her pick them up before grabbing the last item, her ID. His eyes looked at the card before he handed it back to her.
She went back to her friends and ten minutes later he was back in front of her. Due to her tipsiness she was horny and didn't deny him when he asked her would she like a ride home. His eyes went to something out on the dance floor before he told her to wait a second and he dashed off.
She waited impatiently before he came back five minutes later with a attitude. She ignored it along with the cuffs he put around her hand as soon as they stepped out the club and that's when he escorted her to his car and that's how she got here.
"Allen McClain." Caesar told her and he winced when he remember who that name belonged to. Pleasure's father.
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Pleasure took a bite out of her waffle before chewing and swallowing.
"You're sad?" He asked, looking at her frown, "you should be happy."
"Why?"
"You don't have to go through the pain anymore."
Pleasure nodded, "I guess so."
Julian chose to change the subject, "so what have you been up to since High school?"
"Modeling, but you knew that," She chuckled, "I haven't really done anything but modeling."
Pleasure frowned at that, it was easier to blame Caesar but she knew it was her fault she didn't do anything with her life. She could of went to law school, became a lawyer, something but instead she stuck to modeling and it was no telling when her career would be over.
"You're only twenty-two, you have a lot more time to live your life." He told her with a smile, "you can do anything, I know you can."
She couldn't help the small blush that showed on her cheeks, "Thank you."
"You still talk to Stacey?" He asked, talking about the girl that once was her best friend.
"I cut her off a long time ago." Pleasure said with a grimace.
"Why, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Something with Caesar." She sighed.
"Oh ok," He spoke, drinking his orange juice.
"What about you? You still talk to her?"
"We were engaged." He said, shaking his head.
"Engaged? Y'all barely talked in high school."
"I ran into her like a few weeks after graduation and umm.." He glanced out the window, to avoid her eyes, "she started telling me all this stuff about how you slept around and you only told her about it, that Caesar was just another one of your flicks. She told me she had feelings for me ever since freshman year and it just went from that."
"Oh, so why'd you throw it off?"
"Something with Caesar." He chuckled and she shook her head this time.
"He always comes in somewhere."
"Let's move on from him." Julian suggested.
"Please."
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"Monie, what are you doing here?" Mya asked as Monie dropped her on the bed.
"I came here for you." Monie told her before pulling his shirt off.
"No," Mya said, "you haven't learned your lesson."
"You haven't either," he said before grabbing her ankles and pulling her down the end of the bed, "now let daddy teach you."
He pulled open her robe to reveal her naked body. He opened her creamy thighs to reveal her pink pusśy that was already dripping. He opened her up to his gaze by spreading her puffy lips and trailing his finger down her slit.
"Monie!" She moaned as she arched.
"What you want, baby?" He asked, still trailing his finger up and down her slit.
"Please, daddy!" she moan, "eat me!"
She cried out as he wrapped his lips around her clìt. His tongue licked at the erect bundle. She needed this, trying to make herself cum for the past weeks didn't work. The only person who could do her body right was Monie and he knew that.
He slid his tongue up and down her slit, loving her taste. He pushed a finger into her loving the way she tightened around it. He slowly moved his finger out, her juices following. He pushed back in and sucked her clít.
Her hand went to his head while the other laced in her hair.
He pulled out and added a finger before pushing in again. He added more speed, curling his fingers in a come here motion.
Mya's body froze mid-arch as she screamed his name, her sweet cùm covering Monie's fingers. He pulled back from her before putting a finger into his mouth before putting the other finger he had inside her to her lips.
She looked into his eyes before sucking on his finger til all her juice was off.
She watched as he stood before unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper. He pulled them off before she crawled to him and pulled down his boxers, his díck hanging, the veins only making her mouth water.
He laced his fingers through her hair as she opened her mouth wide, relaxing her jaw before taking the head into her mouth.
He groaned as her tongue licked over his slit, her tan hand wrapped around his chocolate shaft. He always liked the way they mixed even though they didn't, if that made sense.
She stroked what she couldn't take while he watched her pink lips move up and down his dïck.
She moved faster as his hips started to thrust, only going as far as she could take. He watched as his dićk slid out of her mouth, covered in wetness before sliding back in.
He pulled out of her mouth and watched as she pulled back to and laid on the bed, her legs spread.
He watched as her pusśy lips started to open before crawling up her body and positioning hisself.
"I love you." he told her before he pushed in, her tightness wrapping around him. He pulled out before pushing back in, hitting her g-spot.
"I love you, Monie." She moaned over and over.
The things I would do for this girl, Monie thought of the diamond ring he had in his car.
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Carla watched out the window, waiting for Caesar in her green lingerie. She was planning to invite him in when he got home but it was going on one in the morning and he still wasn't home.
She sighed in relief and rested her forehead against the cold window when she saw his car.
Finally! but before she could crack a smile, a woman got out the car, wrapped in Caesar's arms. She could see him whispered in her ear.
With a death glare, she started thinking of her next plan.
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