My Bad Ass White Boy

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Jaylah

"Relax I'm not proposing." I sighed in relief. He opened the box to the ring. It was amethyst ring. "My sister helped get me the ring. It has my birthstone amethyst so you will have a little piece of me."

"Is this a promise ring?" He nodded.

"I don't want to loose you again. I fucked up big time when I cheated. I was surprised when you took me back. This more of me making the promise to you than you making a promise to me. I swear, I will never ever cheat on you every again. Like three fucking months without you is torture. I can't even stay away from you for 20 minutes. I dropped every single of my hoes, deleted all their nudes, and stopped watching 50 Shades. You're only girl I want to have in my life. And yea when we're older and we get our lives together a little bit, I will get you a real wedding ring, have this big wedding you always wanted to have, and have big headed kids of our own that isn't Nolan. Jaylah, you changed my life. I used to fuck a shit load of girls before I met you. When I finally caught feelings I dropped them like a bad habit. You don't understand how much you complete me Jay. I love you with all my heart and I promise I will think twice about making a dumb decision." By this point, I had tears streaming down my eyes.

"I love you too and I promise I always will." He grabbed my hand from the slid the ring my ring finger. He brought my hand up and kissed the back of my palm. He wiped my tears. He sat back in his seat. I motioned from him to lean towards me. "Can we get that check now. I'm ready for my dessert." I whispered in his ear.

"Check." He said immediately after my question. The waiter came back and handed me the bill. I looked down at the check. "Jay, what are you doing? You know I always pay for you."

"The total is $41." He didn't want this check.

"Hand it over." I shook my head.

"I don't think you want this check."

"Why? He wrote his number in there didn't he?" He didn't just write his number, he wrote whole note basically saying 'dump yo boyfrand and get wid a really nigga like me'. I'm guessing by the amount of spelling and grammar mistakes, he do so hot in school. I'm not letting Christian read this because knowing him, he will kill homeboy and light the restaurant on fire.

"No I just want to be helpful and pay for the meal myself. I know you want to but let me get this one. You brought an expensive ring and past meals just let me spot this one." I gave him my best million dollar smile.

"Jay, I would rather go broke than leave you unsatisfied." He pulled out wallet.

"Please Christian? You can buy me a yacht tomorrow or something just let me pay."

"Fine but this one time." I pulled out a $50 bill and we left.

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"Shit Jay." Christian said as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his dick. I took all of him in my mouth. He was going nuts and I was dying because I was literally choking on his big ass dick. I told myself from stop deep throating him. I pulled and took a breath and got back down to business. I could tell he was about to come because he took himself out of my mouth. I really didn't give a fuck. I put him back into my mouth. "Jay." He warned. He released himself in my mouth and I swallowed.

"You weren't kidding when you said you were ready for dessert." He said.

"When I want something, I take it." I winked at him. "This night is about you Daddy and don't forget it. You call the shots, we can go as many rounds, into any position. I got you tonight."

"Anything I say?" I nodded. I straddled on top of his body. Besides Christian's dick out of his pants, we were fully clothed. He pulled me down for a kiss. I felt him hands travel to the inside of my dress to my ass. "No panties?" He mumbled against my lips. There was no way in hell I was wearing underwear in this dress. Believe when I say I didn't do this shit for him.

He pushed my hair to one side of my body so he could get to my zipper of my dress. Once he was done taking my dress off, I was fully naked in front of him. He stares at me hungrily.

"God damn Jay." He said.

"You say that every time you see me naked."

"Because you never fail to impress me with your beauty."

"Awe. Now get your cheesy ass over here and fuck me like you love me." I didn't have to tell his ass twice because he delivered my request immediately.

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Christian

"Shit." I said I busted my fifth nut of the night. She collapsed on the bed.

"Give me a second to catch my breath." She brethren out.

"Take as long as you need." I collapsed next to her.

"Christian, do you see yourself living out here for the rest of your life?" She asked.

"Yea. I kind of like it out here." I said. "I fucks with the atmosphere a little bit."

"Because you met someone famous who invited you to a Hollywood party." She teased.

"You're damn right." I laughed.

"Besides you've changed. You're becoming a basic bitch. Working out, eating salads, you even had a green smoothie." She laughed.

"That shit was good. I surprisingly lost like 6 pounds the eight days I've been here." I laughed. "Nolan would love it out here and this is a good place to start your career." I said. "As a talk show host." I added.

"Talk show host?" She questioned.

"You have a face for the camera." She was too beautiful to be just behind a microphone. "Maybe DJ slash Talkshow host, like Wendy Williams." She chuckled.

"She's not my favorite person to get compared to but she did her thing in the industry." She said. "What would you would have been if you weren't a cold blooded drug dealer?" She asked.

"I don't know. Probably in communications with you." I said. "I really did enjoy photography class when I high school." I shrugged.

"You do know your way around a camera." She admitted. "You also look great in front of a camera too. You would have all the girl's panties wet."

"I already do that now." I said.

"Alright don't get too cocky. Know who you're talking to." She straddled my waist.

"I don't know what I'm talking to, can you enlighten me?" I put my hands on her ass. I bit my lip. She gave me sloppy kisses on my mouth. "I'm Jaylah mother fucking Washington and don't forget that." She said against my lips.

"Soon to be Robinson." I said.  She bit her lip and smiled at my statement. "Imma have no choice but to make you my wife just by the look you're giving me." I reached over to her bedside table and grabbed another condom. She snatched the condom out of my hand and ripped the package apart.

"Oh yeah?" She challenged.

"Mhm." I said as I bit my lip and she put the condom on my dick.

"Then I have no choice but to prove to you that I'm wifey material." She sat herself on my dick. "Sitting pretty on my throne." Was the last thing she said before we continued with round three.