nurse; mgc

thirty-eight

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also smut ahead if you ain't about that then just skip it but like let's be real here

Jasmine's POV

"I'll be back pretty late, Jazzy" my dad spoke to my reflection in our mirror, while fixing his tie, "Or not at all, if things go well" he chuckled and I gagged. "Nope. Not okay" I shook my head.

"Okay bye baby!" He called, kissing my cheek, and then Michael's who was standing beside me. I chuckled, they've grown so close over the past couple weeks of him living with us. The elevator ding, and my dad was gone, and we were home alone. I looked over at him and smirked, glancing over to the staircase and we very innocently walked up, making note of those security cameras my father had been threatening.

We found ourselves at my bedroom door, I shoved him inside, quickly locking it, and straddling the already red boy sitting on my bed. Our lips made contact immediately; moving together as I slightly grinded on top of him. He wrapped his pale arms around my waist, pushing on top of him as he laid us down, me still on top. I kissed down his beautiful jawline, to his neck. Sucking slightly, his groans began. I slipped my hand down his chest and through his pants. He grabbed my wrist, stopping me from going any deeper. "Are you sure you want this?" He panted. I nodded. "Are you sure?" I smiled at how caring he was "mhm." He gave me a stern look and let go of my wrist, i palmed him immediately, going back to his neck. He groaned loudly, tugging at the roots of my hair.
"Jas.."
"Jasmi.." he through his head back, I smirked pulling away my hand and resting my chin on his chest. I smirked batting my fake lashes up at him.

My phone began to ring, I groaned, standing up and walking towards the door, realising my phone was on the couch. Michael jumped up, spinning me around, grabbing my arm, and yanking me down to my knees, and he leaned against the door. "I don't know where you're going, baby girl."

I licked my lips, wrapping myself around him, bobbing my head faster and faster. Michael threw his head back, I took in more, now pretty much focusing just on not choking. I started sucking a little, bobbing even faster. I opened up the back of my throat, knowing he was getting close. He came soon after that, i swallowed it all not letting one drop go. I stood smirking proudly. "When is your aunt coming home, princess?" Michael panted. "7" I spoke back, lining my eyes up with the pleasures boy. We both glanced over to my alarm clock.

6:44

"We gotta make this quick," he pushed my onto the bed, I chuckled, "like you can even last that long."

Michael licked his lips, staring hungrily over me. "What did you say?" He stomped angrily over to me, slipping off my panties through my skirt, and I fumbled with his belt buckle. "I dare you, daddy." I whispered in his lips. As if on cue, he thrusted into me. I moaned his name as he sped up. Hair grabs, stained sheets, back scratches, was all that consisted off the those 20 minutes.

We both fell back onto the bed, and immediately, the elevator dinged. Still panting, I rolled off the bed, pulling my underwear back up, changing my stained skirt for a pair of sweatpants. I just looked back him before we walked out, we both giggled.

"I bet Samantha couldn't give you that" i perked up my brow, and Michael chuckled, shaking his messy haired head. "Not even close."