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Flashback,Toronto

"Abel I don't like the smell of weed all in the apartment." I said while trying to spray air freshener around the apartment.

Although this 'apartment' was kind of huge, the smell traveled.

"Baby chill, come over here." he said while staring at me.

I walked over and he pulled me into his lap and started rubbing his hands on my waist.

I had on a low cut black tank top that was cropped up to my belly button. I had grey shorts on with some socks.

I had a gold chain on that went down into the shirt a bit, and Abel seemed to be looking at the chain on my chest, or I think he was.

He grabbed the chain and pulled it up to hold in front of me.

"You like the chain Valerie?" He asked, his reddish eyes looking into mine. You could tell he was high as fuck.

"I love it." I said while grabbing on to it and pulling it back into my chest.

"What about the shoes?" He asked while kissing my neck.

"I...love them.."

"I love you baby, whatever you want, it's yours."

My eyes opened and if he could see me now I bet he would see how my eyes lit up. I feel how my heart rate grew and my excitement was unstoppable.

"All this money baby, I made it to spend."

I pulled his face to mine and kissed him with everything I had.

I moaned loudly into his mouth because I knew how much the noises I made turned him on.

He grabbed my waist forcefully but not hurting me at all and pulled me down onto the couch. He started kissing my neck all the way down to my chest. I put my hands in his hair and pulled as I whimpered letting him take my shirt off.

"No bra?" He asked as he started kissing.

"No doll." I laughed/moaned.

"Doll?" He asked while looking up at me, his eyes showed amusement.

"I think it's my new thing." I giggled then we continued.

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