ride. ( dreezy & 21 savage )

65) California King Bed **S/C**

I just wanted to put both of them in the MM , since it's the last chapter 🙈🙊

caption at top : me ? text first ? nah .

( I know y'all like , damn bitch you keep changing the cover 😩 I swear this is the last time )

We buried Imani in the same spot Travis was. Shayaa kept smirking on the way home. On my life he was about to fuck me into the mattress.

"Girl when we get back to Chicago." He said.

That of course made me wetter. I crossed my legs like that was going to help anything. I was secretly crying "why?" in my head.

( why y'all mfs ain't tell me to hook lil durk up with Dej loaf ? he is from Chicago 🤔 )

I tried not to pay attention to Shayaa the whole ride. But doing that turned me on for some reason.

Worrying about how fast the ride was made three hours slip by faster than I would hope for. Mostly because I fell asleep and woke up and we were just crossing the border back into Illinois. More importantly, Chicago. I looked over at Shayaa and he was focused on the road.

When we got back to the house, I purposely tried to stay in the car. "Come on. You asked for it in Springfield, so you gone get it in Chicago." He said.

"See...well... I have this excuse, and I can't think of it right now, so... imma just run across the street and check for some condoms on my--"

"Like I don't have any." He said.

"Uh, well. I have magnum and not ultra thin, cause you know what... happened the... last time." I said. I cheesed stupidly after that.

"We not using one." He said.

"See well, there's this thing called STDs, and uh... getting pregnant again and having to have an abortion, you know... I'm not trying to have any kids." I said.

"Getcho ass out the car." He said, smirking.

"This is my home." I said.

"Nice try, it's across the street now come on." He said.

"Wait, go ahead in, I have to... let my hair down..." I said, knowing it was a bad lie because my hair was already down.

"Alright, have it your way." He said and walked off.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. Shayaa snatched me up, locked his doors and carried me into the house.

"Since you scared, imma be gentle." He said, laying me down on the bed.

"Is that a lie?" I asked.

"Yes." He said.

He pinned me down as soon as I was about to get up and run.

I decided to take advantage. Which was not a good idea.

I pulled him closer by his shirt collar and kissed him. The bad part about it was that he started poking through his black sweatpants, meaning he was at a point where he wouldn't waste anytime with foreplay. He took off my shirt and my sweatpants.

"Take it off." He said pulling on his shirt. I wasn't about to test him so I pulled his shirt over his head.

Like usual, the rest of his clothes and my bra and panties floated away and he didn't take long to start giving me quick hard strokes (oh god , here we go again )

I panted as if I was running out of air. "Sha-Shayaa, please..." I said, putting a hand behind me and one on his chest as if that was going to stop him.