Everything That Shines Ain't Always Gold

Chapter 7

(Roz in the MM in her bathing suit for the party)

You have to give the people something to dream on.
-Jimi Hendrix

I woke up this morning very excited because, for one, it was Saturday and I didn't have to stress about getting up for class and, two, Marcus, Cheyenne, Ary, and I were going to the UGA(University of Georgia) Pool Party Bash!! We loved our school and we loved to party so we thought, why not just show up and show out.

After I got out of the shower, I did my makeup and lashes to perfection. Then, I took my Marley twist out of my bonnet and laid my edges down. Lastly, I put on my bathing suit (design showed in the Multi-Media box above) and took a picture for Snapchat and Instagram. I looked sexy and no one could tell me otherwise.

When I walked into the living room, I seen Marcus in there with his Navy blue Tommy Hilfiger swim trunks, Tommy Hilfiger flip-flops, and he didn't have on a shirt. He looked fine as hell and I'm glad that he wasn't interested in anyone else but me because if one of these girls tried something at this party, I was going all the way off.

When Marcus finally noticed that I had walked in the room, he looked over my way and stared at me. I had on my bathing suit and a pair of black furry Nike slides.

"You look bad as hell, Roz." He bit his bottom lip.

I smirked. "You look mighty fine yourself, ya' know?"

He smiled at me. "One day, this will be all yours."

"Oh, really?"

He nodded. "Yes, really."

"Well, I might have to make you mine very soon." I gave off a wicked grin.

He laughed. "You are truly something else, Roz."

"Yeah. Something that you won't be able to handle."

He walked up behind me and pressed his erection on my lower back. Then he slid his hand down the front of my stomach and down to my pussy. "I can handle to alright. I'm what you can't handle."

"Prove it," I whispered.

He turned me around so that I could face him. His lips passionately crushed against mine and he back me up against the wall.

"Are you sure you want this," he asked.

"Yes." I looked him in his eyes before kissing him again.

"What is it that you really want," he asked me between kisses.

I moved my hand down to his dick not wanting to actually say the word.

"I don't understand sign language, Rosaline. Say it."

After I didn't say it, he lifted me up by my waist and laid me on the island in the middle of the kitchen. He used one of his fingers to move the crotch part of my bathing suit to the side and he began to feast on my pussy. I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"Marcus," I moaned.

"Yeah, ma." He murmured against my pussy.

He slid two fingers into my pussy while still feasting with his tongue.

"Ahhh..yes. I'm boutta cum," I cried out.

"Cum for me, baby."

As soon as he said that, I came all over his fingers and his tongue. When he pulled his fingers out, he licked them. Then, he leaned down and kissed me.