She was wearing this little leather thin strapped half shirt that shouldn't even be considered a shirt since most of her breast were spilling out and her whole stomach was showing. That was the first straw.
She had on a pair of burgundy jeans that went up to the bottom of her belly button. They covered her stomach more but not enough. And they were skin tight, showing way too many curves. That was the second straw.
And to top it off she was here, at this party, talkin', and flirtin' with other niggas after ignoring me this whole week for no reason at all. That was the last straw.
How dare she show up lookin' all sexy and shit and not even give me a single look? She knew how I felt about her wearing tight clothes. Boyfriend or not, Jaelynn was mine and I didn't appreciate whats mine being shown off. But I'd been away for six months so I will just have to remind her of this little fact.
I walked over to where she was talking with Ranae and Shaun. She didn't notice me but the dark skin couple across from her did and they smirked and smiled as I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist. She jumped, her soft long hair rubbing against my arms when I lightly touched her flat stomach.
Jae turned quickly in my arms, her brown eyes glared up at me, her sexy pink lips pouted. I wanted to kiss those lips, make her already pouty bottom lip pout even more. She shoved me away from her causing me to laugh.
"Why would you do that?" She shrieked while hitting my chest again.
I pulled her to me again. She was so soft and light and warm in my arms and I couldn't get enough of the feeling. If only she'd stop fighting. "Why you ain't been textin' me back?"
She frowned again but stopped fighting, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning as far away from me as she possibly could with my arms still around her. "Because I don't have to. Now let me go!"
Shaun and Ranae laughed at us like they always did. "Why she joein you, bro?" Shaun says.
I cheesed, "Cause she wanna get fucked up."
One shaped eyebrow lifts. "By who? You?"
"You know I will. In fact," I lean down to her ear. "I think you need a good spanking to remind you whos in charge."
"Whos in charge then?" She said back. And though she was tryna act all tough, I can feel her shiver slightly and lean into me.
One arm still around her waist my other travels down to her ass, pulling her flush against me. I couldn't help but squeeze lightly when my hands landed on the round, soft cushions that were Jaelynn's ass. It was my third favorite thing about her, her radiant smile being my second. "You know I am."
She laughed, her pretty lips open and her head bowed back slightly. I laughed with her, it was that contagious. She wrapped her arms around my neck and reached up til our lips were nearly touching. This was only possible though because I leaned down and the heels she was wearing adding a couple extra inches to her short 5'2 frame. "Let's play a game." The sneaky look in her eyes, the way her little hands played with my curls, the way she smelled did things to me. Things that kept me up all night thinking about the little minx.
"What game?"
She smirked up at me. "Since your so jealous-"
"I'm not jeal-"
She ignored me. "And possessive and you can't seem to keep your hands off me, I'll let you touch me." My eyes widen at the idea, a small smirk spreading across, and surprisingly, she grins back.
My other hand goes to her butt. "So whats the game?"
"I'm getting there." She slyly says. My overactive and excited mind was so focused on the possibility of doing whatever I wanted to her that I didn't even catch the little glint in her dark eyes that showed I wouldn't like this game of hers that much. "You can touch me and I can touch you for twenty minutes and the first to moan or groan or make any sexual sound of any kind loses."
