𝙅𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙔.

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[Riley]

"Your last week on set is in two weeks! Can you believe that?" I say jumping onto his back.

He holds my legs, "Actually yes. It's been a long ass year in general."

"You started this movie like four months ago, we've been dating for three."

"Three? Feels like ten."

"You have a very bad time span," I laugh.

"Shhh."

He walks to the kitchen and puts me on the counter.

"We leave tomorrow," I frown.

"We have to. Especially since..." he looks down.

I sigh, "I know." I massage his shoulders.

I couldn't imagine the stress he's going through.

"Anyway," he changes the subject, "The movie Premiere is in two months."

"I can't wait to support my man!" I smile.

"Yea but that night won't be just for me."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see,"he grins and kisses my hand.

I get down from the counter and go upstairs to change. I check my phone; a text from Diggy. My heart drops.

Diggy: We need to talk.
Me: No are you crazy!?
Diggy: please.

I hate being as nice as I am.

Me: When
Diggy: I'm in LA rn. Meet me at my crib *sends location*
Me: right now?
Diggy: whenever your ready.

I roll my eyes and plop onto the bed. I face palm and scream into the pillow.

"What are you screaming about?" Michael says standing at the door.

"I- was just- releasing my- stress," I say.

He cackles and walks towards me, "Releasing your stress huh?"

I laugh, "Yeah, that."

He jumps on the bed and pulls me close to him.

I giggle, "What muscle man?"

"Oh nothing," he says attacking my neck with kisses.

"Boy your parents are in the house."

"They went out somewhere," he continues kissing.

I switch our position to where I'm sitting on top of him.

"I miss you," I say.

"I miss you too," he bites his lip and slips his hand in the back of my shorts.

He grabs my ass and I smile then lay on his bare chest.

I sigh, "I can't wait until we get settled."

"Me too," he kisses me.

"Nah we not bout to be all on each other without you fucking me so..." I laugh.

He laughs and switches our position vise-versa. I giggle as he playfully kisses me on my chest. He takes my tank top off along with my bra. He sucks on my right nipple, making me bite my lip. He starts kissing me lower and lower, all the way to my tummy. He takes my shorts off and caresses my thighs, making my insides throb.

"S-stop teasing me," I say.

He replies by taking my panties off with his teeth and placing them to the side. He begins licking my spot, making me throw my head back. He does his tongue in swirls around my clit. He sucks on my spot and then does some tongue tricks that drive me crazy. I grip the sheets and whine as he gives me pleasure.
I lift his head up and motion him to lay down. He obeys and I get back on top of him. I take no time in releasing his member from his shorts. It's sprouts up and I grab it.
I swirl my tongue around his tip; teasing him as he did to me.

"I-is this payback?" He grunts.

"Maybe," I smile and lick all around his member.

I do all that good stuff and then place his member inside of me. I begun riding him as he holds onto my waist.

"Oh f-fuck Michael," I moan.

We fill the room up with whines and moans until we both release onto each other.

I fall beside him and catch my breath. "That was fun."

He smiles. "Who has sex during the day?" He laughs.

I chuckle, "Us."

I get up and he follows me into the bathroom where I freshen up and redress myself.

"I have to go," I say grabbing my phone off the charger.

"Why? Where?" He asks.

I try to think of a quick lie. "Music things."

"Oh, alright you know what time you coming back?"

"About an hour or two."

"Okay I love you," he says and we kiss.

Diggys House...
I walk up to Diggy's door and knock. He answers.

"R-Riley," he stutters. "I didn't think you were gonna come."

"I didn't think I was either," I say.

"Come in," he steps to the side and I go into his living room.

"What do you want to talk about, Diggy?" I ask furiously but calm.

"I didn't want to keep this from you anymore because I thought it was a selfish thing-

"Keep what from me?"

He sighs, "I was- black mailed to rape you."

My heart drops to my stomach. BLACK MAILED?

"Black mailed? How? By who?"

"They dug up some stuff about me from the past and threatened me that if I don't do what they said, they'll sell it to TMZ."

"Who?" I ask again.