My Dirty Little Secret || Jayceon Taylor and Amber Riley

Chapter 7

Amber rolled her eyes and got up to get a drink.

"Where is she going?"

'I'm going to get a drink, Jayce you want anything?"

"Uh, get us a bottle of Hennessy"

"Ok"

"What you been up to Jayce" India asked him as Amber walked off and sat at the bar to order.

"Nothing"

"Why is Amber here, doesn't she have a boyfriend"

"They broke up"

"And now you and her are together?"

"Why are you so curious about my relationship status I'm not with you?"

"Cause if your single, I was thinking that-"

"I was thinking that we should go to the movies and see US I hear it's a good movie. What we're you thinking India?" Amber asked as she sat in between him and India.

"None of your business Amber"

"It is my business"

"How?"

"That's my man" She turned up her nose.

"...Really? When did you two start dating?"

"None of your business" She rolled her eyes and turned to Dave.

"Jayce you want to dance?" Amber didn't want to talk to her anymore.

"Sure" They moved to the dance floor just as Pole Dancer came on by Wale ft. Meghan thee stallion. Amber turned around and danced on him as his hands ran up and down her sides. She danced on him until Meghan Thee Stallions rap part came on then she faced him and started rapping the lyrics.

"He said, "I heard I love the best things in life come to you for free"
I say "Baby, I know you ain't never met no bitch like me"
He said, "I heard you 'bout yo' money, I ain't think you was a freak"
I invited all these bitches and they popping it for me
Oww, work out, pull up, workout
I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy skrrt out
Fucking with me, you gon' get turnt out, yeah, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
Bow bow bow (Shake that, shake that)
Loving my pimping, he made me his lady
I'm Driving a Porsche with a bitch named Mercedez
All of these niggas be begging for pussy
Ain't giving it to 'em and making 'em pay me
I'ma finesse him, and I'ma romance him
He got in this pussy and shook like a dancer
I need a boo with a real big ole' rooster
To come to the coupe and then ruffle my feathers
Workout, workout
I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy skrrt out
Fucking with me, you gon' get turnt out, ayy, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out"

"My baby got bars" He said. Amber drew eyes her way as she twerked on him after her verse. After the song ended it changed to Big Ol Freak.

"Oh shit, this my song baby: Ay, big ole freak
Big booty, big ole treat
Imma make him wait for the pussy
Hit it til you big ole skeet
Feet on the bed
I'll fuck him up in the head
Suck it then look in his eyes
Then the next day I might leave him on read

Pop it, pop it
Daydreaming bout how I rock it
He hit my phone with a horse
So I know that mean come over and ride it
Shid, I'm on the way
Ride on that dick I'm like yay
Usually I like to fuck
But tonight we gone make love cause you bae
Nobody know, I fuck with him on the low
We never show up together but I text him when I'm ready to go
Ay, I had a couple of shots at the bar
I'm finna play with that dick in the car
I got him swerving and breaking the law
These windows tinted so nobody saw