Insecure Too (Completed)

20

First off I'm a mf college graduate!! It's litty in the mf city! Second, thanks for rocking with me. It's slick been almost a year since I posted chapter 1 of Insecure. And now I'm almost to a milly reads on it like wtf I'm shook. I love y'all frfr. Y'all the reason I keep writing because honestly I get so discouraged & feel like my story trash & I be wanting to quit. Thank you 😭 especially my main niggas who are now my friends outside of Wattpad YALL KNOW WHO YALL ARE AND I MF LOVE YALL.

Yazmine

"Oh my god, it's Yazmine Carter!"

"That's Devonte Taylor's girlfriend!"

"Say you swear to God!"

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a group of teenage girls coming my way. They all were loaded down with shopping bags and they all had their iPhones out.

"Can I get a picture with you?" The girl speaking had a headful of braids and a mouthful of braces.

"Uh, sure." I slapped on a smile and they all gathered around me, phones Snapchatting and instagramming. After they were done they thanked me a million times and walked away giggling.

Shit was surreal. I was used to Devonte's fans stopping him for pictures but this was a first for me. I guess I was a celebrity by association or something. I kinda didn't like it - I didn't want the world to know me as Devonte Taylor's girlfriend, I wanted to be recognized for my own talent.

Sighing, I gathered up my bags and exited the mall. Lately, I had a lot of time to myself. The summer program I had been working had come to a close. Initially, I had been cool with it because i wanted to work on my own art. But now, I was slick in need of inspiration and it showed every time I picked up a paintbrush.

Then there was Armon. Yeah, he was adorable and super smart. But he did not like me at all. I didn't know why, I couldn't put my finger on it. In the past two months, he just made it real clear he didn't want anything to do with me. At first I was kinda like he doesn't know me, if he gets more comfortable with me, then he might give me a chance but nope the little demon child gave me hell. It was crazy because his mom was super sweet, and not tripping over me being around him or being with Tae. She was over him I guess, in fact she was in a serious relationship.

Devonte ain't know how to feel about his son being around another nigga, but I told him, shit Armon knows Renee's boyfriend better than you. Armon and Tae hung out all the time but for me it was just awkward. Cuz the demon seed intentional made it awkward. Luckily, I was used to dealing with kids. Just not kids that ain't like me.

Walking to the car, I noticed the sun had started to slip down the horizon. It was getting late. Right on cue, my phone rang.

"Hey baby." Devonte's deep voice came through my phone.

"Bae, wassup?" I unlocked my car doors as I spoke, sliding my shopping bags into the passenger seat.

"Shit, just seeing where you at. You be shopping forever."

"It's been like three hours, you dramatic," I laughed. Since I was in the car, I plugged my phone up and the call transferred to my Bluetooth.

"Nah it's been forever. For real."

"You want me to get dinner?"

"Nah, I ordered pizza for me and Armon. If you hungry there's still some left."

"Okayyyyy. Armon still there?"

"Nah, he just left." As bad as it may sound, I was glad he was gone. "Where you at?"

"I'm just now leaving the mall."

"Aight I'll see you at the house then."

"I love you.

There was a pause. "Yeah girl I love you too. Too much, shit."

"Bye," I giggled.

I drove home mindlessly, thinking about all the shit that was going right in my life. The main thing? Devonte Taylor. That man had my whole heart.

When I pulled up, I ain't even bother getting my bags out, I called Tae.

"Wassup?"

"Can you help me with my bags?"

"Dang you bought that much stuff?"

Nonetheless, he came swaggering out of the condo, no shirt on and pants slipping off his slim waist. "Fuck you buy?" He grouched, giving me a kiss.

"Stuff."

I grabbed two bags and let him wrestle with the rest. As soon as we made it inside, I continued up the stairs to put the bags in our bedroom. After putting the bags in the closet, I yanked off my shirt and shimmied out of my pants. Now in only my bra and panties I collapsed on the bed.

It took Tae a little longer to put the bags he carried away, and when he came out of the closet he eyed my sprawled out body. "You acting like you had a full day or sum shit."

"I did, shopping is tiring!"

"Not as tiring as chasing a two year old around all day. I took his ass to the studio too, had the whole crew shook."

"You took a two year old to the studio?"

"Lil Mon almost three."

I rolled my eyes. "I hope them niggas wasn't smoking in there."

"Nah, they knew what was up. But speaking of birthdays, what you wanna do for yours?"

Shit, my birthday was coming up. August 1st. And soon after that the semester would be starting. I just had one year left.

"I ain't even thought about it. I might link with Candy & Tasha though." Since summer started I only saw my main bitches on FaceTime. " I don't want nothing big though, that's for sure."

"Aight. That's not a lot to work with but aight."

Finally, Tae tumbled into bed with me. His big body immediately had me hot. "Bruh, move." I was whining.

"What?"

"You making me hot!"

"I can make you hotter, shit." Instantly, I felt a warm tongue on my neck. He started sucking and nibbling. I swear the nigga knew exactly how to press my buttons and the one he was hitting right now turned me on.

His tongue kept dancing across my neck, before it traveled lower, to the space inhabited by my titties. I looooooved when Devonte sucked my titties.

As he sucked, he slowly forced my legs open and I welcomed him in-between my thighs. Lightening fast, he flipped us, and now I was on top of him. He grabbed my ass and casually relieved me of my panties. Now I could feel every part of him. And I knew what was next.

Devonte wanted me to ride his face.

So shit, I did.

Short.