RYDA

In The Bag

"I think my family likes you" I say pulling on one of his t shirts that barely covered my ass. I knew I was staying the night at his house but somehow I forgot to pack a bag.

"Yo momma was definitely sizing me up. I'm like "Damn bae not in front of my girl"

"Xavier shut up" I laugh climbing into the bed next to him.

"Thanks again for coming with me tonight" I kiss his lips. "No problem. Come here real quick" He pulls me on top of him never breaking the kiss. He grips my ass and I moan into his mouth. Xavier slips his hand under the shirt and starts rubbing my clit slowly causing me to moan louder. The doorbell rang  but my moans at this point were already loud so I knew he couldn't hear it.

He slides a finger inside of me and I bite down on my lip.

The doorbell then rings again.

"You heard that?" He asks me and I shake my head no grinding against him. Then it rings once more.

"Hold up right quick" Xavier sits up. I smack my lips in annoyance and climb off him.

"Don't take forever Xavier" I roll my eyes reaching over to the nightstand for my phone.

"I'm not"

For a nigga that hates doing stuff out of his house, people are always showing up here whenever I'm hot and ready like a Little Caesar's pizza. They need to stop cockblocking, I just be trying to get my guts rearranged but no. I guess that's too much to ask for.

What did I do to deserve this?

I laid there scrolling through twitter just laughing at the stuff on my timeline and sharing it with Kayla. Xavier comes back into the room and tosses a bag on the bed.

"Count that right quick" He says to me.

"Can't that wait?" I reply scrunching up my eyebrows.

"Stop being a brat and count the money right fast. This dick ain't going nowhere" Xavier laughs pulling off his shirt. I just roll my eyes again and dump the money on the bed. It was so much money in there I knew it wasn't about to be a quick task like he was trying to make it seem. He grabs the remote and turns on the tv before laying down in the bed.

I counted the money three times all whilst keeping an attitude. "11,350"

"Huh?"

"11,350"

"Count it again" Xavier tells me. "I counted it three times already!" I reply irritated.

"11,350?"

"Yes damn!"

He nods his head and gets out the bed. He walks over to his closet and grabs a hoodie pulling it on. I know this nigga not leaving, I just know he's not. I watched as he sat down on the bed and puts on his shoes. Xavier then starts to put the money in the bag.

"What're you doing?" I question just annoyed at this point.

"It's supposed to be 15,000"

Yikes.

"Xavier" I say softly grabbing his hand. I've been trying to have sex since earlier today it should never be this hard. "I'll be back just be ready when I get here"

"Ughhhh"

"C'mon now you know I don't play about my money" Xavier responds leaning down to peck my lips.

"I'm just gonna go home" I reply about to get up.

"Why? Just chill. I'll be back. I owe you when I get back, I'm not gonna forget"