SremmLife (The Sequel To The Best Of A Swaecation)

House Arrest

I dried the few tears that fell when our daughter left and Swae pulled me into a hug.

"OK babe, it's hard, I know." Swae said and kissed my forehead.

I wiped the tears and spoke up.

"Let's work on your verse in my song."

"I'm on house arrest with you, and I love that we have our own studio." Swae whispered into my ear.

A smile slowly crept onto my face when he said that.

"Oh baby girl, you're blushing, look at them cheeks." He teased.

"Have you smile, blushing all the way home." Swae sang.

"Your singing Sextasy to me right now?" I asked in a teasing tone.

"Yeah, its for you, but I had to share it
with the world until my album drops." Swae said and kissed my neck.

"Babe, your verse. You keep telling me to work on my album and your verse on that freestyle is the last thing needed..." I choked out when Swae started sucking my neck.

"You wanna make a baby?" He asked.

"Can you read my thoughts, I swear you must be a telepath." I replied and kissed him back.

"Should it be a boy or a girl?" Swae asked with a smirk.

I spread my legs a little bit and Swae lay in between my thighs and smiled at me.

"Can we make a verse for you on my song and then make love?" I asked, trying to beat around the bush.

Although I'm playing, cause c'mon, let's make a mini Swae Lee.

"I know you want a little Khalif around here, J." He teased and pressed himself against me.

I laughed when he did this and slowly wiggled out from under him.

"This verse, baby..." I started and gently massaged his chest.

"Can wait until later, we got all day." Swae finished and I got on top of him.

"You're on house arrest, not me, so this is how its gonna go, we write your verse and then we get to it."

"I know what your trying to do baby."

"Mhmm, I'm trying to do you." I said and threw off his boxers.

He was about to take my robe off me and I stopped him.

"Let me give you sextasy, boy." I said to him and slowly took the robe off.

"Give it to me."

I got off him and walked off to the studio.

"You really gon' leave a nigga sexually frustrated?" Swae asked.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Babe, we're wearing literally nothing right now."

"It's called control, try it." I teased and swayed my hips as I walked away.

Swae then grabbed my hips and squeezed my boobs.

At this moment, I turned around and kissed him hard and pushed him onto the floor.

"Yeah baby girl, just like that b." Swae moaned when I started to ride him.

He tangled his hands in my hair and I planted my hands on his chest, tilted my head back and called out his name while riding him faster.

I was sweating really hard and Swae flipped me and sucked my neck, leaving hickeys behind and thrusting harder and harder into me, making me become a moaning mess.