Done In The Dark (Completed)

Chapter 12

Jazz

"Jazz? Jazz? Hello ?" Mickey said as she snapped her fingers at me to get me out of my trance. Her bitch ass knew I hated when she did that stupid shit.

"What man fuck ?" I asked with attitude.

"I asked you why don't you want me to move in?" She responded.

I looked at her like she was talking in a different language.

"Mick, I love you, but I just like my fucking space ok." I responded with attitude.

" are you fucking kidding me ? I'm going to become your wife in less then 6 months and you don't me to move in? What type of fucking fiancé are you,?! I bet you gave me that fucking ring to make the bitch mad !" She whined.

I rolled my eyes" you know what yes Mickey I did give you that fucking ring to make the bitch mad ! That's what you want to hear right ? I'm about to marry you and you worried about another bitch? Some bitch that I don't even talk to any more ? " I responded.

" I seen the way you looked at her at the day spa Jazz don't fucking lie to me!" She yelled.

I turned around and slapped her." Don't fucking yell at me ! I know your not talking about lies you got your pussy waxed and I'm not even fucking you!" I yelled back.

She looked at me In shock as she held the side of her which I smacked life into.

I did feel bad for hitting her... Sorta she always doing some stupid shit starting arguments for dumb shit.

I turned and walked towards the door reached for the bag that was in the coat closet I always kept it in there in case some bullshit like this would happen ." Mickey I'm not dealing with this shit, talk to me when your mind right."

I soon got in my car and decided to go take a ride. I swear it took everything in me not to go to Secrets house. But I had to make her beg for it first.

I had a lot of tension building up, it was driving me fucking crazy. Luckily this night it decided to rain. I swear I loved fucking to the rain.

After a long while of driving I decided on going to a hotel. The only one that I trusted. The Hyatt. This hotel had a lot of stories, I swear if walls could talk I'd be in a world of fucking trouble. As I changed my woman like I changed my underwear one thing never did and that was the room I always fucked them in. It had a nice view into the city, I always took them to the balcony I felt as if the world could see us and not see us at the same time.

I got up to my room and quickly got In the shower, I loved the feeling of water running down my body.

I groaned as the hot steamy water touched my back. I lathered my body up and rinsed off. images of what happened at the day spa ran across my mind. I missed her. Her smell. Her touch. Just her period.

I got out the shower and scanned the room. I looked towards the window and smiled, I walked over and opened it up. It was storming outside and I loved it. I pulled the chair that was In the corner and sat it in front of the window.

I cocked my legs on both of the chairs armrest. I closed my eyes and tilted my head to the side as I bit my lip and began touching myself.

I tried to remember every time I came to the room with a different bitch. I rubbed my clit softly and I dripped. I looked over to the table and remembered how I had Ashley bent over on to it, as I ate her pussy out. Her loud moans made my pussy wet with anticipation.

And when I had Maria on her knees in the shower as she ate my pussy. On some shit, shawty could fuck, she ate pussy good too but nobody would compare to secret.

I pulled her onto the balcony and almost destroyed her pussy from the back. She let out loud moans and sexy screams. I could have had a threesome with those three girls but i was with secret and the less she knew the better.

My masturbation session was interrupted by Knocks at the door.

" who the fuck could this be?!" I said out loud reaching for an oversized shirt in my bag.