-Daney-
When I saw Gotti and Jasmine making out I got jealous because Gotti never kissed me at all. I didn't make a big deal out of it though, I was gonna let her do her, and I hope she was gonna let me do me, that's all we could do.
Jasmine was pretty as fuck though, and I knew she could get anybody she wanted, I just wish I was that pretty. I didn't want that shit to get to my head, so instead of getting mad over that shit, I let it go. Jordan wanted to come to my place to play some games and to drink some more, and I knew my mother wouldn't be home for a while so I agreed on it.
When we did get to my house, I took my mother's shot glasses out and all of her liquor then set it up in the living room for us. After everybody, including Gotti and Jasmine, arrived, we started drinking and shit. Everybody was fucked up, and I mean fucked up.
I played some music from my mother's speaker and we drunk some more, singing and shit to the music. Jordan kept whispering nasty shit in my ear, which had me giggling all night. I don't know how it happened, but I ended up naked, riding Jordan.
-Gotti-
Jasmine was silly when she drunk, all she do is laugh and play around. When I'm drunk though, I like to kick back and chill out, which was the complete opposite of Jasmine.
When Daney and Jordan started to get undressed, me and Jasmine got ghost, but the others stayed and watched them fuck. Jasmine and I though went and sat in the den across the house, where we couldn't hear nothing that was happening.
Jasmine grabbed a pollow from beside me and chunked it at me, "Get up Gotti, your no fun."
I reclined the recliner I was sitting in and put my hands behind my head. "Jay, you throw another pillow at me and ima dunk 'yo ass."
"Ooh, I'm so scared," She said playfully, plopping down beside me. "You ain't gone do nothing."
I laughed at her silly ass, "I see you ain't throw nothing else though."
She smiled, climbing into my lap, her legs on each side of me, leaning to whisper in my ear, "That's because I didn't want to hurt you."
She laughed, trying to get out of my lap but I grabbed her hips, keeping her in place. "Where you going baby girl?"
Jasmine looked back at me and smiled again, her ass was always smiling. This time I didn't have to do shit, 'cause she kissed me. Them plump ass pink ass sexy ass lips of hers had a nigga wanting to bite them hoes.
I grabbed the bottom of her jersey and pulled it over her head. I looked down at her chest and good God they looked so fucking good. I leaned up on the recliner, kissing on her neck, kissing all the way down to her breast.
When I reached back behind her to unhook her bra she tensed up. "Gotti, stop."
When she said that I stopped like she wanted me to, looking up at her. "You alright?"
She nodded, "Yeah, I'm just not that kind of girl."
This girl here man, she was a damn queen on the cool, it's hard to find a chick like this. "I understand."
-Jasmine-
I stopped him, I stopped him, I just had to stop him. I had just met Gotti, and we were already making out, I just wasn't that kind of girl. I grabbed my shirt and put it back on after I got off of Gotti.
When he started to unhook my bra, I sobered up really quick, we were both drunk and I didn't plan on it getting this far. I stood in the middle of the den, starring away from Gotti, "I'm sorry I led you on, it wasn't supposed to even get where it did."
I couldn't see Gotti, but I heard him get up, "It's alright Jasmine. I understand completely."
I nodded, finally turning towards him to find that he was directly behind me, starring down at me. He didn't look mad, but how could he not be? I had just led him into thinking that he was getting some, but he really wasn't and I honestly didn't wanna make out with him but both times that we did make out, I was drunk.
There was nothing wrong with Gotti physically, but I didn't know him that well mentally, I didn't even know his real name. Then, on top of that, Gotti was 20 years old, and I was 17, I could get him into a lot of trouble, and I didn't want to do that.
Obviously Daney didn't care what she did because she was on the other side of the house having sex with a drug dealer. I didn't know where Gotti worked but he always had on nice things, and his car was nice, where ever he worked, it was a hell of a good job.
For the first time time in hours, I thought about my parents, they were probably worried about me, and Jovian probably had the whole army out looking for me, but he was the main one that drove me away, and my mother backed him up.
I was thinking so much that I didn't even notice Gotti on his phone yelling at somebody.
"The fuck you mean they took my shit?"
"Who?"
"Well go fucking find who ever did it and get my shit back."
"Let all my shit not come back and that's 'yo ass and that's on my mama!"
Gotti hung up his phone and looked up at me, I don't know who he was yelling at and why, but he seemed mad. He paced around the den before finally sitting down. I needed to go home, not because I missed my parents, but because I wanted to sleep in my bed, and shower in my shower, and watch my tv.
"Gotti," I said, pausing for a moment, "Can you take me home, please?"
