Boss

𝓝𝓲𝓷𝓮

𝓛𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

I'm sitting in this damn car and all I can think about is shooting both of these niggas and driving away after throwing them both out. Dave is sitting beside me and is silently texting on his phone before turning his attention to me.

"What's your address?"

"You can drop me off at this corner, I'm ordering an Uber as we speak." I say in response.

"Stop being so fucking nasty. I asked a question."

"And I told you there's no need for all that. I got a ride."

"You been had a ride-" He starts to raise his voice but lowers it again. "Let me take you home, please." I sit up and start to talk to the person driving the car.

"Take me to Broad Street." I say but I look up and down at ole boy and he's kinda fine. "What's ya name?"

"Damien."

"Damien, you his personal driver or..."

"Just a friend."

"Same. I have no idea why he is so pressed to take me home..." I say. I can admit I was a little tipsy but still in a right mind. I know Dave is probably bothered right now. Matter of fact I look back and he has the meanest look on his face.

"Damien, you got some pretty pink lips. I got a set of my own too." I say he laughs at me and looks at me licking his lips before I feel Dave yank me into my seat.

"You remember that one night I fucked ya lights out and you-" He says wrapping his hand around my neck before I interrupt him.

"And I what? Snuck out that morning?" I say rolling my eyes. His friend up front laughs.

"Damien! Go to that bodega and getchu sum, I gotta talk to ole girl." He says. Damien starts laughing even harder and pulls over. The car is completely silent until he leaves.

"Well shit I might as well get out with him." I say. We stare at each other intensely before he crashes his lips into mine and I don't even think twice before kissing him back. His hands find their way to my lower back as he pulls my body towards him. My outfit is already a mess. My short dress stood no chance against his wondering hands. He felt up all over, anywhere he could his hands on before pulling on top of him. I put my hands behind his head before I started to grind on his lower parts without thinking.

"Oh chill." He says hissing.

"Relax, I'm here to get mine and keep it moving." I say putting my finger on his lips before kissing on his neck. He starts unbuckling his pants.

"Nah I'm already there. Actually, hold on." He says pulling out his phone. He texts somebody and pulls my face back to him. While I'm kissing him I feel him go back to pulling himself out. I grab his dick and rub it on my lips rubbing up and down his shaft. He had to stop kissing me for a second, I'm guessing he was finna finish right then and there. I smile at him and keep doing what I'm doing.

"Nah, I'm not boutta buss without gettin in it. That shit is dead." He says under his breath. I laugh and rest my head on his shoulder but all of a sudden I feel him pushing into me.

"Dave!" I shout but it quickly turns into a moan as he slowly pushes his pelvis up and down giving me straight deep strokes, not missing a beat.

"You ain't had no good dick inna minute, huh? Ride it fa me, mamas." He says and I don't know where I got the strength from but I start riding his shit. I look back at it while he groped my ass spreading my cheeks an shit. I get cocky and twerk on him for a little bit before realizing that was a bad idea. He lifts me from my thighs and starts going crazy and I can't hide my pleasure anymore. I moan and bite my lip as he lowly grunts.

"You gone cum fa daddy?"

"Uh huh." I say into his ear. He pulls out and releases himself wherever he pleases but kisses my chest while take it into my hands to finish myself off and I rub on his dick and not long after I cum and move back to the other seat.

"It's been a while since you had some good pussy, huh?" I say fixing myself up. He looks at me and bites his lip, straight mean mugging me. I laugh.

"Come up front, lemme take you home." He says getting out. He walks to my side and opens the door.

"Where ya mans at?" I ask.

"He got himself an Uber." He responds closing the door behind me as I get in the passenger. He hops in the car and I buckle myself in. I tell him my address and for a while we sit just vibing to the music as he drives.

"I wanna take you out." He says randomly.

"I don't do dates."

"Is tomorrow good for you?" He continues. I look around and notice we're in front of my house.

"No, I told you I don't do dates."

"Well you gone do one tomorrow."

"I'm not going-"

"Layla, I ain't one to do this shit so know it's sincere. I'm feeling you for real and I wanna do more than just fuck around. I been told you, you mine but I'm trynna be yours, deadass." He says. I don't know what to say to him I just stare at him for a minute.

"Pick me up at 3. That's the only slot I have open, okay?" I say going to feel on his beard. He takes my hand and kisses it.

"3 is fine, mamas."

"Aight, bye." I say.

"Hold on, lemme get tha door." He says getting out the car.

"Thank you, Dave." I say and kiss his cheek.

"See you tomorrow." He says and with that I walk away. Dave waits outside his car until I get inside the house. When I do I set a reminder and head to bed after my long day.

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