Screw Me Over ✔️

Jana

Happy Screwed Saturday, folks...

Or shall I say...

SUBMISSION SATURDAY?!

Okay, okay, so MAYBE I gave away what might be happening in the story.

But let's talk really fast about what's been going on in apartment 421.

How do you guys feel about Rena slapping Tiff?

Did you sense Carmon's jealousy of Rena and Raina before?

What was Jess really doing in the room to calm herself down? 👀

Y'all, I hope y'all enjoy it because this took me a while to write because it was out of my comfort zone, to be honest. Like I didn't know exactly where to go with it until....

You know what? You can find out for yourself. You'll see it soon. Just don't expect any weird freaky shit like eating eat wax and Jana gets turned on or whatever. HA!

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book! As you can see, we're gonna have some sensual and rough actions happening in this chapter so if you can't handle it, hit the doh, homophobe/ anti-sex nazi!

Anyway, you may continue! Enter if you dare. 💜🤫
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Waking up to my fireball was the best feeling in the entire world. Her skin looked so soft and perfect against the white sheets. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. The sunlight was peeking through the window and hitting her sleeping face just right. All I wanted to do was kiss those precious cheeks all day long.

We have been in a good place in our relationship for a few weeks now and she's gained a bit of weight since. It worried me because she has a problem with her body and my indirect criticisms of her body didn't help. That was something we talked about recently and she had to persuade me that she was just fine. I just went along with it at her command, but I still worried about it.

She deserved to know how beautiful she was and I got to see that glow in her eyes, the pep in her step, and her sexy strut every single day. Maybe we just needed this time to spend together because when I go to my club gigs now, she's the only lady I want to taste on my lips. She's got some kind of hold on me now.

Unfortunately, she couldn't be my only sight this Saturday because my boss called me in to work. This was normally a weekday job, but they called to tell me that it was 'important' for me to be there. Like they really need me there. My job was to be the assistant and I was more like the janitor. All I did was clean up the office. Talk about being essential.

While brushing my teeth in the bathroom, my eyes studied a pair of smooth hands wrap around my torso and a 20-year-old give me a smelly kiss on the cheek. She just woke up and that's one of the best times to catch Jess...depending if you're on her good side or not.

"Good morning, sticky breath," I spoke with my mouth full of toothpaste as she rested her head on my back and held me from behind. Spitting it out of my mouth, my hand brushed over her hands.

"Well, at least I'm off this time. It's your turn to bring home the bacon, babe," she said as she walked around to stand beside me. Wiping my face off with a wet rag, I chuckled at her words and watched her lustful look in the mirror. Damn, those dark brown eyes knew how to spark up something in me.

"Like I haven't been bringing home any bacon before. But I'll tell you this..." I chuckled and held her chin in my hand to have her look my way. "When I get back home from making the bacon, the biscuits better be ready for me."