>>>Pssst. There's sex in this chapter. ;) <<<
♡ MONTELL
I carry the intoxicated Ama to the car and chuckle at her babbling. I'm surprised she let me pick her up and carry her but she didn't resist it for a second. I hear quick footsteps behind me and I know Mona is catching up with us.
She slides her hand into the front pocket of my slacks and grazes my dick before she pulls out the car keys. I swallow a moan and try to focus on Ama, which is kinda difficult to do because looking down I can see part of her nipple. Dear Lord, I hope I don't drop her.
Mona opens the car door and I sit Ama down in the backseat. She asks for Mona, who gets in the backseat too and puts Ama's head in her lap. I watch them for a minute, before closing the door and walking around the car to get behind the wheel.
I make eye contact with Mona through the rearview mirror and ask her where we're going. She's stroking Ama's hair and Ama seems to be crying.
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♡ MONA
I see the panic in Montell's eyes when he hears Ama cry and I say: "Fase two of drunky Ama. Fase one is horny Ama. Fase two is emo Ama." I see a tiny bit of relief in his eyes and tell him to drive to my house. I can't take her to my parent's house like this. She would feel way too embarrassed once she's sober.
We arrive at my house and Montell carries her up to my front door. I unlock the door and tell him to follow me upstairs.
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♡ MONTELL
Lord have mercy. I watch Mona's ass jiggle as she climbs the stairs and I feel hypnotized. Ama hangs in my arms like a ragdoll and I'm glad she's not crying right now. I carry her into the guestroom and lie her down on the bed. I try not to look at her, because her boobs look like they are about to pop out of the dress.
Mona turns Ama on her side and unzips the dress. I quickly turn around and stare at the wall. This is such an uncomfortable situation and sporting a semi ever since Mona grazed my dick when she reached for my keys is not helping matters. I quickly make my way out of the room and go downstairs.
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♡ MONA
I unzip Ama's dress and out come her boobs. I chuckle at the sight and carefully peel the tape off.
She opens her eyes and starts to cry again. "Moannnnn. Why don't they want me? Am I ugly bestie? No one wants me. I'm going to be alone forever. I'm never going to have sex again."
I jank the last piece of tape off and Ama glares at me. "Now listen to me carefully Ama. You are beautiful! And they do want you! Noah was an idiot. But Donté was being a gentleman. And when you're sober you'll love him for it. Now get under the sheets and get some sleep."
I walk into the bathroom and grab two painkillers and fill a glass with water. When I get back into the guest room, she's already out like a light. I put the water and the painkillers on the nightstand and close the curtains, walking to the bed to kiss Ama on her forehead before stepping out and closing the door behind me.
I go downstairs and find my man on the couch, looking very uncomfortable. I walk into the kitchen to grab him a beer and get myself a water. I hand him the beer and he thanks me with a smile. I sit down in the opposite corner and stretch my legs out.
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