𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔪 ➵ 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔶 𝔤𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢 (𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤)

c h a p t e r s i x t e e n

>Warning: Chapter includes sexual scenes

Rose drops me back off at Stokeley's house around midnight. I walk in and all the lights are off. I turn the flashlight on, on my phone, to guide myself up to Stokeley's room. I get to his room and go into the bathroom. I close the door before turning on the light and then turning off the flashlight.

I change out of my clothes into some shorts and one of Stokeley's baggy shirts. I take off my makeup and wash my face. Once I finish, I slightly open the door and then turn off the light before leaving the bathroom. I climb into bed and Stokeley clears his throat.

"Did you have fun tonight?" There's a hint of bitterness in his voice. I nod, "Yeah, I did. What did you want to talk about?"

"I know you don't like that dude back, but I don't trust him. I know he won't respect us being in a relationship and I don't want to deal with that or have you deal with that. I just don't want you seeing him anymore." He vents to me.

I shift around and sit myself up against a pillow. "But why can't I have friends? I literally know no one out here. Rose literally came to visit for one day and who knows when I'll see her again." He furrows his brows, "What do you mean? Jahseh is your friend and wants to hang out with you all the time."

"Yes, Jahseh is a friend that I can hang out with." I fold my arms across my chest, "But I can't only be friends with him. And I'm sure if Pryce knew I was dating someone, he'd back off and not try to flirt with me or make any moves on me."

"So then be my girlfriend again." Stokeley blurts out. I freeze for a moment, trying to process what he just said. "You want me to be your girlfriend just so he stops being my friend?" I shake my head at him.

"Why does everything have to be an argument with you?" He snarls. "Why do you have to be so jealous all the time?" I snap, "Why can't you just trust me? You always get mad at me over some stupid shit all the time. One day I'm your girl, the next we're broken up. One day I'm your friend and then the next you're ghosting me. One day you're telling me you don't want anything from me and then the next you love me. What is it?"

Stokeley remains silent. "I'm not some little girl that you can run these games with. I want this to work, I do. But I'm getting so tired of this back and forth - constantly! You don't trust me and you don't believe me when I tell you things. Why do you want to be with me then?" I continue to rant on. Stokeley still hasn't moved a muscle. He continues to stare into his lap.

"I don't know why I keep fucking up." He sighs and finally looks at me, "I do trust you. I just get scared that you're gonna want to be with someone that's normal and lives a normal life. I guess I get jealous over that - having a normal life. I know you're different from other girls. The money, the drugs, the fame... It doesn't matter to you. You're real with me, you've always been real with me. I'm sorry I keep doing this to you. If you don't want to be with me anymore, then I get that too."

"Stokeley." I get on my knees and cup his face. "I want to be with you because I love you. I just want all of this to stop. I'm done with these games." Stokeley moves his lips to mine and kisses me gently. "I want to make you mine."

He reaches over on his nightstand and holds a necklace out in front of me. It has his name on it. He clips it around my neck. He kisses my left cheek, then my right cheek, he moves to kiss my forehead, then chin, then kisses my lips. I feel my cheeks get hot and I smile as he kisses me. "I love you." I whisper.

"I love you more." He grabs his hand and places it on top of his pants. I rub my hand over his pants as they get tight. I pull them down and he helps me take them off. He then pulls me over his lap and I lay across it. He pulls down my shorts along with my panties. He starts to rub me and moans, "Fuck, you're so wet." I bite my lip as he starts to finger me. I bury my face into my hands and moan.

He fingers me faster and I feel my back begin to arch. My climax is coming. I grip onto the pillow next to me and moan as I finish on his fingers. He slides his fingers out and slaps my ass. I then feel him pour something onto my back dimples. He rubs it onto my skin - all over my ass. It's oil.

He slaps it again before telling me to get up. I get hover above him and start to give him head. He moans and grabs my ass. I continue to suck and stroke him with my hand. I try to go all the way down. He grunts, "Fuck, baby."

I sit up on my knees and continue to stroke him. "You wanna get on top?" He asks. I nod. I'm so nervous that it's going to hurt. But I'm too into it to stop myself. I straddle his lap and he helps me adjust myself before putting it in. I slowly slide on top and feel a small sharp pain.

I raise my hips but Stokeley places his hand on my side. He slowly slides me back down and bites his lower lip. Once I'm fully on, my body relaxes. I grind my hips against him and place my hands on his chest. I watch his as he moans and slaps my ass.

He slouches lower from the pillow to help me get more comfortable. I lean forward and let my hips rock back and forth. He moans into my ear and holds onto my hips while I ride him. He begins to moan uncontrollably. I lean back and he locks his gaze with me.

I rock my hips faster and he throws his head back. "Fuck!" He hold my hips tighter, moving them back and forth. "I'm going to cum." He moans. I get off and stroke him. He finishes on his stomach and then pulls me in to kiss him. He chuckles after, "Fuck. I never finish this quick."

"Was it that good?" I giggle.

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Sorry I literally haven't updated in forever. I know I said I'd be updating more since quarantine started but I got out of a relationship like 4 months ago and it has been hard for me lol I'm not promising frequent updates since I start school in a couple weeks BUT I am in love with this story again and wanna keep writing it so yeah! <3

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