(jasmines P.O.V)
Starring at the gun on my chest I was worried a bit. This job kept becoming harder by the day, my assignment was to get kidnapped, keep the baby who was actually fake for footage, get into his personal life and then when I find all his connections in the drug game BOOM! Turn him and his possey slap in. But the way this was going shit might take a whole left turn, and then some. But so much for that acting class they made me take at the police academy. Making my eyes water like I smelled onions I get my voice higher and my lips to shaking.
" OK! OK! The baby wasn't mines, he belongs to my cousin Derrick!"
Seeing his eyebrows bunch together I remembered every line they told me to say if this was sure to happen but of course I added my own lines.
" He's a drug lord in South Carolina, and quite frankly the idea of his one and only child being dead isn't gonna help you any. Please just don't shoot me! I can be of help to you , anything.. Anything you need. WAIT! Connection in the drug game, you need that and that's what I have."
Licking his lips the gun lowered as he wore a face of thought.
" ight, fine.... By the way I'm hungry what can you cook?"
Whipping my face he reached out to me and held my hand.
Leading me to the kitchen I opened his fridge, being a "dope boy" you'd think he'd have more food. Shrugging I picked up eggs, grits, something that read onion sausage and his milk since the bread sat on the counter. Sitting in a island seat at the counter he gave me a weak smile and began texting away. Seeing that it was about thirty minutes past I was all done. I made eggs, homemade French toast, that strange onion sausage, and cheese grits. Placing a plate in front of him his phone eased from his hands as he examined the food . starting myself to eat I sat right next to him.
" Damn girl, you can throw down in the kitchen. I ain't ate like this in days....I'm glad I kidnapped yo as for real now."
Reaching over to my plate he snatched a slice of my French toast and had no problems doing it. Starting a stare on me I could feel his eyes on my figure. Tilting my head towards him I ease grits in my mouth.
" yes? Did I do something?
Licking his lips at me he sighed a bit.
" Nah, u good..and so is that body. We gotta get you dome clothes today too, I'll be damned if any chick in my house gone be lookin bummy."
Rolling my eyes at him I got up and walked towards the restroom. After closing the door I began to strip down as the shower was heating. Opening the door he stood with a towel and soap in the palm of those soft hands. Without hesitation I grabbed it and jumped in the shower.
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(J.J's P.O.V.)
Laying on my bed I was texting my thumbs away, between my mom and her old age she was gonna drive me damn crazy
Mom: I lost the remote again and I can't find my check book. And your auntie Lisa said she needs you to come help her later this month with her moving.
Me: Did you check the coffee table drawer, and OK look in your pillow case. Mom you know all auntie wanna do is be noisy...AS ALWAYS!
Mom: Thank you sweety, and don't be yelling at me through this phone I might be 64 but that's young enough to whip your tail. If you wanna come over for dinner I'm making macaroni, greens and pot roast.
Me: lol mama im not even gonna challenge that and I'll definitely be over.
Gazing up from my phone hovering over me stood Jasmine with her hair in a bun, towel around her waist and water droplets drizzling down her figure. I couldn't lie she's sexy as fuck, in a way she's got a figure like Ashanti and a face like ciara mixed with aaliyah. As she went to stretch her towel drooped to the floor, exposing her seeming to be C cup breast, her "kitty" and those thick thighs enough to stretch any pair of jeans out. I couldn't help but to grab her hips and pin her to the bed. Screeching her arms shot to the cover and the lower half bounced like a beach ball, don't even get me started on those boobs again. Looking confused she went to speak but before she could I put my index finger over those rosey pink lips of hers implying that she should shut the hell up. Kissing my finger she wrapped her legs around me and pulled in. Putting my mouth on her throat I pulled in for a kissing motion as she grabbed the back of my head and pushed down. Easing my person down on her the grip of her legs grew tighter as I grind my waist back and forth for a tease. Stopping my kiss I grab her curves and snatch it all closer, placing my finger on her pearl I made a circular motion which all girls loved and increased with speed as I pulled out myself. Looking her dead in the eyes I suck that same finger and press both hands on the side of her head for balance. Seeing that my 12 was on beyond concrete hard my hands wouldn't be necessary. Smashing it all into her the scream of a life time followed behind it, jumping up and trying to push me back water hit her eyes as I jammed it all in for a second time.
" STOP!! IT HURTS!!!!!STOP!!"
Grinning at her comment thats exactly what I intended on it to do, and fuck up her walk for a few weeks.
"Shut up and take it."
I say in a sensual tone as she gasps constantly for air, her chest caves in and those sexy grey eyes of hers roll back. Turning over I slide her waist up to my mouth and sit her in it. Flicking my tongue, kissing, sucking and tongue fucking her my face oozed with her honey as her moans filled my ears. After making her come back to back in my face I lick every ounce of her waters and move her on top of my dick, shoving it in her as I held her in place I could feel her tightening up on me.
" Ooh daddy....daddy please, oh my god!!!!!"
2 hours and 39 minutes later
Sitting at the end of the bed on wobbly legs and sure as hell in pain Jasmine huffed and groaned in pain. Placing my hands around her waist and kissing that sweet neck a last time I rose up went to get dressed.
