(revamping since y'all still reading.)

-a traphouse production- my works #3 ...™️ "he got bands but i know he ain't me"

"i'm yo bodyguard. not yo girlfriend."

read at your own risk cs it's ass

"𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈" 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 (𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐍𝐛𝐚 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐨𝐲)

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗀, 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗆𝖾...

What you looking at". I say putting the plate in the dishwasher. "Nothing". She says handing me the last dish so I could but it in the dishwasher. I decided to fuck with her so back lil mama into the corner of the kitchen. I lean down towards her ear. "I could feel you starring at me lil mama". I say kissing the skin below her ear I feel lil mama shudder. ******* Key'oni La'shai Davis is a foster child she ran away from the home to Atlanta. One shoot out leaves duchess as a target to a king pin Devil. Through the all out war between Smoke and Devil leaves key'oni to learn the ropes of the game. Ever heard of Bonnie and Clyde yep then let's hear about Duchess and Smoke What happens when love finds its way in to the equation. Will the war between devil and smoke tear their relationship up before it starts? Will everyone stick together or will they disband? Will there be snakes in the grass? Or will the whole thing go down in flames?

"𝙻-𝙾-𝚅-𝙴, 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎?"

"Alright, man which one you plan on pulling tonight?" "That one." Jerome said pointing to Grace. Frank looked at him crazy. "Grace man," He shook his head. "Yeah right. She won't give you any play." "I bet she will." "Wanna bet?" Frank asked. Jerome licked his lips, nodding. "Yeah man. 100." "You got a deal." They shook on it. Copyright © 2016 MortxlLyfe All Rights Reserved.