My Ride or Die

PLEASE DO NOT READ IF SENSITIVE TO SEXUAL CONTENT. NO HATE JUST PLEASE MOVE ON TO ANOTHER BOOK. WITH ALL MY LOVE❤️❤️

"You really like to play hard to get huh?", Hunter said as he blocked the door with his tattooed arms. "No, I'm just not interested in being taken," Jenny said as he swatted his arm away and gracefully dodged his blockade at the front door of which she exited. And when he went after her, the door was slammed into his face. He kissed his teeth and licked his lips as he smelled the little whiff of perfume that her body had left behind when she left him. "What a doll," he whispered. "AHA! Casanova just got rejected!" Chris teased as he patted Hunter's back and wrapped his arm around Hunter's shoulder. "Come on, man," Chris scoffed. "She's a goodie goodie with brains as big as boobs. You can't trust girls like that. It has to be a one way street. And I'm not talking about having a bigger piece of a meat up North," he said laughing. "Shut up. Don't talk about her like that!", Hunter snapped. Chris gently stopped his chuckling and said, "Ehh, dude she's not all that. I mean look at her," he said with an open palm pointing her out. "She's magnificent," Hunter thought to himself as he saw her go on her tippy toes to staple a band recruiter flyer on the bulletin board. Her butt was so cute up in the air. He could almost just run to her and pick her up by her slim waist to help her in her stapling journey up and down the halls. "Wake up, Hunt!" Chris yelled as Hunter broke from his lustful daydream. "She's a band geek who's a teacher's pet and a virgin. She's not your type. What's gotten into you, man?Forget her." Hunter continued to stare at her as if he was analyzing her. She let her hair down from her tight ponytail and her hazelnut locks fell down to her shoulders ever so poised. They were slightly curly, like always. And very luscious and thick and healthy, much like her body. Plentiful. Fruitful. Full of life.