by Ca$H
Not really listening or caring for his choice of words, she nodded her head. All she wanted to do was hold him. She still couldn’t believe he was standing in front of her.
“Don’t act like that. You know you’re just as excited to see me as I am to see you, so stop playin’ and give me a kiss.” Standing on her tip toes, India puckered up her full sized lips while wrapping her arms around his neck.
Pissed and all, Jay’shawn couldn’t deny the fact he was just as excited to be seeing her. He decided he was gonna let her ignoring his calls slide for right now, but she was gonna definitely pay for the shit later.
Right now, he just wanted to talk, to see if their chemistry was just as strong in person as it had been over the phone.
Chapter 6
Two hours after Jay’Shawn’s arrival, the pair found themselves in a dimly lit Chinese Restaurant, sitting in the far back enjoying each-other’s company. They talked about any and everything as they laughed and even argued about the smallest things. All in all, they were having a good time.
“How long are you staying here?” India asked. Pushing her plate away, she leaned forward with her elbows on the table. She intertwined her fingers and stared at Jay’Shawn while he answered.
“Damn, you tryna get rid of me already, huh? A nigga just touched down and you ready for my ass to leave? Let me find out you got a nigga ‘round here somewhere. I’ma fuck the both of y’all up,” Jay’Shawn threatened, making her laugh as she rolled her eyes. “Roll ‘em again I’ma pop ‘em out.” He smirked.
Just to mess with him, she did it again but harder and this time a bit longer. He quickly, but playfully hopped out of his seat.
“Okay, okay. I quit fo’ real. We not ‘bout to play in here. Gon’ now. Sit down somewhere.”
Ignoring India’s protest, he slipped in the booth beside her. Using his feet, he moved the table over a bit. India rolled her eyes as she watched him get comfortable while scooting down in the seat.
“So, you think it’s cool to avoid me? You feel just because you mad and feeling some type of way you don’t gotta answer the fuckin’ phone?” The question caught India off guard because she thought they had moved passed that.
“Yeah, you pissed me off and I thought you was just making excuses for not wanting to see me, so I didn’t wanna talk to you for a minute. I was just gon’ fall back and let you do what you wanted to do. It’s as simple as that,” India told him truthfully. If he wasn’t going to try and make an effort, she was just going to let him go and keep their relationship as a friendship-only thing.
She had been thinking on it for the past week and if he hadn’t showed up, then their fate would have been sealed as just friends indefinitely.
“You gon make me knock the shit out yo’ ass. You ever do some shit like that again, I’ma fuck you up. Real shit, shawdy.” A promising threat was thick in his voice. It was one that told her she better not say shit else smart because he was still hot about her actions. But being the stubborn, smart mouth woman she was, she had to reply.
“Whatever, man. Next time don’t be playin’ so damn much because I was ‘bout to say fuck this whole thing. I swear I was. My body was already goin’ through detox.”
“Why the fuck you wanna test me? All yo’ ass had to say was okay Jay’Shawn and be done with it. Yo’ ass gotta make shit difficult tho’. That’s a’ight, I’ma have that ass in line in no time.”
India’s lips twisted to the side still not believing what he was saying. There had been guys before him who tried to put her in check but India was simply too hot-headed for all that. Most niggas just didn’t have the patience to deal with her. To India, they were simply too weak to handle a strong minded chick such as herself. If it was one thing she couldn’t deal with, it was a nigga who was softer than her. She was hot tempered and needed someone who could deal with her, not run, whine or cry about the shit she did. India wanted a man to stand up to her, not bail out of an argument before she did.
With Jay’Shawn, she felt like he could be that anchor that kept her in check, but at the same time she really didn’t know. So, she was going to push his buttons. Her intentions were to let shit slide today because this was their first encounter and she really didn’t want to ruin it.
“I don’t need to be in line. I’m fine.” The slight glare coming from his face caused her to end her sentence with a laugh before turning the conversation in a different direction. “No, seriously though, I’m glad you came down here.”
Grabbing his hand, she gave it a slight squeeze as she stared at him. Catching eye contact with Jay’Shawn, India looked down with twisted lips, trying to keep the smile from spreading across her lips. A laugh escaped her throat before spilling from her mouth.
“You knew I was coming down here. Yo’ ass just had to act the fuck up to get me here faster.”
If I knew avoiding him was gonan have his ass here in a week I would’ve done this shit while he was still incarcerated, she thought. Maybe that would’ve brought his dumbass here instead of Cali. Staring at him, she said nothing in reply.
India just gazed at him trying to figure out why him? How someone she’d met online had her feeling as if they had known each other for years. She’d have this giddy feeling form in the pit of her stomach. The feeling had her lower abdomen so tight it caused her pelvis to shiver. These feelings had India thinking this could be a forever type thing.
Even so the thought of him not being able to deal with her stubbornness was still in question. Was Jay’Shawn man enough to really deal with a hot-headed, short tempered India?
Jay’Shawn stared at India with the same thoughts in mind. He didn’t know if she could really handle him or his life style. A hood nigga was all he was, all he knew how to be. The hood mentality was embedded deeply in his soul, and he didn’t know if India was emotionally strong enough to deal with that. His selfish side said it didn’t matter if she was or not.
India was the first female he'd ever clicked with on a personal level and allowed his feelings to get involved. Shit had to be serious if he took a fuckin’ eight hour drive to her just because she wouldn’t answer the damn phone. He had every intention on coming there to beat her ass for that bullshit, but that plan failed once he saw her.
“Come here.” His head jerked to the side slightly as he motioned for her to come to him.
Scooting closer to him, Indian leaned forward ready to kiss him, thinking that’s what he wanted and it was, but it wasn’t the only thing.
“What the hell are you doing? Let me go.” Before their lips could touch, India was being pulled into his lap in a straddling position.
“Shut up. Why you gotta be loud? Ain’t nobody thinkin’‘bout us. Now, gimme a kiss.”
Looking around, she saw no one paying them any attention. Plus, they were in the far back of the restaurant with little light, barely noticeable. Turning her gaze back toward him, she laughed lightly.
“You play too much. I could’ve kissed you from my seat.”
Even though she’d made the statement, her lips puckered up in a playful manner. Jay’Shawn couldn’t help but laugh at her silliness as he too leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers. The contact of their lips quickly erased the feelings of playfulness with feelings of lust and love. India pecked his lips once then twice, letting her mouth linger on his for a few seconds longer before she made a move to pull back. Once she did, Jay’Shawn caught her bottom lip between his teeth as his hand found the nape of her neck, pulling her back down to him.
Sucking on her top then bottom lip, India’s mouth opened allowing his tongue entrance. Their tongues soon started their own intimate dance, causing low moans to sound in the back of India’s throat, as well as her hips to start a slow grind on him.
Jay’Shawn’s hand moved down her back, landing on her ass. Lifting her up slightly, he began messing with his jeans. India tried pulling herself out of her lustful state, but found it hard to do. Truth be told, it had been a long time coming and sh
e wanted him. Her desire to feel him was so strong her body had made her mind up for her.
Even though she wanted him in the worst way, she still felt the need to protest. Grabbing his wrists, she broke their kiss, only pulling back slightly so her tongue could play with his lips. “Jay, we can’t.” The words came out just above a whisper against his mouth.
Jay’Shawn’s head leaned forward trying to catch her lips once more, but she pulled out of his reach just as he released himself from his jeans.
Feeling the head of him pressing against her covered sex had India lowering herself back down him. “Shawn, not in here.” The pressure from his erect dick added to her swollen clit, had India biting at his bottom lip and her hips moving a bit faster. She had him gripped tightly around his wrists.
“How the fuck you gon’ say not here and you doin’ this bullshit?” Jay’Shawn questioned as serious as hell. She had him fucked up if she thought fuckin’ with him like that and then saying not here was gonna stop him. She seriously didn’t know the nigga she was with and he was about to show her just that. You couldn’t play with a man like him then cry wolf. If he had thought for a minute she was serious, yeah he’d stop, but the fact that her hips were still rolling and the tip of her tongue continued to play with his lips said otherwise.
India couldn’t respond to what he was saying because her voice alone would’ve given away her intentions. She knew what her body wanted just as much as Jay’Shawn did. There was no point in trying to continue denying them both a quickie. It was all their bodies needed.
Jay’Shawn’s finger hooked the crouch of her panties, pulling them to the side. Once he did that, India handled his dick, stroking it from the base to the leaky tip, giving it a slight squeeze. India locked their lips, as she ran the mushroom head along her slit a few times before placing it at her opening.
Gripping her hips, holding them tightly, his hips pushed up at the same time hers came down. The action had India breaking the kiss and her mouth parting as she breathed him in, taking the breath he’d exhale from the feel of her.
“Fuck!” Jay’Shawn groaned out from the tight grip her pussy held on his dick. He watched as India’s head rolled lazily to the side, her mouth still parted, hips rolling slowly before grinding hard on him.
Leaning back against the table, her hand came out in front of her and gripped the front of his shirt, grabbing his skin as she did so.
“Ooh.” India lowly moaned as Jay’Shawn rocked her hips faster on him, trying to bring them both to that orgasmic high.
The table rocked noticeably as Jay’Shawn’s hips thrust in an upward motion, causing India’s ass to hit it. The sound of their bodies coming together grew louder as did India’s moans with every hit he made to her sweet spot.
“Ah, shit,” Jay’Shawn groaned out. His forearms slipped underneath her thighs and he began raising India up and bringing her back down on his dick even faster. For a minute he’d forgotten where they were and was ready to lay her on top of the table until India wrapped her arms around his neck bringing her mouth to his ears.
“Ah, ah, yes! Yea. Mmm. Sssss. Ooh you feel so good.” She gasped and moaned in his ear before biting at his lobe then moving to his neck sucking, biting, panting and moaning as her fingernails dug deeply in the top back of his head.
Her moans had him picking up the pace, but the way her pussy gripped and squeezed around his dick had him damn near losing his mind as he felt his nut coming closer. India worked her inner sex muscles, clenching and unclenching, milking his dick. Her body soon tightened, causing her lower half to shake as her pussy contracted faster.
“Oh, God.” India’s lips pressed into his neck to muffle her scream of pleasure as she rode out her orgasm. With the shaking of her body, the tightening of her inner walls, Jay’Shawn’s nails dug into her thigh. His hips jerked upwards, sending India’s body bouncing three more times as he released his nut inside of her with a long low groan.
Panting heavily, neither moved as they held onto each other trying to regain their breaths. India soon let out a faint whine. What they had just done and where they had done it began breaking through the lustful haze she was in. Feeling embarrassed about their public display, her face tucked deeper into his neck, not wanting to get up just in case anyone had saw them.
From the constant low whines India kept letting out, he quickly caught on to her embarrassment. Laughing, he slapped her on the ass hard. That caused her to sit up straight and punch him in the chest.
“Stop, stupid ass, That shit hurt!” She snapped, kinda pissed from the unexpected hit.
“Shut the fuck up. You know you like that shit.” Staring at him hard, she ended up laughing from the serious look on his face.
“N’all, shawdy, you gotta be still or you gonna wake him back up fully and I’ma have yo’ ass folded on this fuckin table.”
Biting the bottom of her lips, she tightened her pussy muscles on him as she leaned forward, letting her tongue flicker over his top lip before pulling the bottom lip inside her mouth. Feeling him twitch inside her, India’s hand slid between their bodies. Raising her hips, she pulled his stiffening dick from her pussy, stroking him then giving the head a slight squeeze.
“This how you gonna play it?” Jay’Shawn asked with a nod of his head, not caring for her reply.
“I’m not playing. I was just about to get up and didn’t want your business all out,” was India’s explanation though he didn’t believe shit she was saying.
Without a word he got up from his seat, pulling money from his pocket. Throwing a few bills on the table, he grabbed India’s hand, pulled her from the booth and began dragging her out of the restaurant.
“Jay, stop pullin’ me.”
Ignoring her, he continued to make his was out of the restaurant.
“For real?”
Again, she didn’t get a reply as they made it outside. Jay’Shawn looked around for a few seconds before locating his truck. Once he spotted the Lincoln Navigator, his steps became more determined until they reached it. Hitting the alarm and unlocking the door, he snatched the back door open.
“Get in.” Without giving her a chance to get in, he pushed her in the backseat.
Once they both were inside, he reached in the front, started the truck and turned on the air before settling back.
He wasted no time pulling her shirt and bra off before pushing India on her back. Gripping her skirt and panties, he pulled them down her hips and then off. Tossing them to the side, he pulled off his shirt then unbuckled his jeans.
This had most definitely been a long time coming. He wanted to go slow but now that he’d gotten a feel of how she felt on him, slow wasn’t an opinion at this moment.
India had no complaints toward his eagerness, and her mind was in tune with his.
She then sat on her knees and leaned forward, grabbing his dick. She stroked it from the base to the mushroom shaped head. Covering the tip with her palm, she smeared pre-cum over his tip before taking her hand back down his base while bringing her mouth to his head. Kissing the tip once then twice, her tongue shot out flicking over the leaky hole, getting a taste of him. She moaned at the salty flavored liquid seeped out. After licking around his rim, her mouth opened and engulfed his head as she cupped his balls. India teased his dick, sucking on the head as if it was a sucker, licking over it trying to savor the flavor before taking him inch by inch inside her mouth. She took him so deep, her lips kissed his pelvis and his tip touched the back of her throat.
“Ah, fuck!” Jay’Shawn groaned out, grabbing a handful of India’s hair. His grip tightened as her jaws sunk in and her head began to bob back and forth. India’s wet mouth caused her slurping to sound louder before she released him with a pop. Spitting on his dick her hands stroked him as her mouth found its way to his sack. Taking his balls inside of her mouth, she sucked and moaned at the same time her hands squeezed around the rim of his dick.
“Ooh, shit!” Jay knew if he didn’t stop her soon he’d
be cummin’ again. Even so, the shit felt amazingly good. From the way she tongued his dick then swallowed his shit, it had him wanting to release his nut down her throat. The way her warm mouth wrapped around his sack had his balls tightening along with the way his legs locked up and his toes curled. Jay’Shawn was about to lose his mind.
The grip on her hair tightened as he pulled her off his dick, quickly turning her around and grabbing the back of her neck. He pushed her forehead into the seat as he positioned himself behind her. Spreading her ass cheeks, he slid his dick between the crack of her ass. Doing this had India pushing into him even more while rolling her hips and simultaneously shaking her ass against him. Glancing over her shoulder, she gave him a seductive smile behind heavy eye lids. A moan left her mouth from the anticipation of what was about to happen again. The feeling had India’s stomach tight and her pussy throbbing.
Jay’Shawn began stroking himself while slapping India’s ass, causing it to jiggle even more. When he made his way to her opening, he pushed deeply inside of her sexual walls. At the same time, his hand came back down on her ass, causing her pussy muscles to squeeze tightly around his dick. Pulling out once more, he thrust back inside her fast and hard starting with deep, short strokes.
India didn’t miss a beat as she threw her ass back on him going stroke for bounce. She ground hard against him while gripping his hips, trying to pull him as deeply inside of her as possible.
Jay’s hand snaked around her neck pulling her up as he gripped her chin. He turned her face sideways, bringing their lips together. India continued her bounce as he played with her breasts. Not once did his hips stop their brutal thrust. If anything they became harder, making it impossible for her to kiss him back. The pleasurable moans spilled from her mouth.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ooh, ooh!” India’s pants grew louder once Jay’Shawn’s hand moved to her sexual treasure box. His fingers played with her pearl. Her body immediately started to tighten as her pussy muscles milked his dick faster. Her ass muscle tightened causing her body to shake as her orgasm ripped through her body. Jay held onto her tighter, his thrusts becoming frantic. With three powerful thrusts, he too released his seeds deeply inside India once again.
