by Ca$H
"Fuck, shawdy. You gon’ have a nigga draggin’ yo’ ass down south," he stated, falling back on the seat before pulling India on top of him.
Cuddling into his chest, India straddled his hips as her fingers caressed his collar bone to his shoulder. After kissing his chest, she glanced up at him laughing as his words sank in.
"Hmm, is that so?" she asked, stretching her neck up to bite at his chin
"Hell yeah! I'm serious as fuck yo’. Shitt, you shoulda been thinkin’ ‘bout it too. I told yo’ ass that when I was locked up before I even got out." He refreshed her memory while massaging her ass with both his hands.
"Honestly, I thought that was all talk. You know how niggas do."
"No the fuck I don't. I only know what the fuck I do, and I don't say shit I don't mean, period. Don't come comparing me to those fuck-ass niggas you used to dealin’ with. Bullshit, I don't do, baby girl, you gon learn that," explained Jay'Shawn in a serious tone.
Moving to Memphis was something India had never thought about. Honesty, she didn't know how this thing with them would play out. Talking to him and catching feelings for him wasn't planned. Now that the subject of moving had been brought up, she didn't know what to say as many different scenarios started to play in her head.
What if I move out there and he flips on me and becomes this entirely different person? She thought.
She didn't know how this thing was going to go but moving was something she couldn’t rush to do. Though she thought it, she didn't voice it.
Her only reply was a simple, "We'll talk about it later, okay? This isn't really the place to have that talk, don't you think?" Moving her finger in a circular motion around the truck had the both of them laughing.
Staring down at India, Jay'Shawn licked his lips with a slight nod of his head. To him everything was already set because she was moving to Memphis whether her mind was set on the idea or not. He'd give her a month tops, to square shit away and say her goodbyes to her people before he brought her home with him where she belonged.
"We'll most definitely talk about it later." The seriousness in his voice didn't go unnoticed.
It actually made her smile that he wanted her to move with him. Staring up at him, once again their eyes locked. India’s lips pursed together as her neck stretched up, kissing his lips. Jay'Shawn's head titled sideways as his mouth opened, deepening the kiss. His hand tightened on her ass and his dick became hard once more.
Lifting her ass up slightly, India's hand reached behind her, taking hold of his dick, stroking him to his full length then lining him up with her opening. Their lips broke apart as she eased down on him, breathing him in as he filled her completely.
Kissing down to India's neck, Jay'Shawn sucked and bit at the skin, leaving a trail of passion marks along his way from her collarbone to her chest. Their hips moved in sync. His upward thrust matched her bounce.
India's head went back as her hips started a back and forth grind, causing Jay’shawn’s nails to dig into them. Leaning forward to her bouncing breasts, he took her right nipple inside his mouth, sucking while his tongue swirled around the little nub.
Their movement became faster, desperate as the pleasurable feeling built stronger once again. His balls tightened as India's pussy muscle began throbbing faster on his dick from the repeated hit to her sweet spot.
The locking of their lower bodies had India shaking as her nails dug in his chest. Her head tilted back as a loud and long moan left her mouth from the strong orgasm that ripped through her body.
Jay’s frantic thrusts soon turned into jerking as he too came long and hard with a long groan sounding in the back of his throat.
Neither said a thing as they lay limp on the backseat of the Navigator.
It wasn't long after India's breathing evened out and light snores could be heard from her very satisfied mouth.
Jay could do nothing but laugh. But he was just as tired and moving right now wasn't an option for him either. Shawdy laid that shit down without a doubt.
He was thankful she had fallen asleep before he did. Ain't no babe ever put him to sleep after a few nuts.
Yeah I gotta gon’ and cuff shawdy real fast, he thought.
With that thought in mind, he too fell asleep, dick limp, balls aching and buried deep inside India's still pulsing sex.
Chapter 7
"Indy, hurry yo slow ass up!" Jay'Shawn rushed, making India eyes roll up in her head as usual.
"I'm coming! Just give me one second," came her slow reply as she put on a light coat of eyeliner. Once she finished, she traced the pencil over the rim of her lips, then added some clear gloss. Rubbing her lips together, she popped them twice.
Moving to the full length mirror she took in her appearance, smoothing out the knee length silver dress, turning sideways. Taking herself in and liking what she saw, a smile formed on her lips.
"Bring yo ass on!" Jay yelled once again from the living room.
Grabbing her jacket, cellphone and black clutch bag, she was ready to go. Leaving out of the room going into the living room were Jay'Shawn was, she walked around the couch and stood in front of him just as his mouth opened to yell again.
"Fo' real?" She placed her hands on her hips.
"Hell yeah, wit’ yo’ slow ass." His eyes roamed for a few seconds before they jumped to the watch on his wrists. Looking back at her, he licked his lips.
"Nope, let's go," she said, holding her hands out for him to take. She already knew what he was thinking.
"What you noping about? I'm just saying you look good, is all."
India lips pursed together at the lie coming out of his mouth. She didn't doubt he wasn't serious about her looking good, but that wasn't all.
For the past two days since Jay'Shawn had been there, India had picked up on a lot of his traits. From his sex looks to his just wanna chill demeanor. His sex look and voice she'd learned quickly. She had to admit the low but deep tone with the added slanted eyes always had her pussy contracting.. But no matter how sexy he sounded, she wasn't about to have sex with him right now. Her poor kitty needed a break from the beast known as Jay'Shawn.
The past couple of days they had been locked in her apartment jumping each other like rabbits. He really fucked her up last night as he brought up her avoiding his calls. He fucked her so hard and as he spanked her ass repeatedly. Though it was just last night, her ass cheeks still stung and her pussy was sensitive. She was a few seconds away from taking off the silky boy-short panties. But she was hella satisfied from the rough sexual punishment he gave her.
Even though the sex was amazing the conversation was even better. Jay’Shawn kept India laughing with the crazy stories he’d tell her. Truthful or not, she didn’t care. The shit was still crazy in a funny kind of way. But it also let her know he was a man not to be played with when it came to certain shit.
India knew he was heavy in the streets but not brutally mixed in it. He never told her what happened out in Cali until last night before they had sex. Learning they had been best friends, she looked for any signs of regret for killing him, but she found none. He was neutral about the whole thing and talked as if it was nothing but a run in a park. He didn't go into details about what happened, simply said he did what needed to be done. She didn’t know how to feel about that part of him, honestly.
What India did know was that she was attached to him and was willing to deal with his life style if it meant being with him. Explaining this was something she couldn’t do for the life of her, but she wanted Jay, so looking past his flaws was nothing. He was the first man she had ever clicked with on a friend type level before it became something sexual and even then it started with phone sex.
She was a big girl who could take care of herself, and if this was a mistake it was one she’d learn from, but so far it didn’t feel like it.
Learning how cruel he could be, India had no doubt that she was gonna push the hell out of his buttons. She continued to promise him they were going to stay
into it because of their strong personalities, neither ever willing to back out until the other had the last word. That alone, was going to be the ultimate challenge for the both of them.
“Stop, you play too much. Let’s go,” she said as he touched her breast.
“I didn’t know you were putting this on, and hit my hand again I’mma choke yo’ ass.”
Rolling her eyes she stared at him while biting the inside of her lip. With his eyes locked with hers, his hand went to her breast again playing with the nipple causing it to stand out erect. His other hand moved down her stomach, going to the hem of her dress, then slipping underneath it. India’s hand once again shot out, slapping his shoulder then pushing him away from her.
“Didn’t I just tell you not to hit—”
“Yo’ hand. You said don’t hit your hand which I didn’t. Now come on. I’m not about to play with you, Jay’Shawn. Come on now. You was just rushing me to leave,” India whined as he grabbed her around the waist pulling her body to his.
“We can stay in, watch a movie and order some food in. What you think?”
From the look on his face and in his eyes, she knew he was serious. He was just trying to get some good-good. India knew it and she didn't mind being locked in the apartment with him, especially since he would be leaving in a few days to go back home.
"We can do that but we not having sex."
Jay’s face scrunched up at her declaration.
"Well, shit, we might as well go out then."
Laughing, India pushed him down on the couch and then climbed into his lap. "Man shut the fuck up. I don't feel like going out now."
"Who the hell you tellin’ to shut up?" He raised a brow. He was ready for her ass to say you so he could drop her on the damn floor.
"Nobody. You wanna help me take off my dress?" India asked not about to fall into whatever trap he was trying to set her up for.
"Mmm hmmm," he replied as his mind played the different positions he was about to have her in once he took her dress off.
"Bet, yo’ ass do!” She got off of his lap, leaned down and pecked his lips. “I'll be right back." She left out of the living room.
Jay sat there stuck for a few seconds before he laughed it off. He had to admit it to himself they had been going at it nonstop since he had been there. For that reason alone, he was gonna give his shawdy a break, but come 12AM her ass was fair game.
“Indy, what you wanna eat?” He walked into the bedroom and flopped on the bed, and watched as she undressed.
“It don’t matter. We could call in something or I can whip some taco’s up if you gotta a taste for it." She volunteered as she pulled on a yellow beater then a pair of black shorts.
“Yeah, you can gone hook that up.” He pulled her onto him and then rolled on top of her.
“You gonna help?” India asked before puckering up her lips.
Staring at her for the longest time, he shook his head. He was never the lovey-dovey type but with India he didn’t mind it, and he honestly didn’t know how to feel about it, or the new found feelings he was having for her. Yeah, she most definitely had her hooks deep in him.
Chapter 8
Two Months Later
“Mmmm, Jay’Shawn, ooh baby.” India moaned out as she gripped the nape of his neck, grinding her pussy against his mouth and fingers. He sucked on her pearl as his fingers moved deeply inside her, stroking her sweet spot before rubbing her pelvis bone and pressing down.
The action had India feeling like she was actually getting fucked. Her hips were raised up off of the bed and her thighs began shaking as she began to squirt. Jay’Shawn’s fingers moved faster and his mouth sucked harder, causing India’s pleasurable cries to bounce off the bedroom walls. Her body gyrated violently just like he wanted it to. Removing his finger and mouth from her pussy, he quickly sat up.
Placing his erect dick at her opening, he thrust deep inside her pulsing body. Loving the feel of her pussy gripping and sucking him in deeper. Rolling India on her side, holding her right leg up, his pelvis slapped against her ass as he continued his pleasurable assault on her body. He kissed her calf and while holding her thigh he slid his down to her sex going to her sensitive clit. His fingers pressed against the little pearl rubbing.
“Ah, ah, ooh, sssss, noo. Oh, My God! Oh, My God, Oh! My God! Ooh, ooh, sssss, mmmm.” Biting into the sheets, India once again let out a string of muffled moans. Spitting out the sheet her forehead pressed into the mattress as she grabbed her hair. “Ooh, shit. Jay, ah, baby.” India was about to lose her damn mind from the constant pleasure gyrating through her body. Her pussy milked his dick faster as she once again came hard.
India didn’t know what the hell Jay’Shawn was taking, but his sex game had been on a new high as of lately.
“Ooh,” India moaned out as he rolled her body over once more.
Grabbing her hips, he raised her ass up in the air. Spreading her cheeks, he spit on her anus as he slapped his dick against her ass and smeared his spit over her hole. Spitting again, he stroked his dick a few times before lining it up with her anus. Feeling him there, India instinctively squeezed her ass tightly together.
“Nuh, uh, shawdy. You gotta relax. I got you, baby girl. Gon’ relax.” Jay’Shawn’s voice was calm but lustful as his fingers dug into her ass and lower back, massaging deeply. Doing so had India relaxing almost instantly, causing low moans to leave her mouth from the work of his fingers. Feeling her muscles loosen up, he leaned forward kissing her lower back before biting her left butt cheek.
India once again moaned while pushing her ass back. Smiling, he sat up, slapping her right cheek. Bringing his dick back to her anus and lining the tip with her hole. He fed her ass inch by inch until his pelvis was pressed flat against her ass. Pulling out, he repeated his movement until India started rolling her hips giving him the go. That was all he needed.
Jay’Shawn’s hips thrust into India’s ass as his nails dug into her skin, causing a friction of both pleasure and pain. The hard thrusts of his pelvis caused India to wanna meet him half way while shaking her ass, throwing it back on him. But Jay wasn’t having it tonight. His hips rotated, moving in a circular motion. Grabbing a handful of India’s hair, he pulled her up. Tilting her head back, his mouth went to her neck, sucking and biting at the skin as his hand went to her breasts, squeezing, pinching and pulling at her nipple.
India’s head lay back on his shoulder, her mouth parted as he bounced her on his dick. Her chest heaved up and down. Cry after cry left her mouth from his assault on her body.
Jay’Shawn was loving every bit of it as he pumped to get her off as well as himself. Spreading her legs he thrusts two fingers inside her pussy trying to find her sweet spot. It didn’t take him long to find it. Once his fingers hit it, India’s body jerked a bit harder and she gripped his wrist.
“No, no, no, ooh, ooh, Shawn, ooh.” Feeling the contraction of her pussy on his fingers, he picked up his pace, making India’s cries become louder as her body started to shake.
His pace became frantic, his hips jerking, pushing his dick harder inside her.
Once India’s ass muscles squeezed tighter around his dick, he lost his nut deep inside her ass at the same time she released her juices, coating his fingers.
Leaning forward on India, his lips pressed against her shoulder twice before he rolled over on his side bringing her with him. His hand began drawing invisible circles along her sweaty skin as his lips pressed against her sweat drenched neck and shoulder.
He wasn’t gonna let India fuck him like she had when they first met. Nope, he couldn’t. India’s ass had become too cocky after a while and he had to put her in her place and let her know who was running shit. As of lately, he’d been doing a helluva a job. He felt kinda bad for doing his baby girl like that, but he had to admit their sex was mind boggling.
India’s body was hot. She couldn’t move as she lay there panting heavily. He was most definitely laying pipe like no other. He simply could
n’t be out done.
India began to hate her cocky demeanor also, but at the same time she loved it for the simple fact she was never unsatisfied when it came to sex with him.
For the past two months after moving down to Memphis, Tenseness, their sex lives and everything in their personal lives was simply amazing. Everything felt as if it was moving way too fast then at the same time not fast enough. It was like they were in a honeymoon state, one that India didn’t want to ever end.
India rolled over to face him, throwing her leg over his. Neither said a word. Both speechless, they just stared at one another, still panting heavily.
Slowly their breathing started to even out, becoming in sync as they continued to stare at the other minutes longer.
“I love you,” both said at the same time. Thinking it coincidence, they laughed it off as nothing.
“I love you too,” again the pair spoke at the same time. Again they laughed.
Jay’Shawn being the first to get the feeling back in his body rolled on top of India. Staring down at her, he couldn’t think of any other woman to have in his life. He fell for India raw and hard and there was no going back for him. He wanted her, and the thought of someone else having her sent a string of violent thoughts to his head. Yeah, he had to lock shawdy down, and fast just in case she came to the realization this wasn’t what she wanted.
“Marry me—” As soon as those words left his mouth, India pushed him off of her, hopped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. Her reaction fucked him up and he became pissed until he heard her getting sick. Worried, he quickly jumped out of the bed and ran into the bathroom, thinking she might be sick from her body being dehydrated from their rough play.
