“Shittttt... Ryaan, don’t stopp...”
I bit into my soft lips, as Ryan lapped at my pussy in fast, gentle licks, slow twirls, and didn’t hesitate once my juices started flowing. Ryan was definitely driving me crazy, no doubt about that. He knew so well the ways to treat my body physically that I couldn’t deny it even if I tried.
“Do you love me?” he questioned me, pushing his two fingers deeper and deeper inside.
I couldn’t reply, because I was too caught up in the wild moment.
“Answer me baby!” he demanded, speeding up his motions.
Faster and faster.
Damn, he was good!
“I love youuuu....Uhhh...”
“That’s good, baby. You know daddy loves you, too. And I’m going to always take care of you,” he said, before I felt his wet tongue back on my pussy.
***
“Moni, guess what?!” I screamed.
“What!?” Monique said impatiently. I’m sorry I kept her waiting long, but Ryan was making me feel so good, I just couldn’t resist allowing him to do whatever he wanted to do to me. I loved him.
“Me and Ryan are back ON!” I giggled. I was glad we were back together. I trusted him, and I knew he was always going to be there for me despite all the dirty things he had done to me. But I had faith in my man. However, from the facial expressions that were currently on Monique’s face, I could tell she was not happy, at all.
“Monique, ain’t you gonna say something?’ I asked her eagerly, wanting her to at least say something.
“Congrats. Let’s leave now,” she snapped, but I needed to say goodbye to my man before I left this club.
“Yeah, soon. Just need to quickly talk to my bae,” I told her, quickly walking away from her to find my man.
“Hurry up!” I heard her shout angrily behind me.
I eventually found him, standing exactly where I had left him, outside the male’s restroom entrance. I smiled at him, as he came closer to me. I had to tell him that it was time for Monique and I to leave.
“I’ve gotta go baby... Moni wants to leave.”
“Nah, stay with me tonight, baby. I want you in my arms all night,” he gently whispered in my ear before placing his soft lips on mine. His tongue began to dance with mine, only to start a dance that was getting freakier and freakier by the minute.
I didn’t realize that we had been kissing each other for quite a while until I felt someone pull me by my arms and before I knew it, I was pulled out the club.
“Get the fuck off me, Monique!” I shouted angrily. What the hell was she playing at? I was spending some time with my man, and she was ruining everything.
“You know what, Jessica?! Fuck you! Do what you fucking like and when he breaks your fucking heart, don’t be fucking running back to me!” she shouted loudly at me. I didn’t care what she thought. Ryan was made for me. Why else would he want me so badly?
“Look, Jessica. You don’t need Ryan. There are plenty other men that would be lucky to have you in their life. You don’t need Ryan, you never did, babe. He’s just a burden which you don’t need. Please listen to me!”
She was trying to stop me from being with my man, but I wasn’t going to listen to her. Only because I knew that she was wrong. Ryan loved me. He made a few mistakes and I’m willing to move on from them.
I rolled my eyes at her, sucked my teeth rudely and placed my hands on my hips, not caring what she thought.
Monique walked away from me and to be honest, I didn’t care. She clearly wasn’t going to support me, despite the fact that she calls me her “best friend.” She can go away. I don’t care. What she needs is a man because she’s fucking boring, annoying and rude.
I made my way back inside the club, only to see my man standing waiting for me. Even far away he was still looking so damn fine. He had on black Armani jeans, a black leather jacket with a white fitted shirt inside.
My sexy man.
He walked towards me, grabbed hold of my waist and pulled me closer to him.
“So, I guess you’re spending the night with me tonight, baby,” he informed me, clearly happy that he had me all to himself.
“I’m all yours tonight, Ryan,” I nodded and watched as he lifted one hand to my chin, to lock my lips to his, while his other hand was squeezing tightly on my ass.
Damn... He knew that shit turned me on.
~ 2 ~
~ Jessica ~
“She’s not talking to me, Ryan. It’s already worse that she hates you, but now she’s just avoiding me around our apartment,” I told Ryan over the phone.
Last night I went home with Ryan. We left my car at the club parking lot and took his. Let’s just say that we had one nice makeup sex session last night. We only had one round because after our first, he was knocked out. I guessed that pussy put his ass to sleep. But while we were sexing, he didn’t hold anything back, and I didn’t either. We really went all the way last night and he didn’t fail to make me climax. I was truly in paradise.
“Baby, give her a chance to get used to the idea that we’re back together. She needs to understand that we’re staying together and she needs to respect your wishes. I’m sure you’ll be talking to each other by tomorrow.”
I was surprised but happy at how understanding he was being.
***
I couldn’t believe her. She still wasn’t talking to me. She had been keeping herself locked up in her bedroom so that she could avoiding having a proper conversation with me. She cooked a nice meal that she knew I would enjoy, and purposely left no food for me.
I hadn’t even done shit to her. All I did was get back with the man I love. Was that a crime now?
Well, it was time for me to do something about this whole situation. She thought that avoiding me would make everything go away. That wasn’t the case at all. We needed to talk.
I slowly pulled back my purple bed covers and got out of bed. It was time for my best friend to get over what little issue she had with my boyfriend. Enough was enough.
I left my bedroom before walking to the baby pink door opposite me. Gently, I knocked on her door, praying that she wouldn’t ignore me, or worse, turn me away.
“Monique,” I called out to her. “Can we talk please?”
I could already tell that she was thinking about whether or not she should let me inside. But I wasn’t going anywhere until she let me in.
“Come in,” she replied reluctantly. It was clear to me that she didn’t want to have this conversation with me; however, it had to be done.
I turned the silver door knob before entering into her bedroom, taking my time.
She was sitting on the edge of her peach double bed. Her head was down, looking at the carpeted floor below her. Her arms were crossed across her black jersey and her legs were hanging off her bed. On the left side of her bed, close to her, I could see a thick, pink vibrator and my eyes instantly widened with curiosity.
“Monique Isabella Williams,” I smirked at her, gently closing her bedroom door behind me. “You little freak.”
“I met someone,” she announced calmly. “Yesterday, at the club when I realized you left me with no car, I went back to the bar. There he was and he was checking me out. Before I knew it we were dancing on the dance floor together, I was grinding on him and then left the club with him to get a lift home. His name was Tremaine,” she sighed deeply.
It was obvious that something had gone down between the two of them. I mean, come on... She had been using her vibrator to try to relieve herself because of this mysterious Tremaine. Just by his name alone he sounded handsome, seductive and very, very sexy. Maybe she went home with him last night and finally got some!
“Wait... Did you guys fu-”
“No Jess,” she quickly interrupted my excitement. “He tried to seduce me though. In his Ferrari. He was kissing on my neck... stroking my legs... then we started dry humping.”
Ferrari? Boy, he must be rich. And he tried to seduce her? Dry humping?
Damn, he must have wanted her badly. Oooooo, finally some action for my girl.
“Wow! Ferrari? Damn, Monique. Girl, is he fine? Actually... wait, don’t answer that, he must be fine if you even decided to leave the club with him.” I grinned at her, very happy at what had happened. “Did he make you cum?” I questioned her, eager to know how Tremaine tried to seduce my girl and succeeded. I wanted to meet this guy already.
“Yes,” she said shyly. I could see a slight smile forming across her face. He must have made her feel good. I want to meet this guy ASAP!
“Yes! Monique finally has a maaaaan!” I sang happily. This was making my day so much better, but I already knew it was just going to get better and better.
“No, Jess, he’s a complete stranger. A jerk, too. Can you believe he treated me like some side chick after he made me climax? He told me to leave his car! That jerk! And none of this would have happened if you hadn’t left me in the club by myself.” She responded sternly. But I never left her, she walked away!
“You walked away from me. I didn’t leave you, Monique!”
“Yes you did. You left me for your stupid, idiotic boyfriend!” she shouted, getting angrier with me.
I didn’t come here to fight. I just wanted my best friend back. I missed her.
“Listen, I’m sorry Monique, but me and Ryan were made for each other and there’s nothing you can do about it,” I informed her reluctantly. I hated it when we argued.
“K.”
“Right.”
“I’m not apologizing for being honest,” she explained, making sure that I knew that she wasn’t going to say sorry for yesterday night and all she said about Ryan not being the one for me.
“It’s alright, you were angry I guess...”
“Yeah, I really was.”
“Let me make it up to you, and prove to you that Ryan and I are good together.”
“And how do you plan to do that?” she questioned me, intrigued that I planned to prove that Ryan was the one for me.
“Let’s have a small party,” I smiled at her, hoping she would agree. She had to agree anyway.
I had already invited a few friends over.
“Ahhh, you’re so funny, Jess,” Monique began to chuckle loudly. She didn’t think I was serious.
I kept silent and stayed straight faced, looking directly at Monique. This party was happening, whether she liked it or not. I owned half of this apartment.
“Oh, you’re serious?” she stared straight back at me. Her face was no longer looking amused, but worried.
“Yep, well...” I suddenly grew a guilty look on my face. I should have told her before I decided to plan the party, but I was bored and I needed to do something. She wasn’t talking to me and I needed company.
“Jess, don’t tell me you’ve already invited people?”
“Only ten.” Well, roughly about ten people were going to come and help me set up. The real number of people that had been invited?
I officially had no clue.
“Jess!” Oh great, she’s mad.
“Cheer up, Moni! It will be fun!” I exclaimed, very excited for my party. This was going to be a great way to start off my Saturday. Absolutely fantastic! Everyone was going to come round, have a few drinks, dance and just enjoy life! Ryan was going to bring a few of his friends, too. I just couldn’t wait.
***
“Damn girl, keep going... Just like that,” Ryan whispered sweetly in my ear, his arms tightly wrapped around my waist, while we danced together. As far as I was concerned, I was having the time of my life right now. Grinding my ass on Ryan sexually and feeling his big friend down there grow with excitement was making me feel good. To know that all these people had turned up at my apartment, to party with me was making me feel good. Even Monique was happy... kind of.
However, once our apartment started getting fuller and fuller, her anger was definitely growing. I could see it on her pretty face. Those eyes were rolling and her nostrils was flaring. And when that fine piece of chocolate stepped through the door, she was absolutely furious.
Tremaine was his name, she said. And boy oh boy, he was... beautiful. Tall and sexy with a chocolate skin complexion and freshly waved head. And those eyes... damn! He even came shirtless, allowing every single girl at my party to see that very attractive muscular physique of his. Those abs… Lord give me the strength to remain cool.
“Trey man! It’s been a minute. Glad you could make it but... Why did you come shirtless, man?” Ryan greeted Tremaine, but he just had to ask about why he came shirtless.
“It’s hot, that’s why,” Tremaine smirked at Ryan. He had some girl by his side. She was blonde and clinging onto him for dear life. I could already tell by the way she was stuck to his side that she was one thirsty chick who he probably couldn’t shake off.
“Whatever you say, man. Trey, meet my girl Jess. Jess, meet my boy Trey.” Ryan introduced us, happy that I was meeting his boy. I never knew Ryan had a friend as fine as this! Damn, I sure would leave Ryan in a heartbeat for this sexy man. But he was Monique’s man now.
“Nice to meet you, Trey.”
“Nice to meet you too, Jess.”
It didn’t take long for Tremaine’s eyes to wander off to Monique’s. She was sitting on our couch talking to one of Ryan’s friends. I could tell she was trying to avoid eye contact with him, but she was failing... badly. She looked slightly angry, but I knew she was trying her best to stay calm.
Everything seemed cool with Monique, until Ash, one of my close model friends, broke her vase. And it wasn’t just any old vase it was Monique’s “sacred” vase. Honestly, the vase wasn’t even all that. I was thinking and praying of how I could get rid of that ugly vase for months. Now that Ashley had accidentally knocked it over, my prayers had finally been answered.
She tried to keep her cool, even though I could see the frustration and anger in her face. Then once the doorbell rang again and more people started rolling through the door, Monique had clearly had enough. She came to confront me in the living room, not caring about creating a scene.
“Jess, why are there so many people here and why is Tremaine here?!” she shouted at me.
The reason why so many people were here right now was because I, Jessica Carter, was one very popular lady. Being a model allowed me to get new, fabulous, free clothes and shoes. However, the best thing that modelling gave me was to constantly make new friends. And everyone knew I loved making new friends.
It’s not my fault that everyone decided to come. Someone posted it all over twitter and now our apartment was packed full.
“Not my fault, it’s all over twitter. I di-”
“Save it, Jess. I’m going to my room.” She stormed off, not even giving me a chance to explain myself. She never listened to me.
I then heard her slam her bedroom door, making sure that I knew she was upset with me. But I didn’t get why she was getting mad over a vase which could be replaced. Damn, she must have been on her period or something.
~ Ryan ~
“Monique’s mad with you?”
“Yeah... She’s not even listening to me, Ryan,” Jess sadly told me. I could see that Monique not talking to her was affecting her, but she didn’t need to sweat about it so much. Monique was crazy. I’m not surprised she hasn’t got a man yet. Who the hell would be able to handle such a feisty chick like her? Who would want to?
“Take your mind off her, baby. Dance with me,” I smirked at her, grabbing her by her waist, ready to take her towards the middle of the living room so I could feel that nice, round ass of hers on my dick.
“No... I’m not in the mood.”
“Why? Let me make you in the mood, baby,” I tried to convince her, placing my hands on her back and gently sliding my hands down to her firm ass, squeezing it tightly.
“No, Ryan,” she said sternly and by the facial expressions on her face, I could tell that I was getting nowhere.
“So you don’t want your man to make you in the
mood?” She was starting to annoy me now. One dance was all I wanted and she was acting childish.
“No. Ryan, I don’t want my man to make me in the mood,” she snapped.
Okay, I had no clue why she was acting strange right now. She knew she wanted me. I grabbed her by her arm and quickly pulled her behind me, heading straight for her bedroom. She was really playing right now if she thought that I wasn’t about to make her in the mood. I opened her door, pulled her inside and quickly shut the door behind her.
“Ryan sto-” I cut her words off and pinned her back against the door. My hands went straight for her curvy hips that were currently hidden underneath that sexy black bodycon skirt of hers. My lips quickly latched onto hers, our lips and our tongues beginning to hungrily smack and snake around each other’s. I knew she wanted me.
I began pulling her skirt up, so it was high above her thighs and just below her ass. I grabbed both her thighs, lifted her up and carried her over to her purple bed. Gently, I set her down, leaned my body even closer to hers and slowly climbed on top of her.
Our mouths were still connected, our tongues dancing together passionately, unable to break from each other. I felt her start to lift my shirt off my body, and just as I was about to lift her crop top off her body, a witch suddenly knocked on her door.
To say that this chick was a cock blocker was an understatement. She was an attention-seeking cock blocker. I don’t even know why Tremaine decided to stay with her. She’s too clingy, and too desperate for Trey’s love. Trey’s my boy and I knew that he would never ever love Tiffany. She was only good in bed. Trey’s exact words. And trust me, I’ve already sampled that pussy enough times to know that it’s bomb.
Jess pulled back away from lips, and I felt her hands leave my body.
“Ignore her baby, please,” I whispered in her ear, licking my lips at her before leaning down to softly kiss her neck.
~ Jess ~
I didn’t want to leave Ryan hanging but I had to. Besides, the chick that Tremaine had come with to my party had come knocking on my door, looking for him.
“Tremaine’s missing... I was wondering if you could please help me find him?”
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