Page 31 of On Everything
Jas bounced her shoulders as she passed by me on my search for Ciara. She was sucking on what looked like a chocolate milk popsicle now and she popped her lips on the tip of it.
“Hov, it’s been a couple of months. What you about to get into now?”
She circled the tip of the popsicle with her tongue.
“Get back to the business.”
“So much business that you don’t have five minutes for me?”
As much as I hated to be seduced by a bitch, to make me fuck with them, sometimes that shit worked. No matter how much control I try to have, my dick makes a lot of that go out of the window at times. Because I know how her mouth feels and how quickly she can make me nut, I could give her a little of my time.
“Come to my car. It’s around the block.”
“Okay, I’ll be back.”
She told her homegirls who was eating this shit up. These hoes better not go talking my business.
Me and Jas walked over to Noble Street hopped in my car, and she was climbing over the passenger seat before I could shutmy door. Once I did, the car went dark on the inside from my illegal tint on my windows. She took a scrunchie from her wrist and then sat up on her knees to put it in a ponytail.
When Jas took my dick out of my boxers, she worshipped it for a second with soft kisses and tapping it all over her face. I enjoyed when bitches worshipped my dick. After all, it deserves to be worshipped. I know exactly what I’m doing with the pussy.
“Damn Hov, I always have to figure out how to get it all into my mouth.”
“You know it has to go inside your throat. Get to it, I don’t have all fuckin’ day.”
I guided her head down on my dick, and the warmness of her mouth instantly had me licking my lips. My head leaned back, and Jas started showing why she was one of my favorite eaters. She only gagged just a little as I passed up her tonsils. With each bobble of her head and the lip pops on the tip, I got harder and harder. So hard that I actually wanted to fuck, but not her. Somebody else. Ciara’s pretty thick ass.
Jas gripped my shorts and took me all the way inside her mouth, suctioning my dick in a rhythmic form that made me shoot nut into her throat. She looked up at me, smiling as she took two big gulps to swallow the seeds I gave her.
“Alright, appreciate you, but I’m about to roll.”
“Unh Unh. I know you don’t think I’m about to walk back around the corner by myself, and it’s dark out here. Take me to the end of the block at least.”
“I’m not going back that way, that’s where the traffic is.”
“Well, at least walk me halfway.”
I smacked my lips. “Alright, come on. Hop out.”
I told her ass. I didn’t want to walk with her, but she my right hand’s little sister. I can’t let shit happen to her after leaving me. Crew may actually never forgive me for that shit. Shit, he doesn’t even know I been knocking his sister down all these years.
Once Jas and I hopped out the car, she took the scrunchie out of her weave, and I made sure my pants were zipped up before tugging at the bottom of my shirt. As soon as my foot hit the concrete on the sidewalk, I saw Ciara, who had already spotted me and was shaking her head.
“Fuck.”
“What’s wrong, boo?”
Jas questioned me, rubbing my nut out the corners of her mouth in her camera.
“Nothing, just come on. I got somewhere to be.”
I watched the bus door close with Ciara on board. If my dick wasn’t so thirsty to get sucked, she would’ve been the passenger in the Bentley instead of that filthy ass bus.
This is my last time fucking with any bitch before I get her. That's the only way it will happen. Ciara is obviously not thirsty for me and that alone might make getting her ass harder.
Chapter 8
Ciara
