Chapter One: Part Six

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( YOJAIDA POV )

He picked me up, and put me on the counter.

I dont know why im doing this, I guess because im so hurt. And I need someone to love...

I grabbed him closer, and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

His fingers slithered up my body, and he took off my shirt. I unhooked my bra, and he kissed me on my neck.

He took his clothes off, and layed me on the long kitchen table.

“What was all that shit you were talking?”, he asked as he slowly went inside me.

“Fuccckk...”, I moaned in a sigh.

He grabbed my waist and moved my body with his.

“Diggy..”, I moaned.

“Shhh.”, he put his finger on my lips.

He went in deeper, and I moaned louder.

He held my hand, and we fucked for at least 30 minutes.

It was the best I ever had.

When we were done, he tounge kissed me again. “How was it?”

“Amazing.”, I think I started falling for him.

( YN POV )

“I cant believe you guys! A strip club? REALLY?”, I shouted.

Prince,Ray and Roc had their heads down in shame.

“It was Diggy fault though.”, Issa said.

“YOU dont need to be talking, mr. i-want-to-get-drunk!”

Issa rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”

“Is Prod back from the bath room, yet?”, Kayla asked.

“No, I dont think so.”, Mya said.

“I'll go check on him.”, Kayla got up, and went up stairs.

“She's never going to forgive me.”, Issa said sadly.

“You should've thought of that before you got drunk.”, Ray replied.

Mya walked up to him. “Your in the wrong too!”

Ray: “Im sorry, babe.”

She sat in his lap. “Its ok, I forgive you.” She gave him a kiss.

“I need one of those.”, Prince said. He slid next to Winnie.

She pushed him away. “No. Im not good enough for you, thats why yoi went to the stip club?”

“C'mon, babe. Quit acting that like that. You know you're perfect for me.”

Winnie started blushing but tried to hide hit.

He started tickling Winnie.

“Bae!”, she laughed. “Quiittt!”

All of a sudden, the doorbell rang.

“REALLY?” Ray started. “2:00 in the morning?!”

I got up to open the door. It was a girl with long brown hair, and glasses. “Hey. Um, im rebecca. Is prod here?”, she asked....

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