His back leaned against the plush, crimson sofa, gazing at the TV playing 'Brown Sugar' his deep brown eyes fixed on the white pages filled with flowing lyrics penned with a matching jet-black pen. Each witty wordplay and clever double entendre was inked onto the paper with grace, the button atop the pen clicked by his thumb. As he exhaled a cloud of smoke from his full lips, the blunt between his fingers, a fresh lyric popped into his head and he hastily jotted it down.
"Hey, Jo-Vaughn." Kiara greeted him with a warm smile, taking a seat next to him.
"Have you talked to Senna lately?" She mentioned to him, slouching against the couch to get comfortable.
"No, she cheated on me remember?" He shot back, his tone laced with annoyance.
"You do know that was lie right?" Kiara replied, taking a puff from the blunt that was passed to her.
It's been months since since Jo-Vaughn has talked to his ex, Senna. The former couple broke up because someone told him that she cheated on her but that was a lie.
His eyes widened in shock as his ears perked up, "A lie? Who said it?" He asked her, shutting his notebook close.
"It was me but—" Kiara was cut off by Jo-Vaughn raising from the couch, storming out of the door. Shutting the door behind him.
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Jo-Vaughn approached the door with his knuckles gently hitting the door, The door slowly swung open to reveal his ex-girlfriend, she stepped aside to let him as he closed the door behind him, "Can we talk?" he asked her.
"I don't want to talk to you right now Jo-Vaughn." Senna snapped, her tone laced with annoyance.
"I understand if you don't want to see my face but I should've believed you in the first place." Jo-Vaughn explained, looming toward her.
Senna's eyes widened in surprise at his words. She had been hurt when he broke up with her without even hearing her side of the story, and she had been trying to move on ever since. But now, with him standing in front of her, admitting his mistake, she felt a glimmer of hope.
"I didn't cheat on you, Jo-Vaughn," Senna said softly, looking him in the eyes. "I would never do that to you."
"I know, and I'm sorry for not believing you," Jo-Vaughn replied, his voice filled with regret. "I let my pride get in the way and I messed up. But I still care about you, Senna. I always have."
Senna hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. "I care about you too, Jo-Vaughn," she said, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "But we have a lot to talk about if we're going to try and make this work again."
Jo-Vaughn nodded eagerly, relief flooding through him. He knew it wouldn't be easy to rebuild their relationship, but he was willing to try. His hands cupped her face as the couple leaned in for a passionate kiss.
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She nestled her cheek onto his shoulder, gyrating her hips against him as he held her steady. Looping her arms around his neck, she buried her face in the crook of his neck. His bare back pressed against the headboard as her moans echoed through the room. His body shook with each thrust, his hand tugging at her hair. "Oh, Jo-Vaughn!" Senna gasped, their lips meeting in a wet kiss. His thumb circled her clit, causing her to soak the sheets with her essence.
She dug her nails into his shoulder blades, tears streaming down her face. "Let me see you," he whispered as they moved together. Her eyes closed and she whimpered, "Oh my god!" Her lips found his as he groaned her name. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, feeling her wetness envelope him. "Is this pussy still mine?" He hummed, He couldn't help but moan as he smacked her backside, "Yes, it's still yoursss." the sound echoing through the room. They moved in rhythm, their skin slapping together as he took her mercilessly.
Gasping for air, she urged him on, her fingers clenching the soft pillows until they tore apart. Each time he thrust, he hit her G-spot with such force that the bed shook violently. He groaned deeply, grasping the headboard to continue hitting that same spot repeatedly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body and causing her toes to curl. The couple let out a chorus of moans as he vowed to keep going. "Your pussy is fuckin' good," he moaned deeply, throwing his head back and moaning. She called out his name, "Jo-Vaughn, don't stop," and he obliged, drilling into her with even more fervor.
With eager anticipation, he drew her delicate nipple into his mouth, using his other hand to massage her breast in firm, circular motions. The sensation of her nipple hardening against his fingers sent shivers down his spine as he pulled at it roughly. Wetness gathered on his lap as he sucked around her areola, each stroke eliciting a new moan from her lips. With a loud cry, "I'm going to come...oh, fuck!" Senna's body convulsed against his, their hips moving in perfect harmony. He held her neck gently as their lips met in a messy, passionate kiss, her moans filling the air. As she reached her peak, her essence left a trail on the base of his shaft, a testament to their deep connection.
The couple finally reached the peak, their bodies still intertwined as they both found release. She came undone around him while Jo-Vaughn pulled out of her and came onto her stomach. He gently placed her beside him, both of them panting heavily as the air in the room thickened with their desire. "You belong to me," she chirped teasingly, her voice filled with joy. He responded with a soft hum as he tenderly kissed her lips, his body spent and drained. Embracing her tightly against his bare chest, he whispered, "I'm yours forever."
