HOLD IT IN [Submission Book 1] 18+

lazy daze and memories

"It's perfect for the space, when are you throwing a house warming party?" she says while walking to the sink and turning the faucet on. She starts doing my dishes. 

"Soon, I was waiting for some of my furniture to come, now that it's here I'm thinking in a weekend or two." I stretch out on the couch before rolling off and onto the floor. "I hope someone gifts me a rug, a big one." I say taking in all the empty space. "And a coffee table." I stand to join her in the kitchen. 

"Noted," she says as she starts loading my dish washer. "Are you going to invite mom?" She asks and glances at me while dropping a spoon in the bin. 

"Maybe, maybe not. I haven't decided, I told dad about the place and he wants to come visit." She spares another glance at me and and purses her lips. "Exactly," I say and grab the remote for my speaker, turning on some music. 

If I'm going to clean I'm going to need some motivation. 

"It's been awhile, maybe they'll behave after not seeing each other since last Christmas." She says louder, talking over the music.

"I don't know if I want to use my house warming as a gage, they might embarrass me!" I shake my head as she laughs, I head to my room to start picking up. 

My home smells like lavender mixed with fresh linen and is spotless when Jade fires up the blunt. I sip the homemade mimosa and relax into the cushions of my couch. We smoke as I tell her what happened at the club and also about the new job opportunity I should be starting soon. 

She calls me on my shit, disappointed that I let Lori get under my skin. She always ends on a positive note though and tells me she hopes I get the new gig and how things always work out for me so I shouldn't worry. 

Nadia hasn't text me. I think to myself as I check my messages and pass the blunt back to Jade. It's been a week since we had lunch together.

Jade inhales a few times, sucking in the smoke before releasing slowly through her nose. She's been smoking since we were 15 and although I smoke socially it never became a daily habit for me. Jade on the other hand smokes multiples, every, single day. Maybe that's why she's so calm all the time. 

I take the blunt when she offers and take a couple puffs, inhaling deeper than I know I should. I cough harshly and grab on to my tank top, clutching my chest. 

Jade laughs at my discomfort, "such a light weight." she comments while rolling her eyes. I flick her off as I finally catch my breath. I hit the blunt once more before passing it back. 

"Your tolerance is just high, I am not a junkie." I tease and she narrows her eyes at me in offense.

"Yea well maybe you should be, maybe then you wouldn't spazz out the moment someone raises their voice at you." She responds while tilting her head.

"Fuck youuuu," I say and she laughs. 

We both pick up our phones and scroll, passing the blunt between each other, she shows me funny TikTok's that has both of us on the floor in fits of laughter. 

"Stop, stop stopppp," I beg as she reenacts the video, tears are falling from my eyes and I'm gripping my stomach as it aches. "Oh my God, please..." I beg rolling over on to my tummy and catching my breath. 

"No, that's crazy," she wipes her eye and then freezes. I lay my head on my crossed arms, watching her. 

"What is it?" I ask.

"There's a party tonight and look," she shows me the flyer. "Look who's hosting."

I take the phone in my hand and squint my eyes at the screen, "what the fuckkkkk. He's back?" I make a face as I zoom in on the photo. 

It's Devin, MY Devin. Well, he's not mine anymore but damn he used to be. He's still as handsome as I remember, his strong arms crossed over his chest, tatted sleeves decorating them. He's bigger now, more muscular, I notice the way his clothes stretch over him. I take in the way his hazel eyes are glowing and how his full lips spread as he gives the camera a notorious smirk.

His kisses are wet, sloppy, as he sucks on my lips and shoves his tongue in my mouth. My hands are tugging on his braids as I kiss him back. I gasp into his mouth as he picks me up, locking my legs around his waist and laying us on his bed. His hands roam my body, squeezing my breast, the other grabbing my ass. His lips find my jaw where he kisses and nips at my skin, I'm melting in his hands, my legs falling open. 

He tugs on my panties until they snap, I moan for him, my chest rising and falling quickly as he settles on top of me. His hazel gaze finds mine and he gives my lips another peck. I flick my tongue against his lips and he bites his bottom one, grabbing his dick in his hand and stroking it. He braces himself on one arm. 

"You love me?" he whispers in my ear as he settles between my legs, rubbing the head of his hardened member through my wet folds. I moan when the tip brushes my clit. 

"Yessssss," I hiss as he slides deep inside me, my arms wrapping around his neck.  

Shaking my head I drop the phone as if it burns me, it's loud as it hits the floor. 

"Bitch," my sister curses and snatches her phone off the floor. "You break, you buy." She turns the phone over in her hand checking for damage.

"My bad," I say and swallow, trying to shake off the very vivid flash back. "We should go," I say and my skin erupts in goosebumps. 

"I don't know, you act like you've seen a ghost, are you sure you're ready to see him again?" She finishes her mimosa and stands up. 

I find the flyer on my phone and swipe to see his face again, the way my heart races in my chest let's me know it's not a good idea, but still I say "I'm sure."