What I Learned In L.A. (Sequel to What I learned at Hope Springs)

bad blood part 2

"I'm sorry baby." She said walking over to me. She looked at me pecking my lips, then taking the beer and sipping it. She was so sexy. "Don't be mad, I was joking." She said rubbing up against me. "Chill out." I said sternly, She knew she wasn't gonna sleep with me. She wanted to wait at least another month to see if Chris wanted anything to do with her. All this time consisted of us making out, and a whole lot of blue balls. I sipped some more beer, watching Jas as she shimmed through the kitchen prepping all of her ingredients.

"You think ya girl working tonight?" I asked her. She stale faced me. "She's off why?" "Call her over, I'm not gonna leave you here with my son alone to go see her." I said. If she wasn't gonna entertain me then I'd spend time with her friend.

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I opened the door as the dark skinned cutie walked in. "Hey Micheal." She said innocently. "Sup Star." I said hugging her. She wore black tights,a white crop top and Jordan's. She was so cute to me. "Hey Jas." She said waving shyly. "Hey baby." "What's going on?" She asked As I stared her down. "I just needed some company cause Jas is not paying attention to me." I said. "Micheal, don't say that, I have been paying attention to you." Jasmine said walking over to us. She grabbed Star's hand and my hand. Star smiled, She must be really attracted to Jasmine. I turned on some music, and begin my quest. Star had been over twice before once with Jasmine, the other without. She was all for sleeping with me but she didn't want to do it without Jas knowing. This was the best way for Jas and me to get what we both wanted. I sat on the couch pulling Star on my lap. She leaned in kissing me, then leaned over kissing Jas.

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Jasmine

I went upstairs to shower leaving Mike asleep on the couch, Star had already left and went home. I curled up in the bed thinking about what went down. I'm trying to make Micheal love me but he insists on treating me like a whore. Like he could just talk to me any way, treat me any way he wanted. All theses 3-somes lately, but mostly with him and Star doing everything, me just doing Star and not Micheal . I didn't want that, I never wanted that. Maybe, I should just sleep with him, so he would leave Star alone and focus on me. I sat up in bed and went downstairs. I've made up my mind that I'm gonna do it. I walked downstairs where Mike was passed out on the couch. "Baby." I said stroking the side of his face. He popped my hand and stuck his hand in his pants. "Mikey." I whispered lowly in his ear. "Fuck Britt what you want?" He asked rubbing himself. Was this Nigga really dreaming bout her right now.

I sighed, "Britt Bratt." He said grabbing my wrist. He was drunk, passed out drunk. "I'm sorry I hurt you, please come home. I only want you. I fucking love you. I don't want Jasmine." I shook my head, I wanted to wake him, and smack him, and curse him out but it wouldn't make a difference. He really thought I was her. He sat up almost falling back over. "Come here man." He said pulling me on his lap.

I didn't understand why my life was so horrible. With everything that's going on Brittany still gets the man, both of them. Well two could play at that game. Micheal wants Brittany, I'll give him Brittany. "Baby, why aren't you talking to me, you still hate me for raping you? Baby I'm sorry I made a mistake." I leaned in kissing him. "I love you Micheal." I moaned against his lips. He rubbed my body up and down helping me to take off his clothes and then mine. "Give me another baby Micheal." I said in his ear. I wanna make sure I get pregnant, but that's not all. Micheal needs to pay for what he doing. "You wanna another Jr.?" His words slurred. I slid down on him riding him. "Fuck B." He moaned out and I kept going if this works, he will go to jail and Brittany will have to live with the fact that Micheal gave me a baby. "I fucking hate you Micheal!" I yelled I was trying to make him get mad so he'd hit me. "Don't say that shit Brittany." He growled. "I do, I hate you." I said slapping him across the face. He looked at me almost like he was sobering up. He picked me up and laid me on the couch. "I know you like that rough shit baby." He said pounding into me. I'm not gonna lie it felt so good. "You're so stupid Micheal!" I yelled. "Shut the fuck up." He yelled grabbing my throat. I gagged as he continued to thrusts away inside me.