"Mama come here and sit down, let's talk
A lot of niggas want my body white chalk, so I'm clutchin' on this forty, hold a hundred rounds." ~YNW Melly
"Boo you've been gone for like 3 hours." Jamell said as I walked back into my house.
"Where is everybody else? And why are you here?" I asked sliding my Air Force Ones off.
"Everybody went to my house." He said.
"Then why are you not with them?" I asked going into the kitchen. I got some Vanilla ice cream and put some peanut butter on it and grabbed a pickle.
"I wanted to make sure you came home safe, that's all."
"We needa talk tho." He said.
"About?" I asked.
"Us. We needa catch up." He said.
"There's no us." I said.
"I got questions tho nigga." He asked.
"Have you had any boyfriend's since we broke up?" He asked.
"You haven't had sex or anything?" He asked.
"No. I haven't had sex since that day I gave you head in your car." I said eating my ice cream. He got up and decided to start messaging my neck. Its a wonderful suggestion because I really needed it.
"You been doing good?" He asked still massaging my neck.
"Honestly n-no. I feel like I'm so alone." I said.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you all those months. But I'm here now and that's all that matters." He said kissing my neck, he hit the g-spot on my neck and started leaving a hickey.
"Shit j-jamell that's my spot." I moaned.
"I know." He whispered in my ear.
"I've been missing you baby. Every inch of you." He said leaving kisses all on my neck.
Control yourself destiny.
"C-Can you stop?" I moaned softly.
"Do you want me to stop? That's the question." He asked.