I bit my lip

"Thats sound" i said

I could feel him smiling alot.

Oh shit!! I rembered that i didnt text Alex and she was probably worried about me.

I turned my phone of waiting to text her.

"At aubreys im okay.. ill be there tomorrow first thing in the morning" i lied.

"Ayy no phones" david said.

"Sorry i forgot" i replied.

During the car ride it was silent, the only thing cutting through it like a knife was the music.

It was N.W.A (straight outta compton)

"You still jamming to that old shit?" I said laughing.

"This ma song what you talm bout" he said laughing with me.

It felt good but it didnt feel real.

"Bruh frfr turn that shit down, put some real Jay-Z" i said to him

"You trippin" he replied.

Even tho we disagreed to eachothers music taste it was still fun. As we got to the luxurious hotel.

He opened the doors for me and we waited at the reception.

"We got some lovers up in here" the receptionist said, she had big luxous blond curls. She was caucasian and looked like those women who get abused by they alcoholic husbands and ended up pregnant but end up having an abortion in unsafe, cheap clinics working at 4 different jobs trying to survive.. and one of them definatley being a prostitute

David smiled at her.

I was surprised she got a job at an expensive place like this one.. she probably gave the manager a blow job or sum shit to get into it.

And trust me.. my first impressions are never wrong.

"How many nights yall staying?" She asked with her country accent

"One" david said

"Alright this your key the room is upstairs 134, and heres the wifi" she said smiling.

David gave her more money then what she was supposed to get

"Thank you kind sir" she said to him

Despite everything she seemed nice.

As me and David reached the elavator i grabbed his hand tighter.

"That was nice" i whispered to him

"What was?" He asked smiling

"Ight u been big headed now" i said laughing.

He grabbed to fresh bottles of champagne from the service worker walking by.

And we rode our way to room 134

Right before we put the bottles down this nigga done just picked me up and kissed me, i was turned on already.

I bit his lip, letting him put me on the bed, he slowly took my jeans off and my shirt and quickly ran back to the kissing.

I grabbed him by his back pulling him closer in between me.

He slowly took his shirt of and pants, damn that six pack had me in the mood

We accidentally knocked the vase next to us and continued holding eachother

He grabbed my ass tight and slowly left a trail of kisses down my neck i sat on him as he layed down.

As he pulled his dick in me i let out a soft moan.

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