That's really how Cass n Saint be^^😩😩💙
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Cassie Davis
12:15am
Waking up to the sound of someone walking in the house, I jolted awake from my sleep. I immediately checked my phone reading the time.
"12:15." I mumbled to myself.
"Happy Birthday Cass. You up?" Saint asked.
"Yeah." I answered, sitting up on the couch.
"I'm home mama." He sighed.
"Bro...what took you so long?" I pouted, folding my arms.
"Bro?" He chuckled, sitting down next to me.
"Did I stutter?" I asked.
"I'm not ya bro Cassie. I'm ya nigga. Ya boo thang." He smiled, resting his hand on my thigh.
"Off of me." I hissed, swatting his hand away.
He took a deep breath. He knew damn well what he did. He was posed to be here a while ago. Talking bout he just had work and then he was gone come straight home.
"Okay...I know I came home late. I lost track of time and I'm sorry." He apologized.
"Mmhm." I murmured.
"Shawty...I'm here now. So why you still mad?" He asked.
"...what took you so long?" I asked.
"After work I popped in on my pops at the hotel he was staying in. We just sat there and talked. For hours...just catching up on shit." He admitted.
I was appreciative about the fact that he didn't lie. Or at least I thought he wasn't lying so I lightened up a bit.
"How'd that go?" I asked, turning towards him.
"It was aiii..." He sighed, putting his hands together and shrugging his shoulders.
"Well I'm glad y'all are connecting...but you was still posed to be home hours ago." I huffed.
"I know Cass I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He apologized, resting his hands on my stomach.
"Mmcht man..." I huffed, sucking my teeth.
"Let me make it up to you." He smiled, kissing on my stomach.
"How?" I asked, rolling my eyes.
"Don't worry about it ma..." He chuckled, pulling away from my belly and kissing on my neck.
"Man..." I chuckled, enjoying the feeling of him sucking and kissing on me. "You bet not do this shit again or next time, I'll uppercut you."
"I won't." He mumbled.
"So what you got planned for me?" I asked, slightly pushing him away.
"It's a surprise girl damn." He chuckled, trying to lean back in to kiss me.
"I'm not gone let you kiss on me until you tell me what you finna do." I smiled, pushing him away again.
"Aight...I'm gone take ya ass to Chuck. E. Cheeses. Have you run around with them luh kids in the ball pit and shit. You happy?" He admitted.
"...I know your not serious so I'm not gone say nun but...Saint you better show out for my birthday like you did when we were in High School." I laughed.
He put a small smirk on his face shrugging his shoulders, leaning back towards me and kissing on me once again.
I rested my hands on the top of his head, watching him move lower and lower down on my chest. He shifted in his seat, now hovering over me then placed his hands under my shirt.
"We not gone get far." I chuckled, watching him kiss just above my stomach.
"How much you wanna bet?" He asked, cupping my bare breasts in his hands.
I took a deep breath, laying my head back and feeling him suck on my chest.
"Ooo baby be careful." I moaned, warning him to be aware of my stomach.
"Don't worry." He mumbled, pulling away.
Lowering down on my body, he opened up my legs, sliding my shorts off of me. I started breathing rapidly becoming more and more nervous by the minute.
"You good?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm fine." I nodded.
He nodded his head proceeding to slide my panties off and play with my clit. From that alone, I felt like I was gonna cum because we hadn't done this in so long. I couldn't stop squirming so he decided to hold me down by my legs.
"Fuck." I moaned, struggling to keep still.
"You tryna...?" he asked.
I nodded my head, watching as he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans.
"Please just go really slow." I pleaded.
He nodded his head, pulling out his erection. It was crazy we couldn't last 9 months without fucking at least once every two months. We were both freaks.
Just as he was about to put it in, I bit my bottom lip and all of a sudden became hungrier than a mother fucka.
I pushed his forehead with my foot, causing him to immediately flash me a look.
"Fuck you do that for?" He spat.
"Wait...wait...I'm hungry." I admitted, slightly smiling.
"My nigga we was in the middle of- and then you just- pussy wet, dick hard and you decide you wanna eat?!" He exclaimed.
I shrugged my shoulders sitting up on the couch, grabbing my panties and sliding them back on.
"Whatchu finna make me?" I asked.
"Nah cause now you got me fucked up." He huffed, putting his dick back in his boxers.
"Saint I'm sorry." I chuckled, leaving the living room. "I crave shit randomly. Like I will literally have to stop in the middle of what I'm doing to gone head and eat."
"Man just wait till that baby pop out. You gone be singing a different ass tune next time. Watch." He said, following me into the kitchen.
"Yeah I know." I shrugged, opening up the freezer and pulling out a bunch of different ice creams we'd gotten. "You want some?"
"Yeah." He nodded.
"Okay." I responded, pulling out a bowl for him.
"Nah...I don't want a bowl." He mumbled, walking over to me.
"Okay so a cup?" I asked.
"Nah." He laughed.
"I know you not bout to eat it out the container witcha fat self." I laughed, fixing my self some.
"Nah. I want you to spread it on ya body and let me lick it up." He smirked, pulling me in to him by my waist from behind.
"Here we go again." I laughed, rolling my eyes.
"This drip gotchu in heat, just jump in baby girl hop on this dick." He sang.
"Ew you can't sing for shit. Stop it." I gagged.
"Man...suck my dick bruh. Yeah I could." He argued, letting go of me.
"Oh yeah? Where and when papi?" I asked, suddenly changing the tone of the conversation.
"You not gone do it." He huffed, rolling his eyes.
"Oh word?" I scoffed, putting the ice cream container and the bowl I fixed myself in the freezer.
"You for serious?" He asked excidedly rubbing his hands together.
Putting my hair up into a high ponytail, I looked him dead in the eye.
"Does it look like I'm playing?" I asked.
"Ahhhh shit!" He squealed, scurrying out of the room and down the hall.
"Wait for me damn it!" I huffed, trying to keep up with him.
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Next day, 3:00pm
Watching as Saint, threw a shirt over his head, pulled it down then put on a hoodie, I couldn't help but feel sad.
"Here you go leaving me again" I sighed, laying back in bed.
"I'm sorry boo. My manager just called. Unexpected publicity shit. Just to get my face out there. I swear this shit really do be tiring. I wouldn't dead you on ya glow day like that and you know this." He explained.
"I know you wouldn't" I sighed once again, hugging one of the pillows that laid next to me.
"I'm sure I'll be back in time for ya dinner. Then later on I got some shit planned for you. Its gone be all that, you heard?" He assured me.
"Alright." I smiled, letting my dimples show.
"See...ya luh smile makes me wanna tell my manager to fuck off and let me stay home." He smiled back, walking up to me sitting on the bed and kissing my forehead.
"Boy if you don't gone head and go to work. I got shit to do today anyways." I smiled.
"What you got to do today?" He asked.
"Well for one I have to meet with my agent in about two hours to-" I explained cutting myself off when I noticed the confused look on his face. "Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you! My agent found me a gig."
"Aw shit that's what's crackin." He squealed, lightly tapping my shoulder.
"Yeah." I blushed.
"Whatchu finna be modeling? Some panties and bras and shit? You gone be modeling some thongs right? The ones that be all the way up in ya ass crack?" He questioned excitedly.
"Slow ya role homeboy. I ain't doing playboy." I cackled.
"Then what is you gone do girl?" He asked eagerly.
"Maternity clothes." I answered.
"Maternity clothes?" He questioned, taken back.
"Yeah? You know...clothes designed specially for pregnant moms." I chuckled, confusingly pulling up examples on my phone.
"They have clothes for that?" He asked. "They look ugly, the fuck?"
"Yes Saint." I huffed rolling my eyes. "But this brand is better. It's more fashionable."
"I doubt that but you still probably gone make em look sexy." He smiled.
"Thanks babe." I smiled back, rolling my eyes. I know he meant well. He just didn't know how express it.
"So when you finna do them bikini shoots?" He asked.
"Boy I don't know." I laughed. "Give it some time. Wait til we have this baby." I chuckled.
"I swear soon as you start taking nem flicks, I'm hangin em up in my closet. And when you on vacation or some shit and I'm home alone you don't even gotta send me nudes or nun." He winked.
"You nasty..." I laughed.
"You know the vibes." He smiled, leaning in to kiss me on the forehead once again. "See you later."
"See you later papa." I sighed, watching him leave the room. As he did, he touched the top of the door frame as if he were in high school.
Rolling my eyes and laughing at his gesture, I got up out of bed walking into our master bathroom.
After showering and brushing my teeth, I threw on a cute bodycon dress with some sneakers, a dark blue denim jacket then I threw my hair up into a high bun.
Today I was meeting with my agent and she was gonna introduce me to some of the designers today. I was hella excited and couldn't wait to fully launch my new career.
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