Page 24 of One Last Puck

We’d entered this industry around the same time, so I appreciated his come up.

“Thanks, Jax! You up next, my nigga. Keep grinding.” He glanced around, and I bobbed my head.

“Yeah. You know you might actually be more famous than me now,” I joked, and we burst out in laughter.

“Aye, can I introduce you to someone real quick?”

I searched for Faye, who was no longer next to me. I figured this would be a great connection for her to make. Maybe Kellon could appear on her show. I glanced around, searching the hallway until I spotted her in the corner talking to Braelon. Didn’t I tell this nigga to chill? My gaze narrowed.

“Aye, Kell, I gotta cut this short,” I said. “I’ll catch you later.”

“Aight.” He waved me off as I made my way over to Faye to shut this down.

Braelon was cool. I didn’t have any beef with him. He just set his eyes on the wrong girl.

“Faye!” I barked as I approached, stopping her in mid-laughter. “Can I holla at you for a second?”

She turned toward me. Surprise flickered across her face. The look on her face told me she knew what was up.

“Um… give me a second.”

Her eyebrows scrunched in confusion, and she turned around like she was about to continue talking to this nigga.

“Nah.” I gently grabbed her arm and pulled her away. Twenty-four hours or not, she had me fucked up.

“Jax, what are you doing?”

“Getting you out this nigga face.” I continued walking until I found an empty dressing room to duck off to.

“What was that, Faye?” I closed and locked the door behind us so we could have some privacy.

“What do you mean what was that? I was just talking to Braelon Jackson.” Faye folded her arms across her chest.

“Talking? He was flirting with you. What… You going to link with him later too?”

Faye rolled her eyes.

“If I want to, Jax. What’s the problem?”

“The problem?” I looked her upside her pretty ass head. “The problem is you just had my dick down your throat a few hours ago!”

“And? I thought we had an understanding, Jax. I’m single. That was just a one night thing.”

“And I thought I made it clear that this was more than that.”

“Jax, please. You barely know me! What more could it be?”

I closed the space between us, making her back up against the door. I knew she felt the same shit I felt brewing between us. It was written all over her face. She was scared. She’d been through a lot. She thought fucking random niggas would help her cope, but she needed me.

“These last twenty-four hours, you’ve made me feel things I’ve never felt before. I’m not used to this. I don’t get jealous, but something is tugging me toward you, making me want to fill all your empty pieces. Tell me you don’t feel it.”

I placed my hand on her chin and pulled her lips into mine. When she opened her mouth to let me in, I knew I was right. Her tongue wrapped around mine, and we shared a kiss before she pulled back.

“You’re crazy. You know that, right?” She gasped. Her body melted into mine.

“Maybe I am.”

I ran my hand up the spilt of her gown and pushing my hand between her thighs. She didn’t have on panties, and that pussy was wet for me.

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