Page 7 of Giving Him Something He Can Feel

When I made it downstairs to the bar she was talking to her girl. Her sentence halted when she felt my hand on her ass. Yeah, I didn’t give one fuck that she was probably trying to get some play in here tonight. If she knew like I knew she should have been giving it to me.

In one swift motion she gripped my hand, lifting it from her pillow soft ass and tossed it at me as if it wasn’t attached to my body. Then she turned around with a mug plastered across her pretty ass face and just looked at me. Jo was fucking breathtaking, the type that belonged on the cover of somebodies magazine and she knew that. Two tone full lips,high godly cheekbones and eyes slanted slightly making her chocolate ass look almost oriental. Then she had this bushy, curly ass hair that she every once in a while had pressed and flowing down in her back. Tonight was one of those nights. Though on the short side, she had a shape out of this world and was nowhere near compact.

“What I tell you about frowning and shit? You’ll fuck around and have wrinkles all over your face.”

“Cartier.”

“Baby mama.” I joked calling her that since the one night we did sleep together she had me stopping to get a Plan B from the pharmacy. Yeah it was that drunk nasty sex, just the way I fucking liked. After feeling her bare, I never planned to feel her with something between us. I ain’t want no relationship or shit like that, but she was about the only female I’d raw dog with and go pick up the Plan B for.The only.

Then my eyes left hers and landed on Linny’s sister. I think he called her Virtue or some shit like that. “What’s good, Mama?”

She forced a polite smile onto her face, but she wasn’t moved by my greeting one bit. Shit, as far as she knew me and my brother was probably in on that shit that Linny bombarded her with at her spot. “Hello.”

Jovie looked from me to her girl, as if to wonder how she knew me. Yeah, she wanted a nigga. I could see that much in her eyes, before her girl started explaining our brief run in. I also noted the relief that entered her body too.

“Linny is a fucking asshole.” The disgust in her face couldn’t be missed before her eyes landed on me. Just that fast she had gotten caught up in what little her girl said.

I leaned in, speaking into her ear. “Y’all come upstairs and chill in the section. It’s too fucking crowded down here.”

“We’re fine, no tha—” she started.

“Unless you want me to clear this motherfucker out, just come chill baby mama.”

“Stop calling me that.” She didn’t say no, so I grabbed her wrist pulling her with me up to the main section that I hadrented.

After a brief walk we entered the semi lit section with only Ace members and a few bitches, all just vibing to the music and minding theirs.

I stopped and turned around to address old girl, keeping Jovie in my grasp. “Chill out shorty, bar’s on us.” I used my head to nod toward the personal bar in the corner of the space.

She nodded her head.

When I finally took my seat, I attempted to pull Jovie into my lap, but she wasn’t going. Instead she took a seat across from me on the table.

“Why you be playing with me like this?” I demolished the little bit of personal space she tried to create.

“Like what, Cartier?

“Like this.” I motioned around, before I found my hands on both sides of her thighs. She had the butteriest fucking skin, shit the softest I’ve ever felt on a female.

“You’re still not telling me what?” she licked those thick ass lips, never breaking our eye contact.

“Like you ‘on’t know I want you. Like you don’t give a fu?—”

“Swear to God I thought we went over this.” She peered at me.

“We did and I straight up told you that I wasn’t letting up, and from the looks of it you on’t want me to.” I smirked.

“What makes you think that?”

“The way you looked like you was about to drop a few, before old girl told you how she knew me.”

“Virtue and no I wasn’t. I was just abo?—”

“If you ‘on’t give a fuck then what was that face? I know you shorty, remember I’ve known you for a minute and yo’ expressions is something I pride myself in being hip to,” I admitted honestly. When it came to her I was always too honest, but I couldn’t help that shit.

“Because Taylor is one thing, but Vee is like my blood. That you just can’t come back from.”

“So, you saying I can come back from Taylor?” Atthis point a nigga was begging and had that look in his eyes.

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