《Sweet little imperfections》|| C H A P T E R 42 ||
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"Nah Nah Nah, let me see." grabbing the girls attention I grab the bag of goods she has.
"Hey, what the fuck? I was about to roll one with that."
"Please tell me you're joking. This shit is crap!" I start laughing.
Tyler come over, "what's up, Phoebe?"
"Your girl is saying our shit is wack."
I shake my head at the Phoebe girl, "cuz yo shit is wack. Tyler slap me if I ever say some shit dumb like that."
Tyler laughs and takes the bag, "what is this shit?" He turns around, "who did you get this from?" The question was directed at Jay and the rest of the guys.
"From our plug, he's the best." Jay answers.
"It's not the best. This shit is well shit." Standing up I butt in.
"How would you know? You probably don't," Jay scoffs at me.
"Boy, I could smoke circles around your little ass."
He stand up and walks closer to me, "is that a challenge?"
I look over at Tyler he's shaking his head, "Jay, I wouldn't bro."
Both of us ignore him, "That is a challenge, but not on this fake shit. Tyler do you have anything on you?"
"Nope."
I frown.
"Little girl can't get her own?" Jay makes a face at me.
"I can, but my connections run to deep. Also they don't live here. I can see what I can do though," I pull out my phone.
"Look at her putting on her big girl pants," Jay tries to get in my face.
Tyler stops him, "back up."
Jay holds up his hands and backs up, "my bad."
"Just my luck. Someone was getting served down the street and they said they could stop by and deliver." I put my phone in my pocket.
"How much?" Tyler asks.
"$40 for 5."
"You know that shits weak." of course Jay has to butt in.
"Oh honey, it's called not getting rip off. Learn about it sometime."
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Two hours later everyone in the little group is high off their asses. The girls next to me continuously giggle for no apparent reason, and the guys stumble around. Most are in the living room hitting on some girls.
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Unsteadily I stand up, and go to the kitchen.
"Grace, you ready to head out?" Tyler follows me into the kitchen.
"What tine is it?" I steady myself on my the counter and look over to him.
"Three am. I'm sober enough to drive back," Tyler mentions as he finishes the rest of the stuff in his cup.
"Trust you with my life? Yah sure whatever let gooo," my words are slurred and I sway back and forth.
Tyler shakes his head, "okay. I'm going to tell everyone bye."
I nod my head and turn around filling a shot glass with liquid. I don't know what kind, but had to take one for the road. Tilting my head back I pour it down, the go off to see where Tyler went.
He's in the room where the music is the loudest. It's filled with fog and flashing lights. I stumble into the room and go to where he is.
"Leaving so soon?" One of the guys asks. I didn't bother to learn his name.
"Yup, it's already three am."
"Oh I see have other plans?" The guy looks towards me.
Tyler shakes his head, "that's not it."
"Sure it's no."
"Tyler, I wanna dance!" I throw my hands up in the air and tilt my head to the side, as my hips start moving to the sound of the music.
"Looks like she doesn't want to leave yet though."
"She doesn't, because I haven't gotten my dance yet," the guy from earlier, Jay or whatever takes my hand and we make our way into the crowd.
"Better go get your girl," is the last thing I hear, before the crowd engulfs us.
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"I like em nasty nasty," everyone begins singing along nothing out the lyrics.
My hips sway from side to side. Jay stands behind me holding my waist.
"Come on Grace we're leaving," Tyler screams over the music and grabs my wrist. He manages to pull me out the crowd.
"Dude chill. She's her own person, and if she don't wanna leave she don't have to." Jay steps in.
"She's obviously wasted, so we're leaving." Tyler continues to yank my wrist.
My head begins to spin. I stop walking grabbing Tyler's attention he the turns. I shake my head. Sighing he lets me get on his back, and we leave.
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In a flash we're already at his house. Even sooner we're in his room. I stand against his door as he fixes his bed pulling out the covers.
"I need a drink."
He looks over at me, "I'll get you some water."
I shake my head, "I want alcohol."
He shakes his head, "okay, in a minute come here."
I hold up a finger and slowly bend over and unbuckle my shows. When they're off I throw them to the side.
I stumble over to the bed and crawl under the covers.
"Is there anything else you need?"
I nod my head.
"What?"
I make come here motion and he comes closer. I keep on making the motion until I can feel his breathe on my cheek.
I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down onto the bed with me.
"Grace what are you doing?" He hovers over me, propped up by his hands that are placed on either side of my head. His eyes transition between looking at my eyes and down to my lips.
I couldn't help myself. With my arms linked around his neck, I pressed my lips on his. Our lips moved in sync for a minute before he pulled away shaking his head.
"I can't." He rolls to the other side of the bed and sits up.
Groaning I sit up also. Going closer to him I lean over and kiss his cheek, "I know you want to, though." I say while playfully nibbling on his ear.
"I do, but you're drunk, and we are just friends."
Pouting I stand up and stand in front of him. He looks up at me, "but you want to." I straddle his waist, my hands tangle in his hair, and my lips hover over his.
I'm the one to press my lips against his. Once again our lips move in sync. His hand travel up and done my side until they lay at my waist.
I pull back and stand up taking off my pants. He sheds out of his shirt, then grabs me by the waist. We trade spots. I'm laying on the bed and he hovers over me.
He starts kissing my lips, and trails down to my neck while he fumbles with the tie at my shirt. When he got it untied it he started kissing my chest, until his mouth found my nipple. His tong swirled around playing with my nipple making me moan. With his hand he took my other boob and squeezed.
He looked to see my expression and smirked. He tugs on my nipple one last time before trailing down. He kisses my stomach, while his hands go down even further and strokes the inside of my thigh. He starts rubbing over my panties making me squirm. At the same time he starts kissing me on the lips.
My hands, having a mind of their own, start fiddling with the button on his pants. Just as I get his button undone and his zipper down his finger slip past my panties and inside of me and I let out a moan.
He slides down spreading my legs apart and positioning himself in the middle. His fingers intensely make their way in and out as a string of moans leave my mouth. Dipping his head down he sucks on my clit.
As I begin to close my legs he comes up and takes his finger out, and removes my panties. As he stands to take off his pants, I fully take off my shirt throwing it to the side.
Once again he's hovering over me. Looking me in the eye, he thrusts inside while holding one leg up.
"Fuck!" I moan out.
He starts out slowly going in out, feeling how tight I am, enjoying the moment. Then the strokes become longer, and deeper. The first time he slips out from how wet I am, he roughly turns me on my stomach.
I put my ass in the air, he rubs over my clit before going back inside. Being rougher this time he grabs my by the hair.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I scream as he goes harder.
My legs gave up from under me and I collapsed down on the bed. We switched positions, my hips hovered hovered him, before he grabbed them and pushed me down. I tightened around him not prepared for the fast entrance. Loosening up I rhythmically started moving up and down. He held onto my hips moving with me.
I only stopped when I reached my peak. However he didn't stop. He continued going.
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