《Queen of Hearts ❤️》Chapter 5.2
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I watched as shawty wined her ass away. I was really surprised she left the house like that, plus the cover up wasn't better...only thing it was hiding was maybe her fat pussy print, in that panty but nothing more her ass cheeks and nipple was saying hello sailer. And I ain't gonna lie I was a little turned on just by her looks and that attitude of hers, that's the kind of gurl you want in your life a badass and a sexy ass... where other niggas gonna look up to you because they can't have what you got.
"Yow soon come back" I said to the guys that had "the fuck" look on their faces as I walked away.
I followed her into the house to see her making her way up the stairs. Going up she entered a room pretty much the wrong room too because she just walked her ass into my bedroom.
I walked up and opened the door but she wasn't there so I guess she entered the bathroom so I lied on the bed and waited for her to exit.
"The fuck you doing here" I heard her say pointing her gun at me for the third time in less than a week.
"Shawty put the shit down, you in my motherfucking house, my motherfucking room have a little respect" I said sternly while she looked at me with her face saying "who the fuck you think you talking to".
About a minute later she kissed her teeth and put the gun back in her bag.
"So what you doing up in here?" I asked her.
"To take a piss, that's a problem?" She asked back.
"A rest room is downstairs" I said leaning over to my nightstand and took out some weed and paper to make a blunt.
"Fuck should I know... I don't live here" she replied walking to the door.
"You wanna smoke?" I asked her and she immediately stopped in her tracks and walked over to me.
"Sure" she said looking down on me and even though I was sitting at this point she was still short as hell.
I handed her the blunt and made myself another, while she sat in the chair across from me and inhale the smoke and blew it through her nose. I watched her as she repeated this, not gonna lie it was mad sexy how she knew how to hold her weed.
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"What you looking at" she asked getting my attention back to reality.
"Your ass
...smoking away like it's nothing" I said taking a smoke and still staring at her pretty face.
"How old are you?" I asked.
"18 my birthday is in October" she said blowing out smoke as she speaks.
"Coo...coo... You a libra or what?" I asked again.
"Scorpio"
"Coo. No wonder you have such a bad ass attitude" I said and laughed while she stared at me obviously annoyed.
"So you name J" I asked again.
"So you name Damani" she asked mugging me.
I was shocked she knew my real ass name. I was gonna kill Aiden ass for telling people my name. I knew it was him... he was my little brother and he said he was gonna invite some people from school.
"Ain't gonna answer?" She chuckled walking over to me.
"Yeah my name Damani" I said taking another smoke.
Minutes after she was standing between my legs,I looked up at her as she looked down on me. I couldn't help but scan her entire body, I watch her eyes, lips, everything down to the stretch marks on her hips that made her extra beautiful. She kept staring at me while I did the same. I couldn't tell if she was high or what but if she wanted dick I wasn't gonna whole back I had a thick 10" waiting for her. She leaned over and was inches away from my face, she looked down on me then minutes after she let out smokes in my face in the shape of O's then chuckled and straighten up herself.
"Well I'm J" she said walking away and grabbed her bag and left.
The fuck just happened
I asked myself as I look down to see my dick hard as fuck. I rubbed my hands over my face and let out a breath and stood to my feet and headed to the bathroom.
About 45 minutes later I headed back downstairs to see her chatting up with the guys and smoking more weed while her friend was up in Milo's face obviously signaling that she wanted something and she wanted it now. I walked over to them and took a seat across from J and get me a cup of Hennessy as I lit up another blunt.
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"Where the fuck you been Ghost? Leek asked looking over at me.
"Guess he just nailed down a bitch" Pete said laughing and J started laughing too looking over at me.
"Now you and I both know I don't like to be questioned" I replied mugging Leek ass.
"Chill dude... We friends here aren't we?"
"And why is that?" I heard J asked looking over at me.
"Mine u business shawty" I spat.
"Speaking of nailing down bitches ... Yow Milo you don't see the gurl need some dick dude" I added taking a sip of my Hennessy and everyone bursted out into laugher.
"Nigga fuck you" he spat getting up from his seat and dragged Kulture ass behind him.
"You didn't have to call the nigga out like that dude" Rio laughed.
"He ain't reading the signals. He needed help dwag"
"And you know how to read signals?" I heard J asked then started laughing and got up and walked over to where the food was.
"Sup with her?" Davo asked.
"What you do to boss man gurl, she ain't like you since you landed" Davo added.
"Bruh I ain't even know, all I know is she keeps pulling gun on me" I said looking over at her.
"Obviously she wanna shoot your ass" Pete said laughing.
"Well I wanna shoot her ass too but not with any gun" I replied licking my bottom lips as she takes a bite of her hamburger.
"You better not let boss man hear u ass lusting over her baby gurl" Pete said as he mocked the last part of his sentence trying to sound like boss man but it only made us laugh.
"Serious nigga, he will shoot your ass before you even get a taste ... That's if Queen don't shoot your ass first" he added in all seriousness this time.
"Why do you'll call her Queen?" I asked still watching her as she eats.
"That's her trap name, just like us Leek, Ghost, Pete" Davo said taking a smoke.
"So none you'll know her real name?" I asked looking over at them.
"No not really... To think about it" Leek answered.
"Most time boss man only say baby gurl or J .... So we just assumed the J means something else.... And even though we coming from far we never asked her what J means" Leek added.
"Humm" I mumbled putting my attention back to her.
Hours run by and everyone was turning up, music was blasting, bitches was twerking, some people swimming, some drinking, some eating everyone was enjoying themselves, even J ass who was now out of that cover up and was showing up everything she owned in a nigga face. Soon the DJ started playing some dancehall music and every nigga started grabbing a gurl and every gurl started twerking and shit. I looked over at J twerking her fat ass on Kulture who was hyping her up and shit.
Soon the music died down and everyone went back to doing there own thing. And I saw Kulture and J walked over to where I was and took a seat. They were chatting up in each other face and smoking and drinking.
"K I'm ready to go. We have school in the morning" I heard J said to Kulture.
"Come on J it's only 7pm"
"Yes and we been here all day, I'm sure April and Casey left already" J replied looking around.
"Why do you care about them for?" Kulture started to yell.
"Look I'm not about your attitude tonight so bring me home" J yelled back while pulling the cover up over her head.
"Yow yow yow. Fuck you'll shouting for... Look I'll take you home" I said squashing the argument between them.
"You coming or what" I asked looking back at her staring at me. She finally grabbed her bag and walked passing me and I just watched her ass making her way out to the front.
We hopped in the car and I made my way to her house. On arriving she grabbed her stuff and hopped out.
"Thanks" she said then walked off. I watched her sexy ass walked up the driveway and in the house before I pulled off and headed back to my crib.
Sup my babies...
What you think about Damani aka Ghost you think he's a pervert or just like our ordinary guys???
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