Something New
Imaani
"IT'S NOT LIKE HE'S GOING TO KILL you or anything. Wow out of the two of us I thought I'd be the one having more action" Sarah said wiping imaginary tears from her eyes
"Fuck you!" I laughed and put the remaining cookies and cupcakes into her fridge
"My baby's all grown up, I'm proud of you"
"Oh shut it for heaven's sake" I flipped her off and picked up my bag before making my way outside.
I was heading home because I didn't bring any clothes over to Sarah's and it was already past 7 pm, I missed my bed.
Sarah and I woke up much later and spent the whole day together indoors, watching movies and binging on junk food and wine.
Good thing Sarah decided to have a mini gym at one time. It doesn't have all the types of equipment but it has useful things.
I told Sarah about the text message I sent to Jax last night, which led to me waking up early and baking due to me being extremely anxious and stressed out.
Sarah only told me that maybe the sex will be good for both of us more like a "fuck him and forget him sex" as Sarah had put it
Sometimes I can't help but wonder how the guy she had a crush on suddenly moved to New York, turned out to be her boss and they've also almost had sex.... twice.
I had doubts about the attraction Jax must have felt for me at first because of my size.
I knew everybody had a type but I only assumed that he would voice his disgust towards big girls like some people I had come across in the past.
I didn't expect him to be sexually attracted to one.
Me.
Some people just assume that because one is big they can voice out their unsolicited opinions about how they feel towards big people.
This is unnecessary because no one gives a fuck what you think and your opinion is yours so keep it to yourself.
I got to my place unlocked the door and stepped in. Taking off my shoes I make my way to the bedroom.
"Ughhh" I groan out and fall face-first unto my bed
"I'd like to think you have a phone so you can use it," Jax said turning on the light on her bedside table revealing his face in the dark corner
"What the FUCK!!" I scream. I jump up and place my hands on my beating chest when I noticed it was him
"I didn't plan to scare you. Sorry"
"What the fuck! You do not break into a black person's house for fucks sake! what did you plan then? To give me a heart attack? Jesus! How the fuck did you even get into my house!?" I asked. My tone sounded harsh due to the confusion and shock I was feeling
"The last time I was here your friend left her key, how do you think I locked up after I left?" Jax asked and stood up from the chair
"So you have a key? Why didn't you say you were coming over" I was still breathing heavily " why did you even fucking keep it?"
I slowed down trying to calm her racing heart
"I did. it's obvious you didn't check your phone"
I went into the living room in search of my purse, my phone is in it. After rummaging through it I found my phone and noticed the notifications on it
Five missed calls.
And five new messages
"Wise choice Ms Cyrus. There's no going back after this" this came after my text message
"Why aren't you picking up my calls?"
"Don't fucking tell me you've changed your mind Imaani"
"Just so you know you can't change it"
"Imaani! I've called you five fucking times
"Fuck it! I'm coming over and for your good, you better be home"
I raised my head after I finished reading the last message.
"So Ms Cyrus, care to tell me why you weren't home?"
"I was out" I replied shortly
"Mhmm, I called and texted numerous times" he stated
"I just saw that. I was not with my phone"
"You've been out since morning?" He looked at his wristwatch "it's 8 pm now" He asked walking towards her and sitting on the couch
Imaani had no idea what to do or say right now he was gallivanting around the house as if he owned it.
"I dunno who you think you are to step into my house questioning me like you're a cop"
"Hm" he hummed out
"Stop that sound! it is infuriating"
He chuckled.
"So you said yes?"
Here we go
"You read the text so why are you asking?" I asked not looking at his face
"I want to hear you say it"
"Say what?"
He's joking right
"Repeat what you sent to me last night Imaani"
"I said yes to your offer. Are we good now?"
"Good girl" he replied shortly and made his way towards the table in the middle of the living room and removed the book I had been reading.
He opened it up to the page where the bookmark was and I felt my heart skip a beat.
"You shouldn't be reading that," I told him trying to snatch the book away before he reads it.
The page I'm on is... well Extremely slutty with a vivid explanation.
"Why? From what I'm reading here it looks like a good book" he smirked while flipping through the pages
"That's enough"
"Why? Are you embarrassed that I'll realize you want to be fucked like this, Imaani" he dropped the book and started to make his way towards me
"N-no" why the hell can't I produce longer statements when he's this close?
"Don't lie to my love. Tell me, you want to be degraded and praised, tied up and merciless while you're being called vulgar words." He was directly in front of me now scrambling my logical thoughts with his intoxicating scent and the words he spoke "Choked while your pretty tight pussy is been pounded ferociously. Tell me Imaani are you wet? And don't lie to me, love, I'd know.
At this point, I didn't trust my brain to produce any sensible thoughts to get me out of my current situational
"Yes," I let out slowly choosing not to lie as I raised my head to look at him.
It's like every time he comes close to me I can't fathom anything around me, just him.
Silently hoping he does something to soothe the ache in me.
"Good. Come to this address tonight by 10 pm" he placed a card in my palm "I don't do well with tardiness love" he smirked and walked out of my house.
Leaving me extremely hot, bothered and speechless.
I glanced at the card in my hand and read the address, which makes him think I'm even going to show up. The audacity.
Because you're horny as fuck right now and extremely inquisitive. Deep down you want to know what's at that address.
So go because you know you want to.
I sighed slowly and hoped that this deal doesn't turn out to be my undoing
