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Brat Chronicles

Starring: Jey Uso x India Love

Summary: Lala gets some act right after acting up.

Genre: Smut

𝐭𝐧𝐱 𝐭𝐨 @cookiemmilk𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚!!

"LALA C'MON BABY!!" Jey hollered from downstairs- probably his 100th time urging his girlfriend to get ready so they can go.

Meanwhile Lala stood in front of the bathroom mirror in her pink bra & panties, unfazed by his verbal attempts to rush her as she applied her lashes. "Body" by Meg Thee Stallion played in the background with Lala mumbling some of the lyrics, doing a lil twerk while admiring herself.

Lala was thee definition of a spoiled brat, she got whatever, whenever to the point where Jey's boys claim she had him whipped.

and she did, but thats besides the point because right now Jey wasn't having it. He was growing increasingly impatient, going upstairs to the bathroom where she stood, now snapping pics of her backside in the mirror. Jey's brows furrowed upon seeing her far from dressed, "baby you tryna go or what?"

As she posted the pic to the gram she muttered "I aaaam gimme a second-"

"Alright, one. Now bring yo ass" he spat.

She scoffed, "you are so funny, but don't rush a baddie" giving him an eye roll.

He shifted impatiently, "aye look, you done been up here for about 30minutes messin around. When I come back up here you better be dressed or we not goi-"

"Okay okaaay" Lala dragged annoyed as she waved him off.

"I'm serious, have yo ass ready in 10!!" he ordered angrily before leaving back out.

Jey was especially irritated with her taking so damn long considering they had a dinner reservation that she begged for. She wanted to be wined and dined and he no problem with that, she was worth it. But she did irk his nerves from time to time, like now.

After 10 mins passed Jey checked his rolex, pissed as he stormed back upstairs and into the room where he saw her closet door open. Aint no way she still aint dressed Jey thought as he went over and indeed saw her still clad in lingerie, searching through racks of clothes.

He leaned against the doorway, a stern look on his face, "you know we late right?"

"They can hold it baby" she chirped, looking over her clothes, "hmmm should I wear a dress or something casual?" looking over to see him with a phone to his ear as he was calling someone.

"Hello?.......yea uh that reservation for Fatu- yall can cancel that......alright thank you" he said, ending the call much to Lala's confusion as her face scrunched a bit, "you're kidding right? I was literally about to get dre-"

"Nah fuck that, we not goin!!! Ain telling them to hold shit cause you wanna play!!" he barked.

She huffed like a child before saying "ok Jey whatever, I'm still going out" making his nose turn up with an intense look as he snarled "and where you goin Lala? Huh?" he stalked closer and closer. She then tried to walk past him, but a forceful hand around her throat shoved her against the small dresser.

"You ain goin no fuckin where, take that shit off" he gritted against her lips. Her eyes softened under his piercing stare and just like that, she melted under his dominance, unstrapping her bra. One thing about Lala she loved being dominated, being put in her place, and being dicked down till no end. Jey would set her straight every-time she acted up.

She dropped her bra letting her massive juicy breasts spring out, and as fingers tightened around her neck, she quickly slid off her panties, stepping out of them. Jey followed, undressing piece by piece until they were both naked.

He got her on the dresser and spread her legs so he could get her in a stand and carry position, with legs against his chest. His girth sunk right into her wetness and she whined.

Both hands got a chunk of her ass, and he started pounding the life out of her as she moaned loud enough to alert the neighbors. His dick thrusting as deep as it could with every meet of her ass and his pelvic, gliding his mass through her walls. "Godddd yeeessss!!!" she cried weakly, that dick provided a torturous friction she couldn't escape, but didn't want to.

Jey was concentrated as he bit his lip, brows furrowed as he moved her up and down his length, feeling her essence soaking every inch. It never took long for her to cum. Specially when he dug in her guts, burying inside and tapping her g-spot crazy as her mouth formed an O looking dazed, breath caught in her throat.

She almost held a pout with sullen eyes that fluttered, feeling that pressure set in her stomach, too much to bear as she whimpered, "p-please." But Jey only fucked her harder and faster, ripping that orgasm from inside when she started squirting, letting out a scream when he pulled out, her juices shooting out. He cupped a cheek, flicking his shaft between her dripping folds as she wept.

Her head was dizzy when he put her down, so she jumped back on him to a deep chuckle. Jey was far from done and she knew that, as he walked over to the bed to lay her down, bending those legs back. He plunged back in with forceful thrusts, dropping his weight on her, enough to break her in half. The bed rocked back and forth, along with her boobs that almost had him drooling while he bared his teeth "talk to me...gimme dat shit now."

Lala only let out withered breaths as she clenched the sheets. the soul getting fucked out of her.

"Nah lemme hear it!!"

"B-baby!!!" she gasped, grabbing his wrists to get him to slow up as he rammed her walls in. "You gon take this dick Lala!! told you stop playin wit me!!" he spat.

"Yeeesss daddy!!" she squealed as another orgasm washing over making her spine arch, toes curl and pop. "OH FFUUCK I'M GONNA CUM!!!" He wrapped a hand back around her throat, fucking her into the bed roughly as she sobbed out of pure pleasure, releasing all over him.

He let his orgasm consume him with sloppier strokes as he came too, emptying his load before pulling out. Her legs lowered, and she panted as her energy was drained, her eyes slowly closing.

"Aint no sleepin Lala turn dat ass around!!"

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REMINISCE-2

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I woke up with the worst hangover I've EVER had, memories of last night hazy and fragmented. Once that second tequila shot hit, it was all downhill from there. I could feel the nausea building up, so I rushed to the bathroom, bent over the toilet, and let it all out.

Just as I was throwing up, I heard a knock on the door, followed by Nia's voice.

"Shay, oh my gosh, you got messed up last night," she exclaimed, bursting into laughter and coming to my aid, holding my hair in a ponytail and rubbing my back.

"Babe, that Hennessy did a number on you," she remarked, trying to ease the situation.

"Wait... I had Hennessy? Damn, you know what dark liquor does to me. Why would you let me do that?" I groaned, realizing my poor decision.

Nia chuckled and handed me a wet washcloth to clean up my mouth. "No, that's what ALL liquor does to you. But listen, when you and Henny team up, there's no separating you two. I tried to take that bottle away from you five times last night, and you threatened to fight me five damn times, girl!"

She held up her hands, forming the number five, emphasizing the sheer determination I had displayed.

"Now, I can handle myself, but unless it's some disrespectful shit or someone throws the first punch, I'm not getting involved. And you were out your mind drunk, so I wasn't about to embarrass you like that. We all know how aggressive you can get when you're wasted."

Nia laughed as she left briefly, returning with a bottle of Pedialyte from my mini-fridge.

"Please tell me I didn't do anything stupid last night. You know I can't remember a thing," I pleaded, desperate to piece together the night's events.

She made a face and said, "Oh, girl, you did some crazy shit last night."

"Dang it, Nia, what did I do?" I anxiously asked, bracing myself for the answer.

She took out her phone and showed me a clip from The Atlanta Shade Girls.

Terry: "Well, well, well, it looks like playboy Carmelo Hayes has himself an admirer, and she made quite the statement at Club LOTE last night."

Alicia: "Mhmm, while we were recording our PSA for Club LOTE with Mr. Hayes, this mystery woman managed to bypass security and, well, you've got to see it for yourself."

The video cut to a scene of a woman wearing the exact outfit I had on last night, boldly approaching Carmelo and kissing him in front of everyone.

Terry: "Baby, I don't know about y'all, but I applaud this girl."

Terry commended me for doing what every girl in Atlanta had dreamed of doing with Carmelo—whether it was sleeping with him or just planting a kiss.

Alicia chimed in, "Well, she didn't do much, to be honest. Shit, he should've pressed sexual harassment charges. She was probably just some weirdo fan. But what would Leanna think? They've been getting extra cozy lately. They were even spotted together at Roc South Cuisine a few days ago."

Terry defended the mystery woman, saying, "Alicia, come on now. It was just a harmless kiss."

Alicia countered, "So you're telling me if a guy came up to you, grabbed you, and kissed you without even knowing his name, that wouldn't be sexual harassment? I don't know where you draw the line."

Terry sighed and reluctantly agreed.

Terry: "Okay Alicia, I get your point but I'm sure she was just drunk as hell and ended up having that liquid courage, something that we ALL have gone through. But in a sense you are right. She better be lucky that he didn't press charges on her. Let alone let Leanna be in attendance."

Alicia starts to lightly fan herself with her hand.

Alicia:" Wooo, Chile. Well, Whoever this mystery woman is, she better watch her back! Leanna DOES NOT play about what's hers."

Nia turned her phone off after the video ended and looked back at me.

"Ughhhh...Ni, Alicia was so right. He could've filled harassment charges on me."

I began to face palm myself in agony and embarrassment.

I felt my back getting caressed by Nia. This situation was so embarrassing, I had no choice but to let out a few tears. Like he would ever be with someone like me, let alone remember me.

"Well, baby girl he didn't. Shit you never know, he could've liked it. Hell even loved it. Y'all don't know each other like that so in this case, it's alright."

I heard every word Nia said and I agree with her but there are things she doesn't know about Carmelo and I that I never told her. One Main reason is that he doesn't remember me.

Well, it looks like I'm not stepping out of my place any time soon.

*Belong to you-song*

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Carmelo

"BRO! Wake up!"

I feel something soft come across my face multiple times before realizing what it was and what was happening. I opened my eyes to see Trick with a pillow in his hand and his phone in another.

"Melo, you need to look at this, ASAP!"

I sit up and stretch my arms and legs before rubbing my eye, still halfway asleep.

"Bro, it's 9:00 am, what's the issue?"

"Terry and Alicia are talking about your little spontaneous moment with that girl last night."

He passed me his phone as the video was playing on it.

Terry: "Well, Well, Well, it looks like playboy Carmelo Hayes, has got himself a little admirer and she made that statement at Club LOTE last night."

Alicia: "Mhmm, as we were recording our PSA for Club LOTE with Mr. Hayes; a mystery woman was able to get past security and well, why don't you see for yourself."

The video then cuts to the mystery woman coming up to me & kissing me. I'm not going to lie, the kiss was amazing; but for some reason I felt a sense of familiarity. I couldn't pin point it and I definitely couldn't show that I enjoyed it because of the circumstance.

Terry: "Baby, I don't know about y'all, but I commend homegirl."

Alicia: "I mean, she really ain't do none. Shit, he SHOULD'VE pressed sexual harassment charges on her. She probably was just a weirdo fan but what would Leanna think about all of this? You know they have been getting EXTRA cozy with one another lately; seeing as though they were out with each other just a couple of days ago, at Roc South Cuisine.

Terry: "Now Alicia, You know you're wrong for that. It was just a harmless kiss.

Alicia: So you're telling me, if a Niggah come up to you, grab you and then kiss you and you don't even know their name is NOT sexual harassment, then I truly don't know where the line draws.

Terry: Okay Alicia, I get your point but im sure she was just drink as hell and ended having that liquid courage, that we ALL have gone through. But in a sense you are right. She better be lucky that he didn't press charges on her. Let alone let Leanna be in attendance."

Alicia starts to lightly fan herself with her hand.

Alicia:" Wooo, Chile. Whoever this mystery woman is, she better watch her back! Leanna DOES NOT play about what's hers."

I turn the video off before hanging the phone back to Trick.

"Man, I don't know what all that shit was about but it's nothing man."

I said it felt like nothing but deep down I couldn't get her out of my mind. She seemed very familiar and I couldn't put the name with the face. I've been thinking about her all night.

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REMINISCE-1

*An updated version of my first version I posted on here*

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Club LOTE, the hottest Club/Lounge in Atlanta, pulsed with energy as Carmelo Hayes, the Promo King of the South, made his grand entrance. With his crew in tow, Carmelo walked in, trailed by mesmerized bottle girls. He greeted his acquaintances in the club, exchanging handshakes with the guys and embracing the females, who eagerly snapped pictures of him. Carmelo's reputation as one of the most sought-after male promoters in the Southern Region had taken him to major cities like Houston, Miami, Nashville, and, of course, Atlanta. Despite his undeniable charisma and influence, he remained grounded and approachable.

Accompanied by my friend Nia, I sought refuge in the bathroom to fix ourselves up after the exhausting journey of getting into the club. Both of us were new to the LOTE atmosphere, choosing to celebrate my recent job offer. I had just become the Executive Content Producer for Essence Magazine, fulfilling one of my top career aspirations.

I wore a stunning metallic wrap dress that hugged my curves and shimmered in the light. The dress had a low neckline and a high slit, making it alluring. I paired it with strappy high heels and sparkly jewelry. With my rhinestone clutch in hand, I felt sophisticated and glamorous.

Nia wore a fitted dress that hugged her curves and had stylish cut-out details. The dress accentuated her figure and added a touch of allure. She chose a bold color like red  to make a statement and completed the look with high heels, eye-catching jewelry, and a small clutch. Her outfit turned heads as she entered the club.

As we primped and adjusted our appearance in front of the mirror, Nia couldn't help but tease me about Carmelo's presence. "Girl, I know you saw Trick's fine ass walking in with Melo. You know he drives me crazy. Seeing him doesn't help shit," she groaned, focused on checking her lip gloss and makeup.

"Nia, you know exactly who had my attention. Trick was nowhere near my sightline," I replied, teasing her in return.

"Shay, please! Kiss my ass," she retorted playfully.

"With pleasure!" I kissed my hand and tapped her butt, a mischievous gleam in my eyes. "Lucky you!" I said before grabbing my purse and heading out of the bathroom.

Laughter echoed between us as we gave our outfits and makeup one final inspection before stepping back into the vibrant club. Muni Longs' "Hrs and Hrs" resonated through the speakers, intensifying the atmosphere as I approached Carmelo's section.

Our eyes locked, and in that moment, everything around us seemed to freeze. I couldn't help but send him flirtatious glances, captivated not only by his gaze but also by his effortlessly stylish attire. He sported a fitted denim jacket layered over a sleek black t-shirt, complemented by dark jeans and a pair of sleek black boots. His simple yet attention-grabbing outfit showcased his confidence, leaving a lasting impression with the other club goers . Carmelo responded with a gentle smirk, sipped his drink, and then turned away, leaving me with a lingering feeling from our brief but impactful connection.

Nia and I joined the lively bar scene, ready to indulge in refreshing drinks and unleash our dance moves. We eagerly waited, exchanging excited glances, for the bartender to serve us our concoctions."What'll it be, ladies?" the bartender asked, ready to take our orders.

"A tequila sunrise for her and a strawberry Hennessy for me," I confidently replied.

"Alright, coming right up," the bartender said, turning to prepare our drinks. Within a short time, she placed them before us.

"Will that be card or cash?" the bartender inquired.

Before I could respond, a deep voice interjected. "Make that card. And keep my tab open; I'll be back later. And whatever other drinks these beautiful ladies want, add them to my tab as well. Got it?"

"Of course, Melo heard you loud and clear," the bartender replied, grabbing the card and placing it in the tab folder.

"Oh, um...Melo?! You didn't need to-" I began, slightly taken aback.

He politely cut me off and said, "Yes, I did! Enjoy it, baby girl. And whatever it is you're celebrating, congratulations!" Carmelo gently grabbed my hand, pressed his lips against it, and gracefully walked back to his section.

Nia's eyes widened with a mix of surprise and delight as she witnessed her friend receiving the tender hand kiss gesture. A gasp of excitement escaped her lips, and a radiant smile spread across her face, knowing that this was a moment of pure romance and connection for her friend.

In a state of disbelief, we clutched our glasses, the astonishment etched on our faces. With a collective gesture, we raised our drinks, toasting to the extraordinary and electrifying night that awaited us.

"Girl...am I trippin', or did he just give you that romantic ass gesture?" Nia's voice burst with exhilaration, her eyes widening with pure excitement.

"Shay! You gotta act on this, no time to waste! You know Carmelo has been your ultimate dream, and he just made the first move. Don't hold back, girl! It's your chance to make it happen!" Nia exclaimed, a mischievous grin on her face, urging for me to take action and go after one of the things I truly desired.

I hesitated for a moment, my gaze shifting to Carmelo as he was surrounded by a swarm of women, their hands all over him, and cameras flashing. "Are you sure about this? He seems pretty busy," I said, my voice laced with uncertainty.

We waited patiently, watching as more and more women approached Carmelo, desperate for a video or photo with him. My role was always behind the scenes, capturing moments from the shadows, not seeking the spotlight myself.

Thirty minutes passed, and I knew it was now or never. I checked in with Nia one last time, gathering my confidence before making my way toward Carmelo's section. However, my path was blocked by a burly security guard, towering over me like a linebacker.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but we have a strict policy against allowing groupies inside." The guard dismissively waved his hand, allowing an actual groupie to enter the section.

"My nigga, I thought you said 'No Groupies!' What was that?!" I exclaimed, frustration evident in my voice.

"Uhm...HELLO?! Mr. 'Keep that tab open'; a little help?" she added, raising my arms in agitation, not understanding why the guard would allow others in but not me. To make matters worse, I was still drunk, making it even more challenging to get to Melo.

"Yo Benni, she good man; let her up," Carmelo's voice intervened, coming to my rescue.

With a nod from Carmelo, I confidently walked past the security guard, unable to resist sizing him up before continuing into the section. Despite the guard's insolence, I chose not to engage in a fight. I was on a mission, determined to capture Carmelo's attention while the hype of the night fueled my every move.

"Listen up, everybody! It's your boys, Trick & Melo, live at Club LOTE," They called out, commanding the crowd's attention. "We've got the hottest DJ, the best drinks, and, most importantly, the finest ladies in the ATL. There's still time to get in, so slide on down to The LOTE. It's about to go down!"

As the live video reached close to its end, I seized the moment, gently grabbing Carmelo and planting a passionate kiss on his lips while the cameras kept rolling. The flashes and frenzy of cameras surrounded us, capturing the electrifying moment. After breaking free from the kiss, I grabbed Nia's hand, and together we swiftly made our exit from the club.

"Girl...how much have you had to drink?" Nia asked, shock evident in her voice, as we climbed into the Uber.

"Damn!" I let out a loud belch, my face twisting into a worried expression. "Four Lemon Drops, three tequila shots, and..."

"And what?!" Nia's eyes widened, eagerly waiting for my response.

"I... I went all out with a bottle of Henny, driving that boat," I confessed, realizing it was a stupid move to mix all that alcohol.

Nia's disapproving stare hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Save your judgments, hoe ," I snapped, shutting down any sly remarks she had up her sleeve.

Nia couldn't help but crack a smile. "Well, I gotta hand it to the Henny, it did its damn job."

"Shay, you made your move and kissed Melo in front of EVERYBODY in LOTE, not to mention on LIVE. Those girls who were on LIVE were 'The Atlanta Shade Girls'. They have over 500,000 followers on Instagram, and you WILL be the most talked about person in the city in the next 12 hours. So enjoy your last hours of freedom; this is the last bit of anonymity you will have in Atlanta. After tonight, Melo did just like Twista and made you an Overnight Celebrity."

My mind spun with a mix of excitement, regret, and uncertainty. "What did I just do?" I muttered to myself , realizing the consequences of my impulsive act.

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I draw closer to him with his hand on my chin, lifting it forward before pecking me on the lips.

"I feel like we're back in high school with this sneaking around, baby." I began to laugh after what I said. He snickers at my comment, but sadly it's true. Occasionally, he would pop back into my head, and I would somewhat go crazy. But I couldn't deal with him anymore because of college and his "girlfriend." He looked me in the eye while holding my chin between his thumb and index finger. "You know, you never really left my mind."

I start to question him on what he's attempting to say. I laugh it off in disbelief.

" Yeah, right, Corey, every time you saw me, you either ignored me or gave me a stank, and I mean STANK ass look on your face."

I slowly back away from him at a slight distance.

"Don't come up in here telling me bullshit to make me feel good, THINKING we good and cool, when you wouldn't even say a word to me those times we ran into each other in the O."

He stayed silent while slightly staring me down.

" You had a look of absolute disgust with me, and that shit never sat right with me."

I then began to come to a realization slowly, but before I could even say anything, he interrupted me.

"I never meant to make you feel like that. I could've come and talked to you, Even When you were just a couple of feet away from me; I couldn't ever bring myself to do it."

I scoffed, and the exact bullshit I told him NOT to say to me, he just told me. "You know what, I can't keep doing this with you." I began to get my things and walked towards the closet door.

" I have been as kind and understanding to you, even AFTER I told you how I felt about you after you ghosted me from the first time we ever had sex, from you saying or WANTING to date my friends, and yet, you constantly overlooked me in being more than a friend to you and MORE than a friend with benefits."

At this moment, all I see is red and rage that I had to bury how I felt not to show any hurt.

"I had strong feelings for you, but you NEVER gave us a chance. And now I'm here—In this beautiful dress— in a FUCKING broom closet...With YOU."

I stopped and gathered my thoughts before saying my last words to him.

"Corey...I'm done! I can't keep sneaking with you. We graduated ten years ago, and we're 28 & 29, sneaking around hoping no one will see us like we're still Fucking teenagers. At this point, WHO CARES? If we're seen, we're GROWN. I want to be shown, not hidden, and I DESERVE every bit of it. I cannot keep this up with you & I REFUSE to be hidden by the likes of someone like you."

I make my way to the door and exit out, fixing the straps on my dress before entering back into the ballroom. I heard him repeatedly call my name, but I continued to look forward and walk away in shame, thinking about how our whole dynamic was with one another.

Silk- Let's Make Love comes on throughout the ballroom speakers. I return to my table with Mehlani and her husband, Calvin, before sitting down. I slowly started to feel my eyes water, and I began to rush to the restroom. I am not letting this man get one over on me. I am too damn beautiful and worth way more to ruin my mood, night, and my damn makeup over him.

*10 minutes later *

I return to the party, where Mehlani heads, a look of worry on her face.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you alright? Where were you this whole time? You just left, came back, and left again. Is everything okay?"

I turned to her and forced a small smile before telling her I was perfectly fine.

"Girl, yes, I just had to fix myself up, and earlier, I had a call from a family member. Everything's okay."

I felt slightly sick because I didn't want to be here anymore. I didn't want to be in the same room with him, but I didn't let that stop. I down a couple of tequila shots, grab Mehlani and get on the dance floor.

*1 1/2 hours later*

I entered my hotel room because I refused to stay with my parents. Especially since I was too drunk and wasn't feeling as sleepy if you understood what I was saying. I was horny as a bitch, and all I had was my toy. I hadn't been with anyone, let alone have sex, in a lil over a year. At This point, I just wanted to take a nice bath and lie down.

*45 minutes later*

I emerged from the tub and began to dry and moisturize my body. I grabbed my Burinyuy Shea Butter and started moisturizing my arms down to my chest and stomach area. I stood in the mirror in the room and began to rub the shea butter up and down my hips, thighs, legs, and feet. I then finally got to my butt and back and made sure I got every inch of my body before putting a slight amount onto my face. Even though I'm still intoxicated, I HAVE to do my night regime; I practically force myself to do it. I go back into the restroom to do my hygiene before getting into bed. Before I could lie down, I heard a slight banging on my door. I questioned it but decided not to answer the door. They bang on the door a few more times, louder this time. I angrily see who it is before opening my door because it could easily be an axe murderer. I grabbed my Taser and looked out the peephole, and I couldn't believe who it was.

I put my taser back on the nightstand and opened the door with my arms crossed, obviously pissed because he interrupted my going to sleep.

"Corey, what the hell is wrong with you, ban-"

Before I could finish, he stepped to me, pulled me closer, and we began to kiss. Before I could get any deeper, I tried to stop him.

"Corey...I told you I can't do this anymore. And how the hell did you even know where I was? I know you aren't stealing me, so what the Fuck?"

"I begged Mehlani and wouldn't let her return to bed until she gave it up. They almost whooped my ass for waking them and almost their baby. But it was worth it."

I rolled my eyes at the sight of him.

"Corey, you're drunk and don't know what you're doing. Go home."

Baby, look, I'm sorry, I want you, I NEED you. I've always NEEDED you. Baby, Please! Forgive me?!"

He picks me up while closing the door with his foot as it automatically locks itself. He Carried me towards the bed and gently laid me down. He gently comes on top of me as he moves his kisses from my lips to my neck, remembering exactly where my spot was. I let out a slight moan, but I refused to show any pleasure to him. He moves his hands to my robe, slowly untying it, revealing my black lace lingerie set.

He gazes at me lying in front of him, and he looks as if he's in awe.

"Baby, you are so beautiful. I could let this night end without you knowing how I feel about you."

"You've already told me, Corey. What more it's there for you to do?"

I was questioning what he had in mind and what it entails.

"I never showed you."

He gently kissed me from my neck to my breast, sucking them endlessly while grabbing my waist to steady his hold. He then travels his kids from my stomach to just above my privates. He slowly removes my underwear and lowers his head. He began to lick my clit, as I threw my head back in a sensation. He began to eat me out before inserting his fingers inside me.

I gasped at the feel of his fingers caressing my insides.

"Damn, you're wet already, baby. Keep it up for me."

He continued to eat my pussy, while simultaneously fingering me. I haven't felt this amazing in so long that I forgot how it felt.

Still not wanting to give him the satisfaction of my pleasure, I moan lightly. Not too long after, I feel myself releasing into him.

"Damn, girl." He wiped his mouth with his hands before licking the rest off,

"I forgot how Fuckin delicious you were. I've wanted to get you out of that gown ALL NIGHT."

I scoffed and lightly rolled my eyes.

"I saw you dancing the whole night with Mehlani, and you looked so Fuckin sexy. I wanted to take you right there on that floor."

He then stood up, and I saw he was ready, but I couldn't. He had hurt me, and sex WASN'T going to fix it, not THIS time.

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This is a snippet of a new story I’m working on starring Carmelo Hayes. Let me know what y’all think. I’m open to ALL feedback😌😁

Club LOTE; is the hottest Club/Lounge in Atlanta. And tonight, it was victim to the Promo King Of the South, Carmelo Hayes.

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Carmelo entered the building trailing behind the bottle girls with his crew, dapping up some of the guys in the club and hugging the females while they snapped their pictures of him. Carmelo is one of the hottest male promoters in the Southern Region. Promoting through major cities like Houston, Miami, Nashville, and of course, the ATL. As he walked in with his boys, all I could see was him. That man knew he was the epitome of sexiness. He knows how much pull he has here, yet he keeps it humble and gracious.

My girl Nia and I go to the bathroom to fix our look after fighting and fussing to get into this club. I’ve never been to LOTE, so the atmosphere was pretty new to me, and the same goes for Nia. We decided to come out and Celebrate my new job offer. I became the Executive Content Producer for Essence Magazine. Which was always a part of my Top Two choices, and it wasn’t number two.

“Girl, I know you saw Trick's fine ass walking in with Melo. You already know what he does to me; seeing him doesn’t help Shit.” Nia groaned slightly before eagerly checking her lip gloss and fixing her makeup.

“Nia, you know exactly who I was looking at, so Trick was nowhere near my sightline.”

“Shay, please! Kiss my ass.”

“With pleasure!” I kiss my hand and slightly tap her butt. “Lucky you!” gleaming slightly before grabbing my purse and exiting the bathroom.

They laugh before doing a final look at their outfits and makeup.

As I walked out of the restroom with Nia, ‘How Deep’ by Jeezy blasted on the speakers as I got closer to Carmelo’s section.

Carmelo and I made eye contact for a few seconds, but it felt like time had stopped. I managed to send him a slew of my “ I would Fuck the shit outta you ” looks before turning away; he smirked kindly and then turned away before sipping his drink.

Nia and I decide to get some drinks before we dance.

“What’ll it be, ladies?” The bartender asked, ready to receive our orders.

“A tequila sunrise for her and a lemon drop Martini for me.”

“Alright, coming right up.” The bartender turns and starts making our drinks. Not too long after, she places them in front of us.

“Will that be Card or cash?” The bartender asked.

Before I could answer, a deep voice jumped in.

“Make that card. And keep my tab open; I’ll be back later. And whatever other drinks these beautiful ladies want, add them to my tab as well. Got it?”

“Of course, Melo heard you loud and clear.”

The bartender grabs the card, puts it in the tab folder, and puts it next to the computer.

“Oh, um…Melo?! You didn’t need to- “

He politely cut me off and said, “Yes, I did! Enjoy it, baby girl. And whatever it is you’re celebrating, congratulations!” He grabbed my hand & kissed it before walking back to his section.

I turned to Nia and was shocked by what had just happened.

“Girl…am I trippin', or did he just give you that sexy ass gesture? Shay, you better go snatch him up! You know that has been your ULTIMATE dream with Carmelo. Girl…GO MAKE YOUR MOVE!”

“Are you sure? He seems a little…preoccupied now.” A couple of females surround him while touching his chest, feeling every inch of his muscles. He eventually played along when the cameras came out and started recording.

I waited some time until they were done recording. But then more and more females wanted to do the same thing: a video or picture with Melo. I’ll record any and everything for work but not myself. I feel I’m not meant to be on camera but behind the scenes.

Thirty-Minutes Later

I do one last check with Nia before walking to his section. I got there, and this big ass linebacker of a security guard kept blocking my way into the section.

“Sorry, ma'am, no groupies allowed.” the guard blew me off by waving his hand, saying next, and then letting an ACTUAL groupie in the section.

“My nigga, I thought you said “No Groupies!” WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!”

“Uhm…HELLO?! Mr. Keep that tab open; a little help?”

I raised my arms in agitation, especially since the guard won’t let me in, but he let in all the Groupies. Not to mention I'm still drunk, trying to get into this section to talk to Melo. Ughh…Niggas irk my nerves.

“Yo Benni, she good man; let her up.”

He waved for me to come his way, and as I did, I ran into a few more females taking videos with him. So I had to think of something quick and painless to get his attention before my drunken buzz wore off.

“Aye man, y’all already know what it is and all it’s gone be. It’s yah boys, Trick & Melo, and we are out here at Club LOTE. We got the hottest DJ, the best drinks, and, most importantly, the finest ladies in the ATL. It’s still time to get in… so y’all slide on Down to The LOTE. It’s LIT!!”

Before the live ended, I gently grabbed Melo and passionately kissed him while the camera was still rolling. Suddenly, a slew of cameras popped out of nowhere, capturing our kiss. I release Carmelo from my hold before hurriedly grabbing Nia and making our way out of the club.

“Bitch…how much have you had to drink?” Nia shockingly said before we got into our Uber.

“Honestly,” *Releases drunken belch* Four Lemon Drops, three tequila shots and”

I drift off through my thoughts, displaying a face of worry.

“And what Bitch?” I take one last sigh before telling her I drove the boat with some Hennessy, which was the WORST decision I could’ve made while drinking.

“And…I drove the boat with a bottle of Henny.”

Nia looks at me in her ‘You done fucked up’ face; without saying a word.

“Keep your judgments to yourself, Hoe.” I beat her to the punch before she could say anything else slick.

“Well, I mean, the Henny did do its’ job. Shay, you made the first move and kissed Melo in front of EVERYBODY in LOTE and not to mention on LIVE. Those girls who were on LIVE were The Atlanta Shade Girls. They have over 500,000 subscribers on Instagram, and you will be the most talked about female in the city in the next 12 hours. So enjoy your last hours of freedom; this is the last bit of anonymity you will have in this city. After tonight, Melo did just like Twista & made you an Overnight Celebrity.”

What the Fuck did I just do?

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