slow wine. connie s.
"I could make you a real star, y'know that mama? know a lotta prducers n labels."
CONSTANCE sat back in a chair, legs in a man spread that honestly seemed like he was ready for you to sit your ass right between them. you nodded slowly and crossed your legs, freshly shaved.
"which kinda star you talkin' bout constance? can't tell with the way you lookin' at me."
he laughed a hearty laugh, leaning his head back a little displaying his neck tattoos. He had a falcon in the center of his throat and various animals and flowers on the sides.
"i can make you whateva kinda star you wanna be with that face."
the male sat up a little and cocked his head at you when you started to smile at him and uncross your legs.
"you can call me connie."
he held out his hand for you to shake, like a business transaction or somethin'.
"why?"
you still took his hand regardless of being confused and he kissed the back of it, both of you sitting up and he looked like he was about to get up out of the chair.
"cus' you bout to get to know me more."
"look at the camera mama they gon' wanna see ya face"
CONNIE picked your head up from the last position it was in, forcing you to look in the mirror and phone camera in front of you.
your hands grabbed at the edge of the table while he fucked you from behind. his hand was tangled up in your nice buss down you bought specifically for meeting him. the other held a camera in front of your face.
"gonna get you so popular with the labels-shit girl"
the loud sound of skin filled the recording room. one of your songs you were supposed to be letting him hear, i mean i guess you still were..was playing in the background, a pretty old school slow beat.
CONNIE groaned and slammed his phone on the table, hands grabbing at your hips and his mouth kissing at your neck.
"mygodconnie!"
blondieeu xx
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I made my very own Jean Squad bookmark :) It looks really cute! 😊💕
I love this squad so much!! 🐴 🌓 😗 🥔
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