Gavin
I glanced around at my little together I threw for myself. I was straight-forward and greeted my guests as I could. They all were wishing me a happy birthday as I was passing them by. Niggas was giving me play, and bitches was trying to get at me.
Now, I don't throw s**t like this that often, but sometimes you just got to let loose once in a while. Since it is a nigga's birthday, I roamed around to see which lucky lady will get dicked down by this birthday nigga tonight.
To pass my time, I've made my rounds and flirted with some women here and there. All were trying to attempt to get a dance from me or something more. But they weren't to my liking, so I lied and told them I'll get with them later. I was about to mingle around some more when I heard the most dreadful voice ever at this very moment.
"Ice!!!!" I cringed just knowing whose voice that belongs to. I rolled my eyes and turned around to see a pissed off Cindy marching her way towards me. I don't know why she's pissed off, but she needs to watch that f*****g attitude of hers though. This is why I can't stand clingy bitches! They think that we're more than what we were. Cindy needs to get that through her thick ass head.
"Ice, why are you flirting with them other bitches when you are suppose to be with me? I'm your f*****g girlfriend and your flirting with other girls is okay?! Why do you keep doing this s**t to me?!!!" She asked in an irritated expression. I looked at her ass puzzled as ever. It's clear to me that she must have lost her mind and is not getting the message at all.
"Listen, I've told you about how you f*****g talk to me. We are not together and we'll never will be. YOU. ARE. NOT. MY. WOMAN!!! Are you f*****g getting it? All you ever were to me was a nut to bust, making my s**t, and getting my money."
"So this how it is between us? You don't have any sort of feelings for me what so ever? You know how much I feel about you Ice. I love you!" She said getting teary eyed and s**t. Call me heartless, but this b***h knew what was up. I told her not to get her feelings involve with this. It's not my fault that she didn't listen to me.
"Cindy, I warned you before and I was loud and clear to you when I said it. I told you not to get your feelings caught up, didn't I? Now you standing here telling me you love me and s**t. You know damn well I don't love you in return. So, whatever you think we got going on in that head of yours, you need to get that out. We are never going to happen. You got that?" I said looking at her for an understanding. She nodded her head yes and I walked away from her. She gets on my f*****g nerves every time she's even near me. Something told me not to f**k with her in the beginning.
I started making my way over to the kitchen to grab something to drink. That is, until I caught my eyes on someone tonight. That same someone that I've encountered before. Aaliyah. Her name and her baby face haven't escaped me ever since I saw her fine ass.
I knew right then and there that I got to have her sexy ass. I'm honestly surprised to see her here, but I really don't give a f**k how she got here cause this event was suppose to be private. But s**t, f**k it, she's here and trust and believe that she is the lucky lady to f**k up my sheets tonight.
"Aye what's up bruh?" I looked over and saw that it was Randy getting me out of my thoughts. This nigga over here grinning and s**t. "What's up man," giving him some play in return.
"Nothing much man just looking at the fine honeys here." He said as we're staring at three women passing us by giving us them seductive looks. "But, I've already caught me one tonight though." Randy said paying his attention back to me.
"For real?"
"Yeah nigga she bad as f**k too. She alittle shy though, but I bet I can get her out of that shyness."
"I bet." I chuckled as I turned my attention back to that Chocolate Goddess.
The song Work Sumn by Kirko Bangz, Tory Lanez, and Jacquees started playing. Her and her friends made their way to where everybody was dancing and started rolling their hips around.
"Ay yo bruh, you see sexy black with the braids?" I pointed towards the trio. He scanned the area for a minute until he saw who I was talking about.
"Oh, that's the one you were talking about?" He nudged his head to the small trio of girls.
One of them is the chocolate goddess in the black, next one is a mocha-caramal honey in green, and the final one is a sexy seniorita in pink.
"Yeah bruh! That's the one that's been on my mind for a minute now." I looked at her again admiring how beautiful she looks tonight.
"Oh she bad bro, but I've been eying her friend in the green over there."
"She fine too, along with the one in the pink."
He glared at me with a death stare and I'm wondering what the hell I said wrong. "What I say?" I shrugged.
"That's my cousin nigga!"
"For real! That's your actual cousin?"
"Yes, fool! Our moms are sisters."
"My bad." I chuckled and raised my hands in surrender.
He rolled his eyes at me and paid his attention back to the girls, "Anyway, I'm about to make my move on her though." Randy said to me.
"Yeah, I'm 'bout to holla at shawty myself." I replied back.
We both made our way over to them and kind of did the element of surprise. We snuck behind them and grabbed them by their waist pulling them closer to us. She turned around to reveal her pretty face. She didn't wear much makeup on her. The only visible makeup she had on was some lip gloss on her thick lips that is just too damn kissable.
Like I've noticed before, she had on a little black dress that is showing off her curves, which is turning me the f**k on. Especially when she has on heels that makes her look a little taller.
She had these long jet black braids in her hair that went down to her back. It looks freshly done on her even though I'm not a big fan of women wearing fake hair, but I can bypass with the braids. She was pulling it off really nicely.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and she put that beautiful smile on her face. We were just dancing the whole time until I decided to talk to her.
"It's good to see you again, Aaliyah."
She reared her head back with her eyebrows scrunched together. "How did you know my name?" She asked in confusion.
"I saw your name tag. I be checking things out." I smiled at her.
"Oh" she blushed and looked down like she was embarrassed or something.
"Well, since you know my name what's yours?" she asked me. I stared at her for a moment looking into her pretty brown eyes. "Gavin."
"Gavin what?"
I snickered as this girl was asking a nigga all that, but I told her anyway. "It's Thompson. What else you want to know? My social security number or something?" I joked as she giggled at me.
"No, I just like to know peoples last name. Is it so bad to ask?"
"Nah, I'm just f*****g with you, so what's your's since you know mines."
She smiled at me and simply said, "James." I nodded my head and we'd continued to stare at each other swaying to the music.
As soon as the song was over, Early 2K by Chris Brown ft. Tank came on. Now, babygirl got some moves. She started twerking on my d**k which had my s**t twitching out of control. We were grinding and dancing nonstop until the song was over, until a trap song came on again. We were both into each other enjoying ourselves when the song, Potential, by Summer Walker started playing.
I pulled her into me as close as possible. We were both now body to body. We've slowly swayed to the song as it was playing. My hands were back around her waist, but my fingertips were close to her ass this time. It's close enough to where she won't notice. Then her arms made their way around my neck again. I leaned in and put my head in between the crook of her neck.
As I was dancing with her, I was intoxicating her sweet scent of her perfume. I couldn't resist it any longer, so I started kissing on her neck. She was taken aback by it and looked at me. We are now face to face with each other and I took advantage of that. I crashed my lips onto hers and we started a full-blown make out session.
The kiss is so good that I knew I couldn't back out any longer. I slipped my tongue into her mouth without her permission. My tongue and hers were intertwining with each other fighting for dominance until I pulled away.
"Lets go somewhere private." She looked hesitant for a second, but she then nodded her head and said: "Okay."
I grabbed her hand and led her out of the crowd. We went upstairs and headed to my bedroom. Once we got there, s**t got real.