"Hey Kentrell can you pass me the salt?" I asked, and he looked at me with a smug look before responding.
"Tell polo pass you the salt." He spat, before putting his face back into his phone. I just rolled my eyes at his petty ass
We were still at the restaurant, and every since he seen that text he's been distant and petty as hell. Every chance he's got to say something or do something rude to me he has
I glared at him about to say something-
"Here Loni" Joseph passes me the salt, and I thanked him shaking some on my lemons
Shit was soooo good.
"So Loni what you plan on doing when we get back to Atlanta?" Kd asked making me surprised.
"Wow kd I didn't think you cared about what I wanted to do. Thanks." I smiled
"I don't. Just tryna cheer you up since Kentrell keep dissing yo ass." My face dropped, as he and everyone at the table started laughing
"Fuck all y'all." I flicked them off, getting up from the table. "I'm going to the bathroom" I pushed in my chair.
"Ass looking right Loni girllll" Either Kd or Ben said and I ignored them, continuing my walk to the bathroom
I eventually found it, opening the door and walked in looking walking to a stall. I found the cleanest one, and used it, then started washing my hands.
I was drying off my hands when I heard the door open, but I paid it no mind continuing to dry my hands
I felt hands wrap around my waist, and someone's body press against me. I looked in the mirror to see Kentrell behind me smirking
I ignored him, holding my hands up to the dryer. He started dry humping me, making me turn around quickly
"What the hell do you want?" I snapped
"Guh who da' hell you talking to? Don't play with me Loni" He spoke sternly, grabbing my neck, wrapping his hand around it
"I-" I got cut off when he grabbed my face attacking my lips, and I kissed back putting my hand behind his neck
He stared into my eyes, before sitting me on top of the counter, deepening the kiss
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"T-Trell" I moaned, feeling his fingers slowly pump in and out of me.
"Oh-m-godddd" his fingers pumped in and out making my body go crazy. I opened my eyes, and we stared at eachother. He kept going until I shook violently, cumming.
I embarrassedly covered my face, hiding my face into his neck. He chuckled moving my hands back, making me draw back
"Ah ah. Wash yo hands nigga" I pushed his hands off me.
"It's yo cum" he laughed, walking around to the sink washing them. I watched him, analyzing his features
This nigga looked good as hell.
"Say, I think I'm done being mad now. I just wanna know why that nigga texting yo phone? Yall got some?" He asked, as I cleaned myself up.
"No kentrell— you just get mad so fast before you can even let me explain myself. And I feel like it's not right how you low blowed my ass any chance you could get because you were mad. You had all them feeling bad for me an shit" I pouted
"My bad. I just get so mad at the thought of any nigga getting close to you or you entertaining them other than me. I know you just now finding out all this shit— but it been like that. Das' why ian neva won't yo ass to get a boyfriend." He chuckled, placing his hands on my thighs.
"Well Kentrell, all you had to do was pull me to the side an' talk to me about it. You ain have to show out on my ass in front of everybody." I paused.
"I know how you used to treat your other girlfriends or whatever but I'm NOT them. If we gone have anything going on, then you gone have to respect me cause I know my worth. No matter who you are, you gone have to respect me." I told him truthfully.
I wasn't bout to let no nigga run over me, no matter who it was. Just wasn't gone happen.
"Ight. I'm sorry, ok?" He leaned closer.
"Mhm. Ion need sorry's, I need actions. Stop being sorry, ion give sorry niggas chances."
"Aight Damn, just told my ass" we both laughed, pecking each others lips after.
"Now come on cause I know them nigga's wondering where we at."
