1 Week Later
Memphis, TN
“Happy birthday, baby," Quill said softly kissing me. I woke up slowly. “It's my birthday?" I asked. He nodded. “Really?" I said sitting up. “Yeah, baby. I got something for you," he said. “What is it?" I asked. “You'll see later."
I pulled him down to me and kissed him. “You gotta do me a favor this time." I kissed him again. “What is it?" He kissed me. “You know what it is, baby. A favor," I said. He thought about it. “Hell nah," he said. I laughed. “No. I'm just playing."
“You know what I really want?" I asked. “I wanna fuck in Donovan's room." He shook his head. “What I tell you bout that, Ivanna?" “C'mon, baby. It'll be fun... just like doin it in the money." He sighed. “You serious?" “Yeah. I want you to fuck me like you did last night," I said pulling him down the stairs. “Na if Donny come back and walk in on us..." “You just gon have to beat his ass like you always do." He laughed.
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JugendliteraturIvanna Wells was a regular 17 year old girl from Atlanta. She was a senior in high school, cheer captain and a straight A student until she met Donovan Chandler...
