𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐃𝐄

𝙊𝙉𝙀!

JAZMINE! JAZMINE! JAZMINE!

i answered the phone impatiently, smiling at the contact photo of me and my best friend holding up our middle fingers to the camera, put arms looped around each other. i answer the call, rolling my eyes as she trails off into a story of yet another bitch who tried her today.

'stop running your mouth and get to the point, ki! i ain't got all day, i need to get to school!'

'what you mean- anyways! am i still picking you up from yours?' she asks and i swear under my breath, remembering the conversation we had last night.

'nah, nah forget that. that, um, elom kid dropping me off today. you know my neighbour?' i say, trying to keep my voice level as elom's tongue pumped in and out of me.

'who?'

'elom. uhm neck like a giraffe, eyes like a bug? that one tall lightskin nigga in our american history class,' i bite my lip, controlling the moans that threaten to escape. i muffle his own with the covers and press the phone closer to my ear.

'ohh, that guy! the one with the fine ass famous brother right?' she says.

'yeah, him! listen, i gotta go! see you later mamas!' i say into my phone before i hang up and drop it onto the floor.

i feel my hips bucking as elom strokes my clit furiously, making me orgasm into his open mouth. i moan loudly, gripping my bed. he licks me clean, grabbing a towel to further clean us and snatching the one from underneath us.

'ion know why you had to answer the call, you couldn't even scream my name and that's the best part of eating you out,' he smirks, pulling on his shirt.

'if i didn't she would've known something was wrong. and don't flatter yourself that much it wasn't that good,' i scoff, jumping up to wiggle the jeans over my ass.

'that's not what you were saying last night, shawty.'

'we need to go or else we gon be late!' i say, changing the subject.

'you the one that wanted the quickie but okay,' he mumbles.

'what you say?' i ask, hoping my head around to face him.

'nothing.' elom says.

'can't even say it with chest, huh?' i smirk, pulling at him to hurry up.

'aight, i'm ready.'

we head to elom's car and i thank the lord once more that both our parents leave super early for work. he starts driving us to school, giving me the AUX cord to play music.

'and none of that hot girl shit,' he says handing it to me.

'shut up, thinking you're bad just cause you've listened to one ybn nahmir song,' i roll my eyes before putting on hot girl summer.

he laughs as the melody comes on. 'can't go two minutes without seeing you dance to this fucking song in your room.'

'stop being a perv and watching me through your window.'

'stop shaking your ass at me when you know i can see you acting all sexy and shit,' he laughs, gripping the wheel.

'lil nigga got jokes huh?'

'you bet, shawty.'

we arrive at school and he parks in a space. we get out and he reaches over to hand me my bag which was laying in the back seat.

'here.'

'thanks elom,' i smile. i straighten my hair in the mirror, bending down to see how i looked.

'no need to check that when you got a man here who knows you look good,' he cheeses.

'corny ass,' i can't help a smile from spreading across my face and he notices.

'bye, gotta get to class,' he says, leaning in to kiss me and i pull away.

'why are you kissing me goodbye like we a couple? we're only fuckbuddies, lom, and ion even want anyone knowing that,' i hiss quietly so no one else can hear.

'calm down, jaz! it was a mistake,' he says, frowning. 'i know we're just fuckbuddies.'

'good! i gotta go.'

i leave him there and head off to my next class.

NOTES!

i'm trying to write in first person to see how it goes!

i really like this so far ahhh