Hinovel
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Summary
To only be 17, Honey has been through it all. From going through her fathers violent death at a young age, to her mother being strung out on drugs, she was troubled. Her and her sister Kesha, who has two small children had to make a way. And with Honey being in a over controlling relationship with a hood nigga named Monty. Her life was hectic. But can Jameson, a football player who has fallen in love with her, help her out of this toxic relationship? Read to find out.
Plot
"oooou Monty yes right there. plea- don't stop" I moaned out loudly. I had a perfect arch and I was throwing my ass back loudly. My boyfriend was in love with the sight. "You like that daddy dick? don't you?" Monty asked pounding every inch he had into me from behind. He knew I loved when he talked to me during sex and I was getting wetter and wetter.
"Yes I love that daddy dick, baby I love it" I yelled. He slide out of me before putting his dick into my mouth, I deep throated that shit and jacked him off at the same time. Makes him cum every time. I went faster and faster until he came all over my face. “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath. I smiled as I got up to go get my clothes. "What you doing? We not done." Monty said with a smirk on his face. I signed and turned around. Monty bent me back over. I arched my back and waited for him to slide back in.
20 minutes later.
After we finished I got up and went to take a long hot shower. I spent a night over here because I didn't wanna stay home and watch Mj and Jaden bad asses but I still had to go to school. So I got out the shower and went back to his room to get dressed. “Man where the fuck are you going? I’m tired of you leaving and shit.” Monty said sparking a blunt.
I signed because we go through this almost every day. “School. Where else?" I said pulling my phone out to take a picture of myself in his mirror. When I got done I turned around and seen him laughing. "Something funny?" I asked scrunching up my face. "You know you ain't got no ass right" he managed to say between his laughter.
“Yeah well maybe if you was putting in some actual work I would. So I blame you.” I said laughing with him. Monty stopped and looked at me with a straight face. “Girl stop playing wimmie.” He said. “Cause you sholl wasn’t saying that a couple minutes ago.” He added laughing. I rolled my eyes at him. He ran over to me and picked me up, then slammed me on the bed. “Monty you play too damn much.” I said struggling to get from under him. We fought for a good three minutes before he got up to take me to school.
We pulled up, and before I got out the car he grabbed me by my arm. "you bet not post that picture either." He said. I couldn't help but smile. "You are not my daddy Monty" I said pulling away. “yeah aight, that's not what you was sayin this morning when I was in that thang. And i'm not playing, don't post that shit Honey." Monty said in a stern voice. I rolled my eyes and got out the car. He was way too over protective for me.