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My vinyl collection (so far).
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henneseyhoe · 3 months
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Unique x BLACK!FEM!reader
WARNINGS: unprotected seggs(wrap before you tap!), dirty talk, after care, soft(ish)!Unique, pussy whipped!Unique, kinda short, das it(I think)
SUMMARY: Unique figures if he can’t get over her, he’ll get under her instead.
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Girl, I want everything that come with you. Even if you got stretch marks and even two children. I can’t blame you, girl.
It seemed like he always ended back up here. Right here. In this bed. With this woman. Wrapped up in her sheets with his hands touching all the parts only the luckiest of men got the pleasure of even seeing. He swore they were meant to be, and she almost thought so too. He treated her so well, like the beauty she was, and she couldn’t be more grateful.
They had known each other since the sandbox, his mother always offering to watch her while her mother was at work and since that first time they met, they were connected at the hip.
No matter if they fell out and swore to stop fuckin’ with each other, they always ended right back together. No matter how many times she attempted to leave, he’d just find her again.
He hoped by the last time she left he’d be too tired of her bullshit to follow after her, but he was more resilient than he thought, and withdrawals are a muthafucka. Now he knows how the people he serves feel.
That first taste he had of her? It was like a babies first lick of sugar, addiction waiting to happen. The first time he came was like floating in outer space with no destination or desire to be anywhere else. And as ironic as it was, she looked innocent on her knees for him.
Her mouth worked its way down on him until the tip of her nose touched his stomach and her eyes began to water, her throat capturing his entire length. With no problem, she bobbed her head up and down on him, her mouth so sloppy that spit escaped from her lips and trailed down to his balls, making him shudder.
She took her hand and began spreading the spit around his heavy sack, massaging as she felt him throb in her mouth, the taste of precum already being prevalent on her tongue. He occupies his hands and digs his fingers into the couch cushions, knowing that she would stop and he’d be fucked if he reached for her freshly done silk press that was wrapped in a silk scarf, secure for those rough times.
Flashes of white appeared behind his eyes like stars as that familiar pull in the bottom of his stomach appeared once again, a warm sense of feeling covering his body as he came down her throat for the first time in months since he found out where she had been hiding. Which just ended up being her childhood home in the city over.
It took unique all but a mere few seconds to recover before he was pulling her up from her knees and into his strong hold, giving her that kiss of death before he got to doing his own damage. As he stood from the couch with no care about the jeans and belt still around his thighs, their tongues danced together in sync. Unique could taste every bit of both of them on her tongue, but he was never one to fuss about kissing after head if it was with her. He welcomed it if anything.
Tossing her body onto the bed, he takes a second to admire how the room hadn’t changed one bit since she became an adult. A doll house sat in the corner with dolls still inside, a memory of the last time she had played with them. Teddy bears that had eventually fallen off the bed when she was sat. Pink walls with brown, white, and gold for the future. A color pallet reminding him of something else in particular.
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“Nique~” She moaned sweetly, her hands gripping the sheets underneath her as the man above her pushed his hips onto her ass, his piece sinking into her ever so slowly. The stretch was always the same, the thickness of him leaving a burning sensation at her entrance the more he pushed into her, but it only stayed for a few seconds as she adjusted to his size, which was nothing average.
The thrusts were sensual and loving until he leans up off of her and pulls out just a bit further than usual, giving her the room to pull her ass up in the air and put a perfect arch in her back. She began bouncing herself back onto him, gaining speed and momentum as he meets her ass with his hips.
“Oh fuck..” He groans quietly.
His eyes were trained on the motions of her soft skin jiggling with every collide of their bodies. His thrusts only got harder from there, segments of moans falling from the girls lips. He didn’t even have to tell her how wet she was, the squelching sounds erupting from where they connected told her all she needed to know.
Switching the angle of his thrusts, he places one knee onto the bed and leans into her, his hands placed in the middle of her back just to make sure she wouldn’t be able to run from the lethal position. And running, she did not do, couldn’t do because of how he was holding her. Suddenly the bed dipped under them both with the strong force of his thrust making her collapse on her stomach, leaving the girl breathless after calling out to the highest one she worshipped.
“You feel that, baby? I’m in it?” He asks with his breathing unsteady, his balls tightening and her toes curling.
“Yes, Nique!”
She was in shambles trying to keep up with him. She could feel the tip of his dick pressing against her g spot, constantly slamming into it like a button, like he’d get some kind of prize if he pushed it correctly. He fucked her so hard, sweet compliments being the only things that contradicted the rough strokes. She could hear the belt buckle of his pants jingling around his ankles, remembering that they had barely been undressed fully before Unique got impatient and just shoved his pants down and her nightgown up before pushing her to her knees.
As Unique continued on with damn near breaking this girls childhood bed, he thought to himself. This was the pussy that niggas killed for. The type pussy that’d have you bussing back to back without a second thought about a condom. This was the pussy he thought about on those lonely nights when she was mad at him, when he had to take matters into his own hands and desperately jerk himself off, his mouth agape and muscles flexing as he cums all over his stomach to the beautiful thought that was her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She whimpers. At this point she could feel him poking at her stomach and being pressed against the mattress helped nothing. He would probably fuck her through the cushion if he could.
“Uh-huh. Cum on this dick, Princess. Lemme feel you wet this dick up, show me how good I make this pussy feel” He spoke, punching nothing but a thick 9 inch pole into her spine. The man gave her no choice but to scream and give him exactly what he wanted, which was her release.
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Between her thighs were messy and wet, coated with a layer of white cream that was from both of them. Unique gently wiped her down with a wet towel, careful not to swipe over her sensitive clit too fast or harsh.
“Shhh—“ She hissed, her thighs almost closing in on his hand. Unique’s eyes flickered from her core up to her expression. “My bad” He simply apologized before tossing away the dirty rag in a hamper next to the bed. Laying next to her on his back, he sighs. “you gon’ learn to stop running from what you love”
She smiles, turning her head to look at the side of his face, getting a view of that nearly perfect profile. “Who says I love you, Unique?”
He smirks. “I don’t need a second opinion on a fact”
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Woke up and remembered I forgot the taglist chile! LMFAO(some tags aren’t showing up, dk why!)
🏷️ @thatone-girly @notapradagurl7 @swavydadon @miyahmaraj @planetblaque @msinterlude @milkiboo @bloodripleygal @stevelacyballs @naj-ay444 @blackelysian @shaolyninferno
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dreamingincolorrr · 1 year
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notapradagurl7 · 4 months
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Better Than Him.
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♡(Requested By @caashmoneynae / her writing is amazing! )♡
Black Fem! / Plus Size Reader x Joey Bada$$ as “Unique” from Raising Kanan.
Summary: You and Unique had a toxic relationship, after you moved on with a new boyfriend. Unique decided that it was time to get you back.
(Warnings: a toxic relationship, spanking, dirty talk, unprotected sex,)
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The man leaned back on the plush grey suede couch, listening to the muffled conversations of his bodyguards and crew. Laughter filled the spacious room, adorned with palazzo red and gold wallpaper, and the scent of marijuana lingered in the air. His attention was solely focused on the ten stacks of cash arranged neatly on the mahogany coffee table, held together by red rubber bands. His dark brown eyes remained fixed on the pile of money, contemplating his next move.
Unique was finishing up a few deals in his stash house around Queens late at night, the corners through the block weren't useful anymore but Unique made sure to add more customers using his stash house and his plan was successful by being one step ahead before anyone else.
"Any new word on the street Worrell?" Unique inquired of him, taking a long drag from the blunt in between his fingers.
Worrell's ears perked at the question his boss asked him, besides crime, corruption, and violence lastly Raquel working her way up, the new word on the street was about you, your new boyfriend. His right-hand man had let him know of any news to Unique. It didn't matter what it was, as long as the news is valuable for his knowledge.
Nervously, he discreetly cleared his throat while maintaining a composed expression, directing his words at Unique. "Uh, well, there are a few baseheads on the corner and Raquel been trying to get her spot. oh, and Y/N has recently started dating someone new," Worrell muttered quietly, as if not wanting those last few words to be heard.
Unique quickly rose from the couch shooting a mean mug at Worrell, his face was written with anger and jealousy but mostly jealousy clouded his mind. He heard it clearly despite him talking under his breath, this wasn't even close to being bad. Shoving the blunt into the ashtray on the square-shaped coffee table while strolling toward Worrell.
Unique's hands gripped the collar of Worrell's black jacket while roughly shoving Worrell into the wall "The fuck you heard on the street nigga? Speak the fuck up man!" Unique spat harshly, his eyes had rage in them.
"Nique you ain't gon' like it—" Unique interrupted him with a loud tsk and evil grin, "Don't make me repeat myself unless yo' ass is ready to eat a bullet Worrell.." He threatened him coldly, meaning every word.
Another fight with his boss would painfully extricating not just physically but mentally exhausting for Worrell, there was no use to keep it silent.
"I–word on the street is Y/N got a new nigga yo.." Worrell confessed, keeping his hands to his sides while sighing in defeat.
His face switched from jealousy to livid when he heard the truth, letting go of his collar. Taking in the information about his ex but her new man can't be in the picture either, not on his watch.
You and Unique's relationship was toxic, it wasn't just the late nights alone in your shared house waiting by the phone, paging him all night for an answer and never picking up. He didn't cheat on you but you knew he wasn't that stupid.
You knew from the jump that his line of work would keep him occupied in the streets, you broke up with him last year for the sake of your peace, and your mental health. You moved on to better things, got your own money, your own house and was an author.
"Who's the new nigga and what's his name yo?" Unique spat coldly, wanting who the man was with his ex.
"His name is Divine, they're living at her crib but he's in his office in Brooklyn that's all I know Nique." Worrell explained, held his hands up defensively. Nothing wanting more tension clouding the room.
"Maybe next time if you got info for me, don't hesitate nigga. Matter of fact when Divine gets off work, send my people over there and pay him a lil visit." Unique spat with ice-cold revenge laced on his lips, bringing frostbite to those who stood in his way.
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His balled-up fist banged on her front green door with flared nostrils and knocked like he was the police, frantically tapping his shoe on the porch, "Y/N open the fuckin' door yo! I know yo' ass hear me knockin' girl!" Unique spat furiously, halting his knocks causing people to stare but quickly mind their business 'cause they didn't want any smoke with Unique.
The green door swung open to reveal the brown-skinned woman with your scrunched-up face. "Yo! Who the fuck—" you spat harshly until she saw him at her door, your eyelids squinting with irritation.
What the hell does he want this time? You mentally thought to yourself, sighing in annoyance.
"What the fuck do you want Kadeem? It's my day off from work and I'm not in the mood for your bullshit today." You spat severely, your hand resting on your hip.
For more than a moment, Unique was distracted by your beauty which he was always paid attention to until this time he had a good look at you. Her thighs, your wide hips and your brown skin, the scrunched-up face that he found adorable.
You sported a black silk robe that hugged your curvaceous body with her burgundy tresses laid behind your ears and covered by a black paisley pattern bandanna.
"I came here for a talk Y/N." Unique spat, using your name that mad butterflies swarm in your stomach when he called you that. Jealously clouded his mind and his eyes were still on your curves for a bit.
Earning an annoyed groan from you while he strolled his way into the medium-sized furnished living room, brushing past you with the smell of his strong cologne and weed invading your nostrils, smacking your lips and shutting the door behind him. He needed a real answer from you, not Worrell.
Unique turned around on the heels of his timberlands with his steps getting closer to her, towering over you shooting a scowl at you. "So when the fuck was you gon' tell me about this new nigga named Divine? Is he wit' you now or what?" He questioned furiously, clenching his jaw.
"First of all, since when do I have to tell you about my man Kadeem hm? It's none of your business who's giving me some dick and hitting it right!" you spat defensively, holding your hands up in disbelief. Shooting straight at his fury.
Unique slowly shook his head in disbelief with a loud tsk, you had the nerve to rub this relationship in his face yet he didn't give up so easily when it came to anything including you.
"Y/N if it's about you then that shit is my business and you're my girl, yo' ass know damn well I'm better than him. Better than anyone else you've dated after me you heard?" Unique spat with venom, his New York slipped from his lips.
You almost couldn't believe what you wer hearing from him, shaking your head in disbelief while your arms crossed, he was possessive at the worst times, the tension between the past lovers flooded the room with your brows knitted together.
"So is Donald the bitch ass nigga here or at work? 'cause whatever you two got. That shit is dead just like he is, baby." Unique grinned devilishly, his straight face on cue. meaning every word sparks a flame inside his ex.
You felt a shot of anger from what he told you, spewing profanity at him while pushing him but it wasn't effective, "So you have him killed 'cause you can't let me go?" You shot back, you stared into his eyes, smacking your lips in irritation.
Unique would do something like that to keep you all to himself, even if you were all his or not. All mine, he thought to himself.
"You're leavin' my house right now! I didn't miss you then and didn't miss you now." you spat at him angrily, telling him to leave your house over and over again but he wasn't listening.
You scurried to the door gesturing your hands to the front door watching Unique stand still in the same spot where they were talking in the middle of the medium-sized furnished living room, not budging despite you telling him to leave, why didn't he?
"Kadeem, I'm not your girl anymore yet you say that shit like I'm still yours." you grumbled, sauntered back to him. using the last ounce of your wrath.
Unique sauntered slowly towards her with his plump lips curled up in a grin while getting closer to your face causing your back to hit the wall and his minty fresh warm breath tickled your skin, sending chills down with a low shudder. "Why are you so quiet now hm?" Unique hummed softly, his thumb tracing your bottom lips.
His index finger resting underneath you chin and lifting it up forcing you to gaze up his dark brown eyes, "I call yo' bluff when you say you don't miss me when I know you actually do baby."
Those set of words were true it was like he could see right through her, "Why tell me that you ain't my girl anymore? Ain't you still mine Y/N? Unique questioned flirtatiously, ducking his head in the crook of your neck while pecking your brown skin using his plump lips.
His hand gently latched on the sides of her neck with his knee parting your legs, "You thought I forgot about how good I make you feel?" He teased playfully, earning a soft whine from you, "Kadeem please.." you whined, Your bottom lip is submerged by your teeth, while your arousal pooled your panties due to the playful actions, not only because of the teasing, but solely because of Unique.
A dark chuckle from Unique against your skin, "Please what? Talk to me yo." He went on, his left hand pulling the drawstrings revealing your naked body. The sight of your nude curves made his dick twitch in his pants earning a groan from him.
"Please just fuck me.." You pleaded, your hand grabbing his hand and placing it on your black lace panties, he slowly slide past the hem of your panties with a soft gasp leaving your lips, his finger rubbed your clit in slow circles.
"Let's head upstairs to yo' room then."
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His naked back rested against the red slik sheets with his right hand latched around the sides of her neck and his left hand gripped your wide hips holding them in place, your back pressed against his chest while his hips relentlessly rocked into you, your eyes rolled back from his hand roughly kneading your breast with his finger grazing your erect nipple, "Kadeem Shitt!" you chanted loudly, giving your body time to shake, bounce underneath him with the excessive pleasure you received.
Your hands balled up the sheets from your walls tightening around his thick dick, "Still don't miss me baby?" Unique teased playfully, biting your earlobe. You nodded frantically, unable to speak from taking so much dick. "Use yo' words beautiful." he cooed, reeling you in with a pet name. "I missed you so much! fuckk!!" He lets loose vindictive yet ruthless thrusts as if your pussy was calling out to him encouraging Unique's dick to hit it harder till it was swollen, "I missed you too." He grunted huskily, his grip tightened around your neck.
His thumb grazed your throbbing clit while he roughly rammed into you sending you into heaven on earth except it was erotic and only them in this bed, you were moaning like a porn star, tearing the sheets apart, your legs must've gone numb when his tip kissed your cervix. "Say you're mine." he groaned, throwing his head back from the immense pleasure.
"F-fuckk! I'm yours!" you sobbed out, tears trickling down your cheeks. Your climax peaking early. "I-i'm cummin—oh shit..i can't hold it...i'm yourss." you panted softly in between his sloppy, slow thrusts. "Let it out." The lovers moaned and came in sync, kissing messily with a thin line of spit in between your lips, you squirted on his abdomen while coming undone on his dick, soaking the sheets.
"So that's how you feel about me baby? You made a big mess. You wanna another round baby?" Unique cooed, slowly pulling out but your palm touched the girth of his dick earning a groan from her man, "Yes please.." You moaned weakly, under his spell.
Unique quickly pushed your body forward so you can be on all fours, submissively arching your back in the air in a slutty way, the skin-to-skin slapping and the wet squelching noises flooding the room, "I love this pussy, gettin' so wet for me..fuck." He rasped in between his low grunts, his palm smacking her ass, leaving his handprint on you as he saw it turn red, watching his dick go in and out effortlessly, "I-i love that dick..i missed you being inside of me," you slurred out, sounding like you were drunk off his dick.
The right side of your face was mushed against the red satin sheets taking every inch of his dick from behind growing more wetter from their hot sex with your voice getting low and raspy when he rolled his hips into you, latching his hand around your neck to bring her face in, kissing your lips sloppily."I'm better than him, better than anyone else. I'm all you need." Unique grunted, his hips slowly gyrated becoming sloppier after each stroke.
"I'm the only one who fucks you better, gets this pussy wetter and knows how to handle you." Unique went on, giving more than a few strokes in. Your knees buckled while falling flat on the mattress.
"I'm cummin' again..." You let out raspily, throwing it back on him trying to match the slow motion in his thrusts. Your backside clapped against his pelvis, your juices gushed on his dick a bunch of times while unleashing his nut through your warm sticky walls, "Oh shit!" They moaned in sync, filling her up to the brim as both of them enjoyed their climax. Swiftly pulling out of you.
Your bodies flopped on the bed while laying side by side, Unique pulled her in kissing her temple. reeling the covers over their naked bodies and watching you softly sleep peacefully.
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todayinhiphophistory · 2 months
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Today in Hip Hop History:
Joey Badass was born January 20, 1995
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Eternal Sunshine of the Conscious Mind
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Conway the Machine & Joey Bada$$ - Vertino (Official Video)
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miyuhpapayuh · 8 months
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I'm gonna make Rod (in soul) Joey badass, cause...
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The material!!!
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Joey Badass for Zegna via Instagram (November 2023)
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Joey Badass & Serayah out in NYC during New York Fashion Week (2023)
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henneseyhoe · 4 months
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I need him like…yesterday.
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needle-drop · 2 years
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“Daydream in Blue” by I Monster in Mr. Robot season 2 episode 1 (2016) dir. Sam Esmail
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notapradagurl7 · 6 months
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Talk To Me. (+18)
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♡ (Requested By @naj-ay444 ) ♡
Joey Bada$$ x Black Fem! Reader.
Summary: While on their vacation in Barbados, the married couple faced a hiccup for the past few months, Joey had been neglecting Y/N, when she finally communicated the problem between them. Y/N gets more than a reward.
‼️(choking, spanking, spitting, praise/degradation, fingering, bondage, edging, creampie, sex toy.) ‼️
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As you stirred from your slumber, the gentle crashing of the blue waves and the screeching of seagulls greeted your ears. The sunlight peeked through the thick beige curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. Your hand instinctively reached for him, but found only a cold, empty space. The four walls of the spacious bedroom were painted beige and adorned with a few paintings of melanated couples. In the close distance, you could hear his deep, slightly raspy voice from the kitchen. Irritation prickled at you as you smacked your lips and rolled your eyes.
You slid off the bed with your feet meeting the cool plush carpet as you walked into the kitchen to see your husband on the phone trying to handle work-related issues.
While on your vacation in Barbados, Y/N and Jo-Vaughn faced a noticeable hiccup in their relationship. Despite being a married couple, Jo-Vaughn had been neglecting Y/N for the past few months, prioritizing work and family over quality time with his wife. This recurring pattern of Jo-Vaughn being constantly needed by others had left Y/N feeling overlooked and unimportant.
You have tried to communicate this little setback before but he doesn't get it.
Jo-Vaughn reclined in the soft beige armchair, his jet-black iPhone pressed to his ear. His chiseled chest and black sweatpants were draped around his legs, and the sunlight danced across his dark chocolate skin, his gold chains catching the light as his jewelry hung from his neck, swaying with each graceful movement of his slender body.
Y/N sported a plain black tee shirt paired with matching shorts that pooled around your thighs, your brown eyes fixed on your husband. Your shoulder-length black locs were tied up in a bun, your hands were tucked snugly into your pockets, the drawstrings swaying gently with each step your took. Your cocoa skin shimmered in the sunlight.
You gently nestled yourself into Jo-Vaughn's lap, turning to face him directly. "Why don't we stay here for a few more days?" you proposed, your brow furrowed with concern. "Just to get your mind off work baby." you replied, your voice soft yet firm.
Jo-Vaughn shook his head at you, "No, I got—" he was cut off by himself continuing the conversation and you scoffed at your husband.
You stood up abruptly from his lap as Jo-Vaughn reached out to grab your wrist, snatching your hand from his grasp. You strode away with an attitude, leaving Jo-Vaughn perplexed and calling out after you. "Hol' on real quick—Y/N! Y/N!" His voice echoed through the spacious beach house.
You were glad that your husband purchased a private beach house instead, Despite Jo-Vaughn repeatedly calling out your name, you paid him no mind.
You sauntered over to the dresser, and picked up a book, sitting down on the outdoor lounge chair where the balcony was. As you leaned back and began reading the first chapter. Hoping that the words and the waves crashing on the shore would take your mind off of your husband's neglect.
With confusion clouding his mind, why were you so upset? Jo-Vaughn quickly makes another call, the first call was for work, "Hey, I will catch y'all later when I'm back in the States a'ight? Bye." he replied, ending the call with a push of his thumb.
The second yet final call was for his family, "I love y'all but please don't bother me till I get back from my trip. Ok, goodbye. Tell Indigo that Daddy loves her." he spoke, with a push of his thumb, he ended the call.
Jo-Vaughn sauntered through the house, he saw you on the balcony reading a book. Without warning, he swiftly snatched the book from your hands, causing your face to contort with annoyance.
"Wha-" You started to say, but Jo-Vaughn interrupted you by pointing towards the bedroom. "Get yo' ass in that room, now," he demanded, his voice laced with a sternness that brooked no argument.
You knelt in the center of the bed, your heart racing with anticipation. "Do you remember our safe word, my love?" Jo-Vaughn asked, his voice soothing. You nodded, her eyes fixed on his.
"Purple," You spoke. He nestled himself between you with his legs under your stomach, his hand resting on the small of your back. With a gentle push, you sank onto his lap, your body melting into his touch.
"What's wrong, Y/N?" Jo-Vaughn asked, his expression serious. Y/N remained silent, refusing to speak. Jo-Vaughn firmly smacks your ass, the sound reverberating throughout the house. You bit your bottom lip and grasped the blankets tightly, still refusing to answer.
Jo-Vaughn gave another sharp smack to your ass, causing you to quiver and tears to well up in your eyes. He softened his expression as he wiped your tears away with his thumbs and drew you close to him.
"You have been neglecting me for the past few months on our vacation. Your family and work have been getting in the way of our relationship Jo-Vaughn," You admitted, your voice quivering as you brushed away your tears and sniffled in between your sentences.
A pang hit him hard like a slap in the face at his wife's confession, he cupped your face tenderly, "I'm glad you told me that and I'm sorry," he said simply, looking into you eyes. "You're right, we should stay here for a few more days. Just you and me, no work baby." he apologizes, kissing your lips.
Your face softened at his words, and you leaned into his touch. "Okay, I forgive you." You spoke, a small smile playing at the edges of your lips. "But you owe me big time."
Jo-Vaughn chuckled, pulling you into his arms and kissing your forehead. "Deal," he replied, feeling grateful for the chance to make things right with his wife.
"I think you need your punishment after you ignored me and refuse to communicate. Now tell me do you need it?" Jo-Vaughn asked you, his tongue running across his plump lips.
"Yes...I do."
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Your naked back pressed against the eggshell white bedsheets as your melanated skin brushed across the soft fabric, his fingers stroking in and out of your slick folds at a slow pace. The handcuffs on your wrists. You shivered as the cuffs clanked with each movement, trying to cover your face, your moans growing louder. His thumb grazed over your clit, moving in slow circles that sent shivers through your body. Suddenly, he snatched your cuffed wrists and pinned them above your head, his grip tight and unyielding. With a quickening pace, he continued to stroke his fingers inside you, driving you crazy with the teasing.
Your mouth hung open, feeble whimpers escaping your lips as you cried out, "Oh my god, Jo-Vaughn!" His fingers curled up inside you, and you curled your toes in response, your walls tightening around him. "Let me see that face, my pretty little slut." he spat, his hand sliding between your breasts to knead them roughly, your nipples hardening under his touch. You felt your juices trickling down your thighs, and you rolled your hips against his fingers, rubbing your thighs together in desperation. "Please, I need to cum," you whined, tears streaming down your cheeks. But Jo-Vaughn parted your legs using his knee, his eyes fixed on your face as you contorted in pleasure.
Jo-Vaughn was edging you, He knew exactly how to tease you, how to bring you to the brink and hold you there, suspended in a state of desire that threatened to consume you. You could feel the pressure building inside you, but you shook underneath him.
"Why should you cum when you've been bad baby? " Jo-Vaughn whispered in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "You need to learn your lesson first."
Your essence coated his fingers as it dripped onto the sheets, and his palm smacked your ass roughly, causing his wife to let out a squeal. Plunged his fingers deeper into you, his tip kissed her cervix with precision. "Oh–shit! Jo—fuck!" you screamed in pleasure, your buried your face in the pillow, drool trickling from your lips as your eyes fluttered closed. He peppered your skin with open-mouthed kisses, leaving hickeys. "You're doing amazing, baby," Jo-Vaughn cooed, releasing your neck as he rubbed your swollen clit. You clung to the bedsheets for dear life, unable to contain the intensity of the pleasure.
You moaned his name, "Jo-Vaughn! Please, I need to cum—" your hips moved slowly against his fingers as he latched his hand around the curve of your neck, his demand firm. "Open your mouth," Jo-Vaughn commanded. You obeyed, and he spat into your mouth before kissing you roughly. With a wicked grin, he finally relented. "You can come now beautiful," he purred. The knot in your stomach tightened, and you came hard. Your release was explosive, and the bed was soaked with your juices. You trembled, gasping for air, as the mind-blowing orgasm left you shaken.
Panting, you collapsed back against the bed, your body spent and sated. Jo-Vaughn removed the handcuffs, gently stroking your wrists as she came down from your high. Kissing your hand as if you were a queen in a fairytale.
"You good?" he asked, his voice soft and caring.
You nodded weakly, a lazy smile spreading across your face. "More than good," you replied. "That was amazing."
Jo-Vaughn chuckles as he kissed your forehead, "I'm not done with you yet."
"C-can you get the vibrator from the dresser?" Y/N panted, your chest heaving up and down. He hummed in reply, Jo-Vaughn grabbed the vibrator from inside the dresser with a sly smirk across his face, "You ready? He asked, his tone deepened. He pulled off his sweatpants and boxers, allowing them to hit the carpet.
You looked up at him, your eyes hazy with desire. "Yes," you breathed. "I'm ready."
He turned on the vibrator, its low buzz filling the room as he positioned it against your clit. You moaned, arching her back off the bed, "Ouuu! F-fuckk!" Y/N sobbed, your nails sunk into his triceps as you left a trail of marks on his dark skin, hissing through his teeth, he rolled the vibrator around your clit. "I think you deserve a reward." he cooed, his hand cupping your cheek, kissing you passionately. Jo-Vaughn lined his dick towards your wet vulva and gradually slid in between your swollen folds, relishing the sensation of your tight walls clenching around him.
"Damn...this pussy is so pretty and perfect, just like you," he murmured, planting a tender kiss on your temple as he began to move his hips in a slow, but forceful rhythm. You shivered from the familiar feeling of him inside of you, your husband continued to thrust into you, he deftly maneuvered the vibrator around your sensitive clit, eliciting moans of pleasure from you. Y/N's arms wrapped tightly around his neck as your hips bucked against him, body trembling with pleasure. "Yes, right there! Don't stop!" you gasped, your voice strained with ecstasy.
Jo-Vaughn quickened his thrusts, your nails dug into his back, and threw your head back onto the pillow. With practiced ease, you took every inch of him. "You're so beautiful takin' this dick," he groaned deeply, biting his lips. He adjusted the vibrator to a faster pace, circling it over your swollen clit, eliciting loud, raspy screams from you. Despite the ache and swelling, your pussy clenched and creamed around him, bringing you closer to release. Tears welled in your eyes, but you pushed through, determined to reach your peak.
On the verge of a release, Y/N whined softly to the tightening in your stomach, you could feel the beads of sweat dripping from your forehead, "I'm cumming!" you hollered, Jo-Vaughn felt your impending orgasm and picked up the pace, slamming into you with abandon as he rubbed the vibrator over your clit. "Come for me, baby," he groaned deeply, his own orgasm building within him. The skin-to-skin slapping filled the room, you jerked as you cried out, your orgasm exploding through her body. You creamed onto his dick with your essence covering him entirely, Jo-Vaughn followed suit, his own release crashing through him as he spilled his warm cum inside you. Filling you up completely in the process.
Jo-Vaughn withdrew from you and collapsed on top of his wife, the two of you both panted for breath, your bodies slick with sweat and used-up passion. Jo-Vaughn rolled off you, pulling his lover into his arms as they both lay on the soaked sheets. "I love you," he whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
"I love you too," Y/N replied, snuggling into his embrace. Jo-Vaughn slid off the bed as he scooped his wife up in his arms bridal style, sauntering into the bathroom and kissing your cheek, you shook weakly in his arms, "Let's take a bath baby girl." he added, enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies, you giggled at your husband.
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His naked back rested against the rim of the white marble bathtub as you sank into the soapy foam, surrounding them up to their shoulders. He lifted his lover by your thighs, pulling you close and your breasts rested against his chest. The bathroom was filled with the sweet fragrance of warm vanilla from the three candles glowing in the corner of the medium-sized room. The gentle splashing of water echoed throughout, accompanied by the soft melody of D'Angelo's "Lady" playing in the background. Gently, he massaged your shoulders and thighs, soothing the aches and pains that you held.
The memory of his wife's confession lingered in his thoughts, Jo-Vaughn gently cleansed your back with a green washcloth. Your winced and flinched in pain. "My bad, I'm so sorry for neglectin' you, Y/N. I promise to make it up to you in every possible way baby," he spoke in a gentle and remorseful tone as he applied pressure to your shoulders with his other hand. "We don't have to leave our vacation anytime soon," he reassured you, leaving sweet kisses on your collarbone and jawline.
Y/N leaned back into his embrace, your eyes closed as you savored the warmth of the water and the feeling of your husband's hands on your skin. "I know you will, baby," you replied, your voice laced with contentment. "I trust you."
They remained in the bathtub for a while, enjoying each other's company and the peaceful silence that surrounded them. As they got out and dried off, Jo-Vaughn pulled his wife in for a deep kiss, his hands roaming over your body possessively. "Let's get some sleep, my love," he whispered against your lips, his eyes glinting with joy.
Y/N grinned, your hands trailing down his chest. "Good to hear, I'm sore baby," you replied, your voice gentle yet you chuckle.
With that, they made their way back to the bedroom, snuggling together in the brand-new sheets as they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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Joey Badass was born January 20, 1995
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