I giggled as I went through my camera roll seeing Sheyaa's goofy ass. I smile when I see his name pop up asking to call. I immediately catch myself. Hes not my man. I answer putting my phone on top of the dresser so I can finish my makeup.
"Heyyyyyyy" He asks. I frown and turn my attention to him. He's smiling like crazy and his eyes are bloodshot red. I shake my head and laugh. "are you high sheyaa?" He looks at me through the phone like I had just cut my head off. "Guh you crazy foreal" He laughs. I sigh and continue to do my lashes. Sheyaa starts singing to lil Wayne making me smack my lips. "Sheyaa....Sheyaa!" I say trying to get his attention. He just sings louder. After the song ends he laughs like the most funniest thing happened. "whats so funny" I ask smiling at him.
"You got a big ass head foreal" he said cracking up. My smiles fades from my face and I shake my head in disappointment. "you think you so funny" I say he just keeps on laughing. "on my momma ima bout to hang your hoe ass up" I say. He slows his laughter and slurs "nooo don't leave ma I was just playing" he giggles and I mug him. "You beautiful shorty I was just playing wit you"
My cheeks turn pink as a smile creeps onto my face. "man you play to much" I say waving my hand. "Ima come over I don't trust your high ass" I say as an excuse. He doesn't say anything making me look back over to my phone. I see him passed out on his couch. I laugh silently and take a picture of him.
I stay on the phone with him the whole drive to his just to make sure nothing happens. Once I arrive I hang up and open the door with my key he gave me. I open the door and quickly see Sheyaa dead asleep on the couch. I was feeling hungry so I decided to cook some food for a little late night snack. I made some red velvet cookies and they was hitting.
I walked back over to Sheyaa and hit him over the head with a pillow. "bop got yo ass" I say laughing as he scrambled awake. I plopped down next to him now that he was sitting up. He rubs his eyes and stretch's. He was looking mad good I ain't even gonna hold you. I was feeling risky so I got up and straddled his lap. He looked at me with a weird face. "What you doing ma?" he said putting his arms around me and laying them on my ass. "You still high?" I ask him and he responds with "Nah not anymore" I nod and stare into his dark eyes.
He starts to massage my ass with his hands making me sigh in content almost moaning. "Do you like me Sheyaa?" I ask putting my face into his neck. Instead of replying he grabs my chin and smashes his lips onto mine. Oo this man. We make out for a hot minute and as we do he smacks and rubs my ass. He lays us down so I am on top of him on the couch. I pull away from the kiss and start to rub against his print. He grabs onto my hips and guides me. He pulls me back into a kiss "you gonna be the death of me ma" He says and I laugh pulling his shorts down.
