.Davida.
{7:10 AM March 18}
Prod- D if you dont get your fat ass down here in 60 seconds you'll be walking to school
"Fucking asshole!!' I rolled my eyes and grabbed my bag off my bed and ran downstairs. He always wanna rush people. The hilarious thing about it is he's late. Just like a nigga aint he?
"Alright daddy, thats my ride. See you later, love you!" i pecked him on the cheeck and headed out the front door just in time to see Prod pretend to pull away.
"Haha very funny!" I say as he pulls back into my driveway.
"What?! Can't a guy have a little fun?" he asked chuckling.
I hop in the car and playfully roll my eyes. "You're a asshole you know that right?" I chuckle just a little.
"Yea but you love it!" He gives me this cheeky ass grin and speeds out of my driveway and down the street.
He turned on the radio to hear them playing 'Twerk It' by Busta Rhymes and Nicki Minaj. "YOOO TURN THIS UP!!! MY FUCKING JAM!!!" He laughed at my sudden outburst and blasted it all the way up.
"Dutty gyal!
When yuh see mi, 'ere weh yuh fi do
BOW DOWN.
Big chain, and it heavy too!
RESPECT. How dem gwan like we nuh pave way?
Queen yah, London rate we di same way!
Come 'ere bwoy! Bowcat, oh, true yuh rich?
Weh yuh wallet? Yeh, yuh 'ave it? Mmm, gi we it!
Kartel. Beenie Man. Bounty Killa too!
Roll di weed, buss ah dutch, all rizzla too!
Bruk it out! Flip. Land pon ya head gyal!
Brooklyn. When we shoot, Net gyal!
Trinidad, and nuh James mi ah chat 'bout.
Pussyhole! Gyal ah bitter, but weh dat bout?!" I belted while wiggling around in my seat, meanwhile prods eyes stayed glued to me the whole time. I giggled,"What?!"
He bit his lip. "Nothing. I just love when you talk in an island accent"
"Oh really?" I raised an eyebrow and leaned over and whispered in his ear "keep biting ya lip like dat' gwan make meh wet bwoy" I giggled to myself as I watch his body tremble. This boy was too easy.
"Damn girl, you got a nigga hard and shit and the sun ain't even been up for 4 hours!" he said turning down an alley way and pulling the car over.
I laughed."Oh my god prod, what the hell are you doing?"
"don't worry 'bout dat babe" he said trying to mimic my accent. Please note that I said TRYING! He sounded more like a hillbilly. Not gonna lie though, it was adorable.
He unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled me onto his lap and started to devour me. "Whoa...big boy calm down.." I said in between kisses and giggles. "We're going to be late.." Like he gave a damn.
"So? I'm sure you won't miss anything important" he said while placing kisses down my neck.
"Prod...you gotta stop.." I said putting my hand in his chest. Part of me wanted him to stop but the other half really wanted him to fuck me senseless right here in this alley way. Fuck who saw.
He slowly slid his hand in between my thighs and slipped them into my shorts. I could feel his fingers rubbing my clit through my panties and my God did it feel good. I couldn't help but to let out a tiny moan.
