Chapter 2 #2
“You got me fucked up. All I fuck with is dimes and up. Sounds like somebody dealing with a little regret,” Finn argued, and Rose couldn’t do nothing but laugh at the nigga. The nigga was lying. He would fuck a bitch with Freddy Kreuger face if her body was bad.
“Regret? Nigga, from what?” Luna inhaled and turned her nose up.
Finn, with his even fade and those damn dimples, was fine as fuck. Every time she saw him, Luna got flustered. She was able to contain herself, and talking shit back and forth to one another was kind of their thing. Rose and Minx always knew it was years of tension between them building up.
“From being able to lock down a real one,” Finn told her, oozing with confidence.
Luna raised her hand to the back of his head.
Smack!
“You might be a real one… I’ll give you that. What you ain’t… is boyfriend material,” she countered, passing the blunt toward Rose as he ducked his head back into the car.
He grabbed the cigar between two finger and shook his head at the two.
It seemed like they’d been arguing since the day they met.
Finn was already a loose fucking cannon, but Luna, she was with all the shits.
The two came from similar backgrounds—parents fucked up and either died or abandoned them.
Finn’s pops actually used to work for Max, and he got hit when Finn was a pre-teen.
Max felt obligated to look out for him after that.
Finn draped his arm over the car seat and made sure he had a good view of Luna.
Running his tongue across his lip sexily, he watched something flicker behind her pretty eyes.
She was one of the most beautiful creatures God ever graced the world with.
Unfortunately for Finn, she was as into playing games as he was, her smirk evidence of that.
Finn always wanted a piece of her, and she turned down all his advances, downplaying it as Finn being Finn.
“Pssh, every bitch wish I was their nigga,” he assured her.
“That’s your problem. You only fuck with bitches,” Luna pointed out.
“Not real women. Don’t get me wrong, I am that bitch, but I’m tired of niggas and their attitudes and ideals on what a woman should be.
You’d rather fuck with these airhead, Barbie–built bitches who can’t cook, don’t clean, and sit around plotting and planning on all the ways to spend your money.
Meanwhile, me and my girl here got two degrees just about under our belts, work for our own shit, and don’t allow a nigga to walk in like he runs some shit because, in all reality, y’all know what’s up.
” Finn shook his head, but his dick was waking up.
He liked all that smart shit and always knew what to do with it. When a woman came at him like that he took that shit as a challenge to fuck all that attitude right out of her.
“Damn, so you trying to slide with me tonight or what, Luna? Quit playing with me and show me what I been missing.” Finn fucked with her, and with a blank expression she shook her head.
Finn was fine as hell, and she was attracted to him.
That much was obvious. She didn’t want to go there with him and it fuck up the friendship.
She and Minx were kind of in the same boat.
Luna adored Finn and thought he was funny as shit.
She was never one to put her heart on the line.
She watched entirely too much heartache to put herself in that position.
“I said all that and you still just tryna fuck? That’s what the fuck I’m talking about, Finn.” Scoffing, she shook her head as Minx climbed back into the back seat beside her.
She had the blunt now, and her eyes were already low and chinky as hell.
Rose settled in the front seat, tickled by the interaction.
Shit made him miss home a little more. Finn started his car and backed out of his parking spot.
Minx lived in midtown with her parents, in a decent sized, three story home surrounded by a twelve foot iron gate.
Finn pulled up and put the code inn. When the gate swung open, he wheeled his car up and around the driveway, to the back of the house. After parking, he kept the car running.
“A’ight, y’all be easy. Rose, I’ll link with you tomorrow, nigga,” Finn called out as they both piled out of the car. “Get your attitude having ass in the front seat.” He looked at Luna through the rearview mirror.
She rolled her eyes but climbed her thick ass over the seat, purposely giving him a view of her ass when her dress rolled up.
Finn couldn’t take his eyes off her, biting hungrily into his bottom lip.
He was starving for something right now, but it wasn’t fucking food.
She plopped in the seat Rose left warm and pulled her dress down her thick thighs.
Finn didn’t budge, and his eyes never left her pretty ass legs.
“Keep fucking around with me and I just might have to say fuck it and show you what’s up.” He grabbed his dick, circling the driveway after Minx and Rose made it into the house.
Luna snickered but could only shake her head. Finn was a fool and a half.
“If you don’t take me home, boy. Ain’t nobody playin’ with you.”
“It’s all fun and games ’til you got this dick in you,” he quoted, cutting his eyes in her direction and steering them along.
Mouth open, Luna knew she shouldn’t have been surprised by his bold ass mouth.
She fought being turned on and shocked by his words.
Good dick was few and far between. She’d had that mediocre shit the last few months, enough to get her orgasm off.
What she’d been craving was that earth-shattering shit, that make you wanna have his baby sex.
Seemed like it’d been eons since she was hit like that.
Studying his strong arms on the steering wheel and how his muscles flexed when he drove along with the sleeve of tattoos, Luna crossed her legs to keep her juices from spilling over his seats.
What the hell was happening to her? This was fucking Finn of all people, class clown.
The nigga didn’t know how to take shit serious.
Yet there she was having all kinds of wild thoughts that he surely would be all for if he knew.
She couldn’t let herself go there. He would drop her off at her grandmother’s place, and she would use her little bullet to get her shit off tonight.
Finn looked like he had that toxic dick.
He would have a bitch ready to bang out with any hoe over it, and Luna didn’t want to put herself in that position.
Finn put his whip in park right on the curb outside of her grandmother’s house.
She lived about ten minutes from Minx’s spot with her family.
With his phone in hand, he scrolled through his text messages.
He’d been invited to lay up with two different hoes, but watching Luna, a big part of him didn’t want to entertain them.
With a heavy sigh, he shook his head and dropped his phone into his lap.
“What’s wrong? One of your bitches fall through?” she teased, laughing at her own joke.
“Nah, just not in the mood,” he uttered, eyes glued to her.
Luna suddenly felt like she was under a microscope.
Finn had brown eyes, which were considered common, but there was something different about his and the way they lit up.
Suddenly sympathetic, her face fell. It was his father’s birthday, and he never talked to anyone about it, so typically he didn’t bring it up.
He usually tried to bury himself in some shit to avoid it altogether.
This year, he wanted Luna to be her escape.
“Well, I was just gonna watch a movie and go to sleep. You are welcome to join me if you want, I guess.” She nervously rolled her eyes toward him.
Finn softened and gave her a cute simper. It was a natural reflex for him to lick his lips. Luna instantly regretted her invitation. She didn’t want to cave to him and all his manliness tonight. But what was wrong with laying next to a warm body?
“Word?” Both of his brows lifted.
“I ain’t inviting you between my legs, nigga. Just to relax,” Luna responded, slightly annoyed.
Finn was cool with that. Bobbing his head, he shut his car off, and his eyes found Luna’s.
“A’ight, bet. It’s too late to be driving across town anyway.
” He shoved his phone inside his pocket, and they piled out of his car and walked the sidewalk to her front door.
Letting them inside, Luna led him to her bedroom upstairs.
The house was quiet, and it smelled like something good had been cooked earlier that day.
Luna kicked off her shoes at the bottom of the staircase and scooped them in her arms before starting up the steps.
Finn was right behind her. When they reached her door, she nudged the door open.
Average size, with a large canopy bed in the center, it was simply, and girly as fuck.
A dresser with a flat screen on top was beside the door and there was a bedside table on either side of the queen set up.
“Make yourself comfortable.” Luna pointed to the bed and marched to her closet.
Finn pounced into the soft mattress and reached for the remote to her smart TV.
Luna stripped down to her underwear and tossed her shoes into the closet on the floor.
Finn brought up one of the apps and searched for something to watch.
When she stepped out of her closet with barely any clothes on, he couldn’t help but sit up attentively on her bed.
“Damn, Luna. For real? How the fuck you gonna invite me in to chill and then take all your fucking clothes off, ma?” he accused, making her laugh.
She grabbed a towel so that she could take a quick shower.
“Boy, hush. A player like you, I know you’ve seen plenty of ass and titties. Ain’t nothing special about mine,” she teased, walking over to the door for her attached bathroom.
He painfully moved his head back and forth, watching her ass shake as she took steps closer to the door. Nothing special my ass, he thought to himself.