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  Deon rubbed his right hand over his face and sighed. He was still a little high and buzzing. Talking about Jess had him wanting to find her freckled face ass and do some shit that would have her instantly in love with him.

  “She playing with a nigga right now. I can tell she not used to fucking with no nigga like me so I’m not trying to scare her off. I do wanna see what she talking about though so I might have to roll through the blocks to find her ass.”

  Danilo laughed because his cousin didn’t search for girls and Deon joined in with him. He knew that if Danilo saw just how beautiful and stacked Jess was he would be thinking the same thing. It took Deon and Danilo about an hour to get to the party. They had stopped for some more weed and was now blazing up in the hotel parking lot. Danilo called his girl while Deon texted Torie. She was getting on his last nerve trying to clock his moves. He didn’t do that.

  Torie: I love you Deon. Please come home tonight. You haven’t spent the night with me in weeks. I need it daddy.

  Deon: Stop begging like you not gone get the dick. I said I would be there so I will. Chill out, cut on some lifetime or something and stop fucking bugging me. That shit ain’t cute.

  Deon put his phone away just as who he assumed was Danilo’s girl Willow walked up to the car with this bad ass female behind her. Deon licked his lips as he unlocked the door. The girls climbed into the back of the truck and their sweet scents mixed in with the loud smell of the weed.

  “What you doing up here with that bullshit on? You gone make me fuck you up,” Danilo turned and said to his girlfriend.

  Deon chuckled at his cousin acting like a bitch over a tight outfit until he glanced in the backseat. His eyes almost bucked out of his head as he made eye contact with Jess. He took in her new look and a slow smile crept onto his face. He looked down at her ample breast and bit down on his lip. He now saw why Danilo was so mad at his woman. Jess had no right to be out at a party with such tight clothes on. Showing off what was soon to be his body to play with. Hell no, he didn’t like that at all.

  “Miss Jessenia. So we meet again.”

  Jess blushed and put some of her hair behind her ear. The party was a waste of her time and all the talk of Mauri being there was in vain because he had left right before she arrived. She had been turning drunk high school guys away and pretending like she didn’t hear them when they called her a lame or braceface for the last few hours. She absolutely hated that term. She couldn’t wait until she got her stupid braces taken off which were only a few months away.

  “Hey Deon,” she said shyly, regretting putting on Willow’s tight outfit.

  “Y’all know each other?” Willow asked beating Danilo to it.

  Deon nodded still amazed at Jess’s new look. She looked beautiful but even still she wasn’t looking as good as he could make her. She did look damn good though and he was rocking up just staring at her.

  “Yep, I’ve met Jess before. You up in there looking for my replacement or something?” he asked Jess.

  Jess giggled and Willow looked at her best friend with a big smile on her face. A city like Detroit had baller’s all over it, but Deon and Danilo, if not at the top of the list was very close to it. Their deceased grandfather was a senator and their uncle was a congressman. They didn’t need to hustle, they were trust fund babies but they wanted to. They loved the hood, they loved the thrill that they got from hustling and they were making good money doing it. Willow felt privileged to have Danilo but Deon. He was the real deal. He was also Tiffany’s older sister’s boyfriend. Willow giggled at how pissed off Tiffany would be once she found out Jess had also taken her sister’s man. Willow decided to keep that piece of information to herself because she wanted Jess to hook up with Deon. She could care less about him having a girl and she knew that if Jess knew the truth she wouldn’t even consider seeing him.

  “Man it’s a small, small world,” Danilo said glancing over at his cousin then at the beautiful but shy Jess.

  “Yes it is,” Willow agreed with him.

  “So let’s go back to my place,” Danilo said pulling out a second blunt.

  Deon nodded and pulled away. The blunt started to go in rotation and everyone took a hit except for Jess. She sat in her seat with butterflies all up in her stomach. She went from dreaming about Deon to being in his truck. She played with her fingers still lost in her thoughts while everyone else talked and laughed.

  “Why you so quiet freckles?”

  Jess smiled.

  “I just am.”

  Deon licked his lips. He couldn’t wait to get her alone.

  “Well, I’m not everyone else.”

  “Damn nigga trying to spit that game and shit,” Danilo joked laughing at his cousin’s blatant admiration for Jess.

  Jess’ blush deepened as she looked up. Her eyes connected with Deon’s in the car’s rear view mirror and he smiled at her. They held each other’s gaze until she looked away. He was so intense. It frightened and excited her at the same time. Willow sat by quietly and wondered just how much Deon liked her friend. He was usually with older women and Jess was as inexperienced as they came. She wanted Jess to be with Deon because in her opinion he was “that nigga” but she didn’t want Jess to get hurt in the process.

  “Well, she is a good church going girl Deon. Not the usual I’m sure you used to,” Willow said letting him know that Jess wasn’t just some whore he could take to bed.

  Deon smirked as Danilo shot Willow a glare.

  “Willow, mind your business,” he told her.

  “Nah, she’s cool. She wants nothing but the best for her friend and so do I. That’s why I feel she needs to be kicking it with someone like me but I guess that’s all up to Miss Jessenia,” he said and the way her full name sounded coming out of Deon’s mouth was enough to make her nipples harden.

  “Please, let’s listen to some music,” Jess begged not liking any attention on her.

  Deon chuckled and cut the radio on. For the remainder of the ride they listened to rap music. It took Deon close to an hour for him to make it to Danilo’s condo in West Bloomfield. He pulled into the garage and they all got out. Danilo took Willow to his bedroom ready to get in between her legs and Deon led Jess by hand to Danilo’s guest bedroom. He had never had a woman at Danilo’s place before but Jess wasn’t just some girl. She was soon to be his newest girl and he couldn’t wait to break her in.

  “Get comfortable and take off those heels. I can’t believe you was at that party with this outfit on. What would your bible toting mother think?” Deon asked looking at Jess.

  Jess slid out of her wedges and ignored his question. She wondered how he was so head on with his appraisal of her mother but she didn’t dare ask. She couldn’t find her voice anyway. She sat down on the queen size bed while Deon took off his Detroit snapback and stepped out of his gym shoes. He took off his watch and put both of his cellphones onto the small nightstand near the bed. He grabbed the remote before sitting next to Jess. Her shoulders were tense and she was looking straight ahead. He could tell that she was nervous but she really had no reason to be. He liked her but he wouldn’t force her to do anything. Deon had never in his life had to take pussy. It was given to him way too freely for that.

  “Relax ma, you making me nervous and shit,” he whispered to her pulling her close to his side.

  They both lay on the bed and Jess forced herself to relax as she rested her head onto his chest. Still fully clothed, Jess was a ball of nerves. Deon quietly flicked through the channels until he came across the movie Belly. It was on the beginning, which was a good thing because it was one of his favorite movies.

  “How old are you?’ Jess asked him quietly.

  She could feel him breathe in and exhale at her question.

  “Twenty four. Is that too old?”

  Jess shook her head. He could have said thirty and she would have said no. He was indeed her dream guy.

  “No, I just wanted to know.”

  Deon nodded and starte
d to rub his hands through Jess’s mass of straight hair. His hand slowly slid down her back to her plump ass. He gently massaged it trying not to get hard but to no avail he did. Jess was just too beautiful to him.

  “So what brought on this new look? You were looking for a man?” Deon asked just having to know.

  If Jess wasn’t giving it to him, he damn sure didn’t want her to be giving it to anyone else.

  “No, Willow thought I could use a makeover. I guess everyone has a problem with the way I look except for me. I hate my hair being long that’s why it’s always in a ponytail and I hate that my breasts are so big so that’s why I’m always covering them up.”

  Deon palmed Jess’s ass harder and glanced down at her breast that were smashed against his chest. She had a body better than most grown women he knew.

  “I don’t have a problem with it either. Don’t let anyone try to change you Jess, especially into some hoe. I can’t have my future woman out here like that. I mean if you hate your hair why not cut it?”

  Jess pulled back and looked at him. Cut her hair? She had wanted to do that for years but her mother would roll over and die before she let that happen.

  “I can’t cut my hair Deon. My mother would kill me. I’ll just keep it away from my face for now.”

  Deon nodded smiling at Jess. He didn’t live a life with rules. He never had, even as a child he was able to do what he wanted. His parents had him when they were well into their thirties and he was an only child so they spoiled him. He was given whatever he wanted and rarely given rules. Deon had always had a nice, easy life.

  “Whatever you say but you can do whatever you want. It is your hair. But what don’t you like about these?” he asked running his index finger over the top of her breast.

  Jess cleared her throat and looked at him but he didn’t move his finger. He instead decided to move it down to her nipples that were starting to harden.

  “I….I just don’t like them. All of the guys in school stare at them then I have to listen to their girlfriends talk about me. Maybe I can get rid of these too when I get of age,” Jess replied with a nervous giggle.

  “Nah don’t do that,” Deon quickly said still staring at her. He had other plans for her big, supple breasts. “Fuck those girls at school. Those bitches probably jealous of you anyway. Look at how beautiful you are. You not messing with their niggas are you?” he asked.

  Jess quickly shook her head.

  “Then yeah, they definitely hating. Once I get done with you they really gonna have a reason to be mad but come here,” he said and pulled her by her side even closer up on him.

  Jess closed her eyes and met Deon halfway. Her first kiss, she could feel it coming. This was it, what she had been imagining for years now. Her heart started to beat so fast; she prayed she didn’t pass out on him. She could even feel his heart beating fast then somehow she was flipped onto her back. Her eyes flew open as Deon rested above her with a smirk on his handsome face. He was a little too confident but it kind of turned Jess on.

  “I want you in so many ways Jess. You finish running from me yet or do I gotta wait another eight weeks to see your beautiful face again?”

  Jess’s heartbeat increased to a dangerous level. She was sure he could feel it.

  “What do you want from me?” Jess asked knowing what the answer was but seeing if maybe he had other things in mind for her.

  “Shit…” Deon looked down at Jess’s body then slowly up at her face.

  He bent his head and slowly kissed her on the neck. Her skin was so soft and she smelled like a sweet floral scent. He sniffed her again and started kissing her neck tenderly with his full lips.

  “I want your body and your mind. I want your loyalty because I can’t have un-trustworthy people around me but most of all I want your heart,” he replied even surprising himself.

  He had never said anything like that to a female before. The fact that a sixteen year old had him saying that shocked the hell out of him. “Damn, I must really wanna fuck her,” he thought to himself.

  “Deon…I’m scared,” Jess admitted quietly.

  Deon led kisses up to Jess’s mouth and kissed her in a way that she hadn’t even imagined. He took his time sucking on her lips, giving her time to get used to him. Time to get used to the feel of his lips against hers. Then he slid his tongue into her mouth and brushed it against her tongue. Jess moaned and Deon grinded against her pelvis. He was hard and he wanted her to see what she had waiting on her.

  “Don’t be Jess, I’ma take really good care of you. Just tell me that you will give me a chance,” he begged.

  Jess stared up at him with panties so moist she hoped he wouldn’t see it through her jeans and she found herself nodding.

  “Okay, I guess we can,” she said making Deon chuckle.

  “Damn ma. I never had been told okay like that before. Hell I never really had to ask to be with someone. So you know what this mean right? You find ways to see me and we hang out. You let me be there for you and you do the same for me. I won’t pressure you into sex but you have to know that until we do take it there I will fuck other chicks. It’s just sex though Jess so don’t confuse that with what I want from you. I’ll give you something that no bitch has ever gotten from me.”

  Jess frowned at the thought of Deon having sex with other women. She looked to the left and Deon bent down to kiss her on her neck. He knew that she was upset about his words but he didn’t wanna lie to her and he also couldn’t go without pussy. He just couldn’t, he liked it too much.

  “Don’t do that. I’m being real with you because I want us to start out on a clean slate. What you gonna be getting from me is me. They might get some dick, weed or even liquor but they never get all of me...even a few stacks but never me. Something is pulling me to you and I have to have you Jess. Don’t ever play me and we will have a good relationship. Okay?”

  Jess looked up into Deon’s sexy eyes and felt like she was making a deal with the devil; a devil that dressed in nothing but the best, a devil that smelled so good he made her inhale every other minute and smile so wide that it made her face hurt, a devil that came in the form of a man that was perfect to her. Wow I thought he would be red with horns; she thought. Deon’s big hand sliding up her shirt pulled her out of her thoughts and she nodded as she found herself actually making out with her boyfriend. It would be the first of many new things Deon had her doing.

  Chapter Three

  “Okay now drive slowly and steady, just like that baby,” Deon coached Jess.

  Her birthday was two months away and he wanted to get her a car. He knew he would have to keep it at his place but it would be hers to use whenever she wanted.

  “My heart is beating so fast Deon,” Jess said slowly driving Deon’s old school box Chevy. “And this car is so big.”

  Deon checked his phone for messages about money and looked over at Jess. She was back to the girl he met outside of his shop but he was slowly grooming her. He was giving her clothes daily to slide into her wardrobe and had even gotten her a cellphone. Anytime he bought a piece of jewelry he would get her and Torie something. In a month Jess had become his boo. He couldn’t get enough of her. They weren’t doing anything even close to sex but damn if she wasn’t fucking his mind. He often found himself thinking about her when he was smashing other women. He couldn’t wait for the day he slid up inside of her. He knew he would surely plant a baby in her womb. He just had to she was too good to let go.

  “That’s why I wanted you to drive this car. After learning how to drive this big motherfucka, you will most definitely pass your road test. They usually pick little ass cars for you to test in. When do you take it?”

  Jess frowned and pulled the car over. She checked the time and saw that it was almost time for her to be home. She didn’t wanna leave Deon just yet.

  “I don’t know. My momma said that I don’t need my license right now. She said maybe next year,” she replied sadly.

  “That’s some bul
lshit! Jackie is starting to piss me the fuck off Jess. She treating you like you a fucking kid and shit. Next Saturday meet me at the store. I’ma have my man give you the test. He’s legit and you will pass no matter what. Jackie can’t fucking stop you from getting your license,” Deon said angrily.

  Jess glanced over at her handsome boyfriend and smiled. She laughed because Jackie was her mother and she could control what she did if she wanted to.

  “Actually, she can Deon. She’s my mother,” Jess said giggling.

  Deon licked his lips. He leaned towards Jess and sat his big hand on her thigh. It slowly inched towards the center as he kissed on her neck.

  “And who am I?” he asked whispering in her ear.

  “My daddy,” Jess replied closing her eyes. Deon had told her to call him daddy occasionally and although she thought it was weird he seemed to love it.

  “You damn right I am. Meet me up there Jess. You’re going to need your license. She just wants you to be her baby forever but that’s impossible because you my baby now,” Deon replied and kissed Jess on the neck.

  He grabbed her face and brought her lips towards his. He couldn’t keep his hands off of her and was sure that on the day she turned seventeen he would be breaking her hymen.

  “Damn, I want you so bad Jess. I gotta have you,” he said roaming his hands all over her body.

  Jess moaned and with closed eyes kissed Deon back. Her body was on fire for him. He’d awakened this part of her that seemed to want sex. She often touched herself when she was alone wondering how it would feel if it was him.

  “Deon…touch me,” she begged.

  Deon stopped kissing Jess and looked at her. He smiled feeling like he had won the lottery. His fingers moved slowly as he reached for her jeans. He unzipped them and slid his hand into her pants and through her panties that were incredibly wet in the middle. His finger grazed her clitoris and Jess’ breath got caught in her throat. She looked him in the eyes and licked her lips.

  “Oh God,” she moaned.

  Deon tried to remain calm as he slipped a finger inside of Jess. She was snug unlike anything he had ever felt. He closed his eyes and told himself that this was the worth the wait. Worth the sneaking around. Worth the risk of going to jail. Worth the time he was putting in.