𝐊-𝐈-𝐒𝐒-𝐈-𝐍-𝐆 - Chapter 28: Chapter 28

You laughed uncontrollably as everyone was gathered back in the living room, watching the struggle performance your father was putting on alongside Mr. Jones and Nas' uncles.
"SORRRYYY, YOU'RE NOT MY KIND OF GIRLLLL!" They danced and sang loudly with New Edition playing in the background.
You held your phone up, recording every moment. This was probably the best Christmas you've had in years. You would usually went over to your mom's house since this was the only time of the year she called to see you.
You had a really rocky relationship with her. She left when you were just a child, so it's just been you and your father ever since. Your mother went and started a whole new family — a family that you had no desire to see this year. The kids that you refuse to call your half siblings always hated on you and the things that you have. Your father spoiled you rotten, and still does to this day even though you were grown.
The vibes at the Jones' mansion were just right and you were still a little hung up on the kiss you shared with Nasir earlier. You weren't expecting it, but you were not complaining.
You were on one side of the room while Nas was on the other, sneaking glances at you while you remained focus on the drunk men singing.
Nas chugged down the rest of his drink, placing the glass down and getting up from his seat. He made his way over to where you were as you hyped up your father while dancing in your spot to the music.
Nas stopped beside you, placing his hand on the small of your back. You instantly tensed up but relaxed when you seen that it was him.
"You still smoke weed?" He asked in your ear. He remembered you smoking your first blunt with his brother back in the day but he wasn't sure if you still rocked like that.
You smirked devilishly as you turned your head, looking directly at him. "Hell yeah." You slightly slurred. You were a little tipsy off the wine you had not too long ago.
Nas released a hearty chuckle. "Aight. Come hit one with me."
You agreed and you both headed downstairs to what would be considered 'the smoke room' in the basement.
You sat down on the navy blue velvet couch, taking your heels off for the first time tonight and kicked your feet up. Nas shut the door behind him and removed his suit blazer.
"So how has Atlanta been treating you?" You inquired as you watched him toss his blazer on the lazyboy chair.
"It's cool. But as much as everyone thinks I'd rather be out there, I miss home." He explained while digging through a small black box on the coffee table and taking a tiny bag of weed out along with a lighter and pack of Phillies.
Nas gently scooped up your legs that were sprawled across the couch, sitting down next to you and letting them rest on his lap.
"Why don't you let someone else take over so you can move back?" You questioned him.
"I've been thinkin' about it." He replied as he started to roll up. "Plus, if you gon' be my girlfriend I'll need to be closer to you."
You snickered and playfully cut your eyes at him. "I don't recall saying I wanted a man, Nasir. I might've had a little schoolgirl crush on you before, but that doesn't mean I still feel the same." You sassed.
Your last relationship ended two years ago because you felt like you just didn't have the time to be in one, due to how busy you became.
"Your body said otherwise just a few hours ago." He shot back.
You kissed your teeth, waving him off as you unlocked your phone and started scrolling through it. Nas just chuckled. You might've forgot about him after he left, but he was going to make sure that wouldn't happen again after today.
He finally finished rolling the blunt, licking it to seal it closed. He took grabbed the lighter from beside him, sparking it and taking a long drag.
You slowly glanced up from your phone, gazing at Nas as his eyes began to get low while inhaling. Your heart suddenly skipped a beat. It really just dawned on you that thee Nasir Jones was actually interested in you. He wasn't just Jabari's 'cute older brother from the block' anymore. Tonight could really be the start of something special between the two of you.
You snapped out of your trance when Nas passed you the blunt. He grabbed the remote off the coffee table, turning on the flat screen tv and flipping through the channels before stopping on one of his favourite mafia movies that was currently showing, 'Carlito's Way'.
You guys continued to smoke until you couldn't anymore. Nas removed his dress shirt a long time ago, leaving him only in his wife beater and dress pants.
"I remember when you used to be so skinny with no tattoos. Looking plain as fuck." You randomly said and started to laugh as you examined his buffed up, artwork filled arms.
"Man fuck you." Nas cackled. "Remember when you had braces and a thick ass unibrow? Tryna come for somebody.."
"Oh whatever!" You playfully smacked his arm. "I'm bad as fuck in present day though. Talk shit to me now."
Nasir chuckled and smirked, eyeing you with low glossy red eyes. He was on the verge of saying something slick but your phone started going off. It was your dad texting you letting you know that he had sobered up and he was ready to leave. You pouted, not wanting to go yet but he was your only ride back to your apartment. You mentally wished you drove your own car here.
"What's wrong?" Nas asked, noticing the look on your face.
"My dad's ready to go and I don't have no other way back home." You replied, sitting up straight and reaching for your heels.
Nas softly held on to your arm, pausing your movements. "I'll take you home.. if you want." His husky voice was melting you away slowly. He bit his lip as he waited for your response, causing you to instantly match his energy.
You smirked and grabbed your phone, quickly texting your father back about Nas' offer. You placed your phone on the table and Nas immediately pulled you towards him, smashing his lips into yours.
He reached for the back of your dress, finding the zipper and unzipping it all the way down. You pulled away from his lips, standing up, while he sat back comfortably. You allowed your straps to fall off your shoulders first before sliding the dress completely down your body.
Nas was completely mesmerized. You were only in your red lace panties, your upper body entirely bare with your exposed breasts. His manhood grew stiff just at the sight.
He unbuckled his belt as you walked towards him. Pulling his pants and boxers down, he helped you as you straddled yourself on top of him and cupped his face. He met you halfway, kissing you and instantly slipping his tongue in your mouth, tonguing you down sensually.
He brought his hand down underneath you, swiping your core through your panties before pushing them to the side and immediately groaning in between your lips at how moist your pussy was.
You were quickly sent into an erotic state. You wanted him and you wanted him now. You broke the kiss and held his member, raising up and slowly sinking down on it. You released an airy moan as you adjusted to him while Nas' head fell back.
"Shit baby.." He closed his eyes as you began riding him.
You started off slow before going a bit faster. Nas gripped your hips, thrusting upwards as he sank his teeth into his bottom lip, lifting his head up and looking up at you.
You let out a porn star-like moan, causing Nas' hand to fly over your mouth. "There's still people here, baby girl. You gotta keep it down, aight?" He quietly instructed as he held a firm grip on your ass with his free hand, and continued to rock your body back and forth on his dick.
He knew exactly what he was doing. You struggled to do as he said, with your moans continuing to muffle loudly in his hand.
"Yo what I tell you?" He harshly smacked your ass, making you moan again. "You gonna be quiet?"
Your eyes rolled back into your head while you started to grind quickly on him. You were so wet you didn't even care for what he was saying right now. Your release was on its way.
"F-fuck Y/N.." Nas removed his hand from over your mouth and looked down at your juices glistening all over him. "I feel you, ma. Cum on this shit."
You came as soon as he told you to. Nas then laid you down on your back on the couch and got on top, slipping his dick back inside you.
He placed his head in the crook of your neck, sucking on your skin before leaving wet kisses down to your chest. He latched his lips around one nipple, catering to it before moving on to the next while deep stroking you.
"Ohh Nas.. keeping going daddy." You held the back of his head as he brought his mouth back to yours, sharing a blissful kiss.
Nas thrusted faster into you, he was sure he was hitting your spot with the way you were moaning crazily in his ear. His eyebrows scrunched up as he felt himself about to nut, making him shake his head and stop fucking you abruptly.
"Your pussy is a problem." He mumbled back in the crook of your neck.
You giggled and pecked his shoulder as he started again. His strokes became sloppy and his moans were soft but aggressive at the same time. Your mouth flew open as you felt yourself about to cum again.
"Baby I ain't pullin' out. Lettin' you know that shit right now." He quickly stated.
"I don't care— s-shit Nas I'm cumming!"
Nas grunted as he shot his warm liquid inside you while you creamed on his member. You both came down from your sexual high before giving each other a slow, nasty kiss.
"I'll get you a Plan B when I bring you home. Unless you don't want one." Nas chuckled, putting his boxers back on.
You laughed and shook your head while getting yourself together. "Nah ima need that. We're not having a child just yet."
Nas grinned and looked over at you. "As long as you know we gonna have one some day shorty."