Everything Could Be Okay Part 2
Imagine: You and G finally think you have it all. The fame. The fortune. The relationship. The Passion. It should all be ok right?
Rated: PG13 but that can always Fuckin’ Change!
“Everyone say Jäger!”
“Jäger?! Don’t you mean whiskey?”
“No, I said Jäger!”
“Whatever Baby Girl haha!”
“Ewww don’t call me that haha.”
“JÄGER!”
The party was in full swing and so far it was going off without a hitch. The booze were flowing and everyone was eating just like you had planned. G’s new music was blaring and everyone was dancing and having the time of their lives. You saw your friends, and friends you considered family all having a good time; well, almost all of them. Across the room, like a dark cloud, stood Ashley. She was a video chick that G considered to be a friend and you considered to be a fucking snake slaggy bitch! She was looking miserable as pure usual because you are the lady on his arm, as well as the lady of the hour. Everyone was so impressed with G’s music and your kick ass party planning that no one had time to pay attention to Princess Puss. You being the oh-so-fabulous host decided to be the bigger bitch and go say hello, ask her if she needed anything, and be hospitable as fuck. You glide on over towards her direction with a fake Miss America Smile plastered on your face ready for what ever she had to throw your way.
“Hey Ashley. I’m so glad you could make it out tonight.”
“Oooh hi (Y/N). I didn’t see you there; but then again, who could miss you.” Before you could shoot back with a witty remark she said, “of course I would show up. I mean I’m G’s favorite girl, I've been in almost every video. He means the world to me... and so many others. I wouldn’t miss this for anything, plus with these bangers he’s putting out, it’s only right that the people see the face to his girl he always writes about.”
Her beady little eyes glistened like snake eyes. Who the hell does she think she is? It’s clear to not only you, but everyone else on the planet that G writes about you. He’s asked you to be in his videos millions of times but the only reason you say No, is because you want to come out with your own stuff, and don’t want the fact that G is your guy make people think less of what you have to offer.
“Yeah his video girl in name only. We all know who he really thinks about when he writes, and who he imagines when he grinds on your bony ass. By the way, do you want some tums or pepto? You are looking hella bloated and a lotta constipated; yet again it could be the fugly dress you decided to show up in. Thanks again for coming to OUR home. Now run along and enjoy the party.
“I-”
“Thank you!” With that she walked away like a bitch with it’s tail between it’s legs. It felt great to stick a dagger in that slagg’s ego. You turned around ready to sip your Jack and Coke and see G right behind you looking. You smirk, take a sip of your drink and innocently ask what he’s staring at.
“You Doll and the murder scene you just caused. My baby's a straight savage haha!”
“Well she wants what’s mine and the hell if she can get it.”
“Oh yeah? What’s yours Doll Baby?” His raspy voice from yell-singing all night made you quiver when he asked you his question. You loved when his voice sounded like this, because it almost sounded like his morning voice. The morning voice is the only voice that makes you instawet in a second. You know the way you could and held your own turned him the fuck on. You can feel the heat rise from your pussy up to your cheeks making you blush. You bite your lip and smirk a little before answering.
“Oh I don’t know...just the sexiest rapper on the planet as my own personal fuck toy, I suppose.” He loves it when you call him fuck toy. You are usually so innocent until it comes to your sex life with G. He loves the whole lady in the streets freak in the sheets concept you have going on. He eyes you up and down then steps closer towards you. His 6′4″ build towers over your 5′6″ frame as he looks down onto your fit body. You got some nice size titties and a descent ass. You got the best curves a doctor could make and he didn’t care. He wanted you. All of you in that very moment. You could feel the lust ooze out of his eyes as he begins to undress you with his mind. The smell of whiskey and cologne turn you on even more now to the point that you feel your undies wet with desire. You grab his face with your hand, and give him a nice, and inviting sensual kiss. You pull away not wanting to cause a bigger scene than you two already have with the oooh’s and aaaah’s going on around you. You hear Post scream “get a room or fuck now so I can watch!”
“Yo shut the fuck up Post!” G shouted through a giggle and his sexy ass smirk.
You blush fifty shades of red and carry on with your rounds at the party. You make sure that you say hi to everyone and that they are being fed and waited on. You were talking to Halsey and Bebe about your music when they decide to go grab another drink. As soon as they turn away you feel arms slide around your waist. You recognize the big strong hands on your tummy and feel his warm breath of desire on your neck. You make sure to grind your ass into his crotch softly, then harshly to the rhythm of the music blasting in the background.
You turn your head slightly to find G’s neck and you kiss and suck on it. You find his sweet spot causing him to release a sensual growl in the back of his throat. You continue to do so as you grind your ass deeper into his crotch, feeling his cock grow harder and harder. He grabs you by the neck causing you to stop kissing his, then whispers in you ear, “bathroom. Now!”
You nod and walk towards the back of the house where the kitchen is. Just beyond the kitchen, before you get to the garage is a bathroom. G follows you, but not too closely, you don’t wanna cause a scene and let everyone know what your going to do. You walk right past Ashely and give her Queen Bitch Smile. Her mouth drops as she sees G headed towards you and walking in the same direction you are. She knows what’s about to go down and it burns her ass that G could give a care if she’s there.
You pass through the busy kitchen and go into the bathroom and shut the door. You quickly slip off your tight Burgundy dress and hang it on the back of the door. You quickly check yourself in the mirror making sure that you look good. You fix the girls and your thong. You flip your hair down, then up to create some quick volume as you hear G enter the kitchen telling everyone working that they’re doing a great job. You can hear the music, the chatter of the catering staff, but most importantly, you hear his footsteps walking towards the door. With every step he takes your heart beats just a little bit faster ready for what is to come.
He knocks on the door softly, turns the knob slowly, and opens the door. His eyes grow wide seeing you ready for him. He pulls you towards him and kisses you hard. He slams the door shut, locking it in one motion, and now it’s on.
To Be Continued
Hi Doll Babies!! Here is part Dos for you and I hope you enjoy it. Again feel free to let me know how you like the imagine and send me any suggestion on what you’d like to read! Also, I still want to know if you’d like an imagine on how you two met as based on by the imagine above. Thank’s again for reading and I hope to have more for you soon:)