She Used to Be the Sweetest Girl(58)

“Alright. I’ll catch up with you,” Shemel said, before heading back over to Tiffany.

“You ready?” he asked.

“Lead the way,” she replied.

Before they could step out of the section, a few people walked up on them asking questions. A few had cameras in their hand, a recorder, and some a cell phone.

“Hey, Young Mel! We saw you coming out of the Homage Entertainment building earlier this week. Do you plan on signing with them?” one person asked, cheesing.

Shemel felt weird getting asked that questions. It was like everyone wanted to know his next move before he even made a decision. Knowing Jae would kill him for answering questions without her consent, especially about his dealings, he just smiled.

“No comment.”

“Awww, come on. We have to know. Your fans want to know. We have all been waiting for you to make the next big move. What do you have planned?” another asked.

“My next move is going to be to my hotel room fellas. To my fans, they’ll know something soon,” he replied smoothly.

“Will this fine young lady be accompanying you tonight?” a female asked, holding up her cell.

Looking over at Tiffany, he shook his head. This was definitely a setup, but he planned to handle it accordingly. Exactly how Jae had taught him.

“Not at all. I’m just making sure the lady gets to her vehicle safely.”

“So you wouldn’t mind if I take a picture of you two right? She’s just a friend?” the girl asked.

Tiffany walked up quick after hearing picture. It wasn’t likely for her to get a picture with her victims, so she was going to milk the opportunity. Wrapping her arm around Shemel’s waist, she smiled.

“We wouldn’t mind at all,” Tiffany answered.

Shrugging his shoulders, Shemel threw his arm over her shoulder. The girl snapped a quick picture on her phone, and another person used their camera to do the same. Once they dispersed from the area, Shemel placed his hand on the small of Tiffany’s back to guide her toward the exit. Making it to the Expedition, he gave a head nod to the driver his manager hired. He didn’t know if Shemel planned on getting tore up or not but didn’t want him to be driving.

Climbing inside, Tiffany was sure to exaggerate her bend before taking a seat. Chuckling, Shemel climbed in after her and shut the door. Thinking of how Brix always made him put his seatbelt on, that’s the first thing he did. He had become accustomed to the simple task. He still wasn’t sure why she tripped over it, but thought it was probably out of fear of something bad happening to him. Tiffany didn’t follow suit and decided to scoot closer to him. Now that she was about to have him all to herself, her body was on fire.

When he whispered in her ear and gripped her ass, she knew she was going to be giving him some. She didn’t know when, but she was glad the chance had presented itself sooner than later. His luscious lips sent chills down her spine, and she couldn’t wait to feel them all over her body. Leaning her body over his, she started kissing his neck and let her hand slide up his chest. She was ready to get shit cracking in the back seat of this truck, fuck a hotel.

Letting her hand travel down to his dick, she stroked his imprint. The jeans he had on made it hard to caress it how she wanted to, but she could tell even through the black denim he was packing. She was so happy she made the decision to come out the house tonight. She almost stayed in to study, but quickly changed her mind when Marcella mentioned Young Mel. Her mind was made up before the sentence could leave her mouth.

Moving her hand, Shemel told her to chill. He wasn’t pressed for no pussy and she was acting like there wasn’t somebody in the front seat. He wasn’t the type to turn down pussy in a foreign place, but right now wasn’t the time. For sure, if he was driving, he would let her suck him no doubt, but he wasn’t. Pulling her lips away from his neck, Tiffany sat up straight and pulled her dress down that started to rise. Okay, maybe I need to approach him differently, she thought.

“Chill, we got all night for you to get this dick,” he told her grinning.

Smiling, Tiffany didn’t say a thing. She planned to fuck him until the wee hours of the morning. Most of the dudes she hit off never let her stay the night and she was hoping Shemel was different. It would be nice to wake up to his handsome face. She’d might even give him some morning sex and then dip out on him if the dick was good. If not, she was planning to leave right after.

The driver pulled up to the hotel’s door and started to get out to open the door, but it wasn’t necessary. Shemel patted him on the shoulder and let him know he had it. Having a driver seemed weird, but he appreciated his manager for looking out for him. The last thing he needed to do was get pulled over for driving under the influence or worse, wreck. The driver pulled out his business card and told Shemel to call him if he needed anything else throughout the night. Taking the card, Shemel slipped it into his pocket before heading to the hotel’s doors.