On the elevator ride up, Tiffany stood opposite of Shemel and just checked out his appearance. In the light, he was much better looking. His dreads were still braided into two and she wish they weren’t. She had plans of running her hands through his scalp as she rode him to ecstasy. Just thinking about how sexy he would look with the Rasta boy look, Tiffany bit her bottom lip. As soon as she thought about stepping closer to him, the bell chimed indicating they were on his floor. Letting her walk off first, Shemel smacked her ass. Her lustful stares had him ready to dig her back out.
As he slipped the hotel key into the slot, his cell phone went off, letting him know he had a text message. Locking the door behind him, he flipped the lights on and told Tiffany to get comfortable. She didn’t need to be told twice. Slipping her heels off, she walked over to the complimentary drink selection and poured herself a shot of the Grey Goose that was sitting on the counter. Shemel went to use the bathroom while she chilled out. After washing his hands, he grabbed his phone from the counter and swiped to view the message from Jae.
The text read, “Oh, you popping! Hope you have a good night and wear protection.” Attached to the text was the picture of him and Tiffany on the IG page of TheShadeRoom. It was one of the hottest gossiping slash entertainment sites for who and what was trending in news. Shemel was aware of how much publicity he was now about to receive over one picture and didn’t know how to feel about that.
On one hand, things could go extremely well from the post or they could go downhill. Reading the headline, he shook his head at how they switched his words up. The caption is what made him laugh though.
“Up and coming rapper Young Mel leaves club with Marcella Marino’s best friend Tiffany Gray. What do you think roommates? Doesn’t the couple look amazing! The young and talented rapper from St. Louis was seen coming from Homage Entertainment building earlier this week. We are here waiting to congratulate you when you make the announcement #RapperYoungMel.”
Shemel quickly texted Jae back letting her know they had switched his words up. She simply replied that she knew that already. That’s what social media did. Of course they had to make it seem like Tiffany was his girl and he was signing with Homage. It was all a part of building their fan base even larger. He wasn’t tripping though. Tiffany and he both knew what this was, despite the rumors he was sure were about to surface.
Walking over to the bed where Tiffany was sitting, he held his phone out for her to read. Quickly reading the headline, she wanted to beam with excitement, but held her composure. The words Shemel laced her with earlier replayed in her head and she smirked. He was right. Sometimes it wasn’t all about who you knew, but what you knew to make it. She knew taking the picture would work in her favor one day; today just so happened to be that day.
“Hmm, that’s cute. Wonder how many friend requests I’ll get now,” she said sarcastically.
“We not a couple,” Shemel cleared up before anything.
“Of course we aren’t,” Tiffany said, standing from the bed. “But, you’re all mine for one night. So let’s pretend we are and I fuck you like you’ve been away on tour for a month.”
Pushing Shemel onto his back, Tiffany lowered herself between his legs. Unbuttoning his jeans, she slowly pulled his zipper down. Maneuvering them from his body, she was awarded a clear view of massive dick through his boxers. Wasting no time, she anxiously pulled him through the slit of his boxers and smiled. His girth made her stomach tighten thinking of how good Shemel was going to feel deep inside her walls. Licking her lips, she lowered them and gave the head a slow lick. Shemel wasn’t having that though. He wanted her to get straight nasty with it.
“Nah, suck this mufucka like you mean it. If I had really been gone for a month, my woman wouldn’t be playing with it,” he told her, while sitting up to slide his boxers over his thighs.
Like a kid in a candy store, Tiffany’s face lit up. She was trying to do the whole teasing thing to get him riled up, but that wasn’t necessary. Abiding by his rules as his woman for the night, she took him deep into her mouth a few times to make his erection grow. Pleased with her submissiveness and wet mouth, Shemel pushed his dick down the back of her throat. Falling back on the bed, he let Tiffany work his mans just the way he liked it; sloppily. With a hand gripping her hair tightly, Shemel bit his lip, trying to suppress his moan begging to be let out. If this is what getting signed was going to be like, he was going to sign them damn papers sooner than he thought.
Thirteen
“You want something to drink or you good?” Drew asked Brix.