A/N: This chapter contains A LOT of drug use and very explicit and erotic sexual scenes.
Ruby Red symbolizes excitement, passionate love, and feeling sexually aroused.
It had been a long drive back home from that cabin, but Paul felt it was worth it. He was finally able to be happy with her without Ash getting in the way of everything. It felt really good because they were busy focused on each other. Ash was nowhere to be brought up and he really liked that.
Paul stopped in front of his building. He lived in the projects his whole life, and it is said that the projects is the most dangerous part to live in the city, but Paul never exactly seen what was so bad about it. It was just a place to live.
He looked over at Dawn, wondering if she had to be home since he did borrow her for almost two days already. "Don't you have to get home? I'm sure Johanna is concerned where you are."
"Oh, there's no need to worry." Dawn waved her hand. "I did tell her that I got rejected at my audition, so I told her I wouldn't be home for a few days."
Paul raised his eyebrow, as if to believe otherwise.
Dawn sighed, "I just don't want to be home, that's all…"
Paul continued to look at her before shoving his hand inside his pocket and pulling out the keys to his car. "I guess you can stick around here for a bit." He turned off his car and climbed out of it. He saw a few people standing outside, some of them were his neighbors that he knew.
"Yo, wassup Paul." One of the guys called who was standing in front of the building, smoking with five other guys.
"Sup," Paul nodded his head at them and walked around his car, opening the door for Dawn.
Dawn climbed out of the car and Paul closed the door for her.
He grabbed her hand and began to head toward his building. Dawn honestly never really liked where he lived because there was so many guys that kept looking at her in a way, though Paul never noticed. She squeezed his hand tightly and Paul raised his eyebrow when they reached the entrance of the building.
When they walked inside, they stopped at the elevator and pressed the button. His room was on the 7th floor and Paul never liked using the stairs so he always used the elevator.
The elevator opened after a bit and they walked inside. Paul quickly pressed the button to the 7th floor.
Dawn made a face at the smell inside the elevator. It always smelled like piss and all kinds of shit inside that elevator. That's one thing Paul was used to smelling about living in the projects, people always peed and did all kinds of shit anywhere they wanted. It was disgusting. But Paul was used to the smell, not letting it faze him at all.
As soon as they reached the 7th floor, they walked out of the elevator and walked down to the far right, stopping right in front his apartment room, being number 74.
Paul pulled out his keys again and placed the key inside the door lock and turned it 90 degrees to the right. He then pulled the door open and let Dawn walk inside first, him following behind her.
"Is Reggie home?" She asked, folding her arms over her chest.
Paul closed the door behind him and turned on the light from the kitchen. His eyes immediately fell on a note that was placed on the counter and he picked it up before reading it silently to himself.
Dawn took her shades off from her head and placed it on the counter. She pulled strands of hair behind her ears and looked at Paul, wondering what he was reading. "What's that?"
After taking a few more seconds to read the note, Paul groaned. "Reggie went out of town with Maylene and he wants me to clean up the house before he gets back."
Dawn grabbed the note from his hands and read it over. Paul groaned, really not in the mood to clean at all. He took a brief look around him and became instantly annoyed. Reggie sure as hell needs to pick up after himself. What does he think Paul is? Cinderella?
Paul groaned and went to the fridge to get himself a beer bottle. He popped the cap open and chugged down a lot of the alcohol inside.
"I can help you clean, if you want." Dawn suggested, walking over to him. She let her butt lean against the small table in the middle of the kitchen and took a brief look around her surroundings as well. "The kitchen isn't so dirty."
Paul scoffed before pulling the drink away from his lips. "That's just the kitchen." He pointed his finger behind her. "Wait till you see all the other rooms."
Dawn looked over at him and watched him bring the drink back up to his lips. She watched him for a bit drinking his beer.
Paul continued to chug down the alcohol before pulling the drink away from his lips. He looked at Dawn only to see that she had been looking at him.
He raised his eyebrow. Dawn giggled as she pushed her butt off from leaning against the table behind her. "Where's all of your cleaning items? I can start in the living room."
"I'm not really in the mood to clean." Paul mumbled.
"Come on," she wined. "If we work together, we can get it done faster. I promise."
Paul just looked at her with a plain look and suddenly she made a puppy face. Paul wasn't so sure how to react with that face. Every girl always seemed to manage to get what they want with that face, but he wasn't having it with Dawn. There's no way in hell she's going to convince him to clean.
Dawn continued to make that face and Paul scoffed. "That's not gonna work on me," he brought the drink back up to his lips.
Dawn frowned. "Please?"
After drinking the rest of his beer, he placed the empty bottle on the counter and walked up to her. "We can clean later. Besides, Reggie isn't gonna be home any time soon tonight."
"Fine," Dawn sighed as she looked up at him.
Paul smirked and leaned down to kiss her. "I'll be right back, I need to get something from my room."
"Okay," she mumbled as he brushed past her.
Dawn sighed as she looked at the kitchen again, beginning to take off his leather jacket she had on and placed it down on top of a chair.
Dawn was happy being here with Paul. It felt good to take her mind off of things, especially with that dreadful audition. She wished the judges had accepted her, but then again Paul was right, life always gets rough at times.
She frowned again as she remembered her audition. It just really bothered her that she didn't make it. After all the hard practices and everything she worked for, she still wasn't good enough.
Dawn sighed as she pushed those thoughts to the back of her head. Screw those judges. Paul was here to cheer her up and there's no way in hell she's gonna let those judges ruin her night.
She began wandering off toward the living room before switching the light on.
The way it smelled inside the living room smelled like a shit load of drugs. Knowing Reggie and Paul, they always smoke a lot so it didn't really surprise her that the house even smelled that way.
She took a seat on the burgundy couch and picked up a large glass tube that was on the coffee table. She had no idea what it was, but she had a feeling that it must have been related to drugs.
Dawn placed the glass tube back on the table and leaned her back against the couch as she let out a light sigh.
After a while Paul came back and saw she had been sitting on the couch so he sat next to her.
Dawn looked at him and saw he had some weed rolled up like a cigarette and he placed one inside his mouth before pulling out a lighter. Dawn watched as he lit up the end of the blunt and inhaled some smoke before exhaling it out into the air.
She watched as the air left out of his mouth and into their surroundings.
Paul placed the lighter back inside his pocket and turned to her. "So what do you want to do?" He raised his eyebrow, placing his blunt back inside his mouth.
Dawn continued to look at his mouth and saw as he inhaled some more smoke and let it flow out into the air. She was becoming really fascinated for some reason. "I want to have fun." She stated, eyeing his blunt.
"Okay," Paul said, smoke leaving his mouth. "What kind of fun?"
After staring at him for what seemed like forever, she finally made up her mind. "I want to get high."
Paul stared at her for a long time, surprised with what she wanted to do. "Are you sure?"
Dawn nodded her head. "I've been told so many times that it's an amazing feeling and I just want to experience that kind of feeling."
Paul wasn't sure if he should allow her to get high. She's never been in that state before, let alone never smoked before. It was all so sudden to him. First the driving thing and now she wants to get high? She was most definitely filled with surprises that day.
"But you don't smoke," he recalled.
"I've smoked a hookah pen before."
Paul stared at her with a blank look. "That's practically water vapor. That shit does nothing to you."
Dawn shrugged. "It has a nice after taste. I've tried the blueberry flavor and the apple flavor."
Paul laughed, "That's nothing compared to actually smoking a blunt."
Dawn rolled her eyes. "But I do know that both involve inhaling smoke and I know how to do that."
Paul continued to look at her with a blank look and Dawn laughed. "There's no need to worry. I want to do it with you and I trust that you would keep me safe."
Paul continued to stare at her, still holding his blunt in between his fingers. The smoke in his blunt burned into the air while he looked at her. This was something new for her and he wasn't even sure if he was comfortable with letting her do something like that. It was really risky to him and he didn't want to be the one responsible for anything bad happening to her.
Dawn continued to look at him and he stared back at her. God, he was so in love with her. If only she knew that.
She did say that she wanted to do it with him, so that made him feel good. She trusted him enough to do something like that with him and that made him re-think things.
Paul licked his lips and turned his body slightly to her. "Alright," he said finally. "I'm only doing this because you asked me to."
"Yay!" Dawn smiled in excitement. "So what are we doing first?"
Paul smiled slightly and tried to think of something easy for her to do first. He looked at his blunt and then he looked at her. After a moment of thinking, he opened his mouth to speak. "Have you ever heard of shot gunning?"
Dawn raised her eyebrow. "Shot gun?" She looked down slightly, trying to think of what that could be.
Paul smirked slightly, "Well a shot gun is when you inhale smoke from someone else's mouth."
"Enlighten me then." Dawn got comfortable in the couch and brought her legs up, eyeing him.
Paul stared at her for a few more seconds and then turned his body completely around to face her. He placed the blunt in between his lips and dropped his hand on one of her bare thighs since she had her legs up in criss cross apple sauce. He leaned his face into hers.
Dawn stared at him as she felt his hot breath pass over her mouth. Paul instantly blew smoke into her mouth, his lips touching hers. Dawn inhaled the smoke as best as she could, doing what she was told.
Paul pulled back slightly and watched her face. She looked like she had the hang of it just for a second, but then she began coughing.
He smirked a bit, his left hand still resting on her thigh as she continued to cough out the smoke she inhaled.
"Wow," she coughed, smoke coming out of her mouth.
"Told you it was different compared to a hookah." Paul smirked, amused with her reaction. He knew she was gonna cough, but it was pretty sexy to be that close to her and try shot gunning with her.
After calming down with her coughing, Dawn laughed lightly and brought her hands up to her mouth, looking at him. He was staring at her, waiting for her to regain her composure.
"Let's try that again," she mumbled, pulling her hands away from her mouth and now getting more comfortable. Paul's hand fell from her thigh as she moved her body closer to him so that her face was closer to his. "I'll try my best not to cough this time."
Paul raised his eyebrow and looked at her lips and then back at her eyes. Dawn licked her lips and Paul was beginning to get turned on, but he did his best to relax himself.
He placed his blunt back between his lips and moved his face into hers. Their lips dangerously touched as he blew smoke into her mouth.
"Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh. Whether it's at the crib or club. It's all up to you, uh-huh. Whatever you wanna do."
Dawn inhaled the smoke and Paul watched her. After a few moments, she let the smoke exhale from her mouth and into the air smoothly, this time not coughing and more relaxed.
Paul pulled back a bit.
"I did it?" She raised her eyebrow, not sure if she did it right.
"Yeah,"
Dawn giggled and pulled a strand of hair behind her ear. "That was nice, but also really hot in a way."
Paul raised his eyebrow at her, noticing what she had been implying. He smirked lightly. "That's the point," he assured her, now bringing the blunt back up to his mouth and inhaled some smoke before letting it exhale out into the air.
"And how do you smoke weed?" She asked him, watching as he smoked his blunt.
"It's basically what you just did," he said as smoke left his mouth. "All you're doing is inhaling smoke and then blowing it out into the air."
"Can I try?" She asked.
Paul continued to smoke his blunt once more before handing it over to her.
"Tonight, you're with me. I'm talking VIP. Cristal, Moet, Don P tonight, oh."
Dawn placed it in the center of her lips and inhaled the smoke. Paul kept his eyes on her as he watched her attempting to smoke his blunt.
She pulled the blunt away from her lips and let the smoke out into the air. Paul loved the scent of weed. The simple fact that she was blowing it against his face really turned him on. It seemed like she was really getting the hang of it which really surprised him.
Paul grabbed the blunt from her hands. "Wanna learn something cool?"
Dawn stared at him in excitement. "Like what?"
"Watch me." He pressed the blunt against his lips and inhaled a lot of smoke. He held the blunt down with his left hand and with his right, he began tapping the side of his mouth with his index finger as he blew out smoke. The smoke began to blow out nonstop O shapes with each tap he did against the side of his mouth.
Dawn was amazed with what she was seeing. She was never around much to see amazing tricks like that and that was something she most definitely wanted to do.
"I wanna do that!" She said in excitement.
Paul smirked. "It's probably gonna be hard for you."
"I doubt it," Dawn grabbed the blunt from his hand and placed it in between her lips as she inhaled smoke. Paul watched her as she inhaled and when she was ready she dropped her arm to her side with the blunt and did exactly what Paul just did. She began tapping the side of her mouth just like he did as she blew out the smoke in sync with the taps. The O shapes she was creating were very, very small, but of course, all she needed was practice.
"That's cute," he laughed, grabbing the blunt from her hand.
"I like when you move up close to me. Sexy, grinding, holding me. Real close, 'cause you're supposed to be, baby."
"I feel funny," Dawn mentioned, pushing her bangs up a bit before it fell back down over her forehead.
Paul placed the blunt in between his lips again and inhaled more smoke.
This time he blew it out into the air and then inhaled the smoke he let in escape out into the air instantly.
Dawn's head was beginning to tingle a bit and she wasn't sure if it was working or not, but she was most definitely feeling something different. She looked at Paul, watching as he kept blowing out smoke and inhaling it back into his mouth for a few times.
Dawn smiled lightly, closing her eyes a bit.
Paul was already getting high, so he was definitely used to the feeling. Paul let the smoke come out of his mouth and he breathed in the smoke with his nose, French inhaling.
She giggled lightly as she looked at Paul, staring at him. "Wow, the smoke is just going in your nose…"
Dawn wasn't understanding what was happening, but she was feeling really happy, something she hadn't felt in such a long time. "Wow," she moaned, closing her eyes. Dawn slowly got up from the couch and picked up the glass tube thing that was on the coffee table. She analyzed it, trying to figure out what is it. "Paul, what is this…?"
"That's a bong," Paul looked at her, the effects hitting him as well. He picked up the bong and got up on his feet as well.
He walked over to the kitchen and turned on the light, Dawn followed behind him as she laughed a bit.
Paul placed the bong inside the sink and turned the water on. Dawn continued to giggle to herself.
Paul made sure to pour down the water through the mouthpiece and into the chamber. After filling it, he grabbed the bowl part and began to put the weed inside, making sure there was enough to smoke.
Dawn closed her eyes slightly and rocked her head and body from side to side.
"Whatever you do, uh uh. Whether it's at the crib or club. It's all up to you, uh uh. Whatever you wanna do."
Paul pulled his lighter out from his pocket and placed his mouth on the top of the chamber. He placed his index finger on the carb and with his free hand, he held the lighter and lit the substance while simultaneously inhaling.
He inhaled a lot of smoke and held it inside his lungs for a few moments until exhaling it out smoothly into the air, a lot of smoke forming in the kitchen and heading towards Dawn.
Dawn became mesmerized.
Paul handed the bong over to her after taking a hit and made her put her finger on the carb. She pressed her mouth on the top of the chamber and inhaled a lot of smoke. Paul moved her hair away from her shoulders so she could be more comfortable. He watched as she inhaled before removing her lips from the chamber and exhaling it out right at him.
Dawn giggled lightly when the smoke crashed onto his face and he laughed too.
The two were already getting high with the hits they took. Paul was feeling real good, especially being around Dawn.
"I feel lovely," Dawn laughed, handing the bong back over to him.
"It feels fucking amazing, doesn't it?" Paul placed his finger over the carb and took another hit from the bong.
Dawn and Paul spent hours smoking non-stop and they were still going at it.
It was currently raining hard outside, thunderstorms booming across the sky, causing Dawn to laugh in excitement even more.
Dawn's hair was a mess and all over the place, along with Paul's. The two equally looked high, red in the eyes and all.
"Come here, pretty. I've got a way to mess you up."
They were currently in the kitchen.
Paul had been setting up a waterfall bong in the sink while Dawn sat on top of the kitchen counter, moving her head back and forth while smoking a blunt.
"I'll tell you something, to make you feel like you're in love. I'll find a way,"
After lighting up the substance and screwing off the bowl from the top of the empty soda bottle, he leaned down and sucked in the smoke.
Dawn jumped down from the counter as soon as he brought his head up, standing up straight and letting the smoke exhale out into the air. Dawn handed him her blunt and he took it from her hands, placing it against his lips as he inhaled a lot of smoke before exhaling it out.
He watched as she leaned down toward the waterfall bong to suck in the smoke and he placed the blunt he had in his hands on the counter and grabbed her hair away from her shoulders. Dawn inhaled a lot of smoke.
"And I'll be sure when you close your eyes that all you see is me."
Dawn stood up straight and blew the smoke toward the ceiling, laughing lightly afterwards. She jumped slightly when she heard thunder boom through the sky once more, this time cutting off the electricity they had inside the house.
Paul laughed hard as well as Dawn.
"Fucking thunder," Dawn laughed, grabbing the blunt that Paul placed down on the counter. She placed it against her lips as she inhaled.
Paul looked at Dawn. Though, it was very dark throughout the kitchen, as well as the rooms, but he still had enough light to see Dawn because of the windows and the blinds were open. He grabbed the blunt from her lips and leaned in to kiss her.
He could feel smoke rushing inside his mouth, but he continued to kiss her anyway.
Dawn giggled against his lips and pulled away from the kiss, turning her body away from him and heading toward the hallway.
"I heard somewhere that there's a doctor you can see."
"Where you going?" He mumbled, chasing after her.
He was feeling really good on the inside. He just loved the feeling of getting high.
Paul brought his blunt up to his lips and inhaled smoke as he searched to find her, becoming a bit confused of where she left off to.
She was giggling uncontrollably nearby and Paul assumed that she must have stumbled across his room.
It was too freaking dark inside the house and he needed to find a candle right away. Paul tried to stop and think for a moment where the candles inside the house could be.
It was sort of difficult for him to think of where it could be since he was so high at the moment.
Paul stumbled upon the bathroom and instantly found a candle. He grabbed the candle and then made his way over to his room.
"Dawn?" He laughed lightly, seeing a shadow of her lying down on the floor with something in her hands.
Paul pulled his lighter out of his pocket and lit up the candle. The candle lit up a little bit of the room, but it was enough for him to see what she was doing.
Dawn had been holding a pillow in her arms, hugging it tightly and laughing uncontrollably.
Paul laughed after seeing what she had in her hands.
"Can you believe my luck with all this stuff? It's making me insane."
He placed the candle down on the nearest dresser he found and pulled his black shirt off, tossing it at his bed.
Paul was feeling completely energized and he began jumping in place.
Dawn placed the blunt she had back into her mouth and inhaled some more smoke before letting it float into the air. She looked up at the ceiling and began to sing lightly.
Paul continued to jump in place and brought his blunt back up to his lips as he inhaled more smoke. He moved his hair out of his eyes as he continued to jump in place, letting out short breaths with every jump he took.
"That I'll be damn sure when you close your eyes that all you see is me."
Dawn felt like she was floating and she loved every bit of it.
Paul stopped jumping after a while and he stared down at Dawn, smiling while she giggled.
He continued to stare at her for a bit, beginning to fall into deep thoughts.
Dawn has been in his life for such a long time. She never once did anything to break his heart so why did he keep thinking that Ash was such a threat? Ash was only her best guy friend, that's all he'll ever be. Paul began to wonder if that's really how she always looked at Ash. As just a best friend. And maybe, just maybe he got it all wrong. That maybe she really does love him and she only loves Ash as a friend.
Paul continued to stare at her as she smoked.
She was here with him now, smoking and having a great time. She was doing all these great things with him, instead of Ash. So doesn't that prove that she loves him and not Ash?
"Paul, come here." Dawn moaned, throwing the pillow she had in her arms at her side.
Paul immediately broke out of his thoughts after hearing her voice. He looked down at her, seeing as she stretched her arms out towards him.
Dawn smiled, laughing still. "Come on," she wined.
Paul tried to remember what he was just thinking about before she called for him, but it was all a blur and he had no idea where he let his mind wander off to. Paul shook his head and grabbed some pills he had inside his drawer and got down on the floor, hovering over Dawn.
Dawn had been eyeing his small zip-lock bag of pills and wondered what it was. "What is that?"
Paul shrugged. "I don't know. These are my brothers, but they sure make me feel good."
Dawn grinned.
Paul pulled out two small pills and placed the bag beside them. Dawn opened her mouth as he placed one inside. Dawn instantly swallowed the pill and saw as Paul placed one into his mouth.
She laughed lightly, staring up at him.
Paul began to straighten his arms out at each side of her in a push up position.
Dawn brought her blunt back up to her lips and inhaled. Paul stared down at her as he slowly began to do push-ups on her. She looked up at him and blew smoke into his face every time his body drew down towards hers. "What are you doing?" She giggled.
Paul smirked as he continued, "Getting warmed up."
"For what?" She raised her eyebrow, bringing the blunt towards his lips. Paul acknowledged her and inhaled some smoke. After inhaling some, Dawn pulled the blunt away from his lips and let him exhale the smoke.
"For you," he told her, the smoke rushing at her face. Dawn laughed lightly at him as she watched him continue slowly.
He continued to do push-ups on her smoothly.
Paul was in one hell of a good mood and he was really in the mood to have sex for some reason.
Thunder boomed once again outside, causing Dawn to scream in surprise.
Paul laughed at Dawn's reaction and stared down at her. He paused with his push up's midway and grabbed the blunt from her hands and started to touch on her hair, caressing it softly.
"I really fucking love you." He told her, staring down at her.
Dawn stared up at him and smiled lightly. "I love you more."
Paul leaned down and kissed her. Dawn kissed him back, but before she could kiss him more, thunder boomed again outside, causing Dawn to break away from the kiss. "Oh my gosh!"
Paul groaned slightly at the interruption. Dawn pushed Paul softly off of her and got up on her feet, walking toward the window to look outside.
He watched as she looked out the window and he brought the blunt back up to his lips. He got up on his feet slowly and stared at her from the back.
Paul was really horny and he wanted to fuck now.
"It's raining really hard," Dawn mumbled, staring outside at the water rushing down hard in the city.
Paul dropped his blunt to his side as he blew out smoke into the air, walking slowly up to her as she continued to look outside.
Dawn gasped slightly when she felt Paul's body pressed up behind her.
"Don't apologize, I quite enjoy messy. I see that bottle after bottle got you goin' crazy."
He placed his lips on the side of her neck and began kissing on it slowly while moving his left hand slowly down her arm. Dawn closed her eyes slightly when she felt his lips on her neck. She felt the inside of her body getting a sensational feeling when she felt his left hand grab her ass.
Paul moved her shirt down a bit on her right shoulder so that it could reveal her skin and he bit down slowly on her shoulder as he gripped her ass cheek through her pants with his left hand.
Dawn moaned in response, getting equally as horny as he was getting.
Paul handed her his blunt as she took it in her hands. Dawn brought the blunt up to her lips while Paul moved his hands up the front of her shirt and grabbed a hold of her bare breasts. She had her back facing him and he was still able to get a good grip of them and he groaned in satisfaction. "I want to fuck you so bad right now," he groaned.
"Then do it." She moaned, enjoying the feel of his hands on her breasts. She held her hands over his own as she felt him grip her breasts even more.
"It's a good vibe, good vibe, good vibe. Don't you ever threaten niggas with a good time."
After a while he then moved his hands down to her waist and moved her ass up aggressively against his dick, though he had his pants on still. She could feel him growing from the inside of his pants.
He just loved the way her ass felt against him, over his pants. He began to pull down her shorts along with her panties slowly.
Dawn moved her hair to the other side to look slightly back at him.
"Cause all this fame, I earned it, I might as well use it. Private elevator goin' straight to my unit."
Paul whipped his dick out and instantly inserted himself in her. He pushed her body down a bit as she leaned over his dresser. He stared down at her bare ass and he began to thrust himself in and out of her. Dawn moaned with every thrust he gave her, her hair falling over her face.
He placed each of his hands against her waist and pounded into her, increasing the speed.
"Oh god," Dawn moaned in pleasure, feeling him pounding into her.
She didn't know what she was doing and neither did he. But they both knew that this felt extremely amazing. Dawn was feeling indescribable pleasure, something she's never felt before.
Paul continued to pound himself into her, groaning in pleasure as he stared down at her ass. He loved having sex doggy style because that way he got to see the view of her ass shaking against him and he loved that.
Dawn screamed with every hit he did, holding onto the edges of his dresser as she tried to control herself.
"Can't nobody stop me, used to be homeless. Now that penthouse at the Ritz where my home is."
Dawn instantly reached her climax at the same time as he did. Paul groaned, thrusting himself once more to finish off as he let out a breath of air.
She straightened her body out and let her back press against his chest. Her hair had been hanging from the back of her head, so Paul moved all her hair to the left side of her neck and he pressed his lips onto the revealing part of her neck, now letting his right hand maneuver slowly down her stomach and toward her opening.
Dawn gasped as she felt his fingers enter her, her wet juices immediately closing over his fingers. Paul groaned in satisfaction as he began to circle his fingers around her soft spot. He felt her hand instantly grab his pants, her reaction making him very hot. Paul began to bite down on her neck softly and continued to let his fingers work its magic.
She couldn't even begin to think. She was so high and yet she felt like she was experiencing paradise. She always imagined paradise as a lovely place filled with sunshine and rainbows and that's exactly how she felt right now.
Paul began to move his fingers in and out of her at a fast pace. He wanted to make her explode and to scream out his name in pleasure. The simple fact of hearing her moan his name would make him go nuts. He wanted to hear it.
When he felt her gripping his pants even more, Paul knew she was about to reach her end, so he increased the pace. He listened as her voice cracked in moans, and once he heard her yell out that final moan, he stopped and instantly moved the both of his hands over her breasts and gripped them.
He held them in his hands and squeezed them, moving them. "You like that?" He asked lowly, his lips pressed next to her ear.
She moaned in response, feeling the wetness she left on his fingers being rubbed on her nipples.
She grabbed the blunt she had resting on the dresser and brought it back up to her lips, inhaling the smoke.
Paul pushed her down so that she was leaning over his dresser again. He instantly flipped her around and brought her right leg over the other side of his waist before lifting her up against him. Dawn's arm instantly latched over his neck and her legs hooked around his waist as she looked at him. All he could smell was weed coming from her breath and it just turned him on even more.
Dawn brought her blunt back to her lips and Paul watched as she inhaled smoke. Paul was still horny for more sex and he didn't want to stop. He began to guide her toward his bed and he instantly dropped her on the bed, her back landing on his comforter.
Dawn watched as he moved his pants down, so he had his dick hanging out. She stared at it hard and looked up at his face. She knew exactly what he wanted and she could tell that he wanted it now. Dawn handed him the blunt she was holding and began to get down on the floor and got comfortable. Paul groaned when he felt her hand wrap around his shaft, the feel of her soft hand driving him insane.
Paul brought the blunt up to his lips and inhaled a lot of smoke before exhaling it out in the air, the smoke creating interesting shapes as it left his mouth.
She first began to lick the top of him, teasing him. Paul groaned again, that sensational feeling lingering and he wanted more, a lot more. She began to lick around his shaft first, moaning at the same time. Paul felt like his world was on fire, her tongue was like magic.
He watched as she placed his shaft inside her mouth slowly, looking up at him. The way she was looking at him really made him feel nervous, in a good way.
As she began sucking on it, moving her mouth up and down on it, Paul grabbed her hair in hands, holding it up so it wouldn't be in the way of her giving him a blowjob.
He groaned, feeling her slurping every bit of him.
He was beginning to grow lost in the ecstasy of the dangerous youthful blowjob.
Dawn continued to suck him off, getting him off the edge. Paul felt like she was doing a great job and he was wondering where she learned how to suck a dick very well. He began to let his thoughts wander off for a bit, wondering if she had sucked a dick before.
He immediately broke out of his thoughts when he felt his climax reaching. He instantly finished in her mouth, knowing that she gave him the best blowjob he's ever had.
Yeah, he got sucked off by a few girls, but none of those girls compared to her. She was like a pro.
"It makes me smile, it makes me smile, 'cause I got it."
Dawn licked her lips, enjoying the taste of him.
Paul watched as she got back up and leaned back on the bed, looking at him seductively.
She already had both her shorts and panties off, so Paul was satisfied.
He handed her the blunt back and then he began to push her body down completely so that her back was laying against the bed. He opened her legs and positioned himself between them. He wanted her to feel the same exact pleasure that he felt. Paul personally felt like he was a pro when it came to eating a girl out, so he hoped that he would push her over the edge.
Paul brought his hands up to her pussy and opened it, so he can give her a great feeling. Dawn gasped immediately when she felt his tongue moving around her and he moved his tongue at a very fast pace and Dawn couldn't keep up. She felt him closing his lips over her clit, pulling it and everything. He was sucking and slurping all the juices she created with every lick he gave her. He loved the taste of her, especially since it was his first time tasting her. He didn't want to stop, he wanted to continue eating her out all night long.
Dawn moved her hand toward his head and buried her hand into his hair as she pushed him closer to her core. Paul became more turned on when he felt her pushing him closer to her core, as if she was really enjoying what he was doing. He liked this a lot. It really made him hot, knowing that he was making her enjoy herself.
Paul increased the pace of his tongue even faster. He even paused for a moment and spit on her pussy. He wanted her to cum for him and he wanted her to cum a lot.
"All the pain, sweat and tears, just to get a piece, but now we got it."
"Paul!" Dawn screamed in pleasure, her body jerking up at him. Paul couldn't control himself after hearing his name, he continued to eat her out, deciding to insert two fingers into her pussy.
He felt her closing around his fingers and he loved how wet she was. Paul continued to please her, knowing that she was about to cum in a few moments.
Dawn moaned, cursing in pleasure as she tugged on the bed sheets. It wasn't until a moment later that she instantly came inside his mouth and Paul sucked up all her juices, still licking up every bit of her.
After licking her clean, Paul stood up and Dawn moaned lightly, now beginning to sit up as well, looking up at him.
"Man look at the kid now, can nobody stop me. I don't got a single sober vein in my body."
Paul now stood up, waiting for her to regain her breath after feeling that kind of pleasure.
He stood at the edge of the bed and after she regained her breath, he pulled her closer to him and raised her legs up to her chest. He had her knees bent as if she was doing a bicycling exercise.
Paul grabbed one of her ankles and let her heels rest on one of his shoulders. He began to place himself into her and began to thrust into her. He liked this position because this way he got to see the view of him thrusting in and out of her.
"Condo blow money, like it's all dope money. Come short wet niggas, like a speed boat coming, oh lord."
Paul grabbed the blunt from her hands and brought it back up to his lips and inhaled smoke as he continued to thrust himself into her.
Dawn moaned in pleasure, and he listened, knowing that she was nearly out of breath.
He moved the blunt to his side and let the smoke out into the air, beginning to thrust even faster.
Paul just couldn't get enough. This was amazing.
"I'm the champ, baby, Real Deal Holyfield. Got the bitches, want it dirty, went and bought the crib."
Paul felt her closing around him, that tightness really making him go crazy. It felt really good, he couldn't describe the way it felt, he just knew it felt amazing.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned, moving even faster, at a pace that felt perfect for him. The way he was pounding into her really made him feel like he was on fire, but in a good way. She was making him feel really good.
"Fuck a burqa now she in the Bentley. That's when she went and tatted double MG."
She was moaning uncontrollably, the headboard on the bed hitting against the wall with every movement he created. She was taking short breaths as he moved against her.
Paul felt her closing around him even tighter and instantly they both reached their climax at the same exact time. Dawn let out a hard breath of air and Paul groaned to himself, letting out an exasperating breath of air as well.
Paul brought the blunt back up to his lips and inhaled smoke, closing his eyes. He felt her legs fall from his shoulder and his hand freeing from her ankle as her legs moved to the floor and she sat up on the bed. She grabbed the blunt from his lips and brought it to hers. Paul raised his eyebrow at her.
She let out a bunch of smoke into the air and it came rushing towards him.
His whole room was smelling like weed. As a matter of fact, the whole house was smelling like weed, but Paul didn't care. He was just happy that he was with Dawn.
"It makes me smile, it makes me smile, 'cause I got it."
Dawn giggled lightly, moving her hair out of her face and to the back.
Paul licked his lips and pulled his pants up. He then leaned down at her level towards her and placed his hands on the bed at each side of her body. She was in between him with his arms at each side of her.
Dawn stared up at him and he stared at her too.
He was staring at her with a serious look, a bit curious about one thing. "How you know how to suck a dick?"
Dawn giggled in surprise with that question. "I watch porn. Duh." She laughed, biting down on her lower lip.
Paul watched as she bit down on her bottom lip and then he looked back up at her eyes. He licked his lips again and let his thumb brush under her lip and he began to think again.
Dawn kept her eyes on him, while he continued to look at her biting her lip and letting his thumb still brush under her lip in deep thought. "… I fucking love you." He mumbled, looking into her eyes now.
Dawn blinked, staring into his onyx eyes.
Being with him tonight really made her happy. If Paul really thought she had some kind of feelings for Ash, then he is wrong on that part. Ash is nothing compared to him. Ash doesn't make her feel perfect like the way he does. Paul is the only person she truly loved and she'd die without him. If only he knew that.
Paul began to wonder why she was staring at him as if she were in thought. "What?"
Dawn blinked, immediately taken out of her thoughts. She smiled instantly. "Nothing," she giggled, pressing her lips onto his again.
A/N: God was this chapter so freaking hard to write. I was literally having trouble trying to write the drugs scenes as well as the sex scenes! The sex scenes wasn't as hard as the drug scenes in my opinion. I haven't been involved with any drugs at all and plus I haven't read anything that included drugs to help me out, so I struggled through a lot of research, asking a lot of people on how to write about it. I did the best I could…
Anyway, I must say that this chapter was very crazy and is most definitely in the M rating.
It literally took like three months to try and finish this chapter, though no one knows that except for the people I talked about this story with. But I'm glad that I finally got the hardest chapter over with and now I can write my other chapters easy without wanting to rip my head off lmao.
Songs used in this chapter: Whatever by Ideal, Whiter Straighter by Adaline, In Vein by The Weeknd ft. Rick Ross
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