MAIN ONE

summary: you are his main one, the person who he can call just to blow off some steam when him and his girl get into it.

warnings contain: manipulation, gaslighting, cheating, entitlement, unprotected sex, breeding, revenge porn.

word count: 6.7k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good a writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment.

Jimmy Uso x Blanca

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again mdni you have been warned.

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The clock struck eight in the morning, with sunlight streaming through the curtains and birds singing cheerfully outside. Blanca had risen earlier than Jimmy, busy preparing breakfast for them both. Trinity's words weighed heavily on her mind, filling her with anxiety about the possibility of her intimate videos being shared online.

She decided to hold off on talking to Jimmy until he was awake from his deep sleep, as it was important for him to be informed before his girlfriend made any impulsive decisions. As she prepared breakfast, the aroma of sizzling bacon filled the air, and she had Ariana Grande’s latest album playing, with the track "Dandelion" looping in the background.

She was attempting to sort through her thoughts amidst all the recent chaos. It seemed as though she was caught in a love triangle involving Jimmy and Trinity. Trinity appeared to be upset that Jimmy spent more time with Blanca than with her, while Jimmy himself seemed uncertain about what he truly desired.

Jimmy stirred from his sleep, the enticing aroma of breakfast wafting through the air. With a groan, he sat up, his head pounding painfully. Rubbing his eyes, he noticed Blanca with her back to him, lost in her music with headphones perched on her ears.

He noticed the outfit she had on—a crop top paired with snug booty shorts that left little to the imagination. As he rose from the couch and made his way toward her, he couldn't help but admire the way her curves peeked out from the fabric, drawing his attention to the bottom of his lips.

Jimmy approached her softly, his tall frame overshadowing her petite stature. He had watched her prepare breakfast for both of them, a gesture that filled him with warmth and affection. As he embraced her waist, she let out a surprised yelp, her heart racing as she turned to face him, her eyes wide with surprise as she pushed her headphones aside.

Blanca observed that his hair was tousled, so she gently brushed it aside to get a better look at his striking features. She couldn't help but admire his charming face and captivating smile.

“Good Morning, Mamas.” Jimmy said as his voice was groggy and deep.

“Good Morning, how did you sleep?” Blanca said as she felt his head on the nuzzle of her neck.

“I slept really good especially with you.” She smiled at him. “I know your head must be banging right now.”

“Hell yeah, what you taking care of me now?” Blanca laughed softly, playfully nudging him aside, while Jimmy held her waist, planting kisses along the side of her neck that sent delightful shivers racing down her spine.

“Yes. Imma need you to be sobered up and fine, hell you might fall asleep again after this meal.” Jimmy chuckled at her while smiling.

He appreciated the ease with which they all interacted, cherishing the moment since it would be their final encounter. As he gently slid his hand beneath her shirt, he squeezed her breast, prompting a slight flinch from her.

“J-Jimmy, I’m trying to finish cooking.”  She said softly.

“Don’t mind me, just finish cooking.” She carried on preparing breakfast for them, unaware that he had no idea she possessed cooking skills—perhaps because he never inquired.

Jimmy wrapped his arms around her waist, showering her neck and cheek with soft kisses as he trailed behind her like a devoted puppy. While she switched off the stove and arranged the bacon on their plates, which also held waffles and scrambled eggs, he watched with adoration. Once she set their plates on the dining table, he settled beside her, clasping her hand as they offered a prayer for their meal before digging in.

As they sat down to enjoy their breakfast, she noticed Jimmy's face brighten with delight, his taste buds awakening to the explosion of flavors dancing in his mouth. “Damn girl, you can throw it down in the kitchen.” Jimmy complimented.

“Thank You, I learned how to cook when I was sixteen.” Blanca responded with a smile on her face. “But I do have something to talk to you about.”

Jimmy glanced at her, one eyebrow arched, as he dabbed his mouth with a napkin. “What’s the matter? Did I mess up?” She shook her head, offering a comforting smile to indicate that he hadn’t done anything wrong.

“What’s up Mama?” Blanca struggled to find the right words to inform him that his girlfriend planned to leak their intimate videos online. She feared he would dismiss her warning, considering it was his girlfriend she was talking about.

She shook her head, attempting to dismiss the subject while she kept eating her meal. But then, she felt his hand softly glide over her thigh beneath the table. Locking eyes with him, she sensed his curiosity growing.

Blanca let out a heavy sigh. “Listen, last night I received a text from your girlfriend, Jim. She’s threatening to release our sex tapes. I need you to take care of this.” Jim's eyes widened at the thought of Trinity planning to make their intimate moments public. Was she really this angry because he was dedicating more time to Blanca than to her? And to make matters worse, he had even called out Blanca’s name while she was pleasuring him.

Jimmy gulped down his food before saying, “I’ll take care of it before I head out.” Blanca nodded in agreement and resumed eating, but soon he gently cupped her chin, urging her to meet his gaze.

"Thank you for looking after me last night, Blanca." She was taken aback that he recalled their encounter from the previous evening. She had thought he would simply forget and carry on with his day.

"Naturally, I couldn't allow you to drive out there inebriated, Jimmy, especially with the potential for something terrible to occur." She offered him a faint smile, her gaze locked onto his, sensing an unidentifiable spark in his eyes that intrigued her, yet she chose to dismiss it.

They both understood that this was the turning point for their relationship; after this moment, they would go their separate ways. The only chance Jimmy had to change Blanca's mind was to show her that he was a genuinely good man, not just someone driven by physical desires.

They found greater joy in each other's presence after breakfast, nestled together on the couch just like the night before. She felt a pang of realization that she would miss these moments, even if they were often overshadowed by the toxic behaviors that surfaced when they were together.

She needed time away.

Away from him and this whole entire situation, she needed a moment to breathe.

What lingered in her thoughts was his declaration of love from the previous night. She yearned to trust that there was a genuine connection, as Bianca had suggested, but he had been intoxicated—surely those words didn’t hold true meaning, right? His heart belonged to Trinity, not to her. Blanca didn’t want to entertain any delusions, so she decided to push those feelings aside.

As her fingers worked their magic on Jimmy's scalp, he let out a deep sigh, relishing the soothing sensation. The massage melted away his stress, providing the relief he desperately craved.

“You’re like the best head massager ever, Bia got my ass over here almost falling asleep.” Jimmy said, causing Blanca to chuckle.

“Hey, that’s just what I do. Make niggas like you fall asleep easily.” Blanca replied.

“Shit, it’s working though.”  While they were engrossed in watching TV together, Jimmy noticed his phone buzzing incessantly in his pocket. He pulled it out to find a flurry of messages from Trinity.

Jimmy let out a heavy sigh as he pushed himself up from Blanca’s lap, accidentally pressing Trin’s name on the caller ID. Rising from the couch, he made his way upstairs, seeking a moment of privacy for his phone call. Blanca, ever the curious one, watched him ascend the stairs until he vanished from view. Intrigued by his actions, she couldn’t resist the temptation to eavesdrop on their conversation, eager to understand his thoughts on the situation.

She ascended the stairs, the only sound reaching her ears was his voice conversing with Trinity on speakerphone, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of his footsteps as he paced back and forth in the upstairs bathroom.

“Trin what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Why would you want to expose me and her sex tapes for folks online to see? Are you fucking crazy?”

His voice rose slightly, nearly startling Blanca as she eavesdropped on their discussion about the matter. She hadn’t anticipated him addressing it so directly and promptly.

“That doesn’t matter Trin! If she told you that me and her are done! Then you should fucking listen! Instead of doing this crazy shit.”

“Well if your done with her you need to come the fuck home instead of being over there with that bitch!”

Jimmy's voice was filled with a rough edge of frustration, realizing that Trinity often overwhelmed him. He couldn't help but question why he constantly sought out Blanca, who never raised her voice or engaged in the back-and-forth arguments that characterized his interactions with Trinity. This only piled on more stress for him.

“And this the shit I be saying dawg! This is why I go over to Blanca’s house because of you! You be stressing me the fuck out Trinity! Why can’t you just be fucking chill and relax!”

“Because you’re my nigga! I’m not sharing with no side bitch like her you’re mine!”

“Aren’t you the same person that told me to go over there with her? After I moaned out her name instead of yours when you gave me head?”

Blanca was momentarily taken aback when she realized that he had been thinking of her while they were apart. What other secrets might she be unaware of?

“Did y’all fuck?”

“No, she took care of me like a woman should, especially since I went out drinking knowing that you weren't going to take care of me.”

“You know I would.”

“You wouldn't, I know you Trin.”

Blanca felt a warmth in her heart knowing he valued her for looking after him the previous night. Despite her reluctance to be around him after everything he had done, she couldn't bear the thought of him driving home intoxicated—there was still a part of her that cared for him deeply.

She remembered how he had been so yielding the night before, his large member resting in her hands as she watched him shiver from her caress. He was likely too intoxicated to recall the details, but he had promised to change for her. She felt uncertain about that promise.

“See that bitch got you all hooked on her! This is the reason why I’m exposing yall!”

“And this is the main reason why I go back to her because she wouldn’t do something crazy like that she literally broke things off with me Trin what more do you want from her?”

“I don’t want anything from that bitch, I just need you to stay away from her period!”

“And if I don’t?”

What did he mean by that? 

“The fuck you mean by that? Her pussy can’t be that good.”

“It’s not even about that. She took care of me Trin she made sure I was good instead of going home drunk—she would’ve kicked me to the curb if she didn’t want to see me but she didn't because that meant something to me.”

Blanca felt a warmth spreading through her heart when he mentioned that she never believed he would value her so deeply. Although she harbored resentment towards him, she recognized the truth in his words. Despite her feelings, she had been raised to care for those in need, and in his inebriated condition, he was clearly someone who required her support.

“Look, we will talk about this when I come over there, because you’re giving me a headache.”

Blanca descended the stairs and made her way to the kitchen, where she loaded the dirty dishes into the dishwasher for a thorough cleaning. She noticed his footsteps approaching from above as he glanced down in her direction.

As she bent over to load the dishes into the dishwasher, her back was to him, and Jimmy couldn't help but notice how her booty shorts accentuated her curves. Captivated, he approached her from behind, lifting her with a playful yelp and setting her down on the kitchen counter, cradling her between his legs.

With their faces just inches apart, he trapped her in place, his hand sliding into her booty shorts to cup her cheeks. The gentle squeeze made her instinctively wrap her legs around his waist.

She chuckled, “boy, what are you doing?” 

“I’m just being near you one last time baby, I can move away if you want me to.” Jimmy said as Blanca shook her head keeping him closer to her. “No, it’s fine I like being in your scent.”

“I do too.” They locked eyes, both transfixed, as Jimmy ran his tongue along his lower lip. The house was enveloped in silence, and she could sense the hardness of his arousal pressing against her.

Blanca gently threaded her fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp, which made him lean in closer, his face nestled against her skin as he let out a deep sigh—drawing her nearer. She felt a throbbing ache within her, yearning for his touch, yet she hesitated, wanting to keep the toxic energy at bay.

She appreciated his openness with her, and as she felt a soft, damp kiss on her neck, a thrilling sensation coursed down her spine, igniting a pulse of desire within her.

His gentle hands slipped from her shorts and encircled her waist, showering her neck with soft, affectionate kisses. She instinctively tilted her head, inviting him to explore further.

The sensation of her fingers kneading his scalp made his body unwind, eliciting a deep groan from him as he trailed kisses along her jawline.

“You feel better now? Your body seemed tense.” Blanca whispered gently.

“Mhm, much better than before.” Jimmy murmured. “Taking care of me and shit.”

He chuckled softly at her while he leaned back, locking his gaze with hers. His eyes flickered down to her lips and then returned to her stunning eyes—she seemed flawless, almost too flawless for someone like him.

“Fuck, why you gotta be so gorgeous mamas?”

“Because I’m that girl for sure, I mean look at me.” Blanca pulled her hands from his hair, revealing her figure and beautiful face, which made him smirk and nod in approval. “Sure is, with yo’ cute ass.” 

Blanca experienced a gentle smack on her backside, leaving her feeling a bit flustered. In response, she wrapped her arms around his neck while he held her chin, leaning in to plant a tender kiss on her lips.

The kiss evolved into something deeper as she sensed their tongues engaging in a playful battle for control. However, this time, it was neither harsh nor forceful; instead, it was soft and affectionate, as if he were cherishing the moment, wanting to hold onto it just a little longer before they parted ways.

As her fingers wove through his hair, she intensified the kiss, their teeth colliding in a passionate dance. Jimmy lifted her by the thighs, guiding her toward the couch.

With her legs entwined around his waist, she sensed him leaving the kitchen and making his way to the living room. He settled onto the couch, his hands gripping her waist securely.

A wave of desire washed over her as she sensed his firm arousal beneath her. Her panties were drenched with longing just for him, prompting her to start grinding against his lap, surprising him in the process.

“B-Bia, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to mamas.” 

“I want us to enjoy this last moment together before parting ways Jimmy.”

Blanca was fervently rubbing against his firm erection through his sweatpants, feeling the warmth of her slickness seeping through her shorts and pressing against the tip of his shaft.

Jimmy draped his shirt around his neck, revealing the Tribal tattoos on his skin that she adored touching. He leaned his head back, eyes closed, as the captivating mix of their moans filled the room. Her hands moved smoothly over his tattooed chest, following the detailed patterns of his Tribal ink, each touch reflecting her appreciation.

She increased the pace of her movements, rubbing her wetness against him, prompting him to draw her nearer. She could sense the warmth emanating from his body while her face rested against his chest.

“F-fuck.” She whimpered in his ear.

“You doing a good job mamas, keep grinding on this dick for dada.” His deep, raspy voice made her body respond with excitement. “Fuck, imma miss yo’ ass so much baby girl.”

Hearing that he would miss her while he was away made her heart race. If she were truthful, she knew she would miss him as well, but they both needed this time apart for him to sort things out and for her to heal.

“Imma miss you t-too, fuck.” Jimmy smiled, aware that she shared his feelings of missing each other. "Sit up," he said in a deep voice. She complied, watching as he removed his sweatpants and boxers, revealing his impressive length, eager for her to join him.

Blanca took off her shorts and tossed them aside as he moved her panties to the side. She guided his strong shaft with her gentle hands to her entrance and gradually lowered herself onto him, causing both of them to groan.

Jimmy rested his hands on her hips, guiding her movements as she gently swayed on his lap. He watched how her breasts shifted with each motion, giving her time to adjust to his considerable size.

She discovered her rhythm as she moved her hips on his lap, while he placed gentle, lingering kisses on her neck and cheek—whispering enticing words in her ear that were unlike anything she had ever experienced from a man like him.

“So fucking wet. You’re soaked for me baby.” Jimmy groaned in the air.

Blanca could only moan softly as waves of delight washed over her, her body heating up inside while his deep, husky voice murmured in her ear.

He nibbled at her neck, leaving his mark as a declaration that she was his and his alone.

“Talk to me princess, you love me?” 

He repeated himself, and naturally, she complied, but the pleasure was so intense that she could only nod in response. As he repeatedly pressed against her cervix, her thoughts drifted elsewhere. "Use your words, baby," Jimny urged, pushing deeper inside her, making her gasp.

“Yes, I-i love you. I love you.” He pressed her hips against him as the room grew warmer, playfully giving her a few light smacks on her backside.

“I love you too, I appreciate you so deeply. ride this dick mama, my little cowgirl.” She obeyed, biting her lip and speeding up, as their moans and groans echoed through the living room.

The noise of their bodies meeting echoed around them—Jimmy's hand slid down to hold her hips, helping her sway back and forth on him.

She began to experience a burning sensation in her thighs as she rode him harder, craving that blissful release. Jimmy's fingers dug into the soft curve of her hips, guiding her movements with each strong thrust.

He was skillfully entering her soft depths, leaving her breathless, as if she were seeing stars. The warmth of her desire surrounded him, creating a seamless rhythm as he moved in and out with ease.

“Fuckkk, Jimmy.” Blanca moaned.

“Mhm, you like this don’t you princess? You love it when I'm deep inside of that shit.” Jimmy grunted.

She shook her head and met his gaze, realizing that all she saw in his eyes was pure desire. Her body reacted instinctively, a fluttering sensation in her core as he pressed against her, his length rhythmically stimulating her from inside, brushing against her cervix and making her walls tighten around him.

“You so big daddy ... .i can’t take it.” 

“You can take it mamas, take all of these strokes I’m giving you. Such a good girl for me.” His compliments only made her more excited.

She began to move her hips in a smooth rhythm, enjoying the feeling of him deeply inside her, which made him lean back on the sofa in delight. "Yes, Bia, just like that, keep going. This is all yours, mama," he moaned.

It was all hers? 

She continued to move her hips, letting the tip of him lightly touch her core. Gripping his shoulders firmly, she gave in to the moment, feeling as if she was merging with him. A rush of feelings surged through her, causing a flutter in her stomach and making her thighs quiver.

“Oh my god, I’m finna cum Jimmy.” 

“Cum on this dick then baby, it’s yours.”  Blanca let out a quiet whimper as his strong arms wrapped around her waist, holding them close together and leaving her unable to move. He started to thrust upward, delivering deep, steady strokes that caused her to call out his name.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as he moved inside her, sending her into waves of pleasure. With her eyes closed in bliss, she felt her body tremble around him, making her tighten again in reaction to his rhythm.

“Fuck, I fucking love you Bia. Best pussy I ever had.” He softly murmured as his hips maintained a steady rhythm. He then lowered his hand to move her panties aside, allowing himself even greater access. “You love me Blanca?”

Once again, he expressed his love for her for the third time. What was happening with him? Was he finally realizing that his actions were wrong? Was that the reason he was telling her this?

She found it hard to express her thoughts as words slipped away from her, and she soon felt confused while he kept moving under her. "yes, I love y-youuu, it’s coming Jimmy…Ouu fuck is c-coming.” She was able to breathe out between thrusts.

She felt her peak building stronger with every thrust, the pressure on her cervix creating waves of pleasure that made her head spin.

Jimmy’s member, covered in a soft white glow, made him feel dizzy. "I know, sweetheart, I know." He softly kissed her neck as she let out a small whimper from the sensation.

He leaned in and softly spoke to her, expressing his deep love and desire for her to bear his children. Tears began to stream down her cheeks. "Jimmyyy! Oh my God! Jimmy!" she exclaimed as she reached her peak one last time, a powerful wave of pleasure overwhelming her. Her essence spilled over him, soaking his lap in a warm rush, like a river at its fullest.

He looked down at the mess she had made of him, her head on his chest as he pushed his hips up, seeking his release. His hands were firmly on her backside, moving in and out of her soft body, creating wet, squelching noises with every thrust.

As his actions became more frantic and intense, he felt himself slipping away—on the brink of madness while being surrounded by her.

“I’m finna nut baby, fuckk Blancaaaaa.” Jimmy growled.

Jimmy pressed her hips down onto his lap one final time, filling her completely with his warmth—releasing wave after wave inside her, making them both let out a soft moan.

He entered her slowly, careful not to let any of his release escape, noticing how wet his lap had become from her squirting. Jimmy held her waist, with her head resting on his chest, feeling their breaths synchronize.

“Fuck, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to nut inside of you.” Blanca shook her head reassuringly.

“It’s okay I’m on birth control so you’re safe.” Jimmy kissed her lips softly as she responded to it.

They remained in this position for some time until he needed to prepare to confront Trinity and make his way to Jey's house to talk about everything that had been going on. Jey was aware of Blanca but had not yet met her.

She faced him, his hands gripping her hips tightly. When Jimmy kissed her forehead, it made her smile, but a wave of sadness washed over her knowing this would be their final moment together. Still, she recognized that some time apart was necessary for both of them.

“Imma see you soon, don’t forget about me.” Jimmy said.

“I won’t forget about you.” Blanca responded.

As Jimmy took his keys and phone and walked out the door, Blanca closed it behind him. A heavy feeling settled in her heart as she thought about him not being there with her anymore.

He then expressed his love for her four times in quick succession and did something to her. He seemed so open and vulnerable, almost as if he truly regretted how he had treated her. Was he indicating that he intended to change while they were separated?

Blanca picked up her phone and called Bianca to share what had occurred between her and Jimmy, seeking her perspective on the situation.

Jimmy was at his twin brother's house after handling the drama with Trinity, who had leaked Blanca and his sex tape online. He and Jey were in the backyard, enjoying a beer while Jimmy expressed his frustrations about everything he had been going through.

“Remember, shawty I was telling you about?” Jimmy asked as Jey sipped on his beer.

“Blanca? Yeah? What did you do?” Jey realized his brother had done something foolish when he heard Jimmy let out a deep sigh. “I fucked up twin, she called it quits with me.”

Jey’s eyes were wide open when Jimmy had said that, “like she broke up with you?” Jimmy nodded his head feeling bad.

Jimmy shared the reasons for ending their relationship, stating that he was only interested in her for sex and was too focused on Trinity afterward. She mentioned that after he and Trinity got together, he chose to drown his sorrows in alcohol and went to Blanca's house.

“What did she do when you came to her crib twin?”

Jimmy remembers her nurturing him, expressing her concern for his well-being. She was gentle, and the way she touched him made him shiver with intensity.

“She took care of me uce,  She let me in. She didn’t kick me to the curb. She let me stay and took care of me. And even cooked us breakfast this morning.”

“Stop.” That’s when Jimmy got silent looking at his Twin brother. “Do you realize how rare that is for a woman like her to do that? Even though she didn’t want you there but still took you in.”

“Especially, when she cooks yall some breakfast too? Yeah she’s a fucking gem right there Uce.”

Jimmy was unaware of how unusual it was for her to show that kind of care for him. Despite the pain he had caused her, she genuinely cared about him, and it meant a lot to him that she took the time to look after him.

"Consider this: would Trinity help you if you showed up at the hotel intoxicated? No, she wouldn’t, because she doesn’t care about you, twin." Jimmy looked at him, raising an eyebrow and wearing a puzzled expression. “What do you mean by that?”

Jey was unsure how to inform his brother that Trinity was hooking up with another guy at the club. Someone had recorded it just for Jey to see, and he felt sorry for his twin brother for being involved with a girl like Trinity, who was likely to be unfaithful.

“I’m saying she ain’t shit either here look.” Jey took out his phone and opened his gallery to show Jimmy a video of Trinity with another guy, not him.

Jimmy felt his heart drop as he watched her on all fours, hearing her moans in the video. It hit him hard how much he had messed up with Blanca, who he truly valued but had been too blind to appreciate.

Jey paused the video and put his phone back in his pocket, gazing into Jimmy's eyes, which were filled with regret and sorrow. "You just lost a girl who took care of you when you were drunk and gave you the best handjobs and massages ever. Yeah, you messed up," Jey said.

“I told her I loved her Twin.”

"You feel that way because you've never had love and care from someone like her. She was ready to offer it to you, but you were too focused on casual encounters and then leaving. That's not fair, twin." Jimmy realized Jey was correct; he had really messed up. Now, he was worried about when he would see her again, and the thought of her finding someone else instead of him hurt him deeply.

Jey had his arm around Jimmy’s shoulder comforting him. 

“Hey twin, if you want to win her back, you need to improve yourself little by little. I can help you with that as your brother.” Jimmy laughed and nodded, realizing he needed to become a better person not just for her, but for himself too.

“Also, when am I going to meet Blanca?” 

Jimmy chuckled, “soon twin very soon.”

Jey advised him to end his relationship with Trinity before anything shifts between him and Blanca. He suggested that he should send Blanca her favorite meal and a bouquet of her preferred flowers to her doorstep.

Jimmy was aware of her favorite seafood boil and flowers, so he quickly placed an order for them. Blanca had a strong influence on him, as he wouldn't have done this for Trinity.

Jey said, "You should change your number. If Trin chooses to release your sex tapes with Blanca, you should take her to court. I don’t want your reputation damaged because of her bitterness." Jimmy nodded in agreement.

Jey had a lot of respect for Trinity, but after watching the sex video of her with another man who wasn't Jimmy, he lost all respect for her. He understood that Jimmy had started things first, but he could see why Jimmy often went to Blanca's house; Trinity was really stressing him out.

While Jimmy and Jey were discussing date ideas for him and Blanca's next meeting, Jimmy felt his phone vibrate. He took it out of his pocket and noticed a text from Trinity, along with a new post from Blanca on her social media.

Jimmy felt uneasy whenever she called him that, as it happened only now and then. He looked at Blanca's story, and what she shared made him feel happy inside.

blancasspov posted on their story!

He smiled at the thought of her waiting for him, as he enjoyed her story before replying to Trinity.

Jimmy reflected on his brother's earlier words—he was tired of repeating this cycle with her.

Jimmy set his phone to do not disturb and sighed, still in disbelief that he had just ended things with her so suddenly—Blanca really had an impact on him.

Blanca was at home, wrapped in a blanket that carried his scent. It lingered on her couch, filling her thoughts with memories of him alone.

She longed for the moments when he would rest his head on her stomach as she gently massaged his scalp, lulling him to sleep. She missed his kisses all over her body and the way he repeatedly expressed his love for her.

She kept replaying those moments in her mind, but she recalled what Bianca had said during their phone call earlier today when she called to share the news about what had happened.

‘Remember bestie, cater to yourself first make sure that your heart will be ready for him, make sure that you’re ready to have something serious for the long run with him—and make sure that your mental health is in good shape.’

She kept replaying those moments in her mind, but she recalled what Bianca had said during their phone call earlier today when she called to share the news about what had happened.

She stood up from the couch and walked to the door. When she opened it, she saw a man holding a bag of her favorite seafood boil and a bouquet of peonies, her favorite flowers.

“Are you miss Blanca?” The man asked.

“Yes, I am. Are these for me?” Blanca said as the man nodded his head yes. “Do you know who sent these?”

He shook his head and said, "No, ma'am, I believe there's a card in the flowers, but these are for you." Blanca accepted the food and flowers, thanking the man as she closed the door behind her.

She set the food on the table next to the flowers, noticing a card attached to them. To her surprise, the card was from Jimmy, and she read it carefully.

‘I just wanted to show you how thankful I am for you to take care of me last night. It meant something to me. I love you Blanca. Please don’t forget about me.’ Xoxo Jimmy 💗

She smiled at the card before setting it on the table. Then, she picked up both bouquets of flowers, leaving one without a vase. She inhaled the fresh scent of the flowers before arranging them in a vase to display in her living room.

Blanca longed for him to be there so she could kiss him on the lips, but since he wasn't, it only deepened her sadness about his absence.

But it’s for the best for both of them.

Blanca set the vase with flowers on the table and placed another one beside it. She then picked up her seafood boil and the remote before starting to watch her show, Temptation Island.

After finishing her meal, she felt satisfied and got up from the couch. She walked to the kitchen to throw away her leftovers in the trash and grab a bottle of water.

As she settled back onto the couch, she noticed her phone buzzing. Picking it up, she saw that Bianca had sent her a text.

She smiled at the message.

Blanca laughs quietly to herself, remembering how Jimmy not only bought her favorite seafood boil but also brought her favorite flowers.

She was correct, especially after he expressed his love for her four times today and mentioned his desire to change for her. This was the first step he took to win her heart back.

Blanca said he had written a message on the card expressing his love for her and reminding her not to forget him during their time apart.

Blanca glanced at her phone and noticed it was nearly midnight. She picked up the remote from the table and turned off the TV. After getting up from the couch, she folded the blanket and made her way upstairs to her room.

After doing that, she spotted something on the other side of the couch—it was his black hoodie that he had left behind earlier. As she picked it up, the familiar scent enveloped her, making her feel weak in the knees as she headed upstairs.

Blanca settled into her bed, pulling the blanket over herself. She wore his hoodie, inhaling his scent and imagining he was there beside her, with her head resting on his chest as he gently rubbed her back in circles to help her drift off to sleep.

She followed through as her soft snores echoed in the quiet room, only audible to her. She was completely unaware when her phone beeped, as she was already fast asleep and didn’t notice the sound.

Jimmy sent her a text, even though he knew he shouldn't. He just couldn't resist because he missed her.

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jonathanfatu replied to your story: taking it step by step. ❤️‍🩹

biancabelairwwe replied to your story: omggggg he’s really trying fr 🥺

MontezFordWWE replied to your story: BIG JIM DID THIS?

uceyjucey replied to your story: with the help of his twin brother ofc nice to meet you btw

trinity_fatu replied to your story: oh bitch I can’t wait to whoop that ass again it’s up there you fucking slut 😤

americannightmarecody replied to your story: JIMMY DID THIS? WAIT WHAT HAPPENED TO TRIN?

romanreigns replied to your story: so you must be Jimmy’s new girlfriend huh?

rikishi replied to your story: hopefully we will get to meet you sweetheart ❤️

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a/n: I feel like Jey helped his twin brother out with this and spoke some true shit to him for fr fr and now we are to see what will happen next—and Trin I hope they both take ya ass to court.

Revenge Porn Is Illegal.

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below 

STAY UCEY.

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MAIN ONE

summary: you are his main one, the person who he can call just to blow off some steam when him and his girl get into it.

warnings contain: manipulation, gaslighting, cheating, entitlement, unprotected sex, breeding, revenge porn.

word count: 6.7k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good a writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment.

Jimmy Uso x Blanca

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The clock struck eight in the morning, with sunlight streaming through the curtains and birds singing cheerfully outside. Blanca had risen earlier than Jimmy, busy preparing breakfast for them both. Trinity's words weighed heavily on her mind, filling her with anxiety about the possibility of her intimate videos being shared online.

She decided to hold off on talking to Jimmy until he was awake from his deep sleep, as it was important for him to be informed before his girlfriend made any impulsive decisions. As she prepared breakfast, the aroma of sizzling bacon filled the air, and she had Ariana Grande’s latest album playing, with the track "Dandelion" looping in the background.

She was attempting to sort through her thoughts amidst all the recent chaos. It seemed as though she was caught in a love triangle involving Jimmy and Trinity. Trinity appeared to be upset that Jimmy spent more time with Blanca than with her, while Jimmy himself seemed uncertain about what he truly desired.

Jimmy stirred from his sleep, the enticing aroma of breakfast wafting through the air. With a groan, he sat up, his head pounding painfully. Rubbing his eyes, he noticed Blanca with her back to him, lost in her music with headphones perched on her ears.

He noticed the outfit she had on—a crop top paired with snug booty shorts that left little to the imagination. As he rose from the couch and made his way toward her, he couldn't help but admire the way her curves peeked out from the fabric, drawing his attention to the bottom of his lips.

Jimmy approached her softly, his tall frame overshadowing her petite stature. He had watched her prepare breakfast for both of them, a gesture that filled him with warmth and affection. As he embraced her waist, she let out a surprised yelp, her heart racing as she turned to face him, her eyes wide with surprise as she pushed her headphones aside.

Blanca observed that his hair was tousled, so she gently brushed it aside to get a better look at his striking features. She couldn't help but admire his charming face and captivating smile.

“Good Morning, Mamas.” Jimmy said as his voice was groggy and deep.

“Good Morning, how did you sleep?” Blanca said as she felt his head on the nuzzle of her neck.

“I slept really good especially with you.” She smiled at him. “I know your head must be banging right now.”

“Hell yeah, what you taking care of me now?” Blanca laughed softly, playfully nudging him aside, while Jimmy held her waist, planting kisses along the side of her neck that sent delightful shivers racing down her spine.

“Yes. Imma need you to be sobered up and fine, hell you might fall asleep again after this meal.” Jimmy chuckled at her while smiling.

He appreciated the ease with which they all interacted, cherishing the moment since it would be their final encounter. As he gently slid his hand beneath her shirt, he squeezed her breast, prompting a slight flinch from her.

“J-Jimmy, I’m trying to finish cooking.”  She said softly.

“Don’t mind me, just finish cooking.” She carried on preparing breakfast for them, unaware that he had no idea she possessed cooking skills—perhaps because he never inquired.

Jimmy wrapped his arms around her waist, showering her neck and cheek with soft kisses as he trailed behind her like a devoted puppy. While she switched off the stove and arranged the bacon on their plates, which also held waffles and scrambled eggs, he watched with adoration. Once she set their plates on the dining table, he settled beside her, clasping her hand as they offered a prayer for their meal before digging in.

As they sat down to enjoy their breakfast, she noticed Jimmy's face brighten with delight, his taste buds awakening to the explosion of flavors dancing in his mouth. “Damn girl, you can throw it down in the kitchen.” Jimmy complimented.

“Thank You, I learned how to cook when I was sixteen.” Blanca responded with a smile on her face. “But I do have something to talk to you about.”

Jimmy glanced at her, one eyebrow arched, as he dabbed his mouth with a napkin. “What’s the matter? Did I mess up?” She shook her head, offering a comforting smile to indicate that he hadn’t done anything wrong.

“What’s up Mama?” Blanca struggled to find the right words to inform him that his girlfriend planned to leak their intimate videos online. She feared he would dismiss her warning, considering it was his girlfriend she was talking about.

She shook her head, attempting to dismiss the subject while she kept eating her meal. But then, she felt his hand softly glide over her thigh beneath the table. Locking eyes with him, she sensed his curiosity growing.

Blanca let out a heavy sigh. “Listen, last night I received a text from your girlfriend, Jim. She’s threatening to release our sex tapes. I need you to take care of this.” Jim's eyes widened at the thought of Trinity planning to make their intimate moments public. Was she really this angry because he was dedicating more time to Blanca than to her? And to make matters worse, he had even called out Blanca’s name while she was pleasuring him.

Jimmy gulped down his food before saying, “I’ll take care of it before I head out.” Blanca nodded in agreement and resumed eating, but soon he gently cupped her chin, urging her to meet his gaze.

"Thank you for looking after me last night, Blanca." She was taken aback that he recalled their encounter from the previous evening. She had thought he would simply forget and carry on with his day.

"Naturally, I couldn't allow you to drive out there inebriated, Jimmy, especially with the potential for something terrible to occur." She offered him a faint smile, her gaze locked onto his, sensing an unidentifiable spark in his eyes that intrigued her, yet she chose to dismiss it.

They both understood that this was the turning point for their relationship; after this moment, they would go their separate ways. The only chance Jimmy had to change Blanca's mind was to show her that he was a genuinely good man, not just someone driven by physical desires.

They found greater joy in each other's presence after breakfast, nestled together on the couch just like the night before. She felt a pang of realization that she would miss these moments, even if they were often overshadowed by the toxic behaviors that surfaced when they were together.

She needed time away.

Away from him and this whole entire situation, she needed a moment to breathe.

What lingered in her thoughts was his declaration of love from the previous night. She yearned to trust that there was a genuine connection, as Bianca had suggested, but he had been intoxicated—surely those words didn’t hold true meaning, right? His heart belonged to Trinity, not to her. Blanca didn’t want to entertain any delusions, so she decided to push those feelings aside.

As her fingers worked their magic on Jimmy's scalp, he let out a deep sigh, relishing the soothing sensation. The massage melted away his stress, providing the relief he desperately craved.

“You’re like the best head massager ever, Bia got my ass over here almost falling asleep.” Jimmy said, causing Blanca to chuckle.

“Hey, that’s just what I do. Make niggas like you fall asleep easily.” Blanca replied.

“Shit, it’s working though.”  While they were engrossed in watching TV together, Jimmy noticed his phone buzzing incessantly in his pocket. He pulled it out to find a flurry of messages from Trinity.

Jimmy let out a heavy sigh as he pushed himself up from Blanca’s lap, accidentally pressing Trin’s name on the caller ID. Rising from the couch, he made his way upstairs, seeking a moment of privacy for his phone call. Blanca, ever the curious one, watched him ascend the stairs until he vanished from view. Intrigued by his actions, she couldn’t resist the temptation to eavesdrop on their conversation, eager to understand his thoughts on the situation.

She ascended the stairs, the only sound reaching her ears was his voice conversing with Trinity on speakerphone, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of his footsteps as he paced back and forth in the upstairs bathroom.

“Trin what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Why would you want to expose me and her sex tapes for folks online to see? Are you fucking crazy?”

His voice rose slightly, nearly startling Blanca as she eavesdropped on their discussion about the matter. She hadn’t anticipated him addressing it so directly and promptly.

“That doesn’t matter Trin! If she told you that me and her are done! Then you should fucking listen! Instead of doing this crazy shit.”

“Well if your done with her you need to come the fuck home instead of being over there with that bitch!”

Jimmy's voice was filled with a rough edge of frustration, realizing that Trinity often overwhelmed him. He couldn't help but question why he constantly sought out Blanca, who never raised her voice or engaged in the back-and-forth arguments that characterized his interactions with Trinity. This only piled on more stress for him.

“And this the shit I be saying dawg! This is why I go over to Blanca’s house because of you! You be stressing me the fuck out Trinity! Why can’t you just be fucking chill and relax!”

“Because you’re my nigga! I’m not sharing with no side bitch like her you’re mine!”

“Aren’t you the same person that told me to go over there with her? After I moaned out her name instead of yours when you gave me head?”

Blanca was momentarily taken aback when she realized that he had been thinking of her while they were apart. What other secrets might she be unaware of?

“Did y’all fuck?”

“No, she took care of me like a woman should, especially since I went out drinking knowing that you weren't going to take care of me.”

“You know I would.”

“You wouldn't, I know you Trin.”

Blanca felt a warmth in her heart knowing he valued her for looking after him the previous night. Despite her reluctance to be around him after everything he had done, she couldn't bear the thought of him driving home intoxicated—there was still a part of her that cared for him deeply.

She remembered how he had been so yielding the night before, his large member resting in her hands as she watched him shiver from her caress. He was likely too intoxicated to recall the details, but he had promised to change for her. She felt uncertain about that promise.

“See that bitch got you all hooked on her! This is the reason why I’m exposing yall!”

“And this is the main reason why I go back to her because she wouldn’t do something crazy like that she literally broke things off with me Trin what more do you want from her?”

“I don’t want anything from that bitch, I just need you to stay away from her period!”

“And if I don’t?”

What did he mean by that? 

“The fuck you mean by that? Her pussy can’t be that good.”

“It’s not even about that. She took care of me Trin she made sure I was good instead of going home drunk—she would’ve kicked me to the curb if she didn’t want to see me but she didn't because that meant something to me.”

Blanca felt a warmth spreading through her heart when he mentioned that she never believed he would value her so deeply. Although she harbored resentment towards him, she recognized the truth in his words. Despite her feelings, she had been raised to care for those in need, and in his inebriated condition, he was clearly someone who required her support.

“Look, we will talk about this when I come over there, because you’re giving me a headache.”

Blanca descended the stairs and made her way to the kitchen, where she loaded the dirty dishes into the dishwasher for a thorough cleaning. She noticed his footsteps approaching from above as he glanced down in her direction.

As she bent over to load the dishes into the dishwasher, her back was to him, and Jimmy couldn't help but notice how her booty shorts accentuated her curves. Captivated, he approached her from behind, lifting her with a playful yelp and setting her down on the kitchen counter, cradling her between his legs.

With their faces just inches apart, he trapped her in place, his hand sliding into her booty shorts to cup her cheeks. The gentle squeeze made her instinctively wrap her legs around his waist.

She chuckled, “boy, what are you doing?” 

“I’m just being near you one last time baby, I can move away if you want me to.” Jimmy said as Blanca shook her head keeping him closer to her. “No, it’s fine I like being in your scent.”

“I do too.” They locked eyes, both transfixed, as Jimmy ran his tongue along his lower lip. The house was enveloped in silence, and she could sense the hardness of his arousal pressing against her.

Blanca gently threaded her fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp, which made him lean in closer, his face nestled against her skin as he let out a deep sigh—drawing her nearer. She felt a throbbing ache within her, yearning for his touch, yet she hesitated, wanting to keep the toxic energy at bay.

She appreciated his openness with her, and as she felt a soft, damp kiss on her neck, a thrilling sensation coursed down her spine, igniting a pulse of desire within her.

His gentle hands slipped from her shorts and encircled her waist, showering her neck with soft, affectionate kisses. She instinctively tilted her head, inviting him to explore further.

The sensation of her fingers kneading his scalp made his body unwind, eliciting a deep groan from him as he trailed kisses along her jawline.

“You feel better now? Your body seemed tense.” Blanca whispered gently.

“Mhm, much better than before.” Jimmy murmured. “Taking care of me and shit.”

He chuckled softly at her while he leaned back, locking his gaze with hers. His eyes flickered down to her lips and then returned to her stunning eyes—she seemed flawless, almost too flawless for someone like him.

“Fuck, why you gotta be so gorgeous mamas?”

“Because I’m that girl for sure, I mean look at me.” Blanca pulled her hands from his hair, revealing her figure and beautiful face, which made him smirk and nod in approval. “Sure is, with yo’ cute ass.” 

Blanca experienced a gentle smack on her backside, leaving her feeling a bit flustered. In response, she wrapped her arms around his neck while he held her chin, leaning in to plant a tender kiss on her lips.

The kiss evolved into something deeper as she sensed their tongues engaging in a playful battle for control. However, this time, it was neither harsh nor forceful; instead, it was soft and affectionate, as if he were cherishing the moment, wanting to hold onto it just a little longer before they parted ways.

As her fingers wove through his hair, she intensified the kiss, their teeth colliding in a passionate dance. Jimmy lifted her by the thighs, guiding her toward the couch.

With her legs entwined around his waist, she sensed him leaving the kitchen and making his way to the living room. He settled onto the couch, his hands gripping her waist securely.

A wave of desire washed over her as she sensed his firm arousal beneath her. Her panties were drenched with longing just for him, prompting her to start grinding against his lap, surprising him in the process.

“B-Bia, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to mamas.” 

“I want us to enjoy this last moment together before parting ways Jimmy.”

Blanca was fervently rubbing against his firm erection through his sweatpants, feeling the warmth of her slickness seeping through her shorts and pressing against the tip of his shaft.

Jimmy draped his shirt around his neck, revealing the Tribal tattoos on his skin that she adored touching. He leaned his head back, eyes closed, as the captivating mix of their moans filled the room. Her hands moved smoothly over his tattooed chest, following the detailed patterns of his Tribal ink, each touch reflecting her appreciation.

She increased the pace of her movements, rubbing her wetness against him, prompting him to draw her nearer. She could sense the warmth emanating from his body while her face rested against his chest.

“F-fuck.” She whimpered in his ear.

“You doing a good job mamas, keep grinding on this dick for dada.” His deep, raspy voice made her body respond with excitement. “Fuck, imma miss yo’ ass so much baby girl.”

Hearing that he would miss her while he was away made her heart race. If she were truthful, she knew she would miss him as well, but they both needed this time apart for him to sort things out and for her to heal.

“Imma miss you t-too, fuck.” Jimmy smiled, aware that she shared his feelings of missing each other. "Sit up," he said in a deep voice. She complied, watching as he removed his sweatpants and boxers, revealing his impressive length, eager for her to join him.

Blanca took off her shorts and tossed them aside as he moved her panties to the side. She guided his strong shaft with her gentle hands to her entrance and gradually lowered herself onto him, causing both of them to groan.

Jimmy rested his hands on her hips, guiding her movements as she gently swayed on his lap. He watched how her breasts shifted with each motion, giving her time to adjust to his considerable size.

She discovered her rhythm as she moved her hips on his lap, while he placed gentle, lingering kisses on her neck and cheek—whispering enticing words in her ear that were unlike anything she had ever experienced from a man like him.

“So fucking wet. You’re soaked for me baby.” Jimmy groaned in the air.

Blanca could only moan softly as waves of delight washed over her, her body heating up inside while his deep, husky voice murmured in her ear.

He nibbled at her neck, leaving his mark as a declaration that she was his and his alone.

“Talk to me princess, you love me?” 

He repeated himself, and naturally, she complied, but the pleasure was so intense that she could only nod in response. As he repeatedly pressed against her cervix, her thoughts drifted elsewhere. "Use your words, baby," Jimny urged, pushing deeper inside her, making her gasp.

“Yes, I-i love you. I love you.” He pressed her hips against him as the room grew warmer, playfully giving her a few light smacks on her backside.

“I love you too, I appreciate you so deeply. ride this dick mama, my little cowgirl.” She obeyed, biting her lip and speeding up, as their moans and groans echoed through the living room.

The noise of their bodies meeting echoed around them—Jimmy's hand slid down to hold her hips, helping her sway back and forth on him.

She began to experience a burning sensation in her thighs as she rode him harder, craving that blissful release. Jimmy's fingers dug into the soft curve of her hips, guiding her movements with each strong thrust.

He was skillfully entering her soft depths, leaving her breathless, as if she were seeing stars. The warmth of her desire surrounded him, creating a seamless rhythm as he moved in and out with ease.

“Fuckkk, Jimmy.” Blanca moaned.

“Mhm, you like this don’t you princess? You love it when I'm deep inside of that shit.” Jimmy grunted.

She shook her head and met his gaze, realizing that all she saw in his eyes was pure desire. Her body reacted instinctively, a fluttering sensation in her core as he pressed against her, his length rhythmically stimulating her from inside, brushing against her cervix and making her walls tighten around him.

“You so big daddy ... .i can’t take it.” 

“You can take it mamas, take all of these strokes I’m giving you. Such a good girl for me.” His compliments only made her more excited.

She began to move her hips in a smooth rhythm, enjoying the feeling of him deeply inside her, which made him lean back on the sofa in delight. "Yes, Bia, just like that, keep going. This is all yours, mama," he moaned.

It was all hers? 

She continued to move her hips, letting the tip of him lightly touch her core. Gripping his shoulders firmly, she gave in to the moment, feeling as if she was merging with him. A rush of feelings surged through her, causing a flutter in her stomach and making her thighs quiver.

“Oh my god, I’m finna cum Jimmy.” 

“Cum on this dick then baby, it’s yours.”  Blanca let out a quiet whimper as his strong arms wrapped around her waist, holding them close together and leaving her unable to move. He started to thrust upward, delivering deep, steady strokes that caused her to call out his name.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as he moved inside her, sending her into waves of pleasure. With her eyes closed in bliss, she felt her body tremble around him, making her tighten again in reaction to his rhythm.

“Fuck, I fucking love you Bia. Best pussy I ever had.” He softly murmured as his hips maintained a steady rhythm. He then lowered his hand to move her panties aside, allowing himself even greater access. “You love me Blanca?”

Once again, he expressed his love for her for the third time. What was happening with him? Was he finally realizing that his actions were wrong? Was that the reason he was telling her this?

She found it hard to express her thoughts as words slipped away from her, and she soon felt confused while he kept moving under her. "yes, I love y-youuu, it’s coming Jimmy…Ouu fuck is c-coming.” She was able to breathe out between thrusts.

She felt her peak building stronger with every thrust, the pressure on her cervix creating waves of pleasure that made her head spin.

Jimmy’s member, covered in a soft white glow, made him feel dizzy. "I know, sweetheart, I know." He softly kissed her neck as she let out a small whimper from the sensation.

He leaned in and softly spoke to her, expressing his deep love and desire for her to bear his children. Tears began to stream down her cheeks. "Jimmyyy! Oh my God! Jimmy!" she exclaimed as she reached her peak one last time, a powerful wave of pleasure overwhelming her. Her essence spilled over him, soaking his lap in a warm rush, like a river at its fullest.

He looked down at the mess she had made of him, her head on his chest as he pushed his hips up, seeking his release. His hands were firmly on her backside, moving in and out of her soft body, creating wet, squelching noises with every thrust.

As his actions became more frantic and intense, he felt himself slipping away—on the brink of madness while being surrounded by her.

“I’m finna nut baby, fuckk Blancaaaaa.” Jimmy growled.

Jimmy pressed her hips down onto his lap one final time, filling her completely with his warmth—releasing wave after wave inside her, making them both let out a soft moan.

He entered her slowly, careful not to let any of his release escape, noticing how wet his lap had become from her squirting. Jimmy held her waist, with her head resting on his chest, feeling their breaths synchronize.

“Fuck, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to nut inside of you.” Blanca shook her head reassuringly.

“It’s okay I’m on birth control so you’re safe.” Jimmy kissed her lips softly as she responded to it.

They remained in this position for some time until he needed to prepare to confront Trinity and make his way to Jey's house to talk about everything that had been going on. Jey was aware of Blanca but had not yet met her.

She faced him, his hands gripping her hips tightly. When Jimmy kissed her forehead, it made her smile, but a wave of sadness washed over her knowing this would be their final moment together. Still, she recognized that some time apart was necessary for both of them.

“Imma see you soon, don’t forget about me.” Jimmy said.

“I won’t forget about you.” Blanca responded.

As Jimmy took his keys and phone and walked out the door, Blanca closed it behind him. A heavy feeling settled in her heart as she thought about him not being there with her anymore.

He then expressed his love for her four times in quick succession and did something to her. He seemed so open and vulnerable, almost as if he truly regretted how he had treated her. Was he indicating that he intended to change while they were separated?

Blanca picked up her phone and called Bianca to share what had occurred between her and Jimmy, seeking her perspective on the situation.

Jimmy was at his twin brother's house after handling the drama with Trinity, who had leaked Blanca and his sex tape online. He and Jey were in the backyard, enjoying a beer while Jimmy expressed his frustrations about everything he had been going through.

“Remember, shawty I was telling you about?” Jimmy asked as Jey sipped on his beer.

“Blanca? Yeah? What did you do?” Jey realized his brother had done something foolish when he heard Jimmy let out a deep sigh. “I fucked up twin, she called it quits with me.”

Jey’s eyes were wide open when Jimmy had said that, “like she broke up with you?” Jimmy nodded his head feeling bad.

Jimmy shared the reasons for ending their relationship, stating that he was only interested in her for sex and was too focused on Trinity afterward. She mentioned that after he and Trinity got together, he chose to drown his sorrows in alcohol and went to Blanca's house.

“What did she do when you came to her crib twin?”

Jimmy remembers her nurturing him, expressing her concern for his well-being. She was gentle, and the way she touched him made him shiver with intensity.

“She took care of me uce,  She let me in. She didn’t kick me to the curb. She let me stay and took care of me. And even cooked us breakfast this morning.”

“Stop.” That’s when Jimmy got silent looking at his Twin brother. “Do you realize how rare that is for a woman like her to do that? Even though she didn’t want you there but still took you in.”

“Especially, when she cooks yall some breakfast too? Yeah she’s a fucking gem right there Uce.”

Jimmy was unaware of how unusual it was for her to show that kind of care for him. Despite the pain he had caused her, she genuinely cared about him, and it meant a lot to him that she took the time to look after him.

"Consider this: would Trinity help you if you showed up at the hotel intoxicated? No, she wouldn’t, because she doesn’t care about you, twin." Jimmy looked at him, raising an eyebrow and wearing a puzzled expression. “What do you mean by that?”

Jey was unsure how to inform his brother that Trinity was hooking up with another guy at the club. Someone had recorded it just for Jey to see, and he felt sorry for his twin brother for being involved with a girl like Trinity, who was likely to be unfaithful.

“I’m saying she ain’t shit either here look.” Jey took out his phone and opened his gallery to show Jimmy a video of Trinity with another guy, not him.

Jimmy felt his heart drop as he watched her on all fours, hearing her moans in the video. It hit him hard how much he had messed up with Blanca, who he truly valued but had been too blind to appreciate.

Jey paused the video and put his phone back in his pocket, gazing into Jimmy's eyes, which were filled with regret and sorrow. "You just lost a girl who took care of you when you were drunk and gave you the best handjobs and massages ever. Yeah, you messed up," Jey said.

“I told her I loved her Twin.”

"You feel that way because you've never had love and care from someone like her. She was ready to offer it to you, but you were too focused on casual encounters and then leaving. That's not fair, twin." Jimmy realized Jey was correct; he had really messed up. Now, he was worried about when he would see her again, and the thought of her finding someone else instead of him hurt him deeply.

Jey had his arm around Jimmy’s shoulder comforting him. 

“Hey twin, if you want to win her back, you need to improve yourself little by little. I can help you with that as your brother.” Jimmy laughed and nodded, realizing he needed to become a better person not just for her, but for himself too.

“Also, when am I going to meet Blanca?” 

Jimmy chuckled, “soon twin very soon.”

Jey advised him to end his relationship with Trinity before anything shifts between him and Blanca. He suggested that he should send Blanca her favorite meal and a bouquet of her preferred flowers to her doorstep.

Jimmy was aware of her favorite seafood boil and flowers, so he quickly placed an order for them. Blanca had a strong influence on him, as he wouldn't have done this for Trinity.

Jey said, "You should change your number. If Trin chooses to release your sex tapes with Blanca, you should take her to court. I don’t want your reputation damaged because of her bitterness." Jimmy nodded in agreement.

Jey had a lot of respect for Trinity, but after watching the sex video of her with another man who wasn't Jimmy, he lost all respect for her. He understood that Jimmy had started things first, but he could see why Jimmy often went to Blanca's house; Trinity was really stressing him out.

While Jimmy and Jey were discussing date ideas for him and Blanca's next meeting, Jimmy felt his phone vibrate. He took it out of his pocket and noticed a text from Trinity, along with a new post from Blanca on her social media.

Jimmy felt uneasy whenever she called him that, as it happened only now and then. He looked at Blanca's story, and what she shared made him feel happy inside.

blancasspov posted on their story!

He smiled at the thought of her waiting for him, as he enjoyed her story before replying to Trinity.

Jimmy reflected on his brother's earlier words—he was tired of repeating this cycle with her.

Jimmy set his phone to do not disturb and sighed, still in disbelief that he had just ended things with her so suddenly—Blanca really had an impact on him.

Blanca was at home, wrapped in a blanket that carried his scent. It lingered on her couch, filling her thoughts with memories of him alone.

She longed for the moments when he would rest his head on her stomach as she gently massaged his scalp, lulling him to sleep. She missed his kisses all over her body and the way he repeatedly expressed his love for her.

She kept replaying those moments in her mind, but she recalled what Bianca had said during their phone call earlier today when she called to share the news about what had happened.

‘Remember bestie, cater to yourself first make sure that your heart will be ready for him, make sure that you’re ready to have something serious for the long run with him—and make sure that your mental health is in good shape.’

She kept replaying those moments in her mind, but she recalled what Bianca had said during their phone call earlier today when she called to share the news about what had happened.

She stood up from the couch and walked to the door. When she opened it, she saw a man holding a bag of her favorite seafood boil and a bouquet of peonies, her favorite flowers.

“Are you miss Blanca?” The man asked.

“Yes, I am. Are these for me?” Blanca said as the man nodded his head yes. “Do you know who sent these?”

He shook his head and said, "No, ma'am, I believe there's a card in the flowers, but these are for you." Blanca accepted the food and flowers, thanking the man as she closed the door behind her.

She set the food on the table next to the flowers, noticing a card attached to them. To her surprise, the card was from Jimmy, and she read it carefully.

‘I just wanted to show you how thankful I am for you to take care of me last night. It meant something to me. I love you Blanca. Please don’t forget about me.’ Xoxo Jimmy 💗

She smiled at the card before setting it on the table. Then, she picked up both bouquets of flowers, leaving one without a vase. She inhaled the fresh scent of the flowers before arranging them in a vase to display in her living room.

Blanca longed for him to be there so she could kiss him on the lips, but since he wasn't, it only deepened her sadness about his absence.

But it’s for the best for both of them.

Blanca set the vase with flowers on the table and placed another one beside it. She then picked up her seafood boil and the remote before starting to watch her show, Temptation Island.

After finishing her meal, she felt satisfied and got up from the couch. She walked to the kitchen to throw away her leftovers in the trash and grab a bottle of water.

As she settled back onto the couch, she noticed her phone buzzing. Picking it up, she saw that Bianca had sent her a text.

She smiled at the message.

Blanca laughs quietly to herself, remembering how Jimmy not only bought her favorite seafood boil but also brought her favorite flowers.

She was correct, especially after he expressed his love for her four times today and mentioned his desire to change for her. This was the first step he took to win her heart back.

Blanca said he had written a message on the card expressing his love for her and reminding her not to forget him during their time apart.

Blanca glanced at her phone and noticed it was nearly midnight. She picked up the remote from the table and turned off the TV. After getting up from the couch, she folded the blanket and made her way upstairs to her room.

After doing that, she spotted something on the other side of the couch—it was his black hoodie that he had left behind earlier. As she picked it up, the familiar scent enveloped her, making her feel weak in the knees as she headed upstairs.

Blanca settled into her bed, pulling the blanket over herself. She wore his hoodie, inhaling his scent and imagining he was there beside her, with her head resting on his chest as he gently rubbed her back in circles to help her drift off to sleep.

She followed through as her soft snores echoed in the quiet room, only audible to her. She was completely unaware when her phone beeped, as she was already fast asleep and didn’t notice the sound.

Jimmy sent her a text, even though he knew he shouldn't. He just couldn't resist because he missed her.

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a/n: I feel like Jey helped his twin brother out with this and spoke some true shit to him for fr fr and now we are to see what will happen next—and Trin I hope they both take ya ass to court.

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But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below 

STAY UCEY.

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬

IM HIM NOW

⭐️ You’ve secretly had a crush on Jon from the first time you’ve laid eyes on him. It was something about the way he smiled at you. When you expressed you’re interest in him, he friend zoned you bc he was seeing someone. Now 5 years later you’re in a tumultuous relationship and Jon as your bestie always gives the best advice but what happens when old feelings die hard? ⭐️

‼️ WARNING ‼️ NOT APPROPRIATE FOR MINORS ❗️

“ You called me over here out my sleep it’s 2am, someone better be dying or dead y/n” Jon said a little aggravated but for you he’d move mountains. You were his bestie

“ Jon I just don’t know what to do anymore, no matter what I do this thing with Carmelo just isn’t working! I’m trying so hard to be the best woman I can be for him and it’s like it’s never good enough.” you said crying into the sofa cushions and Jon stood in the center of the living room.

“Damn uce, it’s that bad? I’ve had plenty of relationship talks with you, I’ve never seen you so upset over a nigga before.” He walked over to you and sat beside you. “Shhh don’t cry. Man look you want me to beat him up? Cause I don’t like seeing you like this!” He went from sad to protective mode very quickly.

All that did was make you cry even harder. “ Jon I’m serious! This hurts so freakin bad!” He reached over and held you tightly against his chest. You could hear the rhythm of his heart beat. It was strong yet clam and steady. You listened as he spoke.

“ look i been knowing you 5 years uce, you’re very well educated, beautiful, funny, can hold great conversations, if Melo can’t see what a catch you are then you don’t fuckin need him and he don’t deserve you! You deserve someone who see you for you, and who you are inside and out. Becoming your friend has made me a better man, helped me to look inside and aspire to achieve greatness.” At this point you had stopped crying and sobbing but Jon was so deep into his speech that he hadn’t noticed and was still holding you tightly to his chest.

“ I know we didn’t quite have the most conventional start to a friendship, and I kick myself in the ass for it every single day y/n! Not a day goes by where I regret telling you should just be friends. Cause being your friend has changed me. I was so childish back then and I know I would have ruined your life. I was still in and out of trouble and when you told me that you like me like that I scared me cause I knew I wasn’t ready to be the man you deserved.” At that moment you looked up at Jon, eye wide and innocent, and said

“And what’s stopping now?” He stopped speaking, not even realizing he had just spilled all of this to you, he was just caught up in talking.

“ I guess apart of me still feels unworthy, like I’d let you down”

“Jon as long as you’ve been in my life you’ve never let me down, you’ve been exactly who I’ve known you to be, and just because we’re friends that never changed the way I looked at you. All this time I thought you were rejecting me bc of me.”

At that moment he looked down into your deep brown eyes and saw his reflection, he gave you that million dollar smile of his and grabbed your face between his hands.

“See that the smile that did me in all those years ago, it’s so sexy and so innocent and mischievous at the same time. It drives me absolutely wild. I get wet every time I see you smile” did I just say that out loud?! Omg I can’t believe I just said that out loud. Fuck I need to retract that you thought but before you could

Jon’s smile went from sweet to a mischievous grin in 0.5 seconds. “Oh so you mean every time I’m up in here kekeke-ing yo lil nasty ass would be wetting them panties up and you’d just pretend like nothing was happening!”

“See there you go! I knew you was about to say something, man just pretend I didn’t even say that last part”

“Oh no we leaving that last part up in there, wait don’t walk away we were having such a beautiful moment” Jon yelled behind you at you walked you you’re bathroom to grab some tissue. Before you could turn away he was standing right behind you. Grin as big and beautiful as ever.

“ I’m sorry, you know I like to pick with you, come here, let me show you how you really make me feel.” Jon grabbed you by the throat gently and pulled you closer to him. His lips eagerly found yours. His breath warm, and heavy his soft lips crashed into your lips. Paralyzed in the moment your body just reacted. Your hands found themselves grabbing the sides of his face and running through his rough beard as you deepened the kiss. He bit your lip and then pulled back softly. His eyes darkened as he examined your reaction.

“If I would have known your lips felt like that, I would have done this a long time ago.” Jon joked. But you weren’t done yet. He has awakens something in you. You grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into you and went in for another kiss. With your back against the bathroom sink you started to pull at Jon’s shirt. He got the hint started to remove his shirt. “You sure you wanna do this? Ain’t no coming back from this” he looked deep into your soul. “Yea, I’m sure! I’ve been wanting this for longer than you can imagine.” Just then you grabbed his hand and placed it beneath your t shirt. Damn girl! You ain’t got no panties on and you wet like that. He looked to be in disbelief. His fingers quickly found your soft folds and began to seek refuge inside your warmth. Fuck yo shi so fuckin wet! Your head flew back exposing your neck to him. He was fucking you so good with his fingers, you lost all control. Ple-please, ugh fuuuck was all you could muster up. He began to softly lick the soft flesh on your neck, as you began to feel your orgasm creep up on you. Please what? Huh? What you beggin for ma? His voice was deep and soft, sending vibrations through your body. Just as you started to climax, he pulled back. Frustration started to sink in. Sit yo fuckin ass on this counter he said as he lifted you by your waist and sat you near the sink. You think I couldn’t feel that lil pussy getting close? You think ima let you get off with out joining you? He whispered in your ear. At that moment Jon pulled out the most beautiful dick you’ve ever seen. It was at least 8in and had the perfect girth. It was just as you imagined all those times you seen a sneak peek in his sweats. It was standing erect too! Looking right up at you. You begin to reach for it and he slapped your hand away. Tonight I want to show you what you deserve. He said. He grabbed the tip and rubbed your clit with it. Your juices begin to splash him. Fuck you get so wet, you was hiding this from me? He begin to enter slowly, making sure you felt every inch going in. Your body adjusted to take him all in. “Oooou shiii , fuck yo dick so big you moan wrapping your legs around his waist as he reached the base. That’s Big Jim Baby, he said deeply. Let him give you what you been missin. You did just that.

Jon begin to pump into you, slow and steady grinding his hips in a circular motion. His public bone rubbing into your juicy clit sending you into orbit. His dick was rubbing your cervix with every stroke. My god this man could fuck! Oooou bae, fuck you hittin my spot! You manage to say between breaths. What spot is that? This one? He asked as he pulled back and slammed against your g spot with force, he watched as your eyes rolled back and your body went limp. His thumb found your clit and rubbed the wetness around it in circles. He picked up the pace stroking you stronger and faster. You got some good ass pussy, fuck I’m never letting this shi go he said. You managed to look down as your body felt the waves crashing again. Just in time to see the waves splashing onto his dick as he went in and out. He grabbed you by the back of the neck. Yea speard them legs wider for Big Jim, look at it! Look how you wettin him up! You felt your face get hot as your climax built, your pussy clenched down and Jon knew it was close. Cum for me, cum on dis dick, show me it’s yours! That was all it took, your body behind to shake as you held him for stability. His stroke never letting up. Hitting the bottom like he was supposed to. You were a screaming orgasmic mess. Ah Jon, Ah Dis yo pussy, keep fucking yo pussy! You felt his member go deeper than before and he gripped you ass digging his fingers into you. His lips found yours and you felt the warm gush inside you. He moaned into your mouth. Fuck you got some good shi between yo legs. Don’t make me wait for it again. I want that shi when ever now that I done had it.

You were still collecting your thoughts when you heard a knock at the front door… who tf could that be?! You ran to check the door cam. As Jon stumbled out of the bathroom shirt still off fixing his pants. You looked back at him eyes wide! It was Carmelo! You showed Jon the cam, and with out hesitation he pressed the speaker button and said You might at well go home buddy, she’s mine now, looks like IM HIM NOW!

Nooo Jon! Why would you do that! You said in shock and a little amused. just then you hear banging on the door and Melo scream who tf in there with you!

….. to be continued

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summary: you are his main one, the person who he can call just to blow off some steam when him and his girl get into it.

warnings contain: manipulation, gaslighting, cheating, entitlement, drinking, masturbation, handjob.

word count: 7.9k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good a writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment.

Jimmy Uso x Blanca

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A few weeks have gone by since her evening with Jimmy. The other night, when she stirred awake on his couch, she realized he was missing and that his car was absent from the driveway.

From that point on, she and Jimmy exchanged messages occasionally, as she was unable to use her phone during work hours—she could only reach out during her breaks. He would shower her with affectionate words, expressing how much he missed her, employing all the tactics a manipulative man might use to maintain her attention.

He consistently fed her the words she longed to hear during their phone calls, all the while lying in bed with Trinity at the hotel, leaving Blanca looking utterly delusional.

Blanca was busy at the bar, cheerfully serving drinks and food to her customers, her warm smile earning her generous tips. Known for her excellent customer service, she took pride in her work. While preparing a drink for a customer, she felt her phone vibrate in her work pants.

She informed a coworker that she would return shortly as she headed to the back to check her notifications. There, she noticed a message from an unfamiliar number. Curious, she clicked on it, and to her astonishment, the message contained a video. As she opened it, she was greeted by the unexpected sight of Jimmy and Trinity.

Jimmy was behind Trinity, their passionate connection evident in her high-pitched moans as she expressed her love for him. Blanca's heart sank as she witnessed their intimacy, recalling the night he had invited her to stay over after their date, a night that had also culminated in their own shared moment.

Inside, she was in deep pain, grappling with the betrayal of his actions. How could he treat her this way after a nice dinner and intimacy? Blanca let out a heavy sigh, focusing on her breathing to maintain her calm.

She glanced at the message accompanying the video, fully aware that it was Trinity who had shared it with her.

Unknown Number: Oops sorry baby girl didn’t mean to send that to you. Just a remind that this is my nigga and he’ll forever be my nigga you’re just a side hoe you ain’t nothing important 💋

She felt an overwhelming urge to snap her phone in two after reading that message, but instead, she took a deep breath and moved on. Quickly, she accessed Jimmy’s caller ID and blocked both him and Trinity. With her phone securely tucked back into her pocket, she turned and made her way back to the bar table to complete her duties.

She pressed on with her duties, assisting customers with their orders and serving drinks, all while wearing a forced smile. Yet, deep down, she was grappling with her own thoughts, feeling overwhelmed and exhausted. But what was the reason behind her struggle?

Why was she so devastated over a man who was never truly hers, a man who only viewed her as a fleeting encounter before returning to his girlfriend? It broke her heart, yet deep down, she had anticipated this outcome. She should have walked away and refused to spend the night with him, but Jimmy had her exactly where he wanted her.

Blanca sensed her eyes welling up and swiftly brushed away the tears before they could trickle down her cheeks—she refused to shed tears for someone like him. Was he even worthy of being called a man at this stage?

While Jimmy rested in the hotel bed with Trinity by his side, he browsed through his social media timeline. Not having heard from Blanca, he thought it might be a good idea to check on her, hoping to persuade her to come over and spend the night at his place once more.

As he scrolled through their messages, he started texting her to ask what she was up to and expressed his desire to meet. However, after sending the message, he noticed it hadn’t gone through, so he attempted to resend it, but it still failed to deliver.

He felt a wave of confusion wash over him as he gazed down at Trinity, who was peacefully dozing on his chest. With a sigh, he navigated to Blanca’s contact on his phone and dialed her number. Holding the phone to his ear, he was met with the sound of her voicemail. Frustration bubbled up inside him as he tried calling her once more, only to be greeted by her voicemail again.

He was in disbelief that she had chosen to block him for reasons unknown. He felt he hadn’t done anything amiss; all he had done was treat her to dinner and allow her to stay over at his place. Now, out of the blue, she had cut off all communication.

He understood that her attempts to shut him out were merely a way to avoid confronting him, fully aware that she was committed to remaining, regardless of how often she tried to push him away.

Jimmy chose to check on her, gently lifting Trinity from his chest and laying her on her side of the bed. He noticed her stirring in her sleep and carefully tucked the blanket around her.

He dressed in the same clothes he had on earlier, slipped into his shoes, and grabbed his keys and phone. Then, he made his way out the door, heading to Bianca's house, confident that she would be there.

Blanca was at her best friend's house, sharing the shocking events from work. She recounted how Jimmy's girlfriend, Trinity, had sent her a video of herself and Jimmy in a compromising situation at the hotel where she stayed the night following Blanca and Jimmy's date.

Blanca was undeniably hurt and disappointed in herself for allowing him to toy with her emotions, especially since he clearly didn’t care about her. Yet, despite this awareness, she found herself unable to resist him. She loathed her own attraction to someone so toxic, feeling trapped in a cycle of addiction to him.

She and Bianca were sitting together, watching TV while discussing the situation.

“Girl, If Montez would’ve done that to me I would’ve blocked his ass too.” Bianca said as she was eating a bag of chips.

“Yeah, I just feel so stupid for letting him in so much and then see this shit.” Blanca responded.

Blanca was struggling mentally, and Bianca noticed the toll it was taking on her friend's well-being. She felt uneasy about the situation for Blanca, but she began to recognize the complex relationship between Blanca and Jimmy.

“I don’t like it either and if he was here I would’ve whooped his ass but listen to me bestie please don’t be mad when I say this.” She continued. “I can see the dynamic between the two of you and it’s toxic of course but you like that shit from him and I told you this the more that  you give him more of you the more he’ll come back.” Bianca's words held a ring of truth: Blanca was offering him more of herself than he was willing to reciprocate. She revealed her imperfections, exposing her vulnerabilities, even though he wasn't the kind of person to exploit them.

He was the kind of person who would charm her with sweet words, saying exactly what she longed to hear, all to get what he desired—and she would willingly oblige.

“You need to let him know what it is Bibi.”

“It’s so hard because he’s so affectionate and charming along with being fine as fuck with that big ass dick B. It makes me feel….delusional…like I can change him.” 

That was Blanca’s first mistake.

She was trying to change him for who he is.

Bianca sighed while looking at her best friend. “You know the rule bestie. You can’t change a man that doesn't want you—not saying that Jimmy doesn’t want you because I believe there’s something there for sure he just brushes it off and continues with this cycle.” 

Blanca found herself pondering whether he truly desired her. She reflected on the countless gestures and displays of affection he had shown her during their time together. Shaking off the thought, she reminded herself that whatever connection they shared was destined to conclude today.

She was tired of engaging with him, as he had become a source of her mental anguish by toying with her feelings and offering empty promises. Yet, she recognized her own role in this cycle, allowing him back into her life repeatedly, even when things didn’t unfold in his favor.

Just as she was about to speak, a loud thud echoed from the door, startling them both. They exchanged glances as Bianca set the bag of chips down on the table and moved toward the door. Peering through the peephole, she spotted Jimmy waiting outside, prompting a deep sigh to escape her lips.

“What’s wrong?” Blanca asked.

“He’s here Bibi, you need to handle that. tell him that you’re done with this.” Bianca remarked, while Blanca let out a sigh, realizing that her best friend was correct; she could no longer escape him—she was ready to put an end to their relationship.

Bianca swung the door open to find Jimmy standing on her doorstep, arms crossed and scanning her home as if searching for Blanca. Spotting her, he locked eyes with Blanca, gesturing for her to come over so they could talk.

Blanca rose from the couch and walked toward the door, locking eyes with him. His expression was a mix of confusion and perhaps pain, but she felt indifferent to his emotions. Turning to Bianca, she assured her that she would return before stepping outside and closing the door firmly behind her.

She walked behind him to his car, where he graciously opened the passenger door for her, embodying the true essence of a gentleman. As she settled into the seat, she heard the door click shut, noticing him dash around to the driver's side.

As soon as he entered the car, an eerie silence enveloped them. Jimmy sat there, anticipating her to break the quiet, but she remained silent. She didn’t even glance in his direction, her hands tucked deep into the pockets of her hoodie.

She simply wanted to express that she was finished with whatever relationship they had, and watching that video with Jimmy was the final straw. She refused to let herself fall apart over him.

“You blocking folks now?” Jimmy begins to say, breaking the silence.

“I have every right to block you Jimmy.” Blanca responds.

“Why? What did I do wrong? All I ever did was take you out on dates and buy you things.” She appreciated him buying her things even if she didn’t ask for it he would buy it anyway for her—and she loved their dates but this chapter had to end between them. “And i appreciate you for doing that but don’t act stupid you fucking dumbass.” Jimmy was taken aback by her sudden attitude she had with him.

“Watch yo’ fucking mouth when you talking to me Bia.”

Blanca had scoffed at him while glaring down at him. “Nigga. You ain’t my daddy and I don’t gotta listen to you.”

“Why is yo’ ass acting like this?” Blanca sighed deeply, rubbing her temple. “Riddle me this, who goes to fuck their girlfriend the same night he takes me out on a date?” Jimmy's eyes widened in surprise as she pulled her phone from her pocket, tapping on iMessage to reveal the video and text message that Trinity had sent her earlier that day while she was at work.

Jimmy observed the video, where Trinity was on all fours, moaning his name as he tugged at her hair. Blanca halted the playback, switched off her phone, and slipped it into her pocket.

“Shawty asked to fuck one last time and that was it I haven’t seen her.” He said as Blanca grabbed him by the hoodie smelling it as it smelled like Trinity.

“Why the fuck are you lying, you smell just like her you know what.” She continued. “This is done between us it’s fucking done Jimmy I can’t do this anymore with you it’s fucking with me.”

Jimmy gazed into her eyes, trying to discern whether she was joking or genuinely serious. Usually, when they found themselves in this situation, he would pursue her and whisper all the sweet nothings she longed to hear—she would inevitably come rushing back to him.

“You’re not leaving me. We both know that Bia.” 

“I am leaving you, I can’t do this. You’re making me look fucking stupid and then have this bitch messaging me this shit. We are done.” Blanca attempted to exit the car, but he swiftly grabbed her arm, pulling her onto his lap and forcefully pressing his lips against hers.

Blanca was using every ounce of her strength to fend him off; she refused to succumb to his manipulations—not this time. She was fed up with feeling foolish because of him. The realization that she once believed she could transform him weighed heavily on her, especially after recalling Bianca's earlier words.

‘You know the rule bestie. You can’t change a man that doesn't want you—not saying that Jimmy doesn’t want you because I believe there’s something there for sure he just brushes it off and continues with this cycle.’

His tongue grazed her lips while he encircled her waist with his powerful arms, holding her firmly to ensure she wouldn’t slip away from him or this moment.

“Let go of me Jimmy.” Blanca murmured between the kiss.

“No, you aren’t leaving me Bia. I’m not letting you leave me.” Jimmy murmured back, keeping his arms around her waist.

Jimmy nibbled on her lower lip, eliciting a soft groan from her as he plunged his tongue into her mouth, swirling it around. The struggle Blanca faced to resist this man was tormenting her from the inside out.

The kiss was intense and bordering on violent as he pressed his lips against her neck, kissing and biting with fervor. This prompted Blanca to finally shove him away and slap him hard across the face, plunging the entire car into an eerie silence.

Their eyes locked as she noticed him pressing his tongue against the inside of his cheek.

She was taken aback by her own actions when she slapped him, successfully freeing herself from his grip around her waist. Climbing over, she opened the passenger side door and stepped out of the car. As she exited, she heard him following her, his footsteps approaching as she attempted to open the front door.

He tugged at her hair, drawing her close to his chest, forcing her to meet his piercing gaze that sent chills racing down her spine—she could feel the warmth of his lips grazing her ear.

“I told you we  weren’t finished until I said so, didn't I?” His voice resonated deeply, causing her to choke back a lump in her throat as his hand encircled her neck, gently pivoting her body to face him fully.

His 6'3 frame loomed over her petite stature as he looked down at her. She pushed him away, her glare fixed on him—she was exhausted and had no desire to engage with him any longer; she was finished.

“No, I get to have the fucking say so. I’m done with you! Go tell that bitch she can have you because I don’t want you.” 

Jimmy stroked his beard thoughtfully, nodding as he decided to let the situation unfold.

“So you wanna play it like that? Knowing damn well you can’t resist me mama—you will be missing me I promise.” Blanca sighed and rolled her eyes at him, finding his arrogance irritating. Yet, beneath her annoyance, she acknowledged the truth in his words; she would indeed miss him deeply. However, she understood that this separation was necessary for her own happiness.

“I won’t fucking miss you nigga, have fun finding someone else you can fuck when she’s stressing yo’ ass out.” 

“I’ll give it about like a week or two before you start to miss me and begging for me to come over, baby girl I know you Blanca.” Blanca clicked her teeth in annoyance at him; he was a stranger to her—he didn’t know her well enough, at least not in her eyes. “You don’t know shit about me Jimmy so please leave I’m done talking to you”

She opened the front door and stepped into her best friend's house, leaving him standing alone outside. Once inside, she closed the door and sank down against it, overwhelmed with emotion as tears streamed down her face. Bianca rushed to her side, wrapping her in a tight embrace to offer comfort. It felt as though her heart had been torn in two when she decided to end things with him.

It was ultimately for her benefit; he wasn't right for her. Jimmy was toying with her mind and emotions—he only wanted her for physical pleasure, and then he would cling to his girlfriend afterward, which shattered her.

Bianca gently massaged her back, reassuring her that everything would turn out fine and that she had made the right choice for her well-being. She encouraged her to concentrate solely on herself.

“Bibi, listen to me. You did the right thing then. Okay?” Bianca spoke as Blanca wiped away her tears, nodding in agreement.

“What if fall for his tricks again Bianca? What If I—“ Blanca struggled with self-belief due to the profound impact he had on her, leaving an indelible mark on her confidence.

“That’s a part of learning Bibi, even if you do you just need to be away for a moment.” Blanca nodded her head as she continued to hug Bianca on the ground.

Jimmy returned to the hotel where Trinity was staying, and they were nestled together in bed, enjoying a cozy cuddle while watching a show on Netflix that she had chosen for them.

As they watched the show, his thoughts drifted to Blanca. He couldn't shake the memory of how she had abruptly ended things after seeing a video of him and Trinity together. The sight of her pain still lingered in his mind, unsettling him more than he expected.

He felt a strange sense of longing for her—was he really missing her? No, she had made her own decision, so he couldn't possibly miss her already, could he?

The disappointment in her eyes and her words about how it was impacting her mental health struck a chord within him, stirring emotions he couldn't quite identify. For a brief moment, he glanced down at Trinity, inexplicably drawing comparisons between her and Blanca, before finally rising from the bed.

“Where are you going daddy?” Trinity asked.

“I’m heading to the bathroom, gotta pee.” Jimmy replied as he went inside of the bathroom.

After he closed the door and secured it, he settled onto the toilet, his boxers around his ankles. His arousal sprang forth, making contact with his stomach. It shimmered with pre-cum—was his mind wandering to thoughts of Blanca at this moment?

He accessed his gallery on his phone, scrolling through to find the concealed photos and videos of Blanca and himself—there were a few with Trinity too, but that wasn't his focus. He tapped on the intimate video of Blanca, her movements captivating as she rode him, leaving a glistening sheen on him in the frame.

Jimmy lowered the volume of the video to prevent Trinity from hearing Blanca's lovely moans while he enjoyed the sight of her moving on his lap. He reached for his arousal, which was already hard, and as he stroked himself slowly, he accidentally got some moisture on his hand.

The soft sounds she made in the video captivated him, especially as he watched her slick body enveloping him, making him lean back in pleasure. “Fuck, Blanca. Fuck.” He let out a groan as he quickly pictured her with him, taking him fully into her mouth. The thought had a strong effect on him.

Jimmy watched the video, captivated by how her body moved as she bounced on him, calling him daddy. It sent him into a blissful daydream, bringing back memories of her lips, her beautiful face, and her smile. Her chocolate skin shimmered in the light, and he remembered the way she would touch him, kiss him, and play with his hair. He was definitely losing control.

He watched the video, noticing how he was thrusting deeply inside her. She trembled beneath him, and her soft whines and moans were captivating. He licked his lips and tucked them in as he quickened his pace, stroking himself rapidly, which made his legs feel weak.

“Fuck. Mamas, I miss yo’ cute ass.” His body froze, and his legs started to tremble as he watched the video, noticing her lips around him. That was the moment that pushed him over the edge.

Hearing his voice in the background of the video, “you gon’ let daddy fuck this pretty face mama?” He noticed that she surrendered to him, allowing him to penetrate her throat. In the video, he could see his hips moving as he thrust into her mouth, and he could hear her gagging.

He felt himself getting harder in his hand as he stroked faster, his thumb gliding over the tip. He moaned her name, feeling his body shake, nearly dropping his phone.

His eyes flew open as he felt his stomach tighten, indicating that he was on the verge of climaxing within moments.

“Blanca, oh baby. I need you home…fuckk.” He murmured quietly as he increased his pace, sensing his body tighten but remaining still.

Jimmy's thoughts were consumed by Blanca, leaving no room for Trinity. He wondered if the breakup had affected him more than he realized or if he was just overthinking things.

The video lasted a bit longer as Jimmy watched Blanca in it, her mouth working on him and saliva dripping onto his lap, creating a mess. While she played with him, he could see her looking up at him and hear her sweet voice in the background. “You finna cum for me big daddy?”

Subconsciously he responded pretending like she was there doing this to him. “Y-yes. I’m finna nut mamas. I’m finna fucking nut.” He moaned with a low growl escaping his lips.

Hearing her voice again through the video. “Cum for me big daddy, paint my face up with your nut.” That’s what did it for him as his stomach flexed as thick ropes of his warm seeds shot out from his tip leaving him in a trance of whiplash. “Blancaaaa, Fuckkk. Oh fuck.” He let out a quiet whimper as he descended from his high. Jimmy started to breathe heavily, his chest thumping as he felt the warmth radiating from his body.

He felt his hand and thighs covered as he set down his phone and reached for some paper towels to clean himself. Just then, he heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Jimmy. You okay daddy?” Trinity asked from behind the door.

Jimmy felt uncomfortable when she called him that, but he chose not to confront her about it, wanting to avoid any conflict for the time being.

“Yeah! I’m good Trin. I’ll be out in a second.” Jimmy responded as he threw away the paper towels.

He allowed Blanca a week or two to decide if she would return home to him. This would give him the chance to set Trinity aside. Deep down, he longed for Blanca; he desired her intensely, but he tried to ignore those feelings because he was with Trinity.

Now that Blanca had ended things, all he could think about was her—Trinity didn't even cross his mind; it was all about Blanca. Jimmy acted like he was flushing the toilet while he washed his hands at the sink before leaving the bathroom.

Trinity noticed him emerging from the bathroom with a smile. As he climbed into bed beside her, she cuddled up against his chest once more. However, Jimmy wasn't treating her the same way he treated Blanca.

Blanca lay on top of him, her head resting on his chest. He gently slid his hands down her backside, cupping her cheeks and rubbing them in soothing circles.

And Blanca enjoyed it too. 

Trinity was relaxed with him, her back supported by his arm, but there was nothing extraordinary about it. He didn’t provide her with the same aftercare he did for Blanca. Instead, he picked up his phone, opened iMessage, found Blanca’s contact, copied the number, and then switched to a text app to paste it and start messaging her.

He expressed how much he missed her and how he wanted her back home with him. He shared all the sweet words she longed to hear, hoping to bring her back into his life. He craved her presence, wanting to be close to her and enjoy her scent.

When his phone beeped, he noticed she had replied, but he felt let down by her response.

He rolled his eyes at her message before typing back.

Fuck that’s all he could think about.

He attempted to message her again, but it failed to send. Frustrated, he muttered a curse and let out a deep sigh; he missed her terribly—it was unbearable. He couldn't get through a single day without thinking of her, especially after she ended their relationship.

Jimmy noticed himself getting aroused again as he glanced at Trinity, who was focused on the TV. He slid his hand down her thigh and unexpectedly cupped her backside.

“I need you baby.” Jimmy said softly.

Trinity looked up at him with a smirk on her face. “You know I got’chu daddy.” She removed the blankets from their bodies and lowered his boxers, revealing his impressive length.

She held him firmly, sliding her hand up and down his shaft, noticing the pre-cum shining as she tucked her hair behind her ear. Then, she started to take him into her mouth, eliciting a groan from him.

He closed his eyes, picturing it was Blanca giving him pleasure instead of Trinity—envisioning Blanca's tongue teasing the tip of his penis, causing him to shudder and weaken at the knees.

He grasped Trinity's hair and started moving his hips, thrusting into her while picturing it was Blanca's mouth.

“F-fuck…Blanca…” he whispered softly making sure that Trinity didn’t hear him spill out Blanca’s name.

The only sounds filling the room were the repeated gargling noises from Trinity, blending with the background show.

He pushed deeper into her mouth, making drool spill from her lips to the sheets as they locked eyes. He could feel her cheeks sink in and her tongue glide over him, prompting him to throw his head back in delight.

Jimmy pressed deeper, almost reaching a limit, biting his lip as he gazed down at her with intense desire. He adjusted her head to alter the angle and thrust his hips forward, moving along the curve of her throat.

“Just like that…fuck.” He groaned.

He could only picture Blanca struggling, with saliva dripping down her face as he thrust into her throat.

Trinity took him in her mouth, feeling a mix of pleasure and a slight gag reflex. The intense sensation thrilled her as she felt his balls brush against her chin, which helped her relax her throat and take him deeper.

The room echoed with his groans and crude language, spilling from his lips like a sailor's, as he called out for Blanca instead of using her name.

“Oh my god….Blanca…” Trinity clearly heard that as she pulled her mouth away from him, making him groan from the sudden absence.

“What the fuck Trin, why did you stop?” 

“You're thinking about her aren’t you? I can literally hear you moan her name.” Trinity folded her arms while feeling upset. “I wasn’t.”

That was a lie.

She scoffed at him while getting up from the bed. “If you want to go be with her then go be with that bitch because you ain’t finna use me like how you used her Jon.”

Jimmy pulled his boxers up while smacking his teeth at her. “There you go trippin again, I wasn’t even thinking about her bae and you trippin.”

“Me? Tripping? When you LITERALLY just moaned out her name Jon! I fucking heard you!” Jimmy didn’t have time to deal with her shit along with Blanca completely shutting him out.

“I don’t want her! You know I don’t!” There he goes again lying between his teeth. He did want  her but she rejected him and called it quits so he’s stuck with Trinity. “Nigga no you don’t if you did you wouldn’t be moaning her name! I’m not finna deal with this with yo’ ass get the fuck out of my face.” With that Trinity had slammed the bathroom door shut as Jimmy rubbed his hair roughly out of frustration.

What was bothering him? Why couldn’t he stop thinking about Blanca? Jimmy let out a deep sigh as he rose from the bed. He dressed in the same clothes he had worn earlier, slipped on his shoes, and grabbed his keys before heading out the door.

He needed to clear his mind from all of this.

Blanca was in her living room, enjoying the dinner she had prepared, while watching Temptation Island on Netflix. Suddenly, a loud bang at the door startled her.

She stopped her show and set her plate of food on the table. Getting up from the couch, she went to the door to see who was visiting at this late hour. Looking through the peephole, she spotted Jimmy's tall figure outside, which made her sigh deeply in annoyance.

She opened the door while he gazed up at her with a drunken smile—she sensed that something was definitely wrong with him.

“Jimmy, what are you doing here? I told you I didn’t want to see you anymore.” Blanca said with her arms folded.

“I-I wanted to see you….B-Bia…” Jimmy hiccuped as he spoke, and before she could object, she noticed the smell of alcohol on him. To confirm her suspicion, she stepped closer and gently placed her small hands on his cheeks, urging him to look up at her.

She looked into his eyes seeing his drunken state causing her to sigh. “Have you been drinking?”

Jimmy hiccupped, “no, I haven’t b-been drinking m-mamas…” 

“Jimmy I can smell it on you, why didn’t you go back over to the hotel where Trinity is staying at?” Her gentle touch conveyed a message to him, even though he understood that she didn't wish to see him. “B-because…she was goin to reject me…a-and I know…you weren’t going to reject me…”

She really wanted to tell him to go home and leave her be, but she couldn't let him drive like this. So, she let him into the house, closing the door behind them as she guided him to the couch.

She removed his hoodie and set it beside him on the couch. Then, she went to get him a drink, returning with a nice cold bottle of water as she walked back to him.

Blanca returned to the other couch where she had been sitting, picked up her plate, and resumed eating while watching her show. Meanwhile, Jimmy sipped his water, watching Blanca as she smiled and enjoyed the program.

She appeared stunning, her chocolate skin shimmering softly in the low light of the living room.

“Why are you so far away?” Jimmy asked, causing Blanca to look at him. “I just assumed you needed some space.” 

Jimmy shook his head and set his water bottle on the table. “I want to be close to you, baby.” Blanca felt a lump in her throat as she realized where this conversation was headed.

He was acting overly affectionate, which could lead to them ending up in her bedroom, and she wasn't interested in that. However, tonight felt different; he appeared almost desperate, a side of him she had never witnessed before.

“Jon.” 

“Please. That’s all I’m asking for is to be near you Bia.” 

Blanca noticed his eyes were full of longing, much like a dog's, as she rolled her eyes and motioned for him to rest his head on her lap. He settled in comfortably while watching the show with her.

He occasionally stole glances at her lovely face, aware that he wouldn't have the chance to see it again for a long time after tonight.

Her attitude shifted immediately when she noticed he had been drinking, revealing that she had a soft spot for him. Blanca couldn't allow him to go home inebriated. If he were with Trin, she likely would have turned him away and not looked after him like she is doing now, even though she dislikes him and wishes to avoid him.

Blanca set her plate on the table and looked at Jimmy, whose eyes were glued to the TV. "Sit up. Let's get cozy." She then lay back, and Jimmy rested his head on her stomach, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Blanca gently ran her fingers through his curls, massaging them as she listened to his deep sighs. This was exactly what he needed; all the stress he had been feeling melted away.

“Mamas?” Jimmy called out to her.

“Hm?” She responded, glancing down at him.

Jimmy looked up at her beautiful face as she gazed down at him, her fingers still entwined in his curls. "Do you care about me?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course I do, if I didn’t I wouldn’t have brought you in here instead of letting you drive home drunk Jimmy.” 

Hearing those words from her made him feel warm inside, and he smiled at her. "I'm sorry, Mama, for what I did. It was wrong." She looked surprised by his apology, her eyes searching for doubt in his sincerity.

He felt genuinely remorseful for putting her through that, even though he was drunk. It was unfair to toy with her emotions and only seek her out for sex when Trinity wasn't available.

“It’s okay Jim. You’re drunk, you aren’t going to remember this.” 

“I’m serious mama, I’m really sorry.” His apology sounded sincere enough to her as she brushed her thumb against his cheek.

"It's alright, Jimmy. We just need some space, but I realize you're not the right person for me." Her words pierced his heart, but deep down, he knew she was right. Their toxic relationship would only lead to more pain if they kept it up. "I can change for you, I swear," he pleaded.

Blanca felt his hand softly stroking her cheek, causing her to shiver at his unexpected touch. Even in his drunken state, he remained tender.

"You need to show me that you can be good and put in the effort if you want me to let you back in, Jimmy. We need some time away from each other." At that moment, the room fell silent, and they continued to stare at each other.

Jimmy realized he needed to put in a lot of effort to be with Blanca again. Yet, when he was near her, surrounded by the coconut scent he adored, he felt confused about his emotions. Why was he feeling this way?

They kept gazing into each other's eyes while he ran his tongue over his lips.

“You so pretty mamas.”

“You’re too.” 

He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, sharing a few kisses that quickly grew more passionate. She felt his tongue exploring her mouth while her hand rested on his chest.

She realized this would be their final moment together before spending some time apart, so she allowed herself to savor it. She could taste the beer on his tongue as her hands slipped under his shirt, gently stroking his chest and causing him to shiver at her touch.

“I love you Blanca.” He murmured.

Her heart dropped when he said that, realizing he was drunk and didn’t really mean it. She knew he probably wouldn’t remember this when he woke up on her couch tomorrow.

She decided not to spoil the moment tonight; they were already too invested in it.

“I love you too, pretty boy.” She murmured back.

Her hands gliding over his chest had a powerful effect on him, making his arousal evident as he felt the pressure in his sweats. He longed for her touch to ease his tension.

He reached for her hand, which was tucked under his shirt, and guided it to the inside of his sweatpants, causing her to feel his arousal. As Blanca pulled away from the kiss and looked down at him, she noticed the pre-cum shining through his boxers.

“Your wet Jimmy.” She commented.

“You made me like this, please all I’m asking for is your touch mama please.” She was taken aback by his request and his openness towards her, a side of him she had never witnessed before.

She loosened the knot on his sweatpants as he lifted his hips, pulling down both his sweatpants and boxers to his knees, revealing his erection.

Blanca moistened her hand before wrapping it around his shaft, stroking it gently. She noticed Jimmy's eyes rolling back in his head as he sighed in relief.

She caressed him slowly, their eyes locked in a gaze that revealed his submissive nature. As she softly kissed his lips, her thumb grazed his tip, making him flinch at her touch.

“Fuck, mamas. Keep stroking it for me.” Jimmy groaned out in the air.

“This what you want from me? Jimmy?” Blanca cooed.

“Yes, fuck. I need you so bad, baby.” She softly kissed his cheek as she continued to caress him, her hands shimmering in the light.

Jimmy flexed his muscles and bit his lower lip as he watched her caress him. He knew he might not remember everything, but she definitely would.

He was filled with longing and yearning for her touch, looking at her with pleading eyes as she sweetly kissed his lips. She continued to explore his impressive size with her small hands, her thumb playfully gliding over the tip, causing him to roll his eyes in delight. While she placed soft, wet kisses on his neck, her other hand gently wove through his curls.

He was filled with a strong desire to feel her skin against his, to draw her near and give in to their passion. However, this night felt different; he longed for her to take charge, to embrace her strength and show her dominance.

He felt his legs tense as her fingers held him tightly, moving up and down, the soft light accentuating the glimmer of her touch.

Blanca watched him shake and shiver at her touch, a grin forming on her face as she enjoyed his submissive demeanor. Her playful and deliberate strokes were designed to make him feel both tense and excited.

She stayed close, her warm breath lightly touching his ear as she whispered sweet, possessive words. A trace of amusement laced her voice. “You’re so handsome, Jimmy,” she said softly, giving him a slow, deliberate squeeze. “I adore how you look; it’s truly stunning.”

Her pace gradually increased, and the gentle touch of her hand became more intense and enchanting. Every gesture and soft whisper sent chills down his back, distracting him and making it harder to concentrate.

“Fuckkk, Baby. Keep going please.” Jimmy moaned gazing into her eyes.

"Focus those beautiful eyes on me, darling." As Blanca continued her steady pace, an enchanting aura surrounded her. She moved her free hand to grasp his chin, applying a surprising pressure that momentarily startled him and sparked a thrill in his groin.

Jimmy was completely confused by what she said, his thoughts racing. Her fingers had already made him lose his calm, but now? Her seductive voice left him speechless, like a fox in the dark.

He was overwhelmed by the compliments, rolling his eyes as he pressed his legs together and held onto her arm, which was supporting his chin.

Their lips connected in a slow, intense kiss filled with passion, as she used her tongue to explore his mouth while softly caressing him.

The gentle warmth of her touch and the graceful way she moved started to captivate him.

His body tensed, and he struggled to breathe as a familiar wave of dizziness hit him, a feeling she noticed too. “Are you about to finish, baby?” she whispered between kisses while quickly stroking him, her thumb grazing the tip.

“I’m finna cum, fuckk. Don’t stop mama. Please.” Jimmy pleaded, his entire body trembling and shaking.

He didn't realize the extent of his endurance as he felt his excitement pulse in her hands while she kept stroking him steadily, the same feeling flowing down his stomach.

“You gonna give me that nut love?” 

“Yess, imma give it to you mamas. Please I’m finna nut.” In a moment, the tension in his body broke apart like a fragile twig, and a deep groan escaped his throat. He saw his release flow in heavy streams onto her hand, spilling down as his vision blurred, overwhelmed by the intensity, making his legs give way beneath him.

His chest heaved quickly while Blanca observed him shut his eyes and then look into hers. She kissed him softly, and he reacted, feeling weary and drained..

“Fuck, that felt so good.” Jimmy managed to breath out.

“Looks like someone needed the extra help, but sit up so I can go wash my hands then after that we’ll go to sleep.” Blanca responded as Jimmy got up from her lap.

Blanca spent the rest of the night watching her show while Jimmy slept on her stomach, snoring loudly. She gently massaged his curls with her fingers and couldn't help but laugh at how his face was squished against her.

His earlier words about being good for her stayed in her thoughts. Was he being honest, or was it just the alcohol talking? She felt uncertain about his statement. She believed they needed some time apart, and he would have to put in significant effort before she could trust him again.

Especially when he expressed his love for her, her thoughts were focused on one.

She looked at her phone and noticed it was nearly midnight. Grabbing the remote, she turned off the TV and settled onto the couch, with Jimmy resting on her stomach. She could feel him moving in his sleep, holding her close as if he didn't want her to go.

Blanca had draped the blanket over them, her hands gently massaging his back in circular motions, just like he would do for her when she lay on his chest after they were intimate.

She brushed his hair aside to see him better, and he looked so handsome and adorable while sleeping. Blanca yawned and rubbed her eyes, ready to sleep, but her phone rang. She quickly reached for it on the table, careful not to wake Jimmy.

She received another text from an unfamiliar number that she was sure she had blocked Trinity. As Blanca opened the message and read it carefully.

Unknown Number: Stuipd bitch. You’re just a side piece and I will expose those sex tapes of you and him since you and him want to fucking play bet.

Blanca's heart raced as she read the message. How on earth did Trinity get her and Jimmy's intimate videos? Did she check his phone the night they were together?

She glanced at Jimmy and then returned to her phone to reply to Trinity.

Bibi💓: bitch I will take you stupid ass to court if you do like I said me and him are over with he is yours all yours lil mama so keep it the fuck cute. 

She set her phone down on the table and sighed heavily, letting her thoughts overwhelm her. Perhaps it was for the best that they ended things, especially with his girlfriend trying to reveal their secret.

She might talk to him about it when they wake up in the morning.

Blanca gently closed her eyes, feeling them flutter as she drifted off to sleep, wrapping up her night.

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a/n: now why the fuck is Trin doing allat extra shi? And I’m glad Jimmy and Blanca are getting some time apart from each other—but do yall believe Jimmy can change and be good?

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Umiko Milaya

-Boston , Massachusetts -

"Maamm I have work tomorrow and today is my day off and I'm not tryna go to no type of party" I said arguing with my best friend Bianca

“You always cooped up in this house, Like take trip to the wild side for once like seriously " She sighed taking a seat next to me on the couch. " Nah I'm good" I said

"Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee" She begged pulling on my arm. "If you come to this one party with me I promise I'll never bother you again" She pouted looking me dead in the eyes

"Bruh fine" I groaned giving in. "AYEEE YESS BITCH" She squealed jumping up from the couch. "But what am I going to wear" I asked glancing up from my phone

"Glad you ask" She smirked running upstairs. "Annoying" I mumbled hearing her coming back down

"Here you go" She smiled as she ran over laying the outfit down on the couch. " Girl I'm not wearing that" I shook my head as I looked down at the outfit

"This is like a damn fairy suit," I smacked my lips as she busted out laughing. "Girl it's cute tho, try it on first and we'll see" She said

Who gonna be there? " I asked grabbing my outfit as I headed upstairs. " People" She said as she followed behind me into my room “Is people I know gon be there" I asked. "man girl yes" She nodded, I could tell she was lying but I'm not gon say nun until we get there

"When we get there please socialize a little and don't be word miss attitude " She said. " B don't tell me what to do" I smacked my teeth going into my bathroom

Also I want you to meet my boo and his friend" She said smiling ear to ear. "That toxic ass nigga

Joe ?" I asked and she nodded her head

"I don't like him" I shook my head. "You haven't even met him how you not like him" She complained.

"The way you be talking about him make me hate him" I said being honest

"Whatever. But his cousin is fine as fuck and he's a wrestler" She said. " Okay ?" I mugged her as I fluffed out my curls .

"I want you to meet him" She said. "Mmcht no" I said

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8:00pm

"Were hereeeee" Bianca squealed. "Hurry up and park this car white boyyy I'm ready to get drunk and go see my man" Cody chuckled at Bianca actions

yes Cody is one of our boy bestfriends we’re very close with .

once we pulled up to this party I was ready to go home

There was hella people outside smoking and drinking while there was music blasting inside the bnb .

I have anxiety bad when I'm in big crowds, I try not to let it get to me but I truly can't handle it

We got out the car and started making our way inside

"Damn lil bit what's ya name" Dominik said as he smirked grabbing me by my hand.

"Please get the fuck out my face" I threw attitude as I snatched my hand back

"Don't be touching my friend like that ever again lil boy and worry bout yo daddy problems" Bianca basically crashed out grabbing my hand as we walked off

okay girl let's go get some drinks" Biancasaid to me.

"Imma see y'all later I just spotted my girl bye" Cody chuckled running off somewhere"

cmon" she pulled my hand bringing me over to the bar. " hell no" I shook my head. "gir- take this" she forcefully said handing me a shot, I hesitantly took a sip before putting the cup down

“You need to loosen up lil stick up girl" She snickered. "Cmonnn cmon" She grabbed my hand as we walked through the bnb heading outside to the backyard

"There yo bigheaded ass go" Some buff dude said pulling Bianca into a hug. "mm this your friend?" The dude asked looking me up and down as he licked his lips I should’ve balled his lips up..

"Yo lips dry or sum? , you need some chapstick" I asked digging inside my purse tryna find my chapstick.

"Joe stop" Bianca chuckled hitting him in the chest "My bad, what's your name?" He asked.

"Umiko" I said with a lil attitude.

" Anyways. Roman this is Umiko and Miko this Roman" Bianca said introducing us I do not care for this man whatsoever .

"Ohhhh so this the cheating ass muhfucka you told me about?" I busted out laughing.

" I don't like you" I bluntly said. "I don't like how you be treating my best friend" I said

But yo best friend keep coming back tho" He smirked shrugging. "Whatever" I rolled my eyes pulling out my phone

I hate manipulative and narcissistic ass men

"Aye Ro , Who you talking to" I heard a deep voice say causing me to look up to see a big guy appear from behind Roman

Once the guy looked up I instantly sighed, I know damn well this ain't Zilla the city hoe....

"Oh wassam B" The guy said side hugging Bianca. "This yo friend" He asked pointing to me.

"Yea this is Umiko the girl I told you about" Lola said

"Hi Umiko" He said holding out his hand. "She mad right now lil mad ass" Roman said. "Hi" I waved. "You not gon shake my hand" He said looking offended

"Nah I'm good, Ion know where yo hands been" I brushed him off looking back down at my phone

“Well I'm Isayah but you can call me Zilla . Whatever floats your boat" He said looking me up and down. "mhm" I nodded my head

I soon began to feel nervous and just got back on my phone

You look good" He said complimenting me. "Tell her again because she think the outfit don't look good" Bianca said nudging me

In my opinion you look good as fuck ma" He smirked causing me to blush. "Look at her blushing and shit" Roman said. "I'm not blushing" I lied

"Mhm" Bianca said as her face formed into a smile

"I'm finna go back in" I said turning around making my way inside the house not letting them reply , I soon found an empty seat far away from everybody else and sat in it because I don’t like people.

10:45pm

It's been an hour and I've been sitting here on my phone just scrolling through tiktok and Instagram

"Umiko" I heard a Zilla’s voice causing me to get up and grab my purse and charger.

"Umiko!" I heard him yell my name as I rolled my eyes making my way to front entrance of the house

Sorry" I apologized as I almost bumped into this nigga. "you straight" he said walking in the opposite direction

youn hear me calling you? " I heard him say as I felt a pair of hands grab onto my arm. "yes I do Isayah" I groaned turning around

"Where you going" He asked. "um to the place I wash my ass at" I said. "Already?, you just got here miko" He said.

"Okay and? I got work tomorrow" I said showing him the time on my phone

"Well I was thinking we could kick it some time and get to know each other" He said. "boy fuck no " I said as I mugging him.

"I'm not one of these lil hoes who just pop it, go find someone else to fuck wid " I smacked my lips turning around leaving without hearing his reply .

I got outside and called myself an Uber, I wanted to leave up outta here i don’t care .

Someone To Call My Lover .

A/N : thank you for reading loves ! do yall think Umiko was harsh on Zilla ?? Also excuse any mistakes ! .

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Umiko Milaya Ardessi Reyes

- A nurse , nail artist , and makeup artist .

-23 years old .

“Isayah’s the town hoe would never fuck with him.”

Isayah Fatu aka Zilla Fatu

-Professioanl Wrestler

-24 year old

“trust me I know she the one “

-A/N: welcome to STCML ! These characters are fictional ! There will be other characters but these two are the main ones we will focus on ! I hope you all enjoy now let’s get into it 🫶🏽

summary jey’s the kind of baby daddy who’ll drag you on a cabin trip with your daughter, plays w your heart (and pussy) all while your daughter thinks this messed-up version of ‘family’ is what she’s been wishing for.

- 18+ pairing: baby daddy!jey uso x female!reader

warning ANGST you should know these two will never get along, fluff, slight exhibitionism, shower sex, dirty talk, daddy kink, rough sex, gentle sex, praise kink, jey talks you through it, unprotected p in v sex, creampies, mentions of plan b, multiple orgasms, 5k!? can you tell i’m a yapper? merry christmas ❤️🎄

The music blared through your cozy, Christmas themed home, a mix of R&B holiday songs and a few of your guilty pleasure throwbacks. You hummed softly, zipping up the last of your suitcase while eyeing your daughter's tiny pile of luggage. “Girl, you're worse than me,”  you muttered with a shake of your head, glancing at the bows, jewelry and glittery outfits she insisted on packing. 

Christmas was supposed to be joyful, magical for you and your daughter. The two of you had spent the entire weekend turning your home into a winter wonderland. The tree sparkled in the corner of the living room, adorned with white, silver and gold ornaments. Stockings hung over the mantle, and your daughter's favorite holiday crafts were proudly displayed on the refrigerator. It was all perfect, straight out of a Hallmark movie.

Nothing would ever come in between you, your little girl, and the Christmas spirit! 

Oh, yeah. Except your annoying ass baby daddy. 

party monster by the weeknd blared through your speakers as you were getting ready for the night. a quick shower, then bed, simple enough. thankfully, your little girl had such a blast at preschool that she crashed as soon as you got home. dinner, bath, and she was out. barely even stirred when you tucked her in.

you hummed along as the weeknd’s voice echoed in the background, “i’m good, i’m good, i’m great”—and you were. work was going smooth since coming back from christmas break, baby girl was thriving, and you and jey? surprisingly, you were getting along. barely any tension, no drama. knock on wood tho. it’s always calm before the storm.

but lately... lately, you’ve been entertaining something new.

it wasn't serious. it wasn't love. but it was different.

ur new man wasn't pressing you, wasn't stressing you. he wasn't leaving you on read for hours only to pop up talking about, “come see me.” he wasn't giving you half assed excuses or acting like you was lucky just to be in his presence.

no, this man was attentive. he listened. he made you laugh, made you feel good, in and out of the bedroom.

and when you was with him, there was no drama.

still... when jey called, your breath hitched.

still... when he said, “Where you at?” in that low, lazy drawl, ur stomach flipped.

jey had called earlier. you didn’t answer.

you never did the first time.

because you knew what came next.

the texts. the voicemails.

and, eventually, the knocking on your front door.

you should’ve known tonight would be no different.

because when he pulled up in that blacked out truck, you didn't turn him away. you should. you knew you should. but instead you cursed under your breath and mumbled as you went to open the door, and there he stood with arms crossed over his chest, biceps bulging under the tightest long sleeve shirt you’d ever seen. a thick cuban link sat on his collarbone and his lips dragged slow over his bottom lip as he took you in.

the expression on his face was a whole mug, that signature scowl he always wore when he wasn’t getting his way.

“you really ain’t gon’ pick up my calls now?”

“jey, it’s late.”

“and?” he stepped closer, “i was thinkin bout you.”

you scoffed. “ain’t that a damn change.”

“here you go, man—” he stepped inside and mean mugged you, “yo ass being sneaky.”

“just, just…just what the fuck do you want!” the stutter slipped out before you could stop it, and jey caught it. of course he did.

if him being here wasn’t making your blood boil, his laugh definitely was. it was enough to make you wanna knock the shit outta him but before you could say or do anything else, his hands were on your waist, pulling you in close.

“oh you got company coming over, huh?” his tone was low, teasing. “remember when I came through last time? you was s’posed to go out, and i had you cancel that shit real quick.”

your jaw clenched. “that’s water under the bridge, jey.”

“oh, it is?” his voice was softer now, a taunting whisper. “it damn sure didn’t feel like it when you was tellin’ me how good i make you feel—“

you were having flashbacks on that night as he spoke. ofc you were.

“jey, stop.”

“stop what?” his grip on your waist loosened, but he didn’t step back. “i’m just askin’ questions.”

“questions you don’t deserve answers to.” you finally pushed him back, crossing your arms again to create some distance.

“you ain't even answer my first question," jey pressed.

“man, shut up," you muttered, stepping past him into the kitchen. you didn't need this tonight. but he followed.

"you always think that what i got goin’ on is yo business. your business is sleeping," you shot back, grabbing a glass from the cabinet. "i been busy and i just wanna relax."

Jey hummed, settling against the counter. “too busy to pick up when I call?”

“oh my fucking—”

he held up a hand, cutting you off, “nah, you right. you got other things to do. other people to see.” his tongue swiped over his bottom lip. “that nigga treatin’ you right?”

i swear….

you exhaled sharply, setting the glass down with a little more force than necessary. “are you fucking deaf, i just said—”

one second, he was leaning against the counter and the next? his big hands were gripping your hips, and he was lifting you onto the counter like you weighed nothing.

he stood between your thighs, his palms warm against your bare skin as they trailed upwards. “bet he don’t get you like this, huh?” his voice was low and husky, but his eyes were daring you to deny it.

your lips parted, but no words came out.

jey smirked. “mm. that’s what i thought.”

you hated him. you hated him so much.

“mommy?”

you both froze.

jey stepped back as your daughter’s tiny voice carried down the hall.

“fuck,” you muttered under your breath, slipping off the counter and straightening your nightgown.

“go back to sleep, baby,” you called out, trying to steady your voice.

a beat of silence. then, a sleepy, “is daddy here?”

you closed your eyes, breathing deeply.

“yeah, baby. he’s here.”

Chapter 5: Meeting The Crew!

Aleah

*A few days later*

After Jey and I went out on our first date, things have been going great. No rushing, no making things super complicated… Just us building a friendship. It was amazing seeing Jey outside of the WWE world. He was so calm & sweet. He actually came off a bit nervous which i thought was just the cutest.

I was in awe of him, watching him fidget around when talking about the things he cared about, his career, his family. It was simply adorable.

As i went to work at my first smackdown show, i meet the crew; including Jimmy (Jey’s twin brother), Naomi (jimmys wife), Jade, Bianca & her husband Montez. And i litterally clicked with all of them right away. Like we had known each other for years.

They quickly welcomed me with open arms, adopting me as their little sister, being as though i am the youngest in the crew. Starting with Jim & Naomi, they were so welcoming and i love how silly they are. I feel like i found my goofy long lost siblings with those two. Whereas Bianca & Montez were a little more on the serious side. The ones who keep everyone in the group grounded. They are the ones you go to for good sound advice. And then there was Jade and even though she was married, her husband wasn’t involved in wwe so it was just her for shows & events related to wwe. Jade was sweet, but also the serious no nonsense kinda of friend. The one that would tell you exactly how it is, no sugarcoating. I kinda admired her bluntness.

I can’t believe i have a crew, don’t get me wrong i have my group of friends; my two childhood best friends, & my college friends. But I’ve never really had a group of consisting of women & men. That i just hung out with. My childhood friends don’t even really intertwine with my college friends. Except for Lexi who moved with me away from home so that we could attend school together. But my other besties back home, don’t really spend time with my friends out here in Atlanta. Needless to say, this group of friends I’ve made in my short time working with WWE, means a lot to me.

After i exchanged numbers with the crew, we formed a groupchat and it’s been the most chaotic thing i have ever been apart of, but i love it. Speaking of the group chat, we were talking about traveling plans for WWE’s upcoming tour, where the main roster shows will be intertwining for events that don’t air on tv, like regular weekly shows. This is my first tour so i am very excited to be traveling and watching the superstars have fun, outside of their usual stories.

This tour will be US, so we were trying to figure out how we would all be able to travel together. It worked out well since the tour started in Florida, where Jon & Trin lived. Me and Josh decided to drive down, since we were the closest to Florida. And because i have a huge fear of flying, with i havent told anyone about. Everyone else would fly in.

*The day before the tour*

Lexi was helping me pack my things and we were just catching up. I was telling her about my first time hanging out with the wwe crew from both shows. Before i head out for 2 weeks. “Omg i can’t believe your going on your first work trip” Lexi sighed folding my clothes and putting them in my suitcase “i know, i can’t believe it either”. I sighed kinda glad, but also kinda nervous. “So are you and Josh gonna be sharing a room together?” Lexi teased with a raised eyebrow. “Absolutely not, we’ve only been out once, and that was more of like a friendly date.”

I mean truthfully although there was heavy amounts of flirting going on between Jey & I, I don’t feel like we are close to using titles. Even though every time I’m around him i feel Niagara Falls between my legs. Like he just makes me blush so bad. But i was actually quite nervous about spending time, with Jey like he makes me so crazy shy. But i am excited to be spending time with the crew, getting to know them. Them getting to know me.

Me and Lexi finished packing my bags and getting all my travel stuff together so that Jey and I can drive down to Florida in the morning. I set my bags down by the front door, while Lexi opened a bottle of wine, so that we could hang out a little bit more before i needed to get ready for bed.

Let’s see how this tour goes.

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MAIN ONE

summary: you are his main one, the person who he can call just to blow off some steam when him and his girl get into it.

warnings contain: manipulation, gaslighting, cheating, entitlement, unprotected sex, breeding, fighting, sex tapes, hair pulling, spanking, etc.

word count: 9.k

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smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good a writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment.

Jimmy Uso x Blanca

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Blanca stuck to her usual routine, heading to her afternoon shifts while avoiding Jimmy, despite having made a hollow promise to him that she wouldn’t hide. She felt no need to alter the status quo just because he had slept with her at the club the previous night.

She refused to let her life be centered on him any longer. This time, she decided to silence her phone and ignore his texts and calls, activating Do Not Disturb. She was done allowing him to manipulate her; the endless cat-and-mouse game had worn her out.

She engaged in this for her mental well-being, as the strain of managing everything secretly, while his girlfriend remained oblivious to her existence, was becoming overwhelming. She no longer wanted to feel like a mere plaything.

Blanca was busy at work, tidying up the cups as the afternoons had been quite lively—customers were frequently arriving, departing, or socializing with their friends.

Blanca was mostly unfazed by the chatter of her colleagues discussing personal matters, unless one of them revealed juicy details about someone that piqued her curiosity. While tidying up the bar, she was startled by the sudden crash of the door swinging open, prompting her to turn her head in surprise.

Jimmy's girlfriend burst into the room, visibly upset and seething with rage as she searched for Blanca. The moment her gaze fell upon her, she began striding toward her, shoving aside the patrons seated at the bar.

Confronting Blanca directly.

“So you must be the bitch that he’s been fucking.” Trinity said. “He comes home late at night smelling like you! And then take showers afterwards!” She continued.

Blanca set the rag aside with the glass cup as she dried her hands, fully aware that this decision would eventually backfire on her. With a deep sigh, she crossed her arms over her chest.

“I told him that we shouldn’t be doing this but he didn't listen.” Blanca responded. “He kept on pushing and pushing it with it.” Blanca was acutely aware, buried deep within her thoughts, that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't truly escape him—he was well aware of her workplace and her home. In fact, he even knew she was at Bianca's house, seeking refuge from him.

He knew her every move trying to catch her slip up.

Trinity had chuckled while placing her hands over her hips, “you want me to believe that shit? That fake ass answer? You want him! And you tryna take him away from me!”

“I don’t fucking want him actually! I don’t know how you can deal with a man like him!” Blanca leaned back, her mind unable to escape the vivid memories of the previous day with Jimmy. She recalled the intensity of their encounter against the restroom wall, the way he had taken her, and the tenderness he showed afterward as he cared for her.

She was captivated by him, his words echoing in her mind, stubbornly lingering despite her attempts to push them away.

‘You know yo’ ass ain’t going nowhere, you’re here to stay no matter how many times you try to convince yourself otherwise you belong to me.’

The echoes of his words lingered in her thoughts, a persistent reminder that she was his primary and sole partner, and that no one could ever take the place of what they shared.

It was them against the world

“If you didn’t want him then why the fuck do you keep coming back? I mean is his dick really that good?” It was undeniably impressive how he could have her contorted like a chair, thrusting deep within her repeatedly, and on top of that, bringing her to the point of ecstasy was truly exceptional.

Blanca scoffed at her, “I don’t have time to deal with this shit you and him need to talk about this instead of coming up to my damn job messing with me.” She was about to walk away until Trinity had said something.

“Oh you will have time today bitch! Because you ain’t finna just walk away from me.” 

Blanca let out a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation. Why couldn't this girl see the obvious—that her boyfriend was being unfaithful and needed to be confronted about it? “Girl, fuck you. Maybe if you wasn’t stressing his ass out all the time he wouldn’t be fucking me now would he?” The whole entire bar got silent as Blanca could see Trinity’s face getting all angry.

“You pussy is not even that good.” That made Blanca chuckle at her. “What’s funny bitch!”

“That’s funny you know, if my shit wasn’t good he wouldn’t be running back for more unlike you—must not be doing your job right baby girl.” Trinity scaled the bar, seizing Blanca by her hair and yanking her across the table, unleashing a flurry of punches to her face.

The onlookers were in shock, their hands covering their mouths as they witnessed the dramatic scene unfold before their eyes. Blanca succeeded in pinning Trinity to the ground, positioning herself above her and forcing Trinity's head against the wooden floor. With a flurry of punches, she struck Trinity's face repeatedly, breaking her lip in retaliation for the earlier blows she had received.

Blanca had time today she did.

She stood up, seizing Trinity by the hair and yanking her around like a lifeless doll, landing blows to her stomach. It was hard to believe she was losing her composure over the mess with Jimmy.

Amidst the chaos, shards of glass shattered and tables toppled as they exchanged fierce blows. Trinity had forcefully brought Blanca down to the floor, and while standing tall, she delivered a brutal kick to Blanca's stomach, causing a surge of agony to wash over her face.

“You fucking slut! He doesn’t fuck with you dirty bitch!” Trinity hissed in frustration while relentlessly driving her kicks into her abdomen.

Blanca wrenched Trinity's ankle, causing her to crash onto the back of her head with a cry. Seizing the moment, Blanca stomped her down into the ground before climbing on top once more, ensuring she left a bruise and a swollen eye as a lasting reminder of their encounter.

Trinity slammed her head onto the hardwood floor before locking Blanca in a chokehold. As chaos erupted, Blanca's coworkers rushed in to separate the two, with one restraining Blanca while the other held back the struggling and screaming Trinity, whose cries echoed loudly.

“You fucking bitch! When I see yo’ ass it’s up there!” Trinity shouted.

“Fuck you!” Blanca felt a sense of satisfaction as she looked at Trinity's face, marred by dark purple bruises encircling her eye and a bloodied nose.

Blanca's coworkers moved her to the back while they dealt with getting Trinity out of the bar, her screams echoing in the air. She noticed blood on the tips of her fingers as she touched her lips.

one of her coworkers handed Blanca an ice pack for her stomach after Trinity had delivered a hard kick, leaving a bruise in its wake.

“You good Bia?” One of her coworkers asked.

“Yeah, I’m good yall I promise.” Blanca replied while making her way to the bathroom to tend to her split lip.

She took a paper towel, dampening it with warm water, and gently pressed it against her lip as she gazed into the mirror. Inspecting her reflection, she searched for any additional injuries, relieved to find that aside from her swollen bottom lip and bruised ribs, she was otherwise unscathed.

Blanca had reached her breaking point after tonight's date with him. She realized it was time to sever ties because she refused to compromise her own character for his girlfriend. Jimmy needed to sort things out with Trinity and stop bothering her.

As she pulled her phone from her pocket, she felt it vibrate with notifications. To her surprise, it was him sending her a message.

SlimJim🫠💦 sent a message 

She rolled her eyes.

Blanca examined her lip, noticing that blood continued to seep from it. Realizing that warm water wouldn't provide any relief, she made her way to the medical box for which she had the key. After unlocking it, she retrieved a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and a few cotton balls before closing the box once more.

She returned to the sink, setting the hydrogen peroxide down as her phone buzzed to life. Recognizing his number, she chose to ignore the call, unwilling to engage with his nonsense.

Blanca uncapped the bottle of hydrogen peroxide, letting a few drops soak into the cotton ball. She silently prayed, bracing herself for the sharp sting she knew was coming.

She pressed the cotton ball against her split lip, wincing as the sting shot through her, prompting a sharp hiss of pain. Despite the discomfort, she knew she had to tend to her bottom lip to promote healing and halt the bleeding. Meanwhile, her phone buzzed incessantly with Jimmy's calls, each one escalating her irritation.

She was this close—this fucking close to crashing out on this nigga.

As soon as her phone ceased its incessant buzzing, she noticed a flurry of notifications from him, flooding in one after another like a maniacal ex-boyfriend.

She let out a heavy sigh while tending to the cut on her swollen lip, wishing fervently that the turmoil between them would come to an end so that life could return to its usual rhythm.

After finishing her shift, Blanca made her way to Bianca's place, eager to unwind. She was well aware that her best friend had a blunt ready for her. As she pulled into Bianca's driveway, just like she always did, a sudden engine roar from behind caught her off guard. Turning around, her heart dropped as she spotted a Hellcat parked right in front of Bianca's house.

He lowered the window and shouted for her, but she ignored him, pounding on the door and urging Bianca to let her in before this guy could grab her. As soon as Bianca opened the door, Blanca shoved her inside and slammed it shut behind them.

“Girl, what the actual fuck is going on?” Bianca asked with her hands on her hips.

“A lot bitch, a lot has been happening today bro and I’m finna crash the fuck out bad.” Blanca responded by running her hands through her hair.

Just as Bianca was about to gather more details from her best friend, a loud bang on the door startled them both. Rushing to the peephole, Bianca peered out to find Jimmy furiously pounding on the door like a man possessed.

She glanced at Blanca, gesturing for her to go upstairs. Blanca ascended the steps, cautiously peeking out to assess what was happening. Meanwhile, Bianca had opened the door to find Jimmy standing there, visibly angry.

“Where the fuck she at Bianca?” Jimmy inquired, his tone brimming with hostility.

“She’s not here Jimmy.” She said while folding her arms.

“Bullshit, B. I’ve seen her come in this bitch so tell me where the fuck she at?” Blanca watched the situation intensify, doing her best to remain silent—what was it about this man that filled her with fear?

At that moment, a noise escaped her lips as the stairs creaked, drawing his attention. Blanca muttered a curse under her breath, fully aware of how annoyingly squeaky Bianca's stairs were. She silently hoped that he wouldn’t come to check on the disturbance.

“The fuck was that? She better not be upstairs B.” He said.

“Nigga I already told you she ain’t here, so get to stepping.” She waved him off with her hand, clearly too busy to engage with him.

At that moment, they caught another squeak echoing from the staircase.

“Nah, fuck that shit. Lemme in this motha-fuka.” Bianca welcomed him into the house, and he immediately started his search for Blanca. He scoured every corner until he finally leaned in to see where she was hiding.

He searched the downstairs bathroom, the kitchen, and even the garage. Jimmy was scouring every corner for her when he caught a glimpse of something from the staircase.

She cautiously poked her head out, watching his every move until their eyes met, her gaze wide with surprise as he flashed her a smirk.

“Got yo’ ass.” Jimmy said with a low tone.

Blanca leaped off the stairs and bolted away, her screams echoing as he pursued her relentlessly, as if she were his target.

“Run! Blanca! Run Bitch!” Bianca yelled out, her voice echoing as she picked up on the chaos from the upper floor. Meanwhile, Blanca sprinted with all her might, glancing back to see him hot on her heels. She dashed into a different bedroom, trying to slam the door shut, but he crashed through it before she could secure it.

He approached her, his face twisted in rage, and as he reached out, he seized her by the throat, forcing her back against the door with a soft thud of her head against the surface. 

“Why the fuck do you keep playing with me Bia? Huh? You promised me that you wouldn’t do this shit again.” Jimmy spoke with a fierce tone while Blanca clutched his wrist tightly.

“I-I’m sorry, I'm sorry. I’m sorry,” Blanca implored him, her eyes filled with desperation.

Jimmy shook his head; he wasn't having it. “Nah yo’ ass wanna keep fucking with me Bia. Imma show you how sorry yo’ ass will be tonight.” He withdrew from her throat.

Blanca never expected him to be this wild. As she gazed at him, he seemed utterly unhinged, yet there was something undeniably attractive about his fury directed at her. Was it wrong to feel that way? There was just something captivating about him, with his hair tousled and his chest rising and falling rapidly.

The way he exerted control and displayed aggression captivated her, even though he was unaware of the effect it had on her. She found it thrilling, yet she also realized it could lead her into trouble.

“You’re fucking insane, Jimmy.” Blanca commented.

His eyebrows furrowed at her, “yeah, I’m fucking crazy when yo’ ass wanna talk reckless over the phone and then completely fucking ignoring me when you promise me Bia.” Blanca let out a scoff and rolled her eyes at him, fully aware of her reasons for acting this way. She was tired of dealing with him, yet here they were, stuck in this situation together.

Following the exhausting day she endured at work, she simply couldn't handle his nonsense any longer. She turned and left him in the spare bedroom, making her way downstairs to join Bianca, who was already preparing a blunt with her favorite flavor of Backwoods.

Jimmy trailed behind her down the stairs, his attention fixed on Blanca, who was expertly lighting a pre-rolled blunt. As she exhaled a cloud of smoke into the air, a contented sigh escaped her lips.

“Mind if I join you ladies?” Blanca and Bianca exchanged glances before turning their attention back to Jimmy. Deep down, Blanca wished he wasn't there, as this was supposed to be a sanctuary for her, a place to escape from him.

“Look, don’t start no shit with her aight? Sit down.” Bianca said as she continued to roll up another blunt.

Blanca handed him the blunt, and he took a few puffs, exhaling the smoke into the air. The effects of the weed hit him immediately as he leaned back against the couch and returned the blunt to her.

Jimmy gazed at Blanca as she inhaled deeply from the blunt, each puff making his lips instinctively moisten with desire. When she offered it to him, he accepted, drawing in several more hits while holding it delicately between his fingers.

“Feels good don’t it? Maybe you should be doing this instead being fucking angry all the time nigga.” Blanca commented.

The cannabis coursed through their veins, creating a delightful sensation that enveloped them in a cozy, fuzzy warmth from within.

“Watch it little girl.” Jimmy responded, his eyes locked onto hers, which were downcast and tinged with red.

Bianca could see and feel the tension between the two of them. “Bibi, knock it off. Don’t start no shit with that man bad enough you runnin’ away from him.”

Jimmy settled into the loveseat, spreading his legs wide as he took another drag from the blunt, tilting his head with a smirk. "So, why are you dodging me, huh?" Blanca rolled her eyes in response. She had no intention of explaining her reasons for avoiding him; it was straightforward—she just wanted whatever was happening between them to come to a close.

She quickly grabbed the blunt from him, took a drag, and exhaled a cloud of smoke into the air.

“Nigga, I don’t need to explain myself to you. when you know the reason why.” 

“Tell me why again mama?”

His eyes were shadowy, and he wore an infuriating smirk that made her want to wipe it off his face.

“Because, you’re a manipulator and selfish individual. You over here cheating on your girlfriend who came up to my fucking Job and I whooped her ass giving her a busted lip since she did the same with me. When she should be coming to yo’ cheating ass asking all the questions.”

Jimmy propped himself up, resting his arms on his knees as he locked eyes with her, absentmindedly stroking his beard with his hand.

“You don’t be saying all of this shit when I’m fucking the soul out yo’ body now do you? Screaming daddy this and daddy that.” Blanca's eyes widened in surprise at the news, while Bianca stared at her in disbelief before returning to her own tasks.

Blanca pressed her teeth against the tender spot on her bottom lip, where the injury from her split lip throbbed. Anger bubbled within her, but she fought to keep it hidden.

“You only need me when you and her are going through it and ever since I gave you some you started acting like fucking maniac like you own me or something.” Blanca said. “Lemme remind you that I don’t fucking belong to you nigga. My life doesn’t revolve around you.” She noticed his facial expression shift, and his eyes grew darker.

Jimmy tucked his tongue into his cheek, then stood up and straightened himself out before making his way to the bathroom on the upper floor.

Blanca sighed softly as she had seen Bianca staring down at her. “What, B?”

“Girl, I wasn’t expecting you to talk your shit right in front of this man.” Bianca said.

“I’m fucking done and I’m tired of this shit with him you know? Like work things out with your girl and leave me alone.” Blanca responded as her phone beeped.

Blanca let out a soft laugh as she set the message down on the table, taking a final drag from the blunt. She had no intention of hearing him out—his desperate need for her at that moment meant nothing to her. He could manage on his own without her help.

She set the blunt down in the ashtray just as her phone chimed again, prompting her to grab it and discover two messages from Jimmy.

Blanca sighed and leaned back into the couch, settling in for a moment of relaxation. Just then, she and Bianca heard footsteps descending the stairs. Suddenly, he appeared, scooping Blanca up by the waist and tossing her over his shoulder, just like he had done at the club, as he carried her upstairs toward the bathroom.

She was thrashing and striking him on the back like a petulant child, but he remained unfazed. Once they reached the bathroom, he forcefully shut the door behind them and spun her around as she arched her back.

Jimmy loosened his jeans, letting them drop along with his boxers, revealing his impressive length that stood proudly with a gentle curve. He grasped it in his hand, moving it up and down as a glistening bead of pre-cum formed at the tip.

He yanked Blanca’s shorts off, including her panties, throwing them somewhere in the bathroom pulling her closer to his hips tapping his cock on her butt. Jimmy's hand came down onto her ass with a loud whack echoing through the bathroom causing her to whine at the feeling.

“Don’t fucking whine now, you wasn’t doing that shit downstairs so don’t do it now.” Jimmy said with a low tone. 

She could feel his tip brushing up against her wetness as he smacked her ass some more.  “Talkin about you don’t belong to me. When we both know yo’ ass ain’t going nowhere baby.” He held onto her, rubbing his slick tip against her folds before slowly entering her, both of them letting out soft groans.

Jimmy started thrusting his hips rapidly, making her gasp and place her hand on his stomach, hoping he would slow down. Instead, this only intensified the situation as he seized her arm and pulled it behind her back, delivering powerful strokes.

His hips connected with hers as he gazed down at the sight of her body moving against him, her essence enveloping him completely.

“J-Jimmy.” Blanca moaned.

“What? You got something to say little girl?” Jimmy growled as he slapped her ass again. “What’chu gotta say?”

Blanca rolled her eyes as she gazed into the mirror, observing their reflection. He had his shirt draped around his neck, and she noticed his hips moving toward her, prompting her to glance down.

Jimmy placed his hand around her neck, guiding her to face the mirror once more. Their eyes met, and she bit her lip, feeling the weight of his intense stare reflected back at her. Overwhelmed, she attempted to look away, but he playfully smacked her behind again.

“Look at me, look at us baby. You see how perfect we are together? How good you fit into me?” His voice dropped to a soft whisper in her ear, leaving her even more aroused by his words.

“Y-yes.” She moaned.

The bathroom echoed with the sounds of skin slapping together, mixed with their moans and groans. Jimmy picked up his phone, activated the camera, and hit record. He tightened his grip on Blanca's neck while positioning the camera to capture her reflection in the mirror, watching her face shift with each thrust.

“Smile at the camera baby. You look so fucking pretty like this mama. Taking all of this dick.” Blanca realized this man was unstable, but she never expected him to be so reckless as to record them having sex in her best friend's bathroom.

Jimmy positioned her leg on the sink, finding a new angle as he thrust deeply, making her mouth open wide and whimper like a child.

He struck her forcefully, the camera capturing her intense expression as Jimmy used his free hand to twist her hair around his fingers, pulling her back against his chest for better control.

With his phone on the other hand filming them.

“Fuckkk, Jimmy.” Blanca felt her body tightening and relaxing around him as he thrust deeply within her, all while gazing into his eyes.

“Mhm, this my fucking pussy baby.” He had a slight growl in his voice. “Open yo’ mouth.” He kept going as Blanca followed his lead, feeling his warm saliva enter her mouth while he kissed her deeply, watching their saliva mix and spill from their lips.

The kiss was intense and passionate, with his hand gripping her hair tightly as he thrust deeper inside her, making it effortless for him to move in and out. Their teeth collided as his tongue explored her mouth, and he gently bit her lower lip, tugging it back.

Blanca quickly felt her leg going numb on the sink as she attempted to lower it. In response, Jimmy lifted her leg back onto the sink while he continued his vigorous movements.

Blanca began to move in sync with him, responding to his rhythm. The feeling made her eyes flutter as he explored new and different angles within her.

They broke the kiss as Jimmy gazed into her eyes, then shifted the camera to focus on her ass. She playfully tossed her ass across his lap, while the camera captured the moment of intimacy between them.

Jimmy threw his head back while biting down on his bottom lip. “You feel so fucking good mama.” 

“Too fucking good.”

Blanca began to lose hope of evading this man when he found out her location and she couldn't get away. It felt as if she was caught in a mess between him and his girlfriend. She disliked the situation, but there was nothing she could do about it.

No matter how hard she tried to stay away from him, he was always nearby, watching her like a lion waiting for its prey. It was beginning to take a toll on her mentally, but she felt lost about how to handle the situation.

Jimmy released her hair as Blanca fell against the sink. He continued to hit her backside until he noticed his handprint on it, capturing the moment with the camera aimed at the foggy mirror.

“Keep throwing that shit back on me baby, make me nut all in this pussy.” Jimmy grunted as he cupped one of her breasts.

“Fucking Hell Jimmy, S-shit.” Blanca croaked.

He was overwhelming her, watching her body shake against him as his fingers pressed firmly into her skin; he enjoyed seeing her in that state.

She kept pushing her body against his hips while he delivered intense strokes to Blanca, leaving her dazed and seeing stars.

He sped up, moving towards her with intense desire. The sound of their bodies meeting became increasingly loud and urgent.

The air felt heavy as sweat dripped from both of their bodies, leaving her feeling sore from the heat. She glanced back at him, prompting a smirk to spread across his face. “So fucking pretty baby girl.” Jimmy pointed the camera at her face, capturing her as her eyes rolled back in her head.

“My pretty baby. Look at you sweetheart.” His compliments were making her playful, prompting her to stick out her tongue for the camera on his phone. “Nasty baby so nasty.”

Her walls tightened around him as he thrust into her, taking pleasure in her wetness the way he desired.

A tight knot formed in her stomach as she quickened her pace. “does this feel good?” She mewled out.

“Fuck.” Jimmy held her hips tightly with one hand, driving into her relentlessly as she moaned his name, feeling dizzy and overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. “It feels so fucking good mama. Best pussy I ever been in, i'm addicted to this shit.” He exhaled.

Jimmy moved closer, allowing their bodies to touch as he planted soft kisses on her shoulders, moving down to her back and savoring the salty taste of her sweat, which shimmered in the low light of the bathroom, while he thrust his hips into her without pause.

His lips lightly touched her ear as he whispered crude and provocative words that drove her wild, while his movements repeatedly stimulated her g-spot until she reached her limit.

It happened again.

She let out a soft moan as she reached her peak, releasing herself and making a mess around them like before. The intensity of her orgasm overwhelmed her, causing her body to tremble. She felt her essence trickling down her leg, and noticed it had also affected him, prompting him to glance down at the chaos they had created together.

Blanca began to realize that she was trapped in an addiction to this harmful man. He seemed to be everywhere she went, always lurking, making her crave more of him.

Jimmy set the phone against the wall and wrapped his hand around Blanca's throat, kissing her deeply with wet kisses. He let out a soft groan against her lips, momentarily losing his rhythm as her body pressed against him. “Fuck, I’m finna nut inside of you baby girl I want you to have all fucking babies.”

He moved his hips in a more frantic and intense manner, filling her mind with pleasure and a sense of dizziness.

Her legs shook under him as she gazed into his dark red eyes, the effects of the weed still lingering in their systems.

“You want my babies baby? Huh?” He breathed out deeply near her ear, his voice tight as he struggled to keep his composure.

Her eyes rolled back as she nodded, her thoughts muddled from the weed in her system. “I want your babies, Jimmy. fuckkk.”

She gazed at him with innocence, a soft whimper slipping from her lips as she quickened her movements from behind, biting her lips gently.

“Ohhh, fuckk. Mamas. Fuckk.” His actions grew more vigorous and forceful. She felt his warmth filling her completely, releasing thick streams within her, accompanied by a soft groan as his face lay against her back.

They remained in this position for a while, enveloped in complete silence, only aware of their own breaths. Blanca experienced a shock to her system as Jimmy kissed her back, moving up to her jawline and lips.

Jimmy embraced her while Blanca cleaned the foggy mirror. As she looked at their reflection, she noticed his messy hair, some strands falling into his face, and sweat running down his cheeks.

He picked up his phone after stopping the recording, storing their intimate video for later. He adjusted her position so she could face him, gently holding her cheeks as he kissed her softly.

Her body failed her once again.

Jimmy and Blanca gazed into each other's eyes, hoping to find a connection between them.

“Why do you gotta act like that?” His voice was coarse and hoarse. “Huh? Why can’t you let this happen between us?”

Blanca sighed and crossed her arms, rolling her eyes at him. "You know cheating on your girlfriend is wrong. And then having her come to my workplace acting all wild and thinking she can take me on? I don’t need this drama, Jimmy. I really don’t."

He laced his fingers with hers, wearing that same grin that always annoyed her. “Just let this happen between us. We’ve talked about it; you know you’re mine.”

She pulled her hand back from him, staring fiercely into his eyes. "We have talked about this, and I've repeatedly told you that I don't want this to happen between us. You're toxic and manipulative."

Blanca lacked the confidence for this moment. She realized she would remain with him, regardless of his manipulative or narcissistic behavior. His charming words always seemed to win her over.

This is what keeps her with him, repeating this cycle time and time again.

He held her face firmly. "You're not leaving. You're meant to be here, no matter how often we face this. You know you belong here, sweetheart." Blanca sensed her eyes welling up, which made his gaze become gentler.

He gently brushed the tears from her eyes. "I can't stand how you make me feel. I really hate you, you jerk." Jimmy smiled and pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek, causing her to shiver as she shot him an angry look.

He moved closer to her, his hand gently resting on her throat. "You don't hate me, Ma; you love me," he said softly in her ear. "You enjoy how I make love to you, how I touch you. Kissing every part of your body, pleasuring you until you cry out my name—no one else can do what I do." His voice grew deeper and more intense, rising above a whisper.

“Just face it mamas. You're addicted to me but don’t want to admit because you’re fucking stubborn baby.” What he said had hit her in the face so hard he was right she was addicted to him all of him to be honest. She did love the way he did all those things to her—it just made her soaked so bad.

He positioned her on the sink counter, spreading her legs apart. With one hand, he gently cradled her between her legs, rubbing against her folds, which made her jolt at his touch.

“You see how your body reacts to me baby?” His husky whispers made her shiver.

Jimmy inserted two fingers into her, moving them in and out in a steady rhythm as she moaned his name and tilted her head back.

“This pussy was made for me and only me mama.” His hand moved in circular motions along her back while he continued to push his fingers deep inside her, expertly hitting her sweet spot, causing her to arch her back in pleasure.

His lips lightly touched her neck, leaving gentle, lingering kisses as he noticed her responding to his touch. He felt her desire, the way she was fully aroused for him, and how she tightened around his fingers.

“Just like that mama, Pretty ass pussy. this pretty pussy soaking up my fingers good.” 

“F-fuckk.”

“Pretty girl.” This is how she remains with him, receiving compliments from him constantly.

His fingers curled inside her pulsating depths, making her see stars and cry out his name, proclaiming that she belonged to him and him alone.

“Look at me when you say it. Tell me you belong to me while I’m fucking this pussy.” She promptly obeyed, her eyes opening to connect with his rich brown gaze. As she bit her lower lip, she sensed his fingers increase their pace, causing her to arch her back in pleasure. “F-fuck, I’m yours. I’m yours J-Jimmy fucking hell.” She let out a soft cry, feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving her.

“Say it more, say it some more.” He growled as he pressed his fingers deeply into her wetness.

“Oh my goddd, I’m yours Jimmy. I’m fucking yours.” Her legs trembled, almost giving way, as he hit her thigh, telling her to keep her legs raised and apart. He maintained a steady rhythm, moving his fingers in and out.

Their lips met intensely as they surrendered to a passionate kiss—Blanca struggled to keep up, overwhelmed by the wave of pleasure that built inside her with each movement of his fingers, drawing her nearer to the brink of bliss.

As she clutched his fingers tighter, begging for release, her hands tugged at his shoulders. He felt her approaching the brink of pleasure, while his fingers expertly worked to stimulate her g-spot, driving her closer to climax.

The only noise in the atmosphere was the steady sound of his hand gently striking her soft skin as he expertly maneuvered his fingers in and out, moving with smooth elegance.

“Jimmy! Fuckkkk!” Blanca cried out as she sensed her body trembling.

“Make a mess on my fingers, pretty girl, do that shit.” Jimmy encouraged her. “C’mon mamas.”

She let go without hesitation, a deep moan escaping her as the force of her orgasm hit her like a strong wave. Her warm, creamy essence surrounded his fingers, causing her body to shudder from the increased sensitivity of his touch.

The liquid flowed down to her most private area as he softly moved his fingers in and out, keeping a slow pace before pulling them away.

He looked at his fingers, covered in the smooth cream, enjoying the flavor as he cleaned them off with his tongue before leaning in to kiss her lips.

“Just like I said before this pussy knows what she wants.” 

Blanca had completed her preparations for her date with Jimmy, but her mind kept drifting back to the incident that occurred between them at her best friend's house. She had already expressed her apologies for that before she stepped out of her home.

The impact of his words on her earlier today left her questioning herself. Was he truly right all along? She couldn't shake the feeling that his influence over her was undeniable, and that she was somehow hooked on it.

She struggled to accept that this would be their final encounter, as it would allow her to pursue her life on her own terms, free from his presence.

But did she really believe that?

Blanca spritzed her beloved perfume onto her skin, glancing at her phone to see it was nearly nine-thirty. As she made her way downstairs, she picked up her purse and house keys.

As she made her way downstairs, she veered into the kitchen, leaning over the table as she anticipated Jimmy's arrival to take her out on the date he had organized for them.

He had shared the video he recorded of their passionate encounter in Bianca's bathroom. As she watched, she noticed how he expertly captured various angles while being deeply immersed in her pleasure.

She bit her lower lip, captivated by his handsome reflection in the mirror while he drove her wild, her own voice echoing as she moaned his name passionately.

The rhythmic sound of their skin meeting echoed throughout the video. She turned off her hidden files in the gallery and noticed a text message from Jimmy appear on her screen.

She snatched her purse and tucked her phone and keys into it as she stepped outside. After shutting the door behind her, she noticed his HellCat parked in her driveway, and he emerged from the car, looking incredibly sharp.

Jimmy donned an all-black outfit, complemented by a Cuban link silver chain that hung around his neck. His earlobes were adorned with two piercings, and a Rolex watch graced his wrist. When he smiled, the gleam of his grills sparkled in the shadows, surprising her.

He went all out for this one.

She strolled in his direction while he gazed at her ensemble from head to toe. The way her white silk dress gracefully embraced her figure captivated him—he reached for her hand, eager to spin her around for a more complete look at her stunning outfit.

He brought his hand down with a sharp smack against her ass, the sound resonating in the stillness. Then, he wrapped her in a warm embrace, his hand gliding over her curves as he held her close, locking his gaze with hers.

“You look beautiful mama.” Jimmy spoke with a tone that was noticeably deeper than usual.

The charming compliments he showered upon her were yet another reason she found herself captivated and unwilling to leave; he had a remarkable talent for influencing her emotions.

“Thank you, you look handsome yourself.” She responded as he had leaned in for a kiss.

She gently pressed her lips against his, then pulled back, noticing the shine of her lip gloss on his lips. They separated as he moved to open the passenger door for her, allowing her to slide inside. After shutting the door, he hurried to the driver's seat.

As he climbed into the car, he noticed her already buckled in, watching him as he fastened his seatbelt while reversing out of her driveway—taking them toward their destination for the evening.

As Blanca looked out the window, the stars shimmered in the night sky, and the moon bathed the world in its soft glow. During their drive to the restaurant, she felt his hand lightly placed on her thigh, prompting her to steal a fleeting glance at him, cherishing the intimacy of the moment.

He appeared exceptionally dashing this evening; it's astonishing that someone like him could be so alluring. His charisma is ageless, and as he drove, Blanca felt herself completely enchanted by him.

“You done eye-fucking me?” Jey asked as she turned her head in a heartbeat.

“I-I wasn’t looking at you nigga.” Blanca responded with him caressing her thigh.

“But you were though mama, you don’t gotta lie to me.” He replied, glancing at her.

Blanca's stomach twisted in knots as he gently squeezed and caressed her thigh with one hand on the wheel—he looked incredibly attractive while doing it.

At the red light, Blanca felt his hand gently cradling her chin. She gazed into his warm, chocolate-brown eyes as his thumb softly brushed against her cheek, making her smile at the tenderness of his touch.

He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, the kiss quickly evolving into a flurry of tender pecks that left her feeling warm and giddy inside. Deep down, she knew she shouldn’t be enjoying this, but his effortless charm made it utterly irresistible.

As they separated, he found himself captivated by the beauty of her eyes, which sparkled even more from up close. Jimmy gently caressed her lips with his thumb, only to realize that the traffic light had changed to green.

The atmosphere between them was charged with tension as she sensed his hand gripping her thigh, the rhythm of his playlist pulsing softly in the background.

As they pulled into the restaurant's parking lot, Jimmy switched off the engine and exited the car. He walked around to her side and opened the door for her

Blanca took hold of his hand, sensing that the shadows in his eyes held a different depth this evening, though she couldn't quite decipher what it was.

He twirled Blanca to showcase her dress, then playfully delivered a gentle slap to her ass, causing her to yelp in surprise and burst into laughter. As he pulled her closer, she inhaled the delightful scent of his cologne—he smelled absolutely amazing.

Jimmy softly brushed his lips against her cheek and whispered a few words. “I want us to chill at my crib after dinner tonight.” 

“Jim—“ Jimmy encircled her throat with his hand, leaning in to silence her with a kiss before she could voice any objections about spending the night at his place.

The kiss was filled with a sense of ownership, as if he was reluctant to release Blanca, and she found herself enjoying it immensely—perhaps even more than she cared to admit—before finally breaking away.

“Don’t fight with me tonight Bia, let’s just chill.” Jimmy spoke, his voice lowering to a softer yet resonant tone.

Blanca simply nodded as he clasped her hand with his, and they walked into the restaurant side by side.

Following dinner, the ambiance was enriched by soft music playing in the background, while Blanca dozed off contentedly in the passenger seat. After indulging in a hearty meal at the restaurant, she had grown weary. Jimmy stole a few glances at her serene face, gently wiping away the drool that had escaped her lips. Noticing the chill in the air, he draped his hoodie over her legs to keep her warm.

Upon arriving home, he parked his car in the driveway. After turning off the engine, he gently shook Blanca, causing her eyes to flutter open. As she took in her surroundings, she realized they had reached his house.

A smile spread across his face as he gazed at her, sending a delightful flutter through her stomach.

“Hey, sleeping beauty. We are here.” Jimmy said.

“Is she here? If she is, I'm not dealing with her and you can take me back home.” Blanca said.

Jimmy sighed, “no she’s not here she’s working a late shift tonight and staying at a hotel for tonight so you don’t need to worry about her c’mon.” He released his seatbelt and unlocked the door, then moved to the passenger side to open it for Blanca. As she exited the car, he draped his hoodie over her shoulders, and she inhaled deeply, enveloped by the familiar scent that lingered on the fabric.

Blanca couldn't shake the thought: why was his girlfriend at a hotel? The question hung in her mind for a brief moment.

Jimmy closed the door and draped his arm around her shoulders as they made their way to his entrance. She stood by, waiting for him to unlock the front door, feeling the coolness of the evening air beginning to settle in.

He had seen her shivering which caused him to chuckle at her. “You should’ve brought some extra clothes to warm up your body baby.” Blanca hit him in his arm for teasing her. “Nigga hurry the fuck up and open the door please.” 

As soon as he opened the door, she brushed past him and stepped into his home. Upon entering, she was captivated by the stunning interior, which was beautifully designed. The furniture caught her eye; it looked so inviting and smooth that she could easily imagine herself drifting off to sleep on it.

Jimmy closed the door softly as he approached Blanca from behind, encircling her waist with his arms, prompting her to glance up at him. 

“Your house is beautiful. Did you pick the furniture out” Blanca said.

“Yep, every single piece of furniture in here you see I picked it out including the couch.” Jimmy responded. 

Blanca observed the fireplace in the living room, filled with freshly stacked wood. Even though she despised the man, the sight struck her as undeniably romantic.

“You wanna change into some comfortable clothes? I got some spare ones if you want to wear them.”

Was this really happening? She was staying the night at his house? What was she doing?

“Um, sure I don’t mind.” 

“A’ight, then little mama.” Jimmy released his hold on her waist and made his way to the laundry room at the back to grab a few of his spare clothes for her to wear while she slept.

Blanca settled onto the couch, lost in her thoughts as she awaited his arrival. Her mind wandered to the moments they shared—his hands exploring her body, his lips pressed against hers. Despite the intensity of their connection, she couldn't shake the feeling that his manipulative and possessive nature was deeply toxic.

Beneath the surface, she felt a conflicting mix of affection and resentment; it tore her apart both internally and externally. His words and actions were designed to hold her close, rather than allowing her the freedom to leave.

Each time he spoke, his words and sweet, melodic voice captivated her in a way she found impossible to articulate.

As she pondered, his footsteps broke her concentration as he approached, holding a bundle of clothes. "You can shower upstairs," he said, gesturing. "Just take a left, and you'll find the bathroom at the end of the hallway, okay?"

She stood up from the couch, nodding as she passed him, catching him stealing a glance her way while she ascended the stairs. Blanca adored the overall aesthetic of his home and the charming decorations that adorned every corner.

Her house felt like a warm sanctuary she returned to each night. Once she stepped into the bathroom, she closed the door and started to undress completely, letting her dresses fall to the floor as she neatly placed them into a well-organized, albeit dirty, bin he kept in there.

As she stepped into the shower, she turned on the water and began to cleanse her body with the extra rag he had provided along with her clothes. While lathering up with the body wash he kept in the shower, her thoughts drifted to him.

She despised it deeply—finding herself thinking of him when she knew she shouldn’t be here at all, or even entertain thoughts of him in the first place.

At her core, she was rooted in place, growing increasingly at ease, and that was the crux of Blanca's dilemma—becoming too cozy with a man who was undeniably toxic and possessive.

At that moment, she heard the door creak open and felt a gentle breeze wafting in from the open curtains, just as two powerful arms encircled her waist.

Jimmy pressed his lips against the nape of her neck, his body aligning with hers as he gently cupped her breasts, applying a soft squeeze.

“J-Jimmy.” Blanca said softly.

“What’s up baby?” His voice lowers to a rich, velvety tone that sends shivers through her, melting her resolve even against her better instincts.

She pivoted to meet his gaze, his tall frame towering over her petite stature. She could feel his hands firmly gripping her hips, his thumb gently gliding across the surface.

“What are we doing? What is this?” 

Jimmy kissed her forehead, “we are just chilling for tonight mama, I even got the fireplace started for us since it’s going to be chilly tonight.” 

She gazed into his eyes—those beautiful eyes—lost in a trance as she absorbed their depth. “What?”

“N-nothing.” She averted her eyes, turning away until he gently grasped her chin, bringing his lips to hers as they dove into a passionate kiss. It was a blend of intensity and tenderness, his hands gliding down to her ass, cradling her as he lifted her with ease.

She embraced him, her arms encircling his neck as her fingers wove through his curly hair.

Blanca's back pressed against the wall, feeling its coolness on her shoulder blades. She sensed his arousal as he moved against her.

As he entered her, she clung to him, wrapping his arms securely under her legs. he began to move deeply, causing him to mutter curses softly between their kisses. “Fuck, Blanca, Fuck.”

It made her feel lightheaded and tingly throughout her entire body.

Blanca rested on Jimmy's chest, his hands gently cradling her backside as soft snores slipped from her lips. He began to massage her ass in soothing circles, fully aware that such tender touches provided her with a sense of comfort and relaxation.

Jimmy struggled to see her face, as her hair was tousled and obscuring it. He gently brushed her hair aside to catch a clearer glimpse of her features—her lips were slightly parted, and he could see her body rising and falling rhythmically as she slept.

He had her firmly in his grasp, and there was no chance she would be walking away from him anytime soon. Even if she attempted to leave, he would always be there, constantly reminding her that she was meant to stay and that she belonged to him.

He had no intention of letting her slip away from him, regardless of how often she claimed to despise him. Deep down, he understood that she cherished their connection just as much as he did, even if she refused to acknowledge it—he could sense it in her every action.

Jimmy began to drift away from his feelings for Trinity; she simply wasn't meeting his needs, and their constant bickering only added to his stress. They would eventually reconcile, but it felt like an endless loop of conflict and resolution.

He consistently turned to Blanca because she never refused him or pushed him away. He thinks she doesn’t mind their arrangement and is willing to keep it going until she fully understands their situation.

He sensed Blanca moving in her sleep, nestling closer against his chest as his hand rested gently on her back. Just then, his phone buzzed, prompting him to pull it from his pocket and check a message from Trinity.

He glanced at Blanca briefly before returning his gaze to the message from Trinity.

Jimmy set his phone aside on the couch as he stood, gently holding Blanca in his arms. He then laid her down on the couch, tucking a blanket around her to keep her warm.

He softly kissed her forehead, tenderly tucking her hair behind her ear.

Jimmy picked up his phone and keys, slipping on a hoodie to ward off the evening chill as he stepped out the door and made his way to the hotel.

Eventually Blanca was going to end up seeing a video with Jimmy and Trinity sooner or later. And was she going to leave?

Main One.

a/n: this…this was a lot than I expected it to be and honestly ion think Blanca will leave him.

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below 

STAY UCEY.

B.I.T. 19

“Love isn't just butterflies and grand gestures; it's the quiet comfort of knowing you're understood.” ― Rendi Ansyah, 

OMNISCIENT| 

The airport was buzzing, filled with the low hum of rolling suitcases, gate announcements, and early morning yawns. Cleo, wrapped in a yellow cropped hoodie, black high-waisted leggings, and a pair of cozy Ugg boots, adjusted her carry-on strap as she walked alongside Trin, who was practically vibrating with excitement.

"I still can't believe your ass said yes!" Trin said for the third time since they cleared TSA.

Cleo smirked, sipping her iced coffee as she side-eyed her bestie. "If you say that one more time, I'm leavin' yo' dramatic ass right here."

Trin cackled, flipping her curls over her shoulder. "You can't get rid of me. You stuck."

Just ahead, Jon and Jey were walking shoulder-to-shoulder, Jey casually glancing back every few seconds—always checking for her. His fitted hoodie was pulled low over his head, black sweats hugging him way too well, a backpack slung over one shoulder.

As soon as Cleo caught up, he slowed his stride, falling in step beside her like his body naturally belonged near hers.

"Y'good, mama?" he asked, voice low and smooth, already laced with affection.

Cleo nodded, offering a small smile. "I'm good. Just tryna process that I'm actually on the road with y'all."

Jey smirked, licking his lips as his eyes lingered. "Well, get ready. This just the beginning ma."

The four of them sat in first class—bless Jon, Trin and Jey's frequent flyer miles.

Trin and Jon were seated across the aisle, already bickering playfully over who was gonna hog the armrest.

Meanwhile, Jey and Cleo had the back corner of first class—just them, tucked into the plush leather seats with dim lights and hushed conversations around them.

As the plane took off, the subtle pressure of altitude made Cleo's ears pop, but all she could focus on was the way Jey's hand had already slipped across her thigh, his thumb rubbing slow, lazy circles through the fabric of her leggings.

She glanced at him, eyebrow raised. "Sir."

Jey didn't even look guilty. He was leaned back, hood still on, gold chain peeking out, his lips curved into a half-smirk. "What?"

"You can't keep your hands off me for five minutes?" she teased.

"I told you," he murmured, voice dropping into that dark, honey-smooth register, "I've been waitin' to get you to myself. You really think I'm gon' act right now?"

Cleo's heart flipped, but she rolled her eyes to play it cool. "You lucky I like you."

Jey leaned in slightly, his hand traveling higher, just enough to make her thighs press together. "Nah, you love me," he whispered against her ear, breath warm.

Cleo's chest tightened at that word—he hadn't said it yet. Not fully. And neither had she. But in that moment?

It didn't matter.

She knew.

And he knew. But, it rolled off his tongue so effortlessly. So, she just let it be.

A hour into the flight, the cabin lights were dimmed. A few passengers were sleeping with eye masks on or curled under blankets. Trin was knocked out against Jon's shoulder, mouth slightly open, while Jon scrolled through his phone, completely unbothered.

Cleo and Jey were curled under a shared blanket, her legs draped over his lap, his hand resting on her bare calf.

She was leaned into him, the scent of his cologne—earthy, warm, him—soothing her more than any neck pillow ever could.

He occasionally kissed the top of her head, his lips brushing against her hair like a promise.

They didn't talk much.

They didn't have to.

Because the silence between them was comfort, not distance.

And Jey?

He still couldn't stop touching her.

A brush of fingers here. A kiss there. His thumb stroking her knee. The soft curl of his fingers at her waist. Like he needed to remind himself she was real. That she was his. That she was with him. 

And every time she caught his eye, he was already looking—like he couldn't help it.

Because he couldn't.

The plane hummed softly around them, cruising at 35,000 feet, but for Jey and Cleo? It felt like the world had shrunk to just their row.

The blanket had slipped halfway down their legs. Cleo's cheek rested against Jey's shoulder, her curls a soft cloud brushing against his hoodie. The dim light above their seat cast a warm glow, catching the sheen of her lip gloss and the slow rise and fall of her chest as she settled deeper into their moment.

Jey adjusted slightly, careful not to wake her if she was dozing—but her voice, sleepy and sweet, drifted up before he could.

"You still got that playlist I sent you?" she mumbled, her accent dripping like slow honey.

Jey glanced down, his arm curling tighter around her waist. "You mean the one you said was just a 'few songs' but ended up bein' like a hundred tracks deep?"

Cleo grinned without opening her eyes. "Mmhm. That one."

Jey chuckled low in his throat and pulled out one AirPod, offering it to her. "Lemme see if I got it."

He scrolled through his phone and tapped into the shared playlist titled:

"Late Night Vibes For the Soul🎶

The first note of a familiar melody began to fill the silence between them...

"Can I go on my way... without you? Whooa, can I know? "

Cleo opened her eyes and looked up at him, a soft smile curling her lips.

The Isley Brothers – Voyage to Atlantis.

That smooth bass line melted between them like warm butter. The guitars wept softly through the AirPods as Jey sank back into his seat, letting the groove wash over him.

Cleo sighed against him, one leg draped lazily across his thigh. "This one always makes me think of floatin'. Like, bein' in water that hug you back."

Jey turned his head, eyes soft. "That what I do for you?"

Cleo met his gaze, heartbeat skipping. "Kinda," she whispered. "A little bit."

Jey couldn't stop the smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth—slow, sure, shaken. He was falling for her and he damn sure knew it. And truly didn't care. 

The next track slid in seamlessly. A bounce in the rhythm.

Steel drums.

A dark, smooth voice cutting through the AirPods—deep, patois-laced, raw.

"And when you feel lonely I want you hold and hold me..."

Jey blinked, surprised. "Mavado?"

Cleo grinned again. "Yup."

Jey looked at her sideways. "This wasn't on here before."

Cleo bit her lip, giggling. "I added it a couple weeks ago. Forgot to tell you."

He shook his head slowly, staring at her like she had just cracked open something he wasn't ready for.

"Damn," he muttered, voice low and reverent. "You like reggae?"

"I love reggae," she said, dragging her fingertips lightly down his forearm. "Reminds me of water too. Like somewhere far... warm... a place I ain't been to yet, but wanna go to."

Jey leaned his head back, the beat thumping gently between them, and closed his eyes. "Aight, we gon' go."

Cleo tilted her head. Eyes slightly wide, "Go where?"

"Wherever that water is," he said, like it was already decided. "Somewhere it's just you, me, and this song."

She stared at him for a long, quiet second, the music still playing in their ears. The world outside the plane—the drama, the past, the pain—none of it mattered in that moment.

Just him. Just her. Just them.

Cleo leaned up slightly and pressed a kiss to the corner of his jaw. "You so damn sweet when you wanna be."

Jey smiled without opening his eyes, that dimple of his showing just barely.

"I don't even know what to do with you," he murmured. "But I ain't tryna let go."

Cleo felt that deep in her chest. And she didn't need to say anything.

She just slid her hand into his, laced their fingers, and let herself feel it.

Thirty-five thousand feet above the world, Joshua Fatu held her like she was the only thing that made sense.

And maybe she was.

Cleo's breathing slowed, her head tucked perfectly beneath Jey's chin, curls warm and soft against his neck. The playlist continued to hum gently through their shared AirPods—low, intimate, a soundtrack that now belonged to them.

The plane rocked slightly with turbulence, but she didn't stir.

Jey glanced down at her. Her lips were slightly parted, lashes resting peacefully against her cheeks, her brown skin glowing even under the dim cabin lights. One of her hands was still locked with his, her other draped across his chest like it belonged there.

And it did.

He adjusted slightly, pulling the blanket higher over her shoulder, cradling her against him. The scent of her shea butter and vanilla perfume lingered in his hoodie.

She was peace.

And damn, it was crazy how quick she'd gotten under his skin.

He knew they were still in the beginning stages, still figuring each other out—but his mind? His chest? His heart? Already way ahead.

She made him feel settled, like he had something to build on.

And in that moment, as the world existed thirty-five thousand feet below them, Jey allowed himself to wonder—

Could this be the one?

Could he really let himself finally have something this soft, this good, while still being the man he needed to be?

His phone buzzed lightly on the armrest, the vibration gentle against the leather. He carefully reached over, not wanting to wake Cleo, and glanced at the screen.

Jey stared at the message, jaw clenching just slightly.

His thumb hovered over the screen for a moment before he typed back.

He locked his phone, resting it face-down beside him with a slow exhale.

The air around him felt heavier now. Not bad—just real.

He loved his boys more than anything in the world, and it killed him every time he felt distance between them—especially when their mama was on her usual bullshit.

But Cleo stirred slightly in his arms, shifting just enough to nuzzle closer, like her body knew he needed grounding again.

Jey leaned his head back again, closed his eyes, and held her tighter.

Because right here, in this in-between sky of yesterday and tomorrow, with Cleo asleep on him and his sons waiting for him to come home—he was reminded of everything that mattered.

And he was gonna protect all of it.

With everything he had.

By the time the plane touched down at Logan International in Boston, it was a little after 11:45 AM, and the energy had shifted from soft and dreamy to strictly business.

The moment the wheels hit the runway, Jey sat up straighter, his entire vibe transforming. Jon had already opened the group chat with the production crew, and Trin was typing furiously into her phone as they moved through the terminal with a sense of urgency that could only mean show day.

Cleo, meanwhile, walked slightly behind them, hoodie pulled over her curls, her small carry-on trailing behind her. Despite being a bit jet-lagged and needing another shot of espresso, she was wide-eyed—soaking it all in.

Because this time?

She was fully stepping into their world.

They pulled up to the arena with a seamless check-in. Security already knew the Fatus—and by extension, Cleo was given a quick credential badge.

She clipped it to her hoodie and looked around at the massive behind-the-scenes layout. Carts of gear were being rolled in, production crates stacked high, talent walking in with headphones on, producers shouting into walkies.

The air buzzed with the scent of coffee, sweat, and stage fog.

Jon leaned over as they walked through the corridor. "You good, sis?"

Cleo nodded, still glancing around with a slow grin. "This like... seein' the kitchen of a real fancy-ass restaurant. I'm impressed."

Trin chuckled beside her, looping her arm through Cleo's. "Girl, just wait till you see Gorilla."

Cleo took it all in—the way makeup artists touched up faces under harsh vanity lights, how wardrobe crews were darting back and forth with gear bags, and how the Bloodline already had a quiet presence backstage.

They commanded space, without even trying.

And speaking of the Bloodline—

"Yo, Uce!" Jon grinned, nodding toward a corner where Joe–Roman to the world, stood in all his godlike, tribal-tatted glory, arms crossed, gear pants already on, hoodie half-zipped.

Beside him, Sefa–Solo leaned against the wall, sipping water, while Rami–Sami animatedly said something to a stagehand.

Jey smirked. "Let's go, baby." He laced his fingers with Cleo's and brought her forward.

Joe was the first to catch them, lifting his chin in recognition. "Well... so this the one, huh?"

Jey nodded proudly. "Yeah. This her."

Joe's expression shifted from his usual stoic to something softer—genuinely warm. He stepped forward, extending a hand. "Joe. It's good to finally meet you. Heard a lot about you."

Cleo smiled as she shook his hand, her voice smooth with her soft Texan twang. "All good things, I hope."

Joe smirked. "Depends on the day," he joked, throwing a look at Jey that made them all laugh.

Sefa stepped forward next, nodding coolly. "Wassup. I'm Sefa."

He was more reserved, quieter than his ring persona, but the second Jon slapped a hand to his shoulder and said, "Our lil' brother finally comin' outta his shell," he cracked a smile.

"Man, stop playin' with me," Sefa grumbled, trying to fight the grin.

Cleo giggled. "Y'all really just gon' roast each other like this?"

"Every time," Jey and Jon said in unison.

Then came Rami.

"Ohhh, wow," he said, eyes widening slightly as he reached out for a quick hug. "You're Cleo? The food videos? The voice? I love your accent!"

Cleo blinked, laughing. "Wait—you be watchin' my videos?"

"Girl, I follow you! Are you kidding me?" Rami gushed. "That honey garlic chicken? Changed my life."

Everyone cracked up at how genuinely excited he was.

"I told you this man a foodie," Jey teased.

Rami put a hand on his chest. "I'm a respectful foodie. And Cleo's food? Deserves respect."

Jey threw an arm over Cleo's shoulders and kissed her temple. "See, baby? You famous."

She smiled, leaning into him. "I'll cook for y'all one day. Just don't blame me if y'all start fallin' asleep after the mac and cheese."

"Too late," Joe said. "I'm already tryin' to figure out what excuse I can use to skip rehearsal now."

They all laughed again, and Cleo felt it—that comfort. That sense of being folded into something bigger, something real.

She wasn't just with Jey now.

She was part of the family–Mostly.

The hum of backstage energy continued like a heartbeat—buzzing lights, rapid footsteps, the distant thudding of someone warming up in the ring.

Jey led Cleo through the winding hallways, one hand tucked casually into the back pocket of her jeans, like he needed to keep a piece of her close while they moved through his world.

As they turned a corner, a waft of seasoned chicken, warm rolls, and fresh fruit hit Cleo's nose.

Catering.

Long tables were lined with silver food warmers and stations of everything from grilled veggies to pasta, with tired crew members and talent grabbing plates, hydrating, or laughing between bites.

Over by the windows, lounging around one table like they owned the room, sat a group of women Cleo instantly recognized—even without the makeup and the ring gear.

Trin, front and center, her legs crossed, still looking like a damn goddess. Beside her was Gionna (Liv Morgan) in an oversized tee and fuzzy socks, feet propped up on a second chair.  Natalya had a bottle of green juice and was mid-laugh, while Thea (Zelina Vega) animatedly scrolled through something on her phone. Briana (B-Fab), sleek platinum braids down her back, tapped her acrylics against her iced coffee while keeping an eye on the room.

Trin saw them before they even stepped into the space.

Her face lit up.

"Ayyyeeeee!" she called out, standing and waving Cleo over. "Bring your fine ass over here, girl."

Trin jumped up, hips swinging as she practically glided across the room, arms wide open. "Come here, girl!"

Cleo laughed as Trin wrapped her in a warm, sister-tight hug, rocking her side to side like they hadn't just flown in together a few hours ago.

Jey grinned, hands in his pockets, enjoying the sight—until Trin's voice cut through his moment.

"Alright, now give her here," Trin said, waving him off with a flick of her wrist. "She comin' to sit with us."

Jey's eyes narrowed in mock offense. "Hold up. I just got her back from Rami runnin' his mout—"

Trin held a hand up, already walking Cleo back toward the table. "And now you givin' her up. Boy, go grab a plate and sit somewhere. She'll find you later."

Jey scoffed but smirked anyway. "I want my girl back when you done, though."

Trin didn't even turn around. "You'll live." "Later, Cowboy." Cleo said over her shoulder with a small knowing smile. Jey bit his lip and shook his head before walking away.

Trin sat Cleo down beside her and gestured like she was introducing royalty. "Everybody, this is Cleo. My bestie since high school, my chef, my therapist, my heart. She also just dropped her first cookbook, thank you very much."

A chorus of impressed hums and "ooohs" filled the table.

"Wait, you're the one Jey's always talkin' about?" Thea asked, eyes wide and playful.

Briana leaned forward, smiling. "Girl, I follow your food page—I knew your face looked familiar."

"I been tryna recreate that baked mac and cheese you posted two months ago," Gionna added, twirling her fork. "Almost started a kitchen fire though."

Cleo laughed, her shoulders loosening a little more. "Y'all are wild. Thank you, though. That means a lot."

Natalya gave her a warm smile. "And Jey's completely wrapped around your finger. It's honestly adorable."

"Oh yeah," Briana nodded. "Sis, you got him out here actin' different."

Trin sipped her water and leaned back, grinning. "Go on, Cleo. Tell 'em how it happened. I ain't sayin' a word."

Cleo blinked. "Wait, now?"