"Cuz I'm a player, that's why!"

He was at the studio with his sister Tennille, and she was giving him the business for trying to hook up with her cutie assistant Bryony. She was only the third assistant she had since he knew his sister. For some reason, not one lasted with her long.

"You will not put your peen on my assistant."

Tennille already shooed off Bryony since she was all giggly and flirting with him while they were trying to finish writing a song. Bryony was dark chocolate, his favorite kind, with a short pixie cut and thick in all the right places. Young too, only nineteen and had a nice job running after his sister.

He def was hitting that.

"Sis, Imma put more than my dick on her, up in her, and all around her. Don't hate the playa, hate the game."

"Ugh! I don't see why all these girls think you're cute, you're not all that, I'm all that." She tossed some of her long weave, even though his sis had a head full of her own hair that was just as long as the weave she wore. "You need to stop playing around with them before one cut your little pew pew off."

"My little wha? Okay, stop making up words, sis," he laughed at her. "I know Ms. Freak Momma, ex-stripper not talking. I heard about you."

"Old me, this is the new me, better recognize."

New Tennille still sang those freaky songs, so bump what she was saying. He wrote her what he knew would be one of her freakiest songs to date. "Get it at 5" was about getting off work and jumping on the dick. Have that man waiting for her, dinner served then dick on a platter.

It was not weird for him to write a sex song for his sister, from the female perspective. It was wild he knew what women wanted, he just was not the guy to give it to them.

After they got the words done, he tried to find good beats for it. That was taking all night, so they left it unfinished and he headed to his crib. Not wanting to be alone, he called old girl up and she was eager to dip by his place.

He showered so he would be smelling good, then put on pajama bottoms and nothing else. He knew he was getting in them panties, no need to get fully dressed.

"Hey CJ," Bryony greeted when he opened the door for her.

"Girl, why are you looking this sexy?"

"Your sister going to kill me if she knows I'm over here."

"I won't tell if you won't tell."

She must have known what was up because she was already salivating in the mouth looking him over. She dropped her purse on his couch and kicked off the heels she wore.

"You're so fine."

"I know," he said, taking her hand. "Come on in my bedroom."

Soon as the door was closed, her hands went inside his pants, grabbing hold of him and caressing.

"Come on baby, slow down, we have all night." Even though he wanted to get to it as well.

"I'm sorry I just...can't believe you want to be with me. CJ you can have any girl you want. You're fine and you can sing!"

"You like working for my sister?" he asked, pulling off her shirt.

"Yeah, it's okay. She has me signing NDAs I can't speak on nothing I do for her, she said even to her family."

"Oh word?" He wondered what dirt Tennille was doing. He was not gonna put the girl in jeopardy of losing her job, knowing if he blinked hard enough Tennille would fire her just because.

"You want me to sign an NDA about what I'm about to do to you?"

"Do what?"

Without further ado, Bryony was on her knees and he was in her mouth. Sucking dick like a good little girl. Now he knew he said Venetia was the best at it, but now Bryony was giving her a run for her money. Magic touch, or magic throat he should say. The way she gobbled him down, he needed to put her on his payroll.

He grabbed the sides of her head, holding her in place while her tonsils vibrated on his dick. He was not sure how anyone would top that.

She was doing so well, he might have to make her permanent on the roster and not a one-time link up.

"Please tell me the dick is good, baby," she said when she crawled into bed later.

"Turn that ass over, I need to hit it from the back."

There was something about doggy style he loved the best. Maybe it was facing that round ass while he thrust inside. The contrast of her dark skin and his light skin drove him mad. The way she arched her back and twerked on his dick.

Even with a condom on, he could tell she was so wet and dripping everywhere. He did not want to stop tearing her pussy up. Then he had her on her back, her legs thrown over his shoulders as he humped the shit out of her and she screamed like it was the best ever.

They were not done yet.

Then she flipped him over on his back and climbed on top, riding on his dick like she was trying to fuck him into oblivion.

He closed his eyes and imagined what other positions he was about to put this girl in. This was definitely the best night of his life.

Till it wasn't

Before he could even realize what she was doing, Bryony pulled off his condom and started riding him raw. It felt so good, when he came inside of her, he knew something was wrong.

He jumped off the bed.

"What the fuck did you do?"

She grinned at him, still holding the condom in her hand.

"I figure having a Kelly baby would be worth millions."

This bitch was crazy. Trying to get pregnant on purpose? He knew there were women out there like that, but this was crazy. He was not trying to have a kid, and definitely with someone as scandalous as her.

"The fuck you think this is? Why the fuck would you do that? Are you insane? You better take a morning after pill or something."

"Ha!" she said with a chuckle, laying back in his bed as if she was making her home there. "You know that is illegal in Missouri right? And no abortions."

"Fuck that! I will drive your ass across state lines. You fucking bitch! Crazy ass bitch!" He pulled his pants on. "Get the fuck out of my place."

"Nope. You're gonna have to pay my ass."

What the hell was he going to do? How did he get himself into this situation? Oh, that's right, he let his dick do his thinking.

What was he going to do?

A/: Poor CJ. I don't feel sorry for him at all. He has to learn his lesson somehow.