A week later. | 06/22/2017

"I just go in there, shoot him, and I get ten grand?" Von asked, looking over at his childhood mentor, Cane.

"Yeah. You gotta make sure he dead though. A headshot." He told him, and Von looked out of the window of the tinted car they were in, at a house.

He couldn't believe what he was about to do. He'd been a trouble maker since he could remember, staying in fights and cursing out persons of authority, etc.; but taking a whole life was something he had never done before.

But for ten thousand dollars, he just didn't see how he could pass that up. He felt like he had to do what he had to do. If this was the beginning of his come up, then so be it.

Within a few minutes, he had slid through the backdoor of the dark house, everyone most likely asleep since it was two in the morning.

He walked through the hallway, the path seeming way longer than it was as he pondered on what he was about to do.

Entering the room that he was told to go in, he could see a man laying there, snoring loudly. Without thinking, he lifted his Glock 21, a long black cylinder shaped suppressor on it, sending a shot through the man's head, instantly killing him.

He didn't give himself time to access his actions or even look at the body, instead running out the house and getting back in the car.

"Was it easy?" Cane asked after fleeing the scene, making it out of the neighborhood without being spotted by any traffic cameras.

"Yeah." He muttered, looking out of the window. It actually was easy, it's just that now that it was done, it didn't feel as easy anymore.

The twenty minute drive back to Von's apartment complex for shorter than it was, too occupied in his thoughts to pay attention.

"Well, congratulations on yo first big check youngin'. Maybe we could get you into dealin' so you won't have to do that anymore. Take care of yo lil baby nigga." Cane passed him a stack of cash, and Von thanked him, getting out of the car.

Once he made it inside, he headed straight back to their room, taking a shower. After he got out, he'd pulled on some boxers, and was now climbing in the bed with Jayda.

He moved closer to her body, wrapping his arm around her, sighing to himself. He wanted to talk to her about what he'd done, but he wasn't sure how she'd take it.

"Jayda." He mumbled, pulling her body on top of his, and she frowned in her sleep, waking herself up.

"I tried to wait up for you, but I fell asleep like twenty minutes ago. Where were you?" She asked, and he didn't respond, pulling her down to lay on him.

"I love you so much." He told her, holding her body close to his.

"I love you too. What happened?" She held a curious frown on her face, searching over his expression. He didn't answer, and she sighed, knowing that he'd just shut himself down until he got over it.

"Well, how can I help? Are you hungry or something?" She asked, wanting to help with what he allowed her to.

"Just lay here with me." He mumbled, turning to lay on his side, making her do the same, then burying his face in her neck.

She wrapped her arms around him, sighing to herself. She soothingly rubbed his back, unsure of how she should help.

A look of confusion flashed across her face, feeling him leaving soft kisses on her neck. Once he lightly sucked the same spot, a low moan escaped her lips.

"Dayvon what are you doing?" She mumbled, a small frown on her face once he turned her to lay on her back.

"I need you. Please." He met her eyes, and she stared at him a few seconds, before nodding her head. He leaned down, pressing his lips against hers in a slow kiss.

Jayda grew nervous after her panties were removed, hoping that they wouldn't end up in the same position that they were in last week.

"I love you so much." He spoke against her lips, and she moaned in pain once his finger entered her opening. She hissed, letting him pump his finger in and out of her to get her used to it.

"You hear me?" He trailed kisses down her body, removing her bra, and she covered her chest, nervous as hell.

"I'm scared Dayvon." She softly mumbled, and he slid his finger out of her, making her moan.

"Open." He held her face, and though she didn't know what she was doing, she opened her mouth. He slid the same finger that was just inside of her into her mouth, and she moaned, caught off guard.

He groaned, his dick hardening in his boxers as he listened to her. He kissed her once more, sliding his tongue in her mouth, and she grabbed ahold of his face.

"You trust me?" He spoke against her lips, pulling his boxers off, and she purposefully avoided looking down so that she didn't scare herself.

"Yes." She truthfully spoke. She trusted him with her entire being, that was without a doubt.

He looked down, using the tip of his dick to rub down her slit, and she moaned at the feeling, becoming wetter.

Once he found her hole, he began to push himself into the opening, and she hissed, grabbing his waist.

"I don't think it'll fit Von." She frowned her face up, and he pushed more of himself in, groaning at the feeling.

"Von." She cried, stopping him by his waist, and he looked up at her, his natural frown softening.

"Come here baby. I'm sorry." He pulled her in for a kiss, holding her face as she slowly kissed him back. She gasped into the kiss as he continued to stretch her out, tears falling from her eyes.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked against her lips, and she sniffed, finally looking down to see.

"Will it hurt for long?" She mumbled, wiping her face and removing her eyes from their lower halves to look up at him.

"I don't think so. But if it do i'a stop, okay?" He pecked her lips, and she nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He began to carefully stroke her with half of his length, not wanting to push any further and hurt her. He refrained from moaning, obsessed with the feeling of her warmth around him.

He listened as she began to moan, meaning the pain was subsiding, and he looked down at her, watching her expression.

Her mouth fell agape, the pain being replaced with pleasure as he rolled his hips into hers at a slow pace.

Dayvon placed his lips against her, groaning as she released breathless moans, holding on to his body for comfort.

"I love you fat mama." He mumbled, and she moaned, feeling a knot forming in her stomach.

"I love you. Oh my god." She whimpered, not familiar with this feeling, but in love with it.

"Fuckkkk." He moaned out, and her legs began to lightly tremble, throwing her head back. He leaned down, sucking the side of it, making her moan as well.

"Baby I-I think I'm cumming Von." She held a small pout on her face, running her hand down his back, wanting to stop him but it felt too good.

"Me too. Awn fuckkk." He groaned, beginning to plunge deeper inside of her, and she cried out, feeling as if something popped inside of her.

Von looked down, rubbing against her clit, and she let out a loud moan, her legs trembling.

"Baby I'm cumming. Mm, fuckkk." He moaned in her ear, his movements halting as his nut released from his tip, spilling into her.

"Oh my goddd." She cried, cum squirting from between her legs, and he groaned as he watched, continuing to rub her clit.

"Oh my god, shit. Shit, shit, shit." She lifted her lower half from the bed, moaning as Von's tongue slid in her mouth.

"I love you. Mm, fuck." He said against her lips, and she lowly gasped, creaming around his length, scratching lightly at his back, overwhelmed.

"I love you. Did you cum?" She mumbled, holding his face after calming down, and he nodded, a smile on his face.

"You didn't feel it?" He slowly pulled himself out of her, and her face frowned up at the emptiness.

"I didn't know what it was. We have to go and get a plan b from the store." She chuckled, and he did as well, wrapping his arms around her, picking her up and standing to his feet.

"Can we go again later? I'm tired now." She mumbled, already missing the feeling of him being inside of her.

"Yeah baby. And thank you. Are you okay?" He asked, placing her on the toilet so that the liquids could fall out of her.

"Yes. You're welcome." She held on to his hand, closing her eyes as she peed.

"You so pretty." He leaned over to kiss her face, and a shy smile spread across her lips, pecking his twice.

"Thank you. I love you." She told him, meeting his eyes, seeing that he was already staring at her.

"I love you so much more."

Okay one more lil prologue thing