summary: Treasure knew better than to fall for pretty words. She already had a man at home, even if the relationship been dead for a minute. But when quiet, observant Jimmy Uso starts slipping into her space during late nights out with her girls, she finds herself craving the one thing she swore she wouldnât fall for again: A man who knows exactly what to say. And sugar talking can only sweeten a bad situation for so long.
fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED
warnings: explicit content, solo-masturbation, finger-fucking.
word count: 14.k (another lengthy one)
smut warning: itâll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it Iâm not really good at writing âđ˝ smuts but I am improving at the moment
comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. đ¤
ALSO! I donât not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.
I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios
again mdni you have been warned.
title inspired by the song âSugar Talkingâ by Sabrina Carpenter
thanks to my friend @charmed-dreamssss for helping me with the summary đŤśđ˝
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Chicago, Illinois - 9:47AM Jimmyâs house.
At 9:47 am, the sun was rising and a cool breeze flowed from the vents in Jimmy's house. Sunlight streamed through the curtains in his bedroom, and he could hear birds chirping outside. Jimmy had his strong arm wrapped around Treasure's waist, resting his chin on her shoulder, sleeping soundly like a bear.
The events of the previous night had exhausted Treasure, leaving her completely still in her sleep. This made Jimmy pull her closer, as if afraid she might slip away.
She turned to face him, burying her face in his neck just as his eyes began to flutter open. Looking down at her sleeping form, he fully woke up and reached for his phone on the nightstand beside him.
As he rubbed his eyes to clear the sleep, he noticed a message from Jey and several from Liv.
Three messages from Josh đŤĽ
Two messages from LivđŹ
JoshđŤĽ: wake yo ass up fool
JoshđŤĽ: u and treasure make up?
JoshđŤĽ: dawg
He rolled his eyes, typing his thumbs away.
JimmyđŠś: donât pmo itâs too early in the morning Josh
JimmyđŠś: and yea we made up we good now
JoshđŤĽ: make up sexxxxx đđ
Jimmy chuckled while grinning.
JimmyđŠś: stfu bro đđI swear yo ass is annoying đ
JoshđŤĽ: Iâm just saying dawg at least yall made up unlike how you with olâ girl yal were so toxicÂ
JimmyđŠś: you mean she was toxic I didnât do shit and she still acted a foolÂ
Just thinking about it made him uncomfortable.
JoshđŤĽ: yeah she was hella toxic but Iâm glad u with someone who actually gives a fuck fr frÂ
He looked down at Treasure, seeing her face all smushed up in his neck with her arms tucked in like a dinosaur.
JimmyđŠś: yeah but imma catch u at the gym laterÂ
JoshđŤĽ: aight then twin
After finishing his text to Jey, he quickly moved on to Livâs message, replying that Treasure was doing wellâthen he set his phone back on the nightstand.
Once that was done, he instantly wrapped his arm around Treasureâs waist, pulling her in closerâalmost smothering her since she was already so near.
His hand slid down to her backside, giving her a few gentle rubs, squeezing just a bit, and he heard a soft whine escape her lips that made him laugh.
All he could think about was the events of the previous night, replaying them repeatedly in his mind.
Fingers tangled up in his curlsÂ
Making her make a mess on his face
It affected him, making him crave more of her. He felt his erection straining against his sweats, prompting him to adjust himself slightly.
Jimmy glanced down at Treasure, who was still asleep and unaware of what was going on. He carefully removed his arm from around her waist and slowly got out of bed to avoid waking her.
As he stood up, he stretched and noticed his erection was quite prominent. Reflecting on the previous night stirred his desire even more.
He made his way to the door, closing it behind him as he walked down the hallway to the bathroom. Once inside, he turned on the light and shut the door, hearing it click shut.
Approaching the shower, he loosened his sweats, pulling them down along with his PSD boxers, and watched as his seven-inch erection sprang out, hitting his stomach like a boomerang.
He leaned his back against the cool bathroom tile, letting out a heavy breath as his hand wrapped around himself. The friction felt good, but it was nothing compared to the memory of her skin.
âF-fuck, T-treasure.â Jimmy moaned softly.
Every time he closed his eyes, he could still taste her, the vivid image of last night flashing behind his eyelids. He picked up the pace, his thumb rubbing over the head as he let out a low groan, wishing it was her hands tangled in his hair instead of his own.
He kept his eyes locked on the shower wall, entirely lost in the thought of how she had whined when he touched her, using that exact memory to drive himself faster until he was right on the edge.
His breathing turned into shallow, ragged pants, his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping himself. He closed his eyes again, visualizing the exact way Treasure looked underneath him, her hips moving against his, making a total mess.
âOh fuck, Iâm finna nut. Ohh shit.âÂ
That thought broke him. A choked-off groan escaped the back of his throat as his body went rigid, spilling all over his hand and the floor. He leaned his head back against the wall, chest heaving as the intense rush slowly rippled out of him.
âJesus fucking Christ, what is this girl doing to me?â he said to himself.
After a minute of just breathing, he finally shook himself out of it, reached over to turn the shower dial to hot, and stepped into the steam to wash off.
Meanwhile, in his bedroom, Treasure woke up from her sleep, stretching her body and letting out a soft groan as she searched for Jimmy in the sheets, but he was not there.
Rubbing her eyes to clear her vision, she realized he was missing. Hearing the shower running down the hallway, she lay on her back and reached for her phone that was beside her.
Upon unlocking it, she noticed Giovanni had called her about ten times, leaving voicemails and a few text messages as well.
Giovanniâs voicemail: baby Iâm sorry can you come home so we can talk about this? I didnât mean to put my hands on you. You know I wouldnât do that to you baby. Thatâs not me you know thatâs not me baby.
She scoffed at his voicemail.
She didnât even know him anymoreÂ
She didnât even know the man she was dating anymoreÂ
Recalling how Giovanni pulled her hair, and her pleas for him to stop that he ignored, truly shattered her heart.
Treasure felt no desire to read his messages, aware that he was just making one excuse after another. If she was honest, she was tired of it.
She chose to ignore his messages, noticing that Liv had sent her a text.
Two messages from LivđŹ
LivđŹ: goood morninggggg girlyyyy
LivđŹ: did yall make up?
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: good morningÂ
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: and yea we did make up
Last night's memories rushed back to her, repeating in her mind. The way Jimmy's tongue moved around her clit, savoring her as if she were his final meal, left her craving more of him.
His big hands feeling all over her body.
But didnât know how to say itÂ
Or didnât have the courage to tell him
LivđŹ: yasss thatâs what I love to hear girl u have to spare me the detailsÂ
Treasure rolled her eyes with a grin on her lips.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: u always want the detailsÂ
LivđŹ: well duhhh girl I need to know everything did he at least take care of u?
Oh he took care of her alright very well.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: yes he didÂ
LivđŹ: good just had to make sure he wasnât lying when I texted his ass buuut did that fool Gio texted u?Â
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: đđ yeah that nigga did left hella text messages and miss calls even a few voicemails just lying his ass offÂ
LivđŹ: omfg heâs annoying already but I wouldnât text him back at all after what he did yesterday
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: yeahÂ
She didn't even want to think about Giovanni anymore when sheâs sleeping in Jimmyâs bedâwearing his clothes that fit her like a gown.
LivđŹ: u got any plans today?
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: hmm not sure unless Jimmy wants to do something then yeah
LivđŹ: ouuu love when a man plans thingsÂ
She shook her head as she heard the door open, looking up to see Jimmy entering the bedroom with a towel wrapped low around his waist and another damp towel for his hair.
Her eyes took in every detail of him.
From his wet skin glistening in the sunlight streaming through the curtains, to his abs peeking out, and the tattoos shining in the light.
She was captivated by how handsome he looked that morning, especially when he smiled, making her melt instantly.
Jimmy noticed her admiring him and shook his head with a grin as he walked toward her. When he sat on the bed, it dipped under his weight as he leaned back, his eyes never leaving hers.
âGood morning, mama.â Jimmy said.
âGood morning.â Treasure replied.
She began feeling all shy all over again covering her face.
He chuckles. âWhat mama?â
She shakes her head. âN-nothing.â
He didnât believe her, extending his hand to draw her closer, which made her yelp and laugh simultaneouslyânow finding herself on his lap with his hands on her hips to keep her steady.
She had never been this near him while he was unclothed, with just a towel covering his face and his damp, messy curls falling into his eyes.
Her gaze shifted from his face to his body, as if she wanted to reach out and touch him, but hesitated.
Jimmy took notice saying something. âYou can touch me ma, Iâm not gon bite.â
âY-you sure?â She asked softly.
âYes baby, you can touch me all you want. Iâm not going anywhere.â He replied.
That was her signal to explore his body up close. She placed her hands on his tattooed chest, rubbing down to his stomach and back up to his chest again.
Next, her small hands moved to his face, her fingers gliding over his wet beard, her thumb brushing his lips. She pushed his messy curls aside to see him better.
He looked dangerously attractive for no reason.
Now, her fingers were tangled in his curls, massaging his scalp as she heard him groan, the sound making his chest rumble. Treasure felt his face against her neck while she continued to massage his scalp.
âDoes this feel good?âÂ
âToo good mama, keep going.â
Treasure kept massaging his scalp as his hands slipped inside her shirt, rubbing her backâhe placed a wet kiss on her neck that sent an electric shock down her spine.
âWhatâchu.â Kisses her neck. âWanna.â Kisses her neck again. âDo.â Kisses. âToday ma?â
He looked up at her with those almond-shaped puppy-like eyes keeping his arms wrapped around her waist.
âHmm, I donât knowâŚmaybe go shopping?â She says.
âShopping huh?â he said, amused, squeezing her ass playfully.
Treasure kept massaging his scalp in a lazy manner while she felt him gently pressing his lips against her jawline.
âYeah, maybe get some new things there.â
âYou gonâ let me spoil you?â
Itâs been a while since sheâs been spoiled by someone else other than Giovanni before he lost his job, so she felt unsure about it.
She didnât have an answer.
âHm mama?â Jimmy asked.
âHm?â Treasure responded with a soft hum.
âI said you gonâ let me spoil you?â He says.
âI donât know jimmyâŚitâs been a while since Iâve been spoiledâŚI donât want you to spend all your money on me.â She replied.
Jimmy looked up at her smiling. âMa, let me spoil you. You too pretty not be spoiled.â
âLet me do it please?â She couldnât say no, especially the way he added that âpleaseâ to his sentence made her sigh deeply.
âOkay, okay. Iâll let you spend your money on me.â Treasure said.
He kisses lips a few times before pulling back.
âGood, now bring yoâ pretty ass here.â Thatâs when he had stood up holding her up by her legs causing her to giggle as her arms were around his neck feeling her back hitting the cool sheets of his bed.
He floated above her chain, which swayed softly as he positioned himself between her legs, their fingers intertwined and her legs around his waist.
Feeling his weight on her like this, their foreheads touching and noses brushing, he placed gentle kisses on her cheek.
Another kiss followed, moving from her jawline down to her neck, causing her to squirm beneath himâtrailing back to her lips, where they exchanged a few pecks while gazing into each other's eyes.
Treasure tilted her head, freeing her fingers from his hold to wrap her arms around his neck as they passionately kissed in his bedâhis tongue slipping into her mouth, making the kiss messy.
Jimmy secured his strong arms around her waist, ensuring she wouldnât slip away from him.
âla'u pepe aulelei o a'u uma.â He muttered.Â
He let his tongue swirl inside her mouth while she tangled her fingers in his messy curls. He slowly released her waist and began to lift her long shirt, which was his, to get a glimpse of her body.
As soon as she sensed him lifting her shirt, she pulled back from the kiss, removing his hands from the fabric, feeling a wave of insecurity.
His expression on his face softened. âWhatâs wrong mama?â
âI-IâŚdonât want you to seeâŚmy bodyâŚâ
Treasure was never insecure about her body until Giovanni said something about it, ever since then sheâs lost confidence.
She avoided eye contact with him, not saying anything.
âLook at me baby.â Jimmy said.Â
Searching something in those dark brown eyes of his.
âYouâre beautiful baby you hear me? Donât let nobody, not even that fool tell you otherwise, like look at you. How can a man like Giovanni fumble something like this huh?â Jimmy kisses her lips trailing it down to her jawline, then her neck until he reaches her chest fingers tugging in her shirt.
She gazed down at him innocently nibbling on her bottom lip.
âsei ou vaai pepe.â God the way he spoke in his language did something to her that made her obey everything he was saying.
He gently lifts her long shirt that he allows her to sleep in, revealing her stomach. He continues to pull it up until her perky breasts are visible.
He licked his lips at the view of her bare body before him, seeking her permission to touch her perky breast.
âY-you can touch meâŚâ Treasure stumbles, feeling her cheeks getting red.
âYeah baby?â Jimmy asked.
This allowed him to plant soft kisses on her chest before taking hold of her breast.
He massaged both breasts, teasing her nipples until he took her left breast in his mouth while continuing to massage the other, making her arch her back and moan his name.
âJ-jimmy!â She moans.
He swirled his tongue around the nipple while watching her squirm and throw her head back against the pillow.
As he pulled away, he heard a popping sound from his lips as he did the same to her right nipple.
âlalelei susu faapena pepe.â He groaned.
Treasure sensed a warm puddle forming between her legs as Jimmy caressed her breasts. The way his eyes darkened with desire excited her more than anything elseâshe was aware of his arousal beneath the towel he had tied around his waist.
âJ-jimmy b-babyâŚp-please.â A nickname slipped through her lips as he paused for a moment looking at her.
She just called him baby.
âWhatâchu say mama?â
âI-I, it s-slipped out!â
Jimmy had a smirk on his lips. âNah, youâve been wanting to say that since you met me.â
She covered her face once again feeling embarrassed as she heard him chuckle at her shyness.
âYouâre so cute when youâre shy. You know that Ma?â Jimmy said.
âStopp jimmy.â Treasure whined, letting her country accent slip.
Treasure removed her hands off her face glaring at him. âStop mocking me.âÂ
âMe? I did that?â He said jokingly, pointing a finger at himself.
She scoffed. âYes you, Iâm talking to you.â
âDidnât know you were talking about me.â He could see her pouty face as he pressed a soft kiss on her pouty lips. âIâm playing baby.â
They kissed a few more times before locking eyes with each other as Jimmy moved her hair to the side of her ear.
âYou wanna sleep some more before we head out?â
Treasure nodded her head. âYeah, just for a little bitâŚcan we stay like this?â
âOf course, baby, whatever you want.â
With that, Jimmy had laid his head on her chest, wrapping his arms around her waist underneath her while she wrapped hers around his neckâher manicured nails rubbing against his back.
Before long, Treasureâs eyes grew heavy again. Jimmyâs warmth and the soothing circles he drew on both ends of her hips with his thumbs lulled her right back to sleep. He followed soon after, arms locked around her like he had no plans of letting go anytime soon.
The mall was buzzing with the usual weekend crowd, but Treasure barely noticed any of it. Jimmyâs hand stayed low on her back the entire time they walked, occasionally slipping under the hem of his oversized hoodie to brush against her bare thigh. Every time he did it, a little spark shot straight between her legs.
They wandered into a few stores, but it was when they stepped into Bath & Body Works that the air changed.
The moment the doors opened, a wave of sweet, fruity, and floral scents hit her all at once â vanilla, coconut, strawberry, warm amber. The store was bright and colorful, shelves lined with lotions, body sprays, candles, and scrubs. Treasureâs eyes lit up a little as she started browsing the displays.
Jimmy stayed close behind her, one hand resting on her hip as she picked up a bottle of Warm Vanilla Sugar body lotion and brought it to her nose.
âMmm⌠this one smells good,â Treasure murmured, turning to show him.
Jimmy leaned in, took the bottle from her hand, and squeezed a little onto his fingers. Without asking, he gently grabbed her wrist and started rubbing the lotion into the back of her hand and up her forearm in slow circles.
âSmells sweet,â Jimmy said, voice low as he worked the cream into her skin. âJust like you.â
Treasure bit her lip, watching the way his big hands looked against her smaller ones. The lotion was warm and silky, and the way he was rubbing it in felt way more intimate than it shouldâve in the middle of a store.
He brought her wrist up to his nose and inhaled deeply, eyes half-lidded.
âYeah⌠this oneâs dangerous,â he murmured. âMight have to buy the whole set so I can rub it on you later.â
Her cheeks warmed as she glanced around to make sure nobody was paying attention to them. Jimmy didnât seem to care. He picked up another scent â something warm and spiced â and held it out to her.
âSmell this one too, mama. I wanna see which one I like better when itâs all over your body.â
He was standing close now, chest almost touching her back, his voice low enough that only she could hear him. His fingers kept lazily stroking the lotion into her skin while he waited for her reaction.
Treasureâs heart was beating faster. She could already imagine him rubbing lotion all over her later⌠and she had a feeling he was thinking the same thing.
Her eyes scanned the colorful shelves, and she bit her lip as she grabbed a few more bottles. She was already feeling warm from the way Jimmy had rubbed that first lotion into her skin like he was marking her.
She turned to him with a small, playful smile and held up a creamy white bottle.
âThis oneâs called Warm Vanilla Sugar⌠I already like it,â she said softly, then reached for another. âBut smell this one too.â
She picked up a soft pink bottle â Strawberry Pound Cake â and squeezed a little onto her inner wrist. Before she could even offer it, Jimmy gently took her hand and brought her wrist up to his nose. He inhaled slowly and deeply, eyes locked on hers the whole time.
âMmm⌠that oneâs sweet as hell. Smells like something Iâd wanna lick off you.â
Her cheeks burned. She quickly grabbed another bottle â this one a warm, golden Amber & Vanilla â and rubbed a little on the side of her neck. Jimmy didnât even wait. He stepped in close, one hand sliding around her waist under the hoodie as he leaned down and pressed his nose right against her neck, breathing her in.
âFuckâŚThat oneâs dangerous. Makes me wanna bury my face right here.â
Treasureâs breath hitched. She could feel his warm breath on her neck, his fingers lightly stroking the bare skin of her waist under his hoodie. Her nipples tightened under the thick fabric, and her pussy gave a needy little throb.
She tried to stay focused, reaching for one more â a rich Coconut Milk lotion. She squeezed some onto her fingers and held her hand out to him.
Jimmy took her hand again, but this time he didnât just smell it. He slowly rubbed the lotion into her palm, then slid his fingers between hers, massaging it in while staring at her with dark, hungry eyes.
âYou keep picking shit thatâs gonâ have me wanting to taste you in the middle of this store,â Jimmy said quietly, only loud enough for her to hear. âYou doing that on purpose, mama?â
Her heart was racing. She could feel how wet she was getting between her thighs, especially with how close he was standing and how his hand kept casually slipping under the hoodie to touch her bare skin.
She looked up at him with those same innocent eyes from earlier and whispered, âMaybeâŚâ
Jimmyâs jaw flexed. He leaned in closer, lips brushing her ear.
âKeep picking scents then. But just know⌠every one you make me smell on you, Iâm rubbing it on a different part of your body when we get home.â
Treasureâs cheeks were burning hot. The way Jimmy was rubbing that Coconut Milk lotion into her skin, the low rumble of his voice in her ear, and the filthy promise he just made about rubbing every scent on different parts of her body later⌠it was too much.
She quickly pulled her hand back, heart racing as she glanced around the store to make sure no one was watching them. Her thighs pressed together under the oversized hoodie, trying to calm the ache that had started building between her legs again.
She cleared her throat softly and looked down at the bottles on the shelf, pretending to read the labels even though her mind was still spinning.
âUm⌠we should probably start heading to your mom's house, right?â Treasure said, voice a little higher than usual as she tried to change the subject. âShe wants to have mother-daughter quality timeâ
He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by how fast she was trying to switch gears. He didnât move back, though. He stayed right where he was, one hand still resting low on her waist under the hoodie, thumb slowly stroking her bare skin.
âYeah⌠we can head that way in a minute, but you was just picking out all these scents for me. You donât wanna grab a couple before we go?â
Treasure bit her lip, still avoiding his eyes as she picked up the Warm Vanilla Sugar lotion again and held it out like a peace offering.
âThis oneâs nice. We can get this and the strawberry one if you want. Theyâre not too strong.â
Jimmy chuckled softly, that deep sound vibrating through her as he took the bottle from her hand. He leaned in close again, lips brushing her ear.
âYou shy now?â Jimmy murmured, clearly enjoying it. âYou let me suck on your titties this morning, now you canât even look at me in the middle of Bath & Body Works?â
Treasureâs face got even hotter. She lightly pushed at his chest with one hand, trying to create a little space between them.
âJimmy, stop,â Treasure whispered, half-laughing but still flustered. âPeople are gonna hear you.â
He grinned, finally giving her a little mercy as he grabbed the two lotions she picked and a matching body spray.
âAight, aight. Iâll behave⌠for now.â He leaned down and kissed her temple. âBut we still getting these. And when we get home later, Iâm keeping my promise.â
Treasure didnât say anything back. She just nodded, still shy, and followed him toward the register, her hand slipping into his as they walked.
After leaving Bath & Body Works with a small bag in hand, they continued walking through the mall. Jimmy kept Treasure close the entire time, one of his large hands resting low on her back, fingers occasionally slipping under the hem of his oversized hoodie to brush against her bare thigh or the curve of her ass. Every time he did it, Treasureâs stomach fluttered.
They stopped at Foot Locker first. Jimmy browsed the wall of sneakers while Treasure stood beside him, shifting from foot to foot. The cold air from the vents kept brushing against her bare legs and making her very aware that she wasnât wearing anything underneath the hoodie.
Jimmy glanced over at her and smirked.
âYou cold, mama?â already knowing the answer. He stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest while he looked at shoes over her shoulder. His hands stayed on her stomach, thumbs slowly rubbing circles just below her breasts.
âPick out a pair you like, Iâll get âem for you.â
Treasure shook her head quickly, cheeks warming. âYou donât have to do thatâŚâ
âI know I donât,â he said, giving her waist a little squeeze. âI want to.â
They left Foot Locker a few minutes later with a fresh pair of shoes for her.
Next was Kay Jewelers. The bright lights and sparkling displays made Treasure slow down. Jimmy noticed and gently tugged her inside. He stood behind her while she looked at the cases, his front pressed lightly against her back.
She pointed at a simple silver necklace with a small heart pendant. Before she could say anything, Jimmy was already waving over the sales associate.
âWeâll take that one,â Jimmy said smoothly, then looked down at her with a small smirk. âSo you got something to wear when Iâm not around⌠and something to remind you who you belong to right now.â
Her face burned. She tried to hide her smile by looking down at the glass case.
From there, they headed to Windsor. Treasure browsed the racks of dresses and cute tops while Jimmy leaned against a pillar nearby, arms crossed, watching her with dark eyes. Every time she held something up, he gave his honest opinion â usually something that made her flustered.
âThat oneâs short as hell,â he said when she held up a little black dress. âI like it. You should try it on so I can see how it looks when I bend you over later.â
âJimmy!â Treasure hissed under her breath, glancing around to make sure no one heard him. He just chuckled and kept staring at her like he was already undressing her in his mind.
Finally, they made it to Hot Topic â her favorite store.
The second they walked in, Treasureâs face lit up. The loud music, the dark aesthetic, the racks of band tees, anime merch, and alternative clothing instantly made her feel at home. She started moving from display to display with more energy, touching hoodies and graphic tees while Jimmy followed behind her, amused.
He watched her get excited over a few things, then leaned down and spoke quietly near her ear.
âGo ahead and grab whatever you want, baby. Iâm paying.â
Treasure looked up at him, surprised. âYou sure?â
He nodded, eyes soft but still carrying that heat from earlier. âYeah. You been real good today⌠letting me rub lotion on you, wearing my clothes with nothing underneathâŚâ He smirked. âLeast I can do is buy you some shit from your favorite store.â
She bit her lip, trying not to smile too hard as she started picking out a couple of things â a cute cropped hoodie and a graphic tee sheâd been eyeing for a while.
Jimmy stayed close the whole time, one hand resting on her hip under the oversized hoodie she was already wearing, thumb stroking her bare skin while she shopped.
They left the mall with several bags in hand â new shoes from Foot Locker, the necklace from Kay Jewelers, a couple of cute pieces from Windsor, and the two Bath & Body Works lotions plus a graphic tee and cropped hoodie from Hot Topic. Jimmy carried most of the bags in one hand while the other stayed wrapped around Treasureâs waist, occasionally slipping under the oversized hoodie to give her ass a subtle squeeze as they walked through the parking lot.
Once they were back in the car, Jimmy glanced over at her with a small smile.
Treasure nodded, still feeling a little warm from everything that happened today â the way he rubbed lotion on her in the store, the teasing, the shopping, the way he kept touching her like he couldnât help himself.
âYeah⌠Iâm good,âÂ
The drive to his momâs house was quiet but comfortable. Jimmy kept one hand on the wheel and the other on her leg the whole time, thumb slowly stroking her bare skin. Treasure stared out the window, nerves starting to creep in the closer they got. Sheâd met his mom before, but this was different. This was quality time. Recipes. Mother-daughter stuff. It felt⌠serious.
When they pulled up in front of the house, Jimmy parked and turned to look at her.
âYou sure you good with this? I can come in with you for a minute if you want.â
She shook her head, offering him a small smile. âNo, itâs okay. Go to the gym with Jey. Iâll be fine.â
He studied her face for a second, then leaned over and kissed her slow and deep, one hand cupping the side of her neck. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against hers.
âText me if you need anything, aight? And donât let my mama work you too hard in that kitchen,â Jimmy said with a smirk. âIâll come get you after we finish at the gym.â
Treasure nodded, biting her lip as he gave her one last quick kiss before getting out and walking around to open her door. He helped her grab the bags and walked her up to the front door.
His mom opened it before they even knocked, already smiling wide.
âThereâs my girl,â she said warmly, pulling Treasure into a hug. âCome on in, baby. I got everything set up in the kitchen.â
Jimmy gave Treasureâs hand one last squeeze and winked at her.
âBe good,â he murmured low enough for only her to hear, then turned to his mom. âDonât be telling her all my business, Ma.â
His mom laughed and shooed him away. âBoy, go to the gym. We got woman business to handle.â
Treasure watched Jimmy walk back to the car, her heart doing a little flip as he looked back at her one more time before driving off.
She turned back to his mom, who was already leading her inside with an arm around her shoulders.
âAlright, baby,â mama fatu said with a bright smile. âYou ready to learn how we make our famous sweet potato pie? And maybe a few other things while we at it.â
Treasure smiled, feeling surprisingly comfortable already.
âYeah⌠Iâm ready.â
Jimmy pulled into the gym parking lot still half-hard from dropping Treasure off. The image of her standing in his mamaâs doorway wearing his hoodie, looking all shy and pretty, had him gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessary. He killed the engine, grabbed his gym bag, and headed inside, already knowing Jey was probably waiting on him.
The familiar smell of rubber mats, metal, and faint sweat hit him as soon as he walked through the doors. Music thumped low from the speakers. He spotted Jey over by the bench press, already warming up, shirt off, tattoos on full display.
ââBout time, fool,â Jey called out with a grin, dapping him up. âI was starting to think you got lost in Miss Treasure.â
Jimmy smirked, dropping his bag. âShut up.â
They started with the bench press. Jimmy loaded the bar while Jey spotted him. As soon as Jimmy laid back and wrapped his hands around the bar, his mind drifted right back to Treasure.
The way she had looked up at him this morning with those big innocent eyes while they were kissing and how she moaned his name when he was sucking her titties earlier had him weak as hell for her.
âDamn, you smiling like a fool,â Jey laughed, bringing Jimmy back. âWhat, she got you that gone already?â
He racked the bar and sat up, wiping sweat from his forehead with the bottom of his shirt.
âManâŚâ he shook his head, still smirking. âYou donât even know.â
Jey raised an eyebrow, curious. âOh yeah? She that good?â
Jimmy didnât answer right away. He laid back down for his next set, but his mind wasnât on the weights. It was on how soft her thighs felt when he ate her out last night. How she tasted. How she sounded when she came on his tongue. How she looked this morning wearing his long t-shirt and then his hoodie to the mall, legs bare, letting him rub lotion all over her in the middle of Bath & Body Works like she didnât know what she was doing to him.
He pushed the bar up with more force than necessary.
âShe got me fucked up,â Jimmy admitted after he racked it again. âIn the best way.â
Jey chuckled, switching spots with him. âYou sound like you ready to wife her already.â
He didnât deny it. He just grabbed his water bottle and took a long drink, mind already fast-forwarding to later. Picking her up from his mamaâs house and seeing what she learned in the kitchen. Then taking her back to his place⌠probably peeling that hoodie off her slowly and putting his mouth on every spot he rubbed lotion on earlier.
His dick twitched in his shorts at the thought.
Jey noticed the faraway look and laughed again. âYeah⌠you gone, bro.â
Jimmy just shook his head, a small smile still on his face as he got ready for his next set.
He was already counting down the minutes until he could go get his girl.
Once he finished his set and sat up on the bench, chest heaving, sweat rolling down his back. Jey was still grinning at him like he knew something.
âMan, you really over here smiling and shit while you lifting,â Jey said, loading more weight onto the bar. âI ainât never seen you like this over no female before since you was with olâ girl.. What she do to you?â
He wiped his face with the bottom of his shirt, then grabbed his phone from his bag. He unlocked it and stared at the screen for a second before typing.
âShe just⌠different,â he muttered, still looking at his phone. âAinât on no bullshit. She real. And she got that soft shit about her that make a man wanna protect her and fuck her at the same time.â
Jey laughed loud. âOhhh, so itâs like that?â
Jimmy didnât answer right away. He was too busy typing out a text to Treasure.
JimmyđŠś: How you doing over there with my mama? She ainât working you too hard in that kitchen is she?
He hit send, then looked up at Jey with a small smirk.
âShe let me rub lotion on her in the middle of Bath & Body Works earlier,â Jimmy said, voice low. âHad her picking out scents and letting me smell âem on her skin. Whole time she was getting shy but still letting me touch her. Then she got in the car wearing nothing but my hoodie⌠legs out and shit.â
Jey shook his head, laughing. âYeah, your fucked.â
Jimmyâs phone vibrated. He looked down quick.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: Iâm good đ Your mom is really sweet. Weâre making sweet potato pie right now. She keeps asking me questions about you though đ
Jimmy chuckled under his breath and typed back.
JimmyđŠś: She nosy as hell lol. Donât tell her too much. And tell her I said stop tryna steal my girl.
He stared at the screen a second longer, thumb hovering before he added another message.
JimmyđŠś: You still wearing my hoodie?
He locked his phone and slid it back in his bag, but his mind was already drifting. He could still see Treasure standing in his mamaâs doorway earlier, looking all nervous but excited. Could still feel how soft her thighs were when he had his face between them last night. How she sounded when she came. How she looked this morning with his nut all over her tits, trying to hide her face like she didnât just have him weak.
Jey clapped him on the shoulder, snapping him out of it.
âAight lover boy, you up on these squats or what?â
Jimmy stood up, rolling his shoulders, but his phone was already on his mind again. He was itching to see if she texted back.
âYeah⌠letâs get it,â he said, but his head wasnât really in the gym anymore.
He was already thinking about picking her up later. Already thinking about how he was gonna have her tonight.
Jimmy was on his third set of squats when his phone buzzed again. He racked the bar, wiped the sweat from his face with the bottom of his shirt, and grabbed his phone quick. Jey was already smirking at him from the leg press machine.
âMan, you checking that phone more than you checking your form,â Jey said, laughing. âShe got you trained already.â
He flipped him off but couldnât hide the small smile as he read the text.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: Still wearing it đ It smells like you. Your mom keeps giving me this look every time I fix the hem⌠I think she knows I donât have anything on underneath đ
That made his dick twitch in his shorts. He could picture her perfectly â standing in his mamaâs kitchen in nothing but his oversized hoodie, those thick thighs on full display every time she moved. The thought of his mom catching on made him chuckle under his breath.
JimmyđŠś: Good. Keep it on. I like knowing you walking around my mama house with my smell all over you and nothing underneath. Â
He stared at the screen for a second, thumb hovering, then added another message.
JimmyđŠś: I miss u tho might need to put my lips around them pretty ass pussy lips of yours again tryna see you cum again mama.
He locked the phone and slid it back in his bag before Jey could clown him again, but his mind was already gone.
Jimmy kept thinking about how she looked this morning â eyes all wide and innocent while she watched him playing with her titties.
âYo,â Jey called out, snapping him back. âYou gonâ finish this set or you just gonâ stand there daydreaming about that girl?â
Jimmy shook his head, smirking as he got back under the bar.
âShut up and spot me.â
They moved through a few more exercises â deadlifts, pull-ups, some core work â but Jimmyâs focus was shot. Every time he closed his eyes during a set, he saw Treasure. The way she massaged his scalp, feeling all over his body so innocently while straddling on his lap.
His phone buzzed again while he was doing planks.
He dropped down and checked it immediately.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: Jimmy stoppp đ Your mom is literally right next to me rolling out pie crust and you talking about eating me outÂ
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: hmm someone is hornyyyđââď¸đââď¸
Jimmy grinned, biting his bottom lip as he typed back.
JimmyđŠś: hell yeah I am Donât let my mama work you too hard. I still need you to have some energy left for me later. Â
He paused, then sent one more.
JimmyđŠś: And when I come get you⌠that hoodie is coming off the second we get in the car. Â
Jey walked over, towel around his neck, shaking his head.
âYou really in love with that girl already, huh?â
He didnât even deny it this time. He just locked his phone, slid it in his bag, and grabbed his water bottle.
âMaybe,â he said, still smirking. âNow mind your business and finish your set.â
But even as he said it, his mind was already on later â picking her up, seeing what she learned in the kitchen, then taking her home and finishing what they started this morning.
He was ready to wrap this gym session up.
Treasure stood at the kitchen counter, sleeves of Jimmyâs oversized hoodie pushed up to her elbows as she carefully measured out brown sugar for the sweet potato pie filling. The fabric still smelled like him â warm, clean, and masculine â and every time she moved, the hem brushed against the tops of her bare thighs, reminding her she wasnât wearing anything underneath.
Jimmyâs mom, Mama Fatu, stood beside her rolling out pie crust with practiced ease, humming softly under her breath. The kitchen smelled like vanilla, cinnamon, and sweet potatoes. It was cozy. Warm. The kind of domestic moment Treasure hadnât experienced in a long time.
Her phone buzzed on the counter.
She glanced down and immediately felt her face heat up.
JimmyđŠś:  hell yeah I am Donât let my mama work you too hard. I still need you to have some energy left for me later. Â
JimmyđŠś: And when I come get you⌠that hoodie is coming off the second we get in the car.
Treasureâs stomach flipped. She quickly locked the screen and set the phone face-down, heart racing. Her pussy gave a soft, traitorous throb at the thought of him peeling his hoodie off her the moment they were alone again.
Mama Fatu glanced over with a knowing little smile. âThat boy texting you again?â
She let out a small, nervous laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. âYeah⌠heâs at the gym with Josh.â
âMmhm,â his mom hummed, clearly amused. âThat child been smiling at his phone like a fool since yâall started talking. I ainât seen him like this in a long time.â She gave Treasure a gentle side-eye. âYou must be doing something right, baby.â
Her cheeks burned hotter. She focused on stirring the filling, trying to ignore the way her thighs pressed together under the hoodie.
She hesitated, then peeked at it.
JimmyđŠś: You still wearing my hoodie with nothing under it? Â
Bet my mama donât know you in her kitchen looking all innocent but really out here being nasty for me đ
Treasureâs eyes went wide. She quickly turned the phone over again, biting her lip hard to keep from smiling â or moaning.
Mama Fatu chuckled softly, not even looking up from the crust she was crimping. âGo ahead and text him back, baby. I ainât gonâ peek.â
She let out a shaky little laugh, cheeks on fire. She picked up the phone again, thumbs hovering as she tried to think of a reply that wouldnât get her in trouble.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: Jimmy you are so bad đ Your mom is literally standing right here and you talking crazy. Â
She paused, then added one more line before she could stop herself.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: âŚyes Iâm still wearing it. And nothing underneath. Happy now? đ
She hit send and immediately regretted how bold that last part was. Her heart was pounding.
Mama Fatu wiped her hands on a dish towel and looked over at her with a warm, motherly smile.
âYou know,â mama fatu said gently, âJimmyâs had a lot of girls come around over the years. But you⌠you different. He looks at you like you already his. And the way you look at him back?â She gave Treasure a knowing little nod. âYâall got something real. I can feel it.â
Treasureâs chest tightened in the best way. She smiled softly, still feeling the heat between her legs from Jimmyâs texts.
âThank you, Mama Fatu,â Treasure said quietly. âThat⌠means a lot.â
His mom reached over and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
âNow,â she said, brightening again, âletâs get this pie in the oven so you can tell me more about how my son been treating you. And donât you dare leave out the good parts.â
She laughed, cheeks still warm, and glanced at her phone one more time â waiting to see if Jimmy would text back before she got too deep into this mother-daughter conversation.
Treasure was still smiling softly from Miss Anitaâs words when the older woman suddenly let out a small sigh and shook her head, like something had just crossed her mind.
âYou knowâŚâ Mama Fatu started, wiping her hands on a dish towel as she leaned against the counter. âI mentioned this at that little get-together we had a while back, but itâs been on my mind again lately.â
She looked up from the pie filling she was stirring, her stomach doing a small flip at the sudden shift in tone.
Mama Fatu gave her a gentle but serious look. âThat girl Jimmy used to mess with⌠the one he was with before you came around. Lord, I never liked her. Not one bit.â
Treasureâs hand slowed on the spoon. She stayed quiet, listening.
âThey were toxic, baby. Real toxic,â Mama Fatu continued, her voice low but honest. âShe had him all twisted up â arguing, fighting, making him feel like he was never enough. Always drama. Always some mess. I used to tell him, âSon, that ainât love. Thatâs stress.â But you know how these boys are⌠hard-headed.â
She shook her head again, lips pressed together like the memory still irritated her.
âI used to pray heâd wake up and see what she was doing to him. And when he finally did⌠whew.â She let out a small laugh, but there was no humor in it. âI thanked God. That girl was no good for my son. She didnât bring out the best in him. She brought out the worst.â
Treasure swallowed quietly, her fingers tightening around the spoon. She could feel her heartbeat in her chest. Hearing about Jimmyâs ex like this â especially while standing in his mamaâs kitchen wearing nothing but his hoodie â made something twist in her stomach. Not jealousy exactly⌠but something close. A quiet, uneasy curiosity mixed with the tiniest flicker of insecurity.
âWas she prettier than me? Did she do things I donât do? Did Jimmy love her more?â
Mama Fatu mustâve noticed the shift in Treasureâs face because she reached over and gently touched her arm.
âBut youâŚâ she said, her voice softening again. âYou different, baby. I can see it. The way he looks at you? The way he talks about you? That boy is gone. And I ainât seen him this happy and calm in a long time. You bring peace to him. That other girl never did that.â
Treasureâs cheeks warmed. She looked down at the pie filling, stirring slowly so she wouldnât have to meet Mama Fatuâs eyes right away.
âI⌠I donât know what to say,â she admitted softly. âHe hasnât really told me much about her.â
Mama Fatu gave her a knowing little smile. âAnd he probably wonât. That chapter is closed. But I just wanted you to know⌠I see how he is with you. And I like it. I like *you* with him.â
She felt her chest tighten in the best and most overwhelming way. She nodded, voice quiet.
âThank you, Mama Fatu.â
The older woman patted her hand once more before going back to the crust like she hadnât just dropped that bomb.
âNow,â she said, brightening again, âletâs get this pie in the oven before my son comes back acting like he starving.â
She smiled, but her mind was still spinning. She could feel her phone buzzing again on the counter â probably another text from Jimmy â but she didnât reach for it yet.
Her thoughts were too full.
Treasure kept stirring the pie filling slowly, the wooden spoon moving in lazy circles as the warm, sweet smell of cinnamon and vanilla filled the kitchen. Her heart was beating a little faster than before. She could still feel the weight of Mama Fatuâs words hanging in the air.
She hesitated for a moment, biting the inside of her cheek before she finally spoke, her voice soft and careful.
ââŚWhat was her name? The girl Jimmy used to date.â
Mama Fatu paused what she was doing and glanced over at her. There was no judgment in her eyes â just understanding.
âHer name was Tasha, They were together for almost two years. Off and on, mostly.â
Treasure nodded slowly, still stirring. She could feel the heat from the oven warming her bare legs under Jimmyâs hoodie.
âWhat⌠what made it so toxic?â she asked next, her voice even softer. âYou said she had him twisted up. What did she do?â
Mama Fatu let out a small sigh and wiped her hands on her apron. She leaned her hip against the counter, giving Treasure her full attention now.
âShe was controlling, baby. Always accusing him of things he wasnât doing. Always starting arguments over nothing. Sheâd go through his phone, show up at his house unannounced, cuss him out in front of people⌠just messy. And when he tried to pull away, sheâd cry and make him feel guilty. It was a cycle. He was always stressed, always fighting. I used to hate seeing my son like that.â
Treasureâs stomach twisted a little. She finally looked up, meeting Mama Fatuâs eyes.
âDid he⌠love her?â The question came out quieter than she meant it to.
Mama Fatu gave her a gentle, knowing look.
âHe thought he did at the time. But love ainât supposed to feel like that. That wasnât love, baby. That was attachment mixed with drama. When he finally walked away for good, itÂ
She reached over and gently touched Treasureâs arm.
âYou donât gotta worry about her, you hear me? That chapter is closed. And between meÂ
Treasure felt her cheeks warm again. Sheback down at the bowl, stirring see how much her.
She didnât reach for it right away. Her mind was too full â thinking about this girl Tasha, wondering what she looked like, what she had that made Jimmy stay for two years⌠and wondering if she could ever compare.
Still, a small, selfish part of her felt relieved hearing how much Mama Fatu disliked her.
Treasure took a quiet breath and asked one more question, her voice barely above a whisper.
ââŚDid she ever come around here? To your house?â
Mama Fatu shook her head firmly.
âOnce. And I told Jimmy after that, âDonât bring her back here again.â I meant it.â
She gave Treasure a warm, reassuring smile.
âYou though? You can come over anytime. You belong here.â
Treasure smiled softly, heart fluttering in her chest even as her mind kept turning over everything she just heard.
This time, she picked it up.
Treasure picked up her phone from the counter, trying to keep her expression neutral while Mama Fatu continued rolling out the pie crust beside her. She unlocked the screen and immediately felt her stomach flip at the new messages from Jimmy.
Three messages from Jimmy đŠś
JimmyđŠś: canât wait to see u when I come pick u up mama imma need that, couldnât even focus on my workout but all u can think about is uÂ
JimmyđŠś: wanna kiss you, touch you, rub my fingers all over that pretty pussy of yours ma. Wanna hear you moan my name loud knowing who u belong to.
JimmyđŠś: I need u bad mama
Treasureâs cheeks burned hot. She quickly pressed the phone against her chest for a second, heart pounding. The mix of his filthy words and the memory of this morning had her thighs pressing together under the hoodie. She could already feel herself getting wet again just from reading it.
But then her eyes drifted back to the counter, and her mind went somewhere else.
The name sat heavy in her chest now. She couldnât stop wondering what Tasha looked like. Was she prettier? More experienced? Did she do things in bed that Treasure didnât know how to do yet? Jimmy had been with her for almost two years⌠that had to mean something, right? Even if it was toxic.
Treasure stared at Jimmyâs dirty texts again, but instead of just feeling turned on, a small, quiet insecurity started creeping in.
What if heâs comparing me to her? What if Iâm not as good? What if he gets bored of me too?
She swallowed hard, trying to push the thoughts away, but they lingered. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, unsure what to even reply. Part of her wanted to say something flirty back⌠but another part of her suddenly felt a little small.
Mama Fatu glanced over and raised an eyebrow, noticing the shift in Treasureâs face.
âYou alright, baby?â she asked gently. âYou got quiet all of a sudden.â
Treasure forced a small smile and quickly locked her phone, setting it face-down again.
âYeah⌠Iâm good,â she said softly, even though her mind was spinning. âJust⌠thinking.â
She picked the spoon back up and started stirring the pie filling again, but her heart wasnât in it anymore. Jimmyâs texts had her flustered and aching between her legs⌠but the conversation about his ex had planted something uneasy in her chest that she couldnât quite shake.
She glanced at her phone one more time, screen still dark, and wondered if she should even text him back right now.
Treasure stared at Jimmyâs messages for a few more seconds, her thumb hovering over the keyboard. Her body was still reacting â cheeks warm, pussy softly throbbing from his filthy words â but her mind kept circling back to Tasha. To the two years. To the toxicity Mama Fatu described.
She didnât feel as bold anymore.
She typed back slowly, keeping it short and a little distant.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: lol Iâm still wearing it⌠your mom is right here so I canât really talk like that right now Â
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: Weâre almost done with the pie. Take your time at the gym Â
She hit send and quickly locked the phone again, setting it face-down on the counter. No emojis. No teasing back. Just⌠safe. Neutral.
Mama Fatu was humming again, sliding the pie into the oven, but Treasure could feel her glancing over every now and then. She tried to focus on cleaning up the counter, wiping down the mixing bowls, but her thoughts kept drifting.
*What if he expects me to be like her?*Â Â
*What if Iâm too shy⌠or not experienced enough?*
Even though Mama Fatu had reassured her, the insecurity still sat heavy in her chest. Jimmyâs texts had her wanting him so bad⌠but now she felt a little guarded. A little unsure.
Her phone buzzed again on the counter.
She didnât pick it up right away. Instead, she kept wiping the same spot on the counter, heart beating faster as she waited to see what heâd say next.
Jimmy was in the middle of a set on the leg press when his phone buzzed on the bench beside him. He finished his reps, racked the weight, and grabbed his phone, wiping sweat from his forehead with the bottom of his shirt.
He opened Treasureâs message and immediately frowned.
Treasuređ§đźââď¸: Weâre almost done with the pie. Iâm good. See you when you finish at the gym.
No teasing. No shy little emojis. No âstoppp đâ like she usually sent when he talked nasty to her. Just⌠short. Dry. Not like her at all.
Jimmy stared at the screen for a second, thumb hovering. He could feel the shift in her energy through the text. Something was off.
Jey walked over, towel around his neck. âYou good, uce?â
âYeah,â Jimmy muttered, still looking at his phone. âJust⌠she actinâ a little different all of a sudden.â
He didnât wait. He typed back right away.
JimmyđŠś: You good? You seem quiet all of a sudden. Â
He stared at the screen, waiting. When she didnât reply immediately, he typed again.
JimmyđŠś: Did my mama say something crazy? Or did I do something? Â
He paused, then added one more message, softer this time.
JimmyđŠś: Talk to me, mama. You was just letting me rub lotion on you in the store earlier and now you actinâ distant. Whatâs goinâ on?
Jimmy locked his phone and set it down, but his mind wasnât on the workout anymore. He kept glancing at it every few seconds, waiting for those three little dots to pop up.
Something had changed between when he dropped her off and now. And he didnât like the feeling sitting in his chest.
Jey raised an eyebrow at him. âShe good?â
Jimmy shook his head slowly, still staring at his phone.
âI donât know yet,â he said quietly. âBut Iâm about to find out.â
He grabbed his water bottle, but his focus was completely gone. All he could think about was getting to his mamaâs house and seeing Treasureâs face for himself.
Jimmy kept glancing at his phone between sets.
He sent those last three texts over fifteen minutes ago and still⌠nothing. Just read receipts. She was definitely seeing them.
He tried to shake it off and focus on his last set of deadlifts, but his head wasnât in it. Every time he bent down to grab the bar, his mind went straight to her. The way sheâd gone quiet. The short, dry replies. Something had shifted and he could feel it in his chest.
âUce⌠you good? You been checking that phone like it owe you money.â
Jimmy racked the bar harder than necessary and wiped his face. âShe stopped texting back. She was good when I dropped her off, now she actinâ all short with me.â
Jey gave him a look. âYou gonâ finish this workout or you about to dip?â
Jimmy didnât even hesitate.
He didnât bother with the rest of his sets. He grabbed his towel, chugged some water, and started packing up his bag while Jey just shook his head, half-laughing.
âDamn. That girl really got you wrapped already.â
Jimmy didnât even deny it. He just dapped Jey up quick.
âIâll hit you later.â
He was already walking toward the exit before Jey could say anything else.
The whole drive to his mamaâs house, Jimmy kept one hand on the wheel and the other checking his phone every few seconds like it might magically light up. It didnât. Treasure stayed quiet.
By the time he pulled up in front of the house, his stomach was tight. He killed the engine, sat there for a second, then got out and headed up the walkway.
He didnât even knock â just used his key and stepped inside.
The smell of sweet potato pie hit him immediately. He could hear his mamaâs voice in the kitchen, talking about something, and then⌠Treasureâs softer voice answering.
Jimmy walked into the kitchen and stopped in the doorway.
Treasure was still in his hoodie, sleeves pushed up, standing at the counter with flour on her hands. She looked up when he walked in, and for a split second he saw it â that little flicker of something in her eyes. Not the usual soft, warm look she gave him. Something smaller. Distant.
Mama Fatu turned around with a big smile.
âWell look who decided to show up early,â she teased. âGym mustâve been boring without your girl.â
Jimmy gave his mama a quick smile but his eyes stayed on Treasure.
âYeah⌠something like that.â
He stepped further into the kitchen, moving straight to Treasure. Without saying anything else, he gently took her hand â the one with flour on it â and pulled her a little closer to him, his other hand resting on her waist under the hoodie like he always did.
His voice dropped low, just for her.
âYou ainât text me back.â
It wasnât accusatory. Just quiet. Concerned.
Treasure looked up at him, lips parting like she was about to say something⌠but nothing came out right away.
Jimmyâs thumb brushed slow circles on her waist, eyes searching her face.
âWhatâs goinâ on, mama?â Jimmy asked softly. âTalk to me.â
Treasureâs heart jumped when Jimmy walked into the kitchen. He looked fresh from the gym â still a little sweaty, muscles pumped, that concerned look in his eyes as he came straight to her.
She felt his big hands on her immediately â one taking her flour-dusted hand, the other sliding under the hoodie to rest on her bare waist. His touch was warm and possessive, just like always.
âYou ainât text me back, Whatâs goinâ on, mama? Talk to me.â
Treasure swallowed hard. She didnât want to bring up Tasha. Not here. Not right now in front of his mom, and honestly⌠not at all. She didnât want Jimmy thinking she was insecure or digging into his past. She just wanted to push it down.
She forced a small smile and shrugged lightly, looking up at him with what she hoped was a convincing expression.
âIâm okay,â Treasure said softly, squeezing his hand back. âReally. We just got caught up in baking and I lost track of time. The pie smells good, right?â
Mama Fatu was watching them with a knowing little smile but didnât say anything, just turned back to the oven to give them a moment.
Jimmy didnât look fully convinced. His thumb kept rubbing slow circles on her waist under the hoodie, like he was trying to read her through her skin.
âYou sure?â he asked, voice low so only she could hear. âYou was texting me earlier⌠then you went quiet. If I said something wrong, tell me.â
Treasure shook her head quickly, leaning into his chest a little, letting his scent and warmth calm the uneasy feeling in her stomach.
âIâm good, Jimmy. I promise, Just⌠tired from standing in the kitchen, thatâs all.â
She reached up and gently touched his chest, trying to distract him with affection instead of the truth.
Jimmy studied her face for another long second, then sighed softly and kissed her forehead.
âAight, But we gonâ talk about it later when we get home. I donât like when you shut down on me.â
He pulled her closer for a moment, hugging her tight against his body, one hand still possessively on her waist under the hoodie. Treasure melted into him even though her mind was still spinning with thoughts of Tasha.
Mama Fatu cleared her throat with a smile.
âAlright yâall, the pieâs cooling. Jimmy, take some home with you. Treasure did most of the work.â
Treasure gave his mom a grateful smile, still staying tucked against Jimmyâs side.
Just as Jimmy grabbed the warm pie dish from the counter and Treasure picked up her small bag of things, Mama Fatu stepped closer and gently placed her hand on Treasureâs arm, stopping them before they could walk out.
âHold on a second, baby,â she said softly, her voice warm but serious.
Treasure turned to face her, heart still heavy with everything sheâd heard earlier about Tasha. Jimmy stood right beside her, one hand resting protectively on her lower back.
Mama Fatu looked between the two of them, then focused on Treasure with kind but knowing eyes.
âI donât know whatâs going on in that pretty head of yours right now,â she said gently, âbut I can tell somethingâs weighing on you. Whatever it is⌠donât let old stories mess with whatâs happening right in front of you.â
She gave Treasureâs arm a light, reassuring squeeze.
âJimmyâs past is just that â the past. That girl had her time and she ruined it. You? Youâre here now. And I see how my son lights up when youâre around. Donât dim your own light worrying about somebody who couldnât even keep hers shining right.â
Mama Fatu pulled Treasure into a warm hug, holding her for a moment before letting go.
âYou hear me?â she added with a small smile. âYouâre good for him. And heâs good for you. Trust that.â
Treasure felt her eyes sting a little. She nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat.
âYes maâam,â she whispered.
Jimmy stayed quiet, but Treasure could feel his hand gently rubbing her back, steady and comforting.
Mama Fatu turned to her son and pointed at him. âAnd you â take care of this one. Donât make me have to remind you.â
Jimmy gave a small smile and nodded. âI got her, Ma.â
With that, Mama Fatu handed them the pie and shooed them toward the door with one last warm smile.
âCall me tomorrow, Treasure. We still got more recipes to go through.â
They said their final goodbyes to Mama Fatu at the door, the warm pie carefully placed in the back seat. Jimmy opened the passenger door for Treasure like always, his hand lingering on her lower back as she climbed in. The oversized hoodie rode up her thighs as she sat down, and she quickly tugged it back into place.
Jimmy got in on the driverâs side, started the car, and pulled away from the curb. The second the house was out of sight, the comfortable silence between them shifted.
He didnât even wait until they reached the end of the block.
âAlright, mama,â Jimmy said, voice low and serious as he glanced over at her. One hand stayed on the steering wheel, the other reached over and rested on her bare thigh, squeezing gently. âWhatâs wrong? For real this time.â
Treasureâs stomach tightened. She kept her eyes on the road ahead, fingers playing with the strings of his hoodie.
âI told you⌠Iâm okay,â she murmured, trying to sound convincing.
Jimmy wasnât having it. He gave her thigh another squeeze, thumb stroking the soft skin there.
âNah. You been acting distant since I picked you up. You barely texted me back, and when you did it was dry as hell. Somethingâs on your mind.â He paused, glancing at her again. âDid my mama say something that got you in your head?â
Treasure bit her lip, heart racing. She could still hear Mama Fatuâs voice talking about Tasha â how toxic they were, how pretty she was, how she had Jimmy twisted up for two years. The insecurity was sitting heavy in her chest, making her feel small.
She shifted in her seat, the leather cool against the backs of her bare thighs.
âI just⌠got tired, thatâs all, The kitchen was hot and we were talking and⌠I donât know.â
Jimmy let out a small breath, clearly not believing her. His hand slid a little higher up her thigh, under the hem of the hoodie, warm and possessive.
âTreasure.â His voice was softer now, but firm. âTalk to me. You know I hate when you shut down like this. Did something happen while I was at the gym?â
The car felt smaller. His scent â fresh from the gym mixed with his cologne â filled the space. She could feel the heat of his palm on her skin, the gentle way his fingers kept stroking her thigh like he was trying to coax the truth out of her.
She wanted to tell him. She wanted to ask about Tasha. But the words kept getting stuck in her throat.
Treasure shifted uncomfortably in the passenger seat, the cool leather sticking to the backs of her bare thighs under Jimmyâs oversized hoodie. His hand was still on her leg, warm and heavy, thumb stroking slow circles that normally wouldâve had her melting. Right now it just made her feel exposed.
âIâm fine, Jimmy. Really,â she tried again, forcing a small smile as she finally glanced over at him. âYour mom and I just had a long day in the kitchen. The pie turned out good though. You should be excited about that.â
She reached down and gently placed her hand on top of his, like that would convince him.
Jimmyâs jaw flexed. He didnât pull his hand away, but he also didnât accept the deflection. He kept his eyes on the road for a moment, then looked straight at her when they stopped at a red light.
âNah, Treasure. Stop that, You ainât fine. You went from letting me talk crazy to you in the store and texting me back all shy⌠to this dry-ass energy the second I picked you up. Something changed.â
His hand slid higher up her thigh, fingers slipping fully under the hem of the hoodie now, gripping the soft, bare skin there.
âI ainât stupid, mama. And I hate guessing games. So tell me whatâs really going on.â
Treasureâs heart pounded. She could feel the heat of his palm so close to her pussy, the way his fingers flexed like he was fighting the urge to touch her more. The car suddenly felt too small, too warm. She squeezed her thighs together instinctively, but that only trapped his hand tighter against her.
âI justâŚâ She swallowed hard, looking out the window instead of at him. âYour mom mentioned some stuff about your ex. Thatâs all. It got in my head a little, but itâs nothing. Iâm over it.â
Jimmy went quiet for a second. The light turned green, but he didnât move right away. His grip on her thigh tightened just a little.
âTasha,â he said flatly, like the name left a bad taste in his mouth. âShe brought her up again, didnât she?â
Treasure nodded slightly, still not looking at him.
Jimmy let out a slow breath, then finally started driving again. But his hand never left her thigh.
âLook at me,â he said after a moment, voice softer but still serious. âI donât want you sitting there comparing yourself to her. That shit is dead. Sheâs the past for a reason. My mama told you the truth â it was toxic as hell. I was young and dumb and stayed way longer than I shouldâve.â
He gave her thigh a firm, reassuring squeeze.
âBut you? You different. You make me feel shit I ainât felt with nobody else. So whatever my mama said⌠donât let that shit make you pull away from me. Aight?â
He glanced over at her again, eyes dark and intense.
âAnd when we get home⌠Iâm taking this hoodie off you and reminding you exactly who you are to me.â
The rest of the ride home was quiet, but the air between them felt thick. Jimmyâs hand stayed high on her thigh the entire time, fingers possessively stroking her bare skin under the hoodie. Every so often heâd squeeze, like he was reminding her she was his. By the time they pulled into his driveway, Treasureâs heart was racing and her pussy was already wet from the tension and his constant touching.
As soon as the car door shut behind them, Jimmy didnât waste time.
He took the pie from the back seat and set it on the counter the second they stepped inside. Then he turned to her, eyes dark and hungry.
Before she could respond, he pulled her into him, backing her up against the wall in the hallway. His mouth was on hers instantly â deep, demanding, and full of everything heâd been holding back since the gym. His tongue slid against hers as one hand gripped her throat gently, the other sliding straight under the hoodie to cup her bare ass.
âBeen thinking about this all day,â Jimmy growled against her lips, squeezing her soft flesh hard. âYou had me worried as fuck in the car⌠now Iâm gonâ remind you who this pussy belongs to.â
Treasure moaned into his mouth as he lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist. The hoodie rode all the way up to her hips, exposing her completely. She could feel how hard he was already, his thick, curved dick pressing against her bare pussy through his sweatpants.
Jimmy carried her straight to the bedroom, kissing her the whole way like he couldnât get enough. He dropped her onto the bed and immediately pulled the hoodie up and off her body in one smooth motion, tossing it aside.
âFuckâŚâ he breathed, staring down at her naked body. âLook at you.â
He climbed on top of her, mouth latching onto one of her nipples while his hand slid between her thighs. Two thick fingers rubbed slow circles over her swollen clit before pushing inside her soaked pussy.
âAlready this wet for me?â he groaned against her breast, curling his fingers deep. âEven after you tried to shut down on me earlier⌠this pussy still knows who it wants.â
Treasure arched her back, moaning loudly as he fingered her with steady, possessive strokes. His mouth moved to her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark while his thumb kept rubbing her clit.
âJimmyâŚâ she whimpered, hands gripping his shoulders.
He pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes, still working her pussy with his fingers.
âDonât ever doubt what you mean to me, That ex shit? Dead. You the only one I want. The only one I need.â
He kissed her again, deeper this time, grinding his hard dick against her thigh as he fingered her faster.
Jimmy hovered over her, completely clothed while she lay naked beneath him, legs spread around his hips. His fingers were buried deep in her soaked pussy, stroking that perfect spot inside her while his thumb circled her swollen clit. Every slow, deliberate thrust of his fingers made her whimper and clench around him.
He leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers, eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her chest ache.
âDonât ever shut me out like that again I donât give a fuck what my mama said about Tasha. That shit is dead and buried. She couldnât even keep me happy for two years. You? You got me smiling like a fool all day, rushing out the gym âcause I couldnât stand you being quiet on me.â
He curled his fingers deeper, hitting that spot again as he kissed her slow and deep.
âYou hear me, Treasure?â Jimmy whispered against her lips. âYouâre the only one I want. The only one Iâm thinking about when Iâm at the gym, when Iâm in the shower, when Iâm beating my dick like I did this morning. That ex? She never made me feel like this. Never.â
Treasure moaned loudly as he added a third finger, stretching her open while his thumb kept perfect pressure on her clit. Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in.
âJimmy⌠fuckâŚâ Treasure gasped.
He kissed down her neck, sucking hard on her pulse point before pulling back to look at her again.
âYouâre mine now, mama. This pussy is mine. This body is mine. And Iâm yours. I donât want nobody else. So stop letting old shit get in your head. Youâre better than her in every way â the way you touch me, the way you look at me, the way you make me feel when Iâm inside youâŚâ
He pumped his fingers faster, the wet sounds of her pussy filling the room as he ground his hard, curved dick against her thigh through his sweatpants.
âYou feel how hard I am for you?â he groaned, voice getting raspier. âThatâs all you, baby. Ainât nobody else doing this to me. Just you.â
Jimmy leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his fingers kept working her closer and closer to the edge. His free hand gripped her throat gently, thumb stroking her jaw.
âTell me you understand,â he said against her breast, eyes flicking up to meet hers. âTell me you know youâre the one I want.â
Jimmyâs fingers were relentless â thick, deep, and curling perfectly inside her soaked pussy while his thumb rubbed tight circles on her throbbing clit. The wet, filthy sounds of him fingering her filled the bedroom as he sucked on her nipple, eyes locked on her face the entire time.
Every word he said hit her deep, melting away some of the insecurity even as her body trembled under him.
When he pulled back from her breast and demanded, âTell me you understand⌠Tell me you know youâre the one I want,â Treasure couldnât hold back anymore.
âI hear you, Jimmy⌠I hear youuu, fuckââ she moaned loudly, her voice breaking as his fingers hit that spot again. Her back arched hard off the bed, thighs shaking around his hand. âI hear you, baby⌠oh my godââ
Jimmy groaned in satisfaction, his eyes darkening with lust and relief. He sped up his fingers, fucking her deeper, wetter, the heel of his palm grinding against her clit with every thrust.
âThatâs right, mama,â he rasped, voice thick. âYou hear me? Good. âCause Iâm not playing with you. That ex shit donât mean nothing. She never got this pussy dripping like this for her. She never had me rushing home, hard as a brick, just to get inside you.â
He leaned down and kissed her messily, tongue sliding against hers as he kept fingering her harder. His hand around her throat tightened just enough to make her head spin in the best way.
âYouâre the only one who makes me feel like this,â he growled against her mouth. âThe only one I want moaning my name. The only one I wanna come home to wearing my hoodie with nothing underneath. You understand?â
Treasure nodded frantically, whimpering into his mouth as the pressure built fast between her legs.
âYes⌠yes, I understand,â she gasped, her walls clenching tight around his fingers. âJimmy, pleaseââ
He smirked against her lips, adding a third finger and curling them perfectly.
âThatâs my good girl. Now cum for me, Treasure. Show me this pussy knows who it belongs to.â
His fingers moved faster, deeper, his thumb pressing firm on her clit while his mouth claimed hers again. The reassurance, the dominance, the way he was completely focused on her â it was overwhelming in the best way.
Thatâs when she snapped.
Everything Jimmy was saying â the deep reassurance mixed with that rough, possessive tone â finally pushed her over the edge.
âOh my godâ Jimmy!â Treasure cried out loudly, her voice cracking as the orgasm crashed through her hard. Her back arched sharply off the bed, pushing her full tits into his chest. Her pussy clamped down tight around his thick fingers, milking them rhythmically as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her body.
Her legs shook uncontrollably around his hand, thighs trembling violently as she came all over his fingers. Fresh wetness gushed out, soaking his palm and dripping down between her ass cheeks onto the sheets. She couldnât stop the loud, broken moans spilling from her lips as her walls fluttered and squeezed him desperately.
âFuuuuck⌠yes⌠Jimmyyyââ she whimpered, eyes rolling back, nails digging deep into his shoulders.
Jimmy didnât stop. He kept fingering her through it, slow and deep, drawing out every last pulse of her orgasm while whispering hot against her ear.
âThatâs it, mama⌠cum for me. Good fucking girl. Look at you soaking my hand⌠all that for me.â
He kissed her through the aftershocks, swallowing her moans as her body twitched and trembled beneath him. When her orgasm finally started to fade, he slowly pulled his fingers out of her dripping pussy and brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean while staring down at her with dark, hungry eyes.
âFuck, you taste so good,â he groaned. âAnd you look even better when youâre falling apart for me.â
Treasure lay there panting, chest heaving, legs still twitching slightly. Her body felt boneless, but the heat between her thighs only grew stronger as Jimmy stripped his shirt off, revealing all those tribal tattoos and hard muscle. His sweatpants followed, his thick, curved dick springing free â already rock hard and leaking for her.
He climbed back on top of her, pressing his bare skin against hers in that intimate skin-to-skin contact she was quickly becoming addicted to.
âYou still with me, baby?â he asked softly, brushing damp curls from her forehead while the head of his cock rubbed teasingly against her sensitive, soaked folds. âOr you need a minute?â
His voice was gentle, but his body was radiating pure hunger.
Treasureâs legs were shaking violently, thighs trembling uncontrollably as the intense orgasm continued to ripple through her body. She couldnât stop the soft, broken whimpers escaping her lips, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
Jimmy slowly pulled his fingers from her dripping pussy and gently spread her legs wider. Instead of climbing on top of her right away, he moved down her body, pressing soft, soothing kisses along her inner thighs.
His lips were warm and gentle against her oversensitive skin, kissing and licking the wetness that had dripped down her thighs. Every kiss sent little aftershocks through her, making her legs jerk and twitch against his shoulders.
âEasy, baby⌠I got you,â he murmured between kisses, his voice low and tender. âYou came so fucking hard for me. Look at these pretty legs shaking⌠thatâs all mine.â
He took his time, kissing one thigh, then the other, sucking lightly on the soft flesh while his hands rubbed slow, comforting strokes up and down her legs, trying to calm the trembling. His damp curls brushed against her skin as he moved closer to her still-throbbing pussy.
âYouâre so beautiful when you fall apart like this,â he whispered, pressing a lingering kiss right above her clit. âSo wet⌠so sensitive⌠and all for me.â
Treasure let out a shaky moan, one hand reaching down to thread through his curls as her legs continued to tremble around his head. The mix of his gentle kisses and the filthy praise had her head spinning.
Jimmy looked up at her from between her thighs, eyes dark and full of lust, but also something softer.
âI meant every word I said earlier,â he told her, voice husky as he kissed her inner thigh again. âTasha could never make me feel like this. Never made me rush home just to taste this pussy. Youâre the only one, Treasure. The only one I want.â
He gave her one more slow, soothing kiss on her thigh before his tongue flicked teasingly over her swollen clit, making her hips jerk.
âYou still shaking, mamaâŚâ he groaned softly, kissing her again. âLet me take care of you some more.â
a/n: ngl ive been making a lot of lengthy ass chapters lately but its worth it yk? And our girl Ressi dont need to be insecure about no hoe fr fr she the baddest.
