EXTRACT FOR
A Papi Got Me
(Just Bae)

Jada pulled on the ropes binding her to the bed reveling in the rotic bondage as her boyfriend, Carlos was banging the crap out of her. She was spread eagle on her back with a pillow under her buttocks, grounding and raising her. This was the way Jada had hoped to spend her birthday; a perfect day to turn eighteen. She had been singing happy birthday in her mind as Carlos was hitting her walls left and right. Carlos was her neighborhood's bad boy; a Polo jacket-wearing Dominican who Jada's mother said was a rebel without a cause.

Jada loved the way he tied her, spanked her, and honestly, loved the way he made her feel wanted. Jada liked it rough, and he would tear it up brutally. She felt her climax approaching, and decided to let go. It was a nasty feeling she was enjoying. Jada grinned wickedly as she said something she'd never did before. "Go harder, Carlos."

Carlos was on top; his dark curly hair hanging, a seashell necklace around his neck along with the five o'clock shadow of a man who hadn't shaven today. His eyes were closed when he said, "Brianna, you love Papi, don't you?"

Jada paused. Chills started running through her as she tried to process what just happened. Brianna was her best friend.