Kill This Venom From My Heart

After we go inside I tell Jamia to wait for me in the kitchen, the living room having been cleaned up but it needs repainting and new furniture still. While she goes in there I quickly go upstairs and change into pyjama pants and a tshirt, my jeans feeling uncomfortable and I quickly call Gerard. "Hey baby" he greets me cheerfully and I smile softly as I say "Hey gorgeous. I'm really sorry but I just got home and Jamia is here and she wants to clear things between us so I'm gonna quickly talk to her and get rid of her and then I'll call you back." Gerard remains silent for a few seconds before he says "Ok." "I'm sorry babe, but if this is what it takes for her to back off don't you think....." "No it's alright Frankie, you need to clear things with her, I just.....I don't like the idea of you and her alone." "Babe you know it's not like that." "I know, I just don't trust her. I was more thinking she might stab you or something." I let out a soft chuckle before saying "Well thanks for putting that in my head." Gerard laughs too before saying "Don't get stabbed babe, I like my Frankie unstabbed." I let out another laugh before saying "I'll try babe. I'll call you back as soon as she's gone, love you." "Love you too babe, I'll be waiting." I hang up and leave my phone on the bedside table as I make my way back downstairs and when I get to the kitchen Jamia is pouring two cups of coffee. "I made coffee, I hope that's ok" she says softly as she turns her head to look at me. I nod, remaining silent as I cross the room to sit at the bench. Jamia finishes fixing our coffees before bringing them to the bench and as she takes the seat beside mine I take a sip, the coffee slightly sweeter than I would normally take it. "So what do you want Jamia? You tried to have me arrested and destroy my band, then you broke into my house and stalked me and then you broke in again and destroyed my living room. Why are you doing this to me?" Jamia takes a sip of her own coffee before saying "You broke my heart Frank." "Are you fucking kidding me? I loved you Jamia, with everything I had and you fucking knew that and you went and fucked those two guys. I don't even know if they were the only ones. You fucking destroyed me and I haven't been able to trust anyone since, until Gerard." Jamia stares down at her cup as she says "I'm sorry, I regret what I did every single day. I miss you Frank, I still love you and it hurt to see you with someone else and I'm sorry for the way I've been acting."

We continue to talk for another twenty minutes, attempting to settle everything between us and as Jamia finishes her last mouthful of coffee she stands from her seat and as I turn my head to look at her my vision goes a little fuzzy and I feel a little light headed. I shake my head, trying to clear my vision as I watch Jamia remove her long coat that she's been wearing the whole time, revealing what she's wearing underneath and my eyes widen as I feel my heart race at the sight. Jamia stands infront of me dressed in a black and dark purple corset with black lace panties, black thigh high stockings on her legs and I let out a low growl as I feel my dick stir in my pants, my inhibitions seeming to be completely gone as I climb off the chair and I grip her hips tightly as I back her across the room a few steps, slamming her back into the wall as I seal my lips to hers. Jamia kisses back immediately, tangling her fingers in the back of my hair as she presses herself against me and I thrust my hips forward, grinding my hard dick against her hip. Jamia lets out a needy little whine so I slide my hands around to cup her ass, squeezing softly before I pick her up, her legs wrapping around my waist and I thrust forward again, grinding my erection against her hot, wet crotch. "Oh fuck" she pants out as we break for air and I trail my lips down her neck, licking and biting at her flesh as she writhes against me, increasing the pressure on our crotches. I pull my lips away from her neck and as I move to kiss her lips again my head spins violently from the sudden movement and I start to fall, dropping to my knees and as my vision starts to go black around the edges I vaguely register Jamia climbing out of my lap and the last thing I see before I pass out is her face, a devious smirk spread across her lips.

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