“I know what I’m missing. You left, remember?” His phone rang loudly. He ignored it.
“Maybe I came to see what I was missing.” I told him, quietly.
He smiled, knowing and conceited, showing those dimples. “What? You missin’ me now?”
I smiled back. “Maybe.”
He stared at me for a minute. His face turned from kidding to serious. He moved my legs and got up. “I’m not gon’ play games with you any more Jazz. I do it because I love you but this shit is gettin’ old.”
“Dre, I’m not trying to play games with you. I just...” I stood.
I moved into his space and shifted all my weight onto my toes to reach him again. He stuck his tongue out and let me close my lips around it until we were in a kiss more passionate than I’d ever experienced. He slid his strong hands under my butt and picked me up off the ground. I wrapped my version of Heaven and Hell around his thick body and he was back where he wanted to be. He held me up like I weighed nothing and moved me until my back was against a wall. We pressed into each other like space would be deadly. This is what I meant by dangerous. His tongue was tracing the line of my neck. I could feel him through his jeans. I could tell how badly he wanted me and I also noticed how thin the material of my leggings were. I squirmed from the wanting and his tongue continued to dance on my skin. I was breathless. His phone rang again. He ignored it, but it brought me back to reality.
I pulled away.
“Maybe I came to see what I was missing.” I told him, quietly.
He smiled, knowing and conceited, showing those dimples. “What? You missin’ me now?”
I smiled back. “Maybe.”
He stared at me for a minute. His face turned from kidding to serious. He moved my legs and got up. “I’m not gon’ play games with you any more Jazz. I do it because I love you but this shit is gettin’ old.”
“Dre, I’m not trying to play games with you. I just...” I stood.
I moved into his space and shifted all my weight onto my toes to reach him again. He stuck his tongue out and let me close my lips around it until we were in a kiss more passionate than I’d ever experienced. He slid his strong hands under my butt and picked me up off the ground. I wrapped my version of Heaven and Hell around his thick body and he was back where he wanted to be. He held me up like I weighed nothing and moved me until my back was against a wall. We pressed into each other like space would be deadly. This is what I meant by dangerous. His tongue was tracing the line of my neck. I could feel him through his jeans. I could tell how badly he wanted me and I also noticed how thin the material of my leggings were. I squirmed from the wanting and his tongue continued to dance on my skin. I was breathless. His phone rang again. He ignored it, but it brought me back to reality.
I pulled away.