《Urban Divinity》25
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My heart was running a million miles an hour as memories of just twenty minutes ago made my cheeks burn and my hormones spike. Never in my life had I felt like that, especially because of another person. Shoot, I could only do so much by myself and even then I'm not very experienced!
My hands slowly wrapped my towel around my body, "In the kitchen?!" I whisper scream to myself as I look in the mirror. My cheeks felt like they were permanently blushing as I tightened the towel around my body, "You let him do that to you in the kitchen!" I press my palm against my forehead and stare ahead, completely shook at the thought of it.
He always found a way to make my body react. He could just be breathing and I'd be ready to jump on him. I feel like a complete horn dog around him but in all honesty I couldn't help it!
"Babe." Dion called softly and I jump slightly, "Coming!" I quickly rush to the door and take a deep breath, "Calm.." I remind myself and stand up straighter. I open the door and instantly feel my wall crumble as a smile spread across his face and those deep chocolate eyes locked onto mine. He bit his lip as he moved a hand up to lean against the door frame, "You good?" He chuckles softly and my heart flutters. I nod my head and he hums softly, "You still hungry?" I nod my head again and his eyes twinkle as he leans down closer, "Do you want breakfast?" Once again, like the heart struck dummy I am, I nodded my head with a goofy smile on my face.
My eyes flicked between his lips and his eyes as I slowly stepped closer. He leaned in closer until his lips gently brushed against mine, "Cute.." he mumbles softly and I couldn't help my giggle before placing a slow and gentle kiss on his lips. His hands slowly moved to my waist as he pulled my body against his. The once soft kiss slowly turned hot as his tongue grazed against my bottom lip, "Dion.." I mumble softly and slowly pull away, my breathing heavier as his eyes stayed locked on my lips.
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His hands tightened on my waist, "Stop playin.." He pouted as he pulled me back in but I turn my cheek, letting his lips press against it, "But I'm hungry.." I feign a pout and watch him pause for a moment. I could tell he was holding himself back as his fingers tightened their grip on my waist before reluctantly letting go, "Okay.. You start breakfast while I take a shower." He steps away as I nod my head, "Yes Daddy." I smile innocently and watch his eyes darken. His fingers twitched at his sides but he only took another step back, "Keep playin.." he mumbles softly, his voice getting deep as he eyed me. My tummy skittered with butterflies but I ignored them as I feigned innocence, "What did I do?" I told my head to the side and pout as I step closer.
The sexual tension in the air between us was thick but I kept playing dumb, "Well I'm sorry.. Will bacon and pancakes make it better?" I look at him through my lashes and smile as he nods his head slowly. He looked stressed as he eyed me, his dark orbs dripping with lust, "Y-Yeah that's good.. Go 'head." I smile and stand on the tips of my toes to place a small kiss on his lips.
He moves to grab me but I back away and pretend to fix my towel, letting my boobs spill out, "Oh no!" I gasp softly and turn around quickly, knowing my towel was short and almost exposing my butt. He hissed softly behind me and I open the towel fully before rewrapping it, "Wouldn't want to flash you.." I giggle softy and look over my shoulder at him.
He looked so conflicted as he watched me. Like a lost puppy trying to choose which direction to go home. Heading right for sex but risk a chance I'm not ready or go left and play the good boyfriend and wait for me.
I could tell he was thinking hard before he groaned softly and stepped into the bathroom, "I'll be out.. soon." I smile and nod, "Okay, Daddy." His eyes darkened but he said nothing as I walked my happy butt right past him to the bedroom. I could feel his eyes burning holes in the back of my head.
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If he wants to tease, I can too.
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To say I really worked him up would be an understatement. His shower lasted all of breakfast and even after he got out he eyed me like a lion stalking its prey. I couldn't lie and say that I wasn't enjoying it because it's way too fun to tease him.
Even now as I laid in the bed with only his shirt and a pair of underwear, I could feel his gaze on me, sending tingles to my tummy. But I restrained myself as I scrolled through Instagram, looking at stupid videos and hair accessories I'll never buy.
"He's cute.." I mumble softly as I land on a picture of a puppy. The shuffling behind me instantly stopped, making me have to fight to keep a smile off my lips.
"What you watching?" His sweats hung low on his hips as he made his way to the bed. His eyes looked over my shoulder and I pull my phone away, "Nunya." I giggle innocently and watch him reach for my phone again but I move it away, "Stooop." I whine and roll over, slightly pushing my butt towards him as I moved into my tummy.
I could feel him hesitate before he reached for my phone again, making my extend my arm in front of me, "Get out my business, sir." I fake pout and look up at him. His face looked calm but I could see the rage in his eyes as he eyed me hard, "You playin too much.. Who on the phone?" His body caged mine in as he crawled over me. The heat of his body and the fan of his minty breath could have made me melt in a puddle as I looked up at him.
My body screamed for me to drop the phone and act up but my mind wanted to get even so bad.
Focus! Prank now, sex later!
I shake my head, "Don't worry about hi- It." I correct myself and hold back my laugh at Dion's face. If "I know Dang well you lying" had a face, it would be his right now.
I try to brush him off as I move to crawl from under him, "Leave me a-" My breath caught in my throat as his hand wrapped around my neck, bending my head back to look him dead in the eyes, "You tryna get me mad or something?" He angrily brought his face down closer, "I'm not one of them bitch ass niggas from 'round here.. Act like I won't kill that bitch in ya phone." My eyes widened at his words and I had no time to react as he snatched my phone and opened insta.
"A dog?" His face changes to confusion as he looked at the image before rolling his eyes, "Haha.. U so funny." I couldn't help my laugh at his sour attitude. He's just mad that I got my revenge.
He tossed my phone on the bed before leaning back down to look me in my eyes, "You keep playing wit me.. that's dangerous." The look in his eyes could turn me into a bitch in heat any day. Our position didn't help. My arch back, butt almost against him, and a hand around my throat was a dangerous combination. Even more so with Dion already in the mood.
"I'm sorry, Dion..I'll be good.." I poke out my bottom lip and watch his eyes move to my lips. He groans softly before taking a small step back, "Shit.. You dangerous.""
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