Daee’s moans were muffled as she buried her face into the blanket. Her body was pinned under mine, completely at my mercy.
“I’m finna come,” she managed out, voice strained. “Fuck! Shit!”
I grabbed a fistful of her hair and roughly kissed and sucked on her neck. Daee whimpered and thrust under me until she convulsed. I pulled out. She squirted, and I emptied myself in my hand.
“Fuck, Daee,” I exhaled out in a growl, getting to my knees. I had to take my time ‘cause my legs were a lil’ weak. “I feel like I just gave you a piece of my soul. Gimme that shit back.”
Daee giggled, wrapping the blanket around her. “You took my whole soul. Give it back to me.”
I snickered. “Don’t go to sleep. We need to shower.”
“In the dark?” she squealed.
“Yeah. I have a candle somewhere. We ain’t finna lie down like this. I ain’t tryin’ to smell yo’ pussy all night unless it’s clean.”
“You’re nasty.”
“And you gon’ miss it when you leave. I might stop by and give you a hard time at yo’ job from time to time if I feel like it,” I joked.
“Oh no, you better not, Shad.” Daee smiled. “I might really knock you in the head with a box of cereal.” She yawned. “Can we watch a Christmas movie on your phone, Grinch?”
I grunted. “I gotta smoke first. That’s the only way I’ma get through that jolly shit.”
Daee stood. “We’re gonna have to wash this blanket, too, but the electricity is out. Do you have another blanket for us to sleep under?”
“Yeah, man. C’mon so we can wash up.”
After another fuck session in the shower and then washing our bodies, we got comfortable on the sofa. Daee was eating a Star Crunch, and I was smoking my weed while she navigated through the movies on the Netflix app on my phone.
The smoke filled my lungs, calming the thoughts flowing freely through my head. I watched Daee out of the corner of my eye as she chewed and scrolled. Her brows furrow in concentration, a little smudge of chocolate on her lip. The corner of my lips slightly raised while watching her.
“Okay, how aboutYours for the Holiday?” she asked, looking up at me with those big, hopeful eyes.
I took a long drag from the blunt, letting the smoke slowly drift from my lips. “I guess. Whatever that shit is. I might fall asleep.”
“No, Shad,” she laughed, kicking me with her foot. “You have to stay up and watch it with me.”
“I’m not yo’ nigga,” I had to remind Daee, cutting my eyes at her.
Daee pressed her lips together. “Well, you are tonight, nigga. Especially after you’ve been fuckin’ me as you have.”
Awwwww shit. I knew it. I knew Daee was finna be a crazy bitch after getting’ the dick,I said to myself while eyeing her. I rubbed my temple with the hand holding the blunt.
“Don’t start that crazy shit, Daee,” I warned her.
Daee giggled. “Boy, please.”
“I wasn’t a boy when I was in them guts, and you were twitching like a gah damn crackhead,” I pointed out.
Daee covered her mouth and laughed louder. She wiped at her eyes when they watered.
“I’ve had better.”
“Bi—”
“Call me a bitch, Shad, and I swear,” she warned, glaring at me.
I smirked. “Beautiful bitch.”
