“You askin’ too many questions. Just eat.” He grinned, and I laughed.
Clinking my glass with his, I said, “Alright, fine.”
Dinner turned into flirty glances and jokes. Ahmad slid his chair closer, legs brushing mine. We talked about random shit like crazy coworkers, our favorite albums, and movies we could watch over and over again. And through it all, the pulsing between my legs grew more intense by the minute.
The way he looked at me like I was dessert. The way I licked my lips on purpose because Iknewhe was watching. The way his hand kept brushing my thigh like he couldn’t help it. Valentine’s Day was just getting started for us.
Iw a sf u l las hell, still licking the taste of Taelyn’s cooking off my lips. I was lowkey mad that I didn’t have more room in my stomach for a third plate.
She stood up from the table, glass of Patrón and lemonade in hand, hips swinging under that red lace lingerie. I couldn’t stop looking at her since I got to her spot. She looked like she’d been dipped in ‘break a nigga down’ because goddamn, she had me ready to do whatever for her ass.
“Come on,” she said, looking over her shoulder. “Let’s move to the couch.”
I leaned back in the chair for a second, rubbing my stomach with a smirk. “You tryna put me in a food coma or somethin’? That was crazy, for real.”
She smiled and sipped her drink. “I didn’t tell you to eat all that. You’re greedy.”
“You cooked all that. What was I supposed to do? Say no to you?” I stood up and stretched a little before following her into the living room. “Hell nah.”
She chuckled. “You still haven’t told me why you brought a card game.”
“You gon’ see.”
I went to grab the black box by the door, then came back and dropped down on the couch, legs spread. The Remy had me lit. Licking my lips, I watched Taelyn try to sit next to me and reached out to catch her wrist.
“Nah, come here.” I pulled her down onto my lap, letting her settle right there, ass pressing against me through the lace. ass shorts she had on. “This is where you belong.”
She laughed low. “Here you go.”
“I’m serious.” I ran my hand up her thigh and slowly kissed the side of her neck. She smelled so damn good, I wanted to bite her.
She leaned back a little, her eyes on me. “You wanna play this game or…?”
Opening the box, I said, “It’s like a card version of truth or dare. Some wild shit on here.”
Her brows raised. “Oh, you’re tryna test my limits?”
“I already know what type of time you on. Just tryna take shit to a new level.”
She smirked, grabbing her glass from the coffee table. “Okay, let’s play.”
I pulled a card out of the box and handed it to her. “Ladies first.”
She looked at it, then snorted. “This is childish.”
“What it say?”
She rolled her eyes. “Text your ex something wild or take a shot.”
“Damn. What you tryna do?”
Taelyn didn’t hesitate to take a big gulp of her drink. “I don’t play like that.” She leaned into me a little more, her hand resting on my chest. “It’s your turn.”
I pulled a card. “Easy.”
“What does it say?”
I smirked. “Kiss the person to yo’ left or take off a piece of clothin’.”
