"Hell yeah. You're doing your thing."
I beamed with happiness. "Let's try to make it to the couch. Can you walk?"
Jamari scoffed. "Yeah, I can walk. It's not rocket science."
I rolled my eyes, knowing I'd be walking slowly to the couch. I felt him behind me, and as much as I wanted to look back, I didn't. Having Jamari in my space felt like he belonged. I was happy that he called and wanted to chill with me. I wondered if I'd be too forward if I let this man know what I wanted. It had been a while since I had felt something for someone the way I did for him.
We reached my white and black couch and took our seats close together. Being this close to him had my body on fire. I needed to turn off the heat or turn it down. I knew I felt hot, too damn hot.
"Are you going to turn on the TV or something?"
I chuckled and dropped my head. "Sure, I can, but the remote's on the entertainment center, and I can't move right now."
Jamari dropped his head back and closed his eyes. That move had me wanting to kiss the side of his neck.
"You gotta stop looking at me like that," he voiced.
I lifted a brow. "How am I looking at you?"
He opened his eyes and peered at me. "Like you want to get fucked."
I chuckled, dropping my head. "Oh, you have no idea what I want to do to you." The liquor gave me the courage I needed to talk that big girl talk.
Jamari jerked his head up and eyed me with narrowed eyes. His eyes slowly raked down my body, causing me to shudder. If only he knew that look had my nipples getting hard. My pussy grew wet with my juices.
"Man, you don't know what the hell you're saying right now."
I placed a hand on my hip and glowered at him. "At my big age, I know exactly what I'm saying. I also know what I want. You can't sit here and say you don't want me too."
Jamari licked his lips and dropped his head as he laughed. When he laughed at me, I grew offended. I never had a man laugh at me when I came on to him. I didn't do that often, but with Jamari, he had me doing some of the wildest things. Still, for him to laugh at me, it hurt my feelings in the worst possible way.
I made a move to get up, a little pissed off, but he grabbed my wrist and tugged me back down.
"Nah, you're not going to say shit like that to me and walk away. You're bold, for real. I've never met a woman like you before."
"And you never will. I'm one of a kind."
He laughed lightly. "I see that. I'm not into casual sex. That's not me."
I arched an eyebrow. "What do you expect from me then? I can see you want me as much as I want you, so why beat around the bush?"
Jamari appeared to be a man who knew what he wanted. Although he was calm and quiet, he never held anything back. From the time I met him and talked to him, he told me like it was.
"As I said, I'm not into casual fucking. If we're going to fuck, I need to know if it'll be a one-time thing or more? Since I've met you, you’ve taken charge and pushed yourself to talk to me. What's that about?"
I nibbled on my bottom lip, not knowing how to tell him what I felt. Was it too soon to speak on this? Still, I had come too far to turn back now. Truthfully, both of us had.
Jamari leaned in closer to me, and I could smell the liquor on his breath. To me, it smelled good on him, so I moved even closer to him.
"Don't you want to hear what I have to say?" I was breathless as his lips came closer to mine.
"Yeah, I do, but right now, I want to feel my lips against yours."
With that, Jamari pressed his lips to mine, and both of us let out a sigh. It felt like we both needed this. This felt like home. I moved even closer to him, wanting to feel our bodies pressed together.
Even if he thought this would be a casual fuck, it wouldn't be. He'd be mine. He just had to accept that I'd be in his life. I got him to talk to me when he'd brushed off other women. That had to mean something.
Jamari laid me down on the couch and positioned himself between my open legs. He ran his hand up and down the thigh he could have touched. My body ached with so much need for him, wanting to feel him buried deep inside of me. His dick felt heavy, lying against my stomach. The liquor I had consumed had my body sweating, and the fire I had for this man sizzled out of control. I needed to get out of my clothes and fast. If I didn't, I had a feeling that I'd explode.
