I damn near swallow my tongue as I take in the red satin dress that covers her body.
“How the hell are we gonna sleep with your titties and pussy playing peakaboo in that little ass slip?”
Sadia’s thick thighs are on full display, and the urge to lick from her toes to her lips fills my body with adrenaline. My eyes burn as I mentally take endless pictures of Sadia. I know what she tastes and feels like, but I want to pretend like a novice to her body.
“Sleep is the only thing on the agenda, Chance. My poor little treasure needs a break from all the love and affection you’ve been giving her.”
“Oh, if you needed me to rub the soreness out, all you had to do was say so.” I smirk before I take steps toward her as she slowly retreats with her hands up.
“Nope. I just want to take a nap. That’s it.”
“My pussy, my problem with your Ebony fromThe Player’s Club-sounding ass. Don’t be trying to restrict me, woman.”
A mischievous grin slides into place when Sadia’s back hits the wall, and I box her in with my hands on both sides of her.
“Ch-Chance, I just want—” Her words are cut off when my right hand cups the thin material that covers her lower lips.
“Are you sure?” My eyes peer into hers as I take in the warring between giving in and standing her ground.
Sadia visibly swallows, then her head bobs slowly. I lean in and kiss her lips sweetly.
“Okay, I’ll let you make it for now.” I stand to my full height, take her hand, and walk into the bedroom.
After my encounter with Jamie and his wife, a nap with Sadia will recenter me and put me back on the high that her presence gives me. It took me no time to shower and get into bed, in nothing more than my underwear. The cheesy smile that upturns my lips once I’m settled in behind Sadia in the bed should be studied. It takes minutes for me to fall into dreamland as my arm comfortably rests around Sadia’s waist. Sadia and I slept for damn near four hours, and it was the best sleep, as proven by the drool in the corner of my mouth when I woke up alittle bit ago. After another quick shower, Sadia and I are out the door to hit up some of the shops near the resort.
Not interested in being around Jamie or Peaches again, I send a group text to my boys to let them know of my sudden change in plans.
Me:
Aye, I wanted to let y’all know that I’ll be with my lady for the rest of our time here. Let’s link in a couple of weeks to catch up and shit.
Only five minutes pass before my phone pings back-to-back with replies from everyone but Jamie, who I didn’t include in the group.
Morris:
Man, love looks good on you, bro. I feel like a proud poppa seeing you in the thick of shit with your lady. *single tear emoji*
Thomas:
That’s what the fuck I’m talking about. I love to see this shit with you, bro.
Raymond:
For sho, bro. I look forward to the engagement announcement. Safe travels home.
Me:
Good looking, y’all. *two finger emoji*
I smile and exit the text thread, feeling better about my friends’ responses to my decision to spend my remaining time with Sadia.
“What do you think about these shoes, Chance?” Sadia turns her foot from left to right as her lips twist.
“They make your calves look amazing. Get those too.”
“I can’t get every pair that I try on, Chance.”
“Who says?”
