Playing With Fire (Lesbian)(Not Edited)

Chapter 16

"My god woman, are you two finished yet?" Casime stood at the stove plating food for us.

Blushing and pulling my robe closed, "yeah we are. She is um- tired." I chuckle.

"Yeah I heard. I thought she needed help when I heard smacking and what sounded like a mix of crying and moaning."

I smirked, secretly reliving the moment he was picking at. Amari was riding my fingers, while I was slapping her ass cheeks. I'm sure its red and sore.

"Something smells good." Amari shuffles out my room, going directly towards Casime since he was holding the food.

Casime, slides away from her playfully. "Did you wash your hands?"

She stares at him, "of course. I'm not an animal."

He lifts his eyebrow, "you sure about that?"

I burst out laughing. Casime plays too much. Amari is trying to suppress a blush.

"Okay, Casime chill. What are we eating?"

"Nothing fancy, just steak and salads. The baked potatoes are in the oven." He said.

"Good, Amari take a seat. I will bring your plate to you."After fixing our food and pouring something for us to drink, I carry the food to the living room so we could eat.

"Thank you, it smells so good."

"Well you know, I got a little skills in the kitchen."

Washing down my first bite, "boy hush this is the only thing you don't burn." I say jokingly.

"And if I did burn it, you wouldn't have noticed shit. So shut up and stuff your face."

"I have you know my sense of taste is spot on tonight." I say with a sly smirk.

I hear Amari cough, clearly she wasn't expecting my comment. I touch her back and she responds by arching tentatively. I smile wickedly, I like that shit. I just might have a little fun with this. Amari holds her hand up, signaling she was fine.

"See what you did Casime? My guest over hear choking." He starts laughing.

"Now you are just making it to damn easy."

After the jokes were done, we finished dinner and stared at the television. A few comments are made here and there but nothing worth documenting in history. Somewhere during our glass of wine, her phone started ringing from the room. She asked for the time.

"11:58 p.m."

"Jamar. Excuse for a minute." I nod and go back to looking at the show.

"So you must be over the husband thing." Casime said.

"Yeah, she explained her situation. I can't really blame her too much, it's not like there are feelings involved between them."

"Okay, so is there something between yall?"

"May-"

"JAMAR DON'T START WITH ME! GABBY IS- " yelled Amari.

"Hold on Casime." I get up and go to my room. I see her pacing the floor, angrily. I couldn't make out was he was saying but I'm just going to assume he wants her to come home.

I grab her hand and stops walking. I don't need his nasty attitude fucking up tonight. We have finally made a connection, I don't need this shit. So I back her against my dresser, Jamar was still yelling.

"Jamar, not tonight. Gabby is with her grandma so go out with your boys or something." I hope I don't break a nail. Amari is a little thinner than me, so this should be easy. I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist. I give her a flirty smile. She steadies her herself by putting her hand on my shoulder. Not giving her a chance to stop me, I assault her neck with tender kisses. She grab the back of my head, massaging my head for encouragement. Her body relaxes.