Asiya Davis gets out of work at 11pm every night, she works at chick fil a full time to pay for her little apartment in Brooklyn New York and go to school at a small community college here in Brooklyn.. What happens when she saves a certain someone...
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~Asiya POV~
One day later
I slept in that morning, the exhaustion from the night before's event definitely being felt throughout my body. Bashar didn't mind he worked on his writing while I slept and made us breakfast in bed. He was taking care of me without making me feel broken and I appreciated that. I didn't want him to look at me any different from the Asiya he knew because I wasn't broken, not anymore. It took too long for me to piece myself back together to allow travis to break me again I refuse to allow it.
"Watchu thinking bout so hard over there?" Pop called from the doorway of the room his shirtless body leaning on the door, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Hm...nothing just how much you've been taking care of me." I said looking at him, my mind could not help but to admire how fine as fuck this man looked right about now mmm damn I'm lucky.
"Yes you are" Pops voice broke my wandering dirty mind, realizing that I said that out loud I looked up and met his smirking face and wandering eyes to my exposed chest that only covered a laced black bra. "Did I say that aloud?" I asked shyly looking away, if black people could blush I'd look like a tomato right about now.
All of a sudden my body was lifted up making me let out a small yelp not expecting the sudden movement. Pop sat me on top of his lap both my legs on either side of his body and ooh damn did I feel that bulge of his poking at my friend to let him in. He removed a strand of hair that was on my face and ran his hand down my face to my neck pulling me closer to his face. We gazed at each other, both our eyes filled with lust and longing for the other, I bit my lip and that seemed to turn him on even more. Pop pressed our lips together, moving in sync I couldn't help but let out a small moan and grind on him making him groan.
The kiss got more intense and a little bit of tongue was involved, Pops hands roamed down my body finding his way to the front of my bra unclipping it, he removed my bra's letting my girls free. Standing up on his feet with his hands holding my ass he laid me down and got on top without breaking the kiss and caressed my breasts, I moaned in return and pulled at his pants making him aware I want them off.
He got the message and removed his shorts in a swift movement and I removed my panties. He stopped kissing my lips and trailed kisses down my neck and all over my body and i was in heaven not literally but damn he knew what to do with that tongue of his.
After Pop and I got done fucking like rabbits and enjoyed the fuck out of it too we ordered food cuddled naked and watched a movie. Just as the movie was ending he gets a call and grabs his phone quickly puts his boxers on and walks out onto the balcony. The frown on my face is so evident like why does he keep doing that? Why can't he just talk on the phone while I'm in the room? I sound like an insecure ass bitch but like can you blame me? I'm falling for the dumbass and he's making me second guess myself damn it.
