MINE

27- Misunderstanding

Layla shifts her body. She felt her body ache from her activities last night and she blushes.

She looks at the body beside her. She lay on her chest with her arms under her as his lay over her body on her back.

She rested her face sideways and looked at Alair who was deep asleep with a slight frown on his forehead.

She smoothens it out with her fingers as she looks at him. He shifts and grabs her, her back pressed against his chest as he held her tightly. Pressing her hard against him, he moved her long hair away and kissed her bare shoulder.

She squirms in his hold.

"Stay still or you might wake it up" he said and she freezes. She was still very sore and somehow still turned on.

She grinds against him and he flips her on to her back, "that's it" he said and kissed her deeply, her breathlessness from the unadulterated pleasure.

She runs her hands into his hair and he groans into the kiss.

He pauses and looks at her, "You need rest, especially ig you are going to be performing in a few hours." He said and her eyes widen as she sits up, forgetting about her lack of clothes.

"The wedding" she gasped put and turned to Alair who was licking his lips and looking at her body. He pushed her down and sweetly sucked on her buds.

She moans and feels herself become wet.

He stops and gets up. She looks at him flabbergasted and not in a good way. "Did you just-" she doesnt complete as she watched him enter the bathroom.

She scoffs and bites her lip at the soreness when she stands up. She wraps the sheets around her walks out towards the kitchen.

She lets out a short scream when she finds a man standing by the kitchen looking at her in awe and shock.

She holds the sheet tight against her body, she hears footsteps as Alair runs to her. Fortunately he had his boxers on but with a gun raised up. She would have laughed had it not been for the current situation.

"Im sorry I visited uninvited Alair" the slightly older man said in amusement and Alair rubbed his forehead and lowered his gun.

"Layla that's Dante" Alair said and Laylas eyes widen in recognition. "Alair had spoken a lot about you to me" Layla said to Dante who wouldn't stop staring at her.

Alair looks at Layla who was only in her sheets and picks her up bridal style. "Stop looking at my woman with that awestruck face, im quite aware of her beauty" Alair said to Dante.

Layla hid her face in his neck as he picked her up and led her back to their room. She was blushing hard. "God Layla I'm so sorry I didn't think he'd drop by like this" Alair said and she nods.

He places her down and kisses her lips sweetly, "although I loved to see you dressed like that at my place I don't want another to see you like that" he said and she blushed harder.

"Thats definitely not happening again" she said and he pouts. She laughed at his ridiculous expression as she walked in and washed up.

She dried herself and walked out to find the duffel bag on the bed.

She thought about last night and her folds started to become wet from just thinking about it. She dipped her fingers to her lower lips and felt the wetness. She pulled her fingers out and looked at the moisture.

"What are you doing love" Alair asked and she fisted her fingers beside her naked body. She tried to cover her body up when she looked at his intense look.