The Crossfire | Revised | Sample

i | 28 | the p i l l o w t a l k

❝ THE PILLOW TALK ❞
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───── ⋆⋅Chayanne⋅⋆ ─────

"Why can't you sleep?"

Mi shrug. "Wul heap a things deh pon mi mind."

"Like?"

Mi walk go over to the the bed and lay dung ina it. Him place him gun pon mi dresser and strip down to his underpants and socks before him slide ina the bed beside me. Facing me, him expectantly wait pon mi answer.

"Asia, Trav, CXC. . . You."

Him features - weh barely highlight by the moonlight through the window - crease likkle. "Me?"

"Yea," mi seh. "Yu secretive bad. And me nuh want nun happen to me because of anything weh yu might involved ina."

"Nothing will happen to you."

"Yu cya guarantee that, Favio."

Him draw near and place a firm kiss pon mi farid. "I can," him spin mi round and firmly press mi pon the front a him body. "Sleep."

Mi relax ina him hold. "Wish e dat easy."

"Just close your eyes."

Mi shuffle likkle bit a try get more comfortable. "Tek time and talk."

"Yu always have man over here?"

Mi elbow him. "No, just you."

Him hold me closer to him chest. "Good."

And that a when mi feel it - him hood a poke me ina me back.

"Really, Favio?"

"Stop wiggling your ass."

Mi laugh likkle and face him. "Yu always horny so nuh blame it pon me."

"I'm not bla-"

"Sure."

Mi turn round and him tightly hold me again, like him fraid mi will run weh. Content to be in his embrace, mi close mi eye dem and beg sleep fi come to me.

Bout five minutes of waiting, Favio break the silence from behind me. "Fiore?"

"Mm?"

"My dick hurts."

"Not under mi granny roof." That wuda must send me go right a the deepest pits a hell.

Him sigh.

"Back yu fist."

Mi cudan imagine how him mek up him face when him seh, "Me nuh back fist."

"Sucks to be you."

Him sigh and tek him hand from round me. Mi groan, already a miss e absence.

"Favio," mi groan and face him. "Yu fi help me sleep."

Flat pon him back, him look sideways pon me. "Me cya help yu sleep wid dis," him look dung to the tent ina him underpants.

Mi narrow mi eye dem pon him. "Yu lucky mi kinda like yu."

"Kinda?"

"Yu right. Me nuh like yu at all," I joke and stick my fingers into his underpants. Now wrapped in my hand, mi feel how hard he is. "Me deevn do anything."

"You were rubbing your ass on me all this time, Chayanne."

"Did a try get comfortable." Honestly.

"Sure."