𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ✔ 𝗚𝘅𝗚

18

"so delilah, huh?" trey teases and i felt my cheeks darkened.

"wow! you're even blushing." he gasps and placed his hands on his cheek dramatically, making me roll my eyes.

i cant help it. this is delilah we're talking about. my girlfriend delilah. she's everything someone would ever want in a significant other. she's got the eyes of the stars and she has the voice of an angel, the body of a goddess and the smile of a baby's.

last night when i asked her to be my girlfriend, she said yes. we sorted out the sugar mommy thing and she agreed that i can spoil her and that she won't stop me from doing so because persuasion won't work.

im happy that she finally settled with the fact that i like spending my money on her, whether or not she likes it.

delilah is just... the type who deserves everything.

"oi! anabelle, bitch." trey smacked my cheek a couple time and i glared at him.

"what?"

"i've been calling you for some time now and you ain't answering." he said, "day-dreaming about delilah?"

"damn right i am." i muttered walked to my last period of the day, history. trey followed behind me and i walked into the class grumpily.

man, i just hate history.

trey sat beside me and i took out my phone.

- baby

i sent the message and after a few seconds she replied.

mi corazón💗 – yesss?

- i miss you.

mi corazón💗 - it's only been five minutes, belle

- you don't miss me?

mi corazón💗 - of course i do, baby

- so what's your prob then?

mi corazón💗 - 😂🤦🏻‍♀️
mi corazón💗 - you'll see me in an hour and a half
mi corazón💗 - igtg, boo☺️ talk to you when i see you <3

she didn't even give me time to respond as all the messages were sent a few seconds apart. damn she got fast fingers.

i replied back with an 'mkay' and put up my phone.

"my heart." trey said, "that's cute."

"stop sticking your nose where it doesn't belong." i put my phone on silent and waited for the teacher to entire the classroom.

thirty minutes later and he still wasn't here and i was getting bored.

i took out my phone and texted my baby.

- can you meet me in the bathroom?
seen: 2:23pm

i didn't get a response so i take it that she's going to ask the teacher. i got up and left the classroom and headed to get bathroom.

i checked the stalls and didn't see anyone on the inside.

i waited patiently for delilah and i heard the bathroom door opened. i turned and was about to hug the person, but it wasn't delilah. i groaned.

where are you, baby?

the person used the bathroom and left and yet again, i was waiting for delilah. i tapped my fingers against the sink and the door opened. i looked through the mirror at the person and saw delilah. she came up to me and wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my back.

i smiled at her and turned around. delilah's arms fell around my body and she rested her head underneath my boobs.

"mm," she sighs in content, "i love your smell."

i laughed and wrapped my arms around her body.

"thank you."

after a while, she pulled back from the hug and looked up at me. i didn't say anything and neither did she. enough was being said with our eyes, — i missed you and i want to kiss you.

delilah sighed, "can i stay over at yours tonight?"

"don't you always?"

"yes but it's still nice to ask."

"whatever suits you. just know that you're always welcomed there." delilah smiled widely at my response and i couldn't stop myself from the kissing the living hell out of her.

i lifted her and placed her on the counter so that she could be at my height. i placed my hands beside her luscious thighs as our lips molded against one another. i closed my eyes, relaxing into the kiss and delilah wrapped her arms around my waist.

my hand trailed to her thigh and i rubbed it in slow circles to tease her.

delilah groaned softly in my mouth and her hand went to my hair and she pulled it from it's ponytail. her fingers raked through my hair and grazed against my scalp, making me sigh in content.

i love when she does that.

she pulled me closer to her, trapping me between her thighs and i couldn't help but feel hard at this position.

my teeth grazed against her bottom lip and she opened her mouth. i make my tongue slide into her mouth, them clashing against one another and i forgot everything around me. the only thing that i could focus on were delilah's moans and whimpers.

i felt my dick throb and i groaned in her mouth.

"baby, we have to stop."

"but i don't want to, belle." she whimpers against my lips and i feel her lift her hand off of her thigh and brought it closer to her core, "i want you to touch me." my eyes widened.

"please, belle."

i almost gave in, almost.

"we're in school, babygirl. i can't let you get caught and ruin your records."

"i don't care about them. i just want you to touch me, belle." her whimpers became louder and louder as she grinded against my palm.

my eyes fell to her closed eyes and her slightly agape mouth.

"delilah, no." i moved my hand, "when we get home, you'll get what you want but not now." i said firmly and she nodded, her eyes meeting mine.

"good. now stop bratting and be patient. go back to class."