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🦋Olivia Renee Hayes🦋
Saturday, October 17, 2020
I woke up and ski was laying behind with his hand draped over my baby bump. He always loved to sleep hugging my stomach.
I felt extremely hot and sweaty.
I picked up his hand and moved it before shoving the blankets down and turning in my fan. I took my clothes off, leaving me in my bra and underwear and got back in bed, cuddling up against Stokeley.
"Come here," he pulled me closer.
"Stokeley?"
"Hm?"
"Are you okay?"
"I guess."
I sat up and looked at him, "what does that mean?"
He looked at me, putting his arm on his forehead. "I don't know, I never fight with my mom. I hate fighting with her."
"I even tried to call Her earlier when I woke up to use the bathroom, and she got her phone number changed." He explained. "I'm sitting here tryna figure out why she's so mad and I can't. Do you understand it?"
"Understand what?" I asked.
"Like if this was your son what would you do?" He asked.
"I'd encourage him to be a great guy because you're a great guy. And I'd be there for him and the girl, as long as he's healthy, happy, and safe that's all I care about."
"That's what I keep thinking but I guess she doesn't think the same thing," he shrugged. "It doesn't matter, I have you right?"
I smiled, "yeah you got me and baby whatever I name him."
"You should name him after your dad," he suggested.
"Nah, I don't really remember him that much he died when I was still damn near a baby."
"What names have you been thinking about?" He asked me.
"Like Jordan, or maybe Prince. I don't know, what names do you think?" I asked him.
"I like jordyn like with a y," he told me.
"Yeah, I like that. So Jordyn. You have me and Jordyn," I told him.
He smiled at me before looking down at my mostly exposed body, "whachu on?"
"I was hot so I took off my clothes," I smirked down at him.
I'm not gonna lie, I've been so horny these past few days and it's taking a lot of self control to not ask him to take me. But I refuse to make the first move. I want to be swept off my feet and when he sweeps me off my feet I'll let him have some.
He's already swept me off my feet who am I kidding. Maybe it's just my hormones but I feel like I need to have to sex or I'm gonna die. Straight like that.
"Wearing a matching set though, huh? What did you think you was doing with me last night?" He smirked.
"I- nothing." I blushed and looked away, crossing my arms.
"Aww you wanna fuck me," he teased me as he grabbed my wait, playing with the top of my panties.
I rolled my eyes, "you're childish. Just because I'm wearing a set doesn't mean that I wanted t-"
"But you knew I'd probably spend the night. And I bet your freshly shaved too," he smirked at me.
I blushed and rolled my eyes, pushing his hand away.
"I'm just playing with you baby," he smirked and pulled me on his lap so I was straddling him while he laid back on his hands. "I like this view."
I smacked my lips and hit him in his chest, "stop playing with me."
"You wanna have sex?" He looked up at me catching eye contact as his hands caressed my thighs.
I bit my lip, thinking about it. "Maybe, maybe not."
I shrugged and moved off of his lap. I wasn't giving in that easily and he was going to have to work for it.
