Afterglow ❃ l.m.j

• chapter twenty •

warning: this chapter is complete smut, so if full fledged scenes aren't your thing, skip this chapter!

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On the other side of the bedroom door where no one could see, Normani and I were ravenous. A clash of teeth and limbs and lips and my head was no longer in control. The minute she sunk her fingers into my underwear to drag it down, every resolve I had ended.

"Fuck, please..." I moaned, thrusting my hips forward. She paused her hand movements playfully, her lips still on my neck beside my ear. The kiss she laid on my skin was small.

"Please, what?"

All of her movements were frozen in time as she watched my every move. The way my lips parted, my breath halted, my eyes rolled back and my hips forward. My eyes were low when they looked into hers.

"You're gonna kill me." I whispered.

There was a chuckle before the sound of fabric ripping. "Yeah... Something like that." And then she was pushing me onto the nearby bed and climbing on top of me.

When she sunk down onto my hips, all I could feel was warmth. The friction from her jeans was a bit rough against my soft skin, but not in a way that I didn't find enticing. I placed my hands on her waist to control the way she began to soon shift back and forth on top of me. Every stroke of her zipper against my pelvis made me feel like I was going to burst.

"God, I... I want you." I cried, wincing when she just narrowly missed where I really wanted her. She smiled devilishly.

"Not yet. I want to take my time with you."

The straps of my dress fell from my arms, and she wasted no time in maneuvering with it. When her mouth found one of my nipples, I felt her tongue flick over the silver, causing me to shudder. I moved my hand from her waist to her lower back, digging my nails in as I tore down. In response, I felt the vibration of her moan against my chest.

Her lips detached from my nipple and kissed its way around my torso. Then she sat up, preparing to remove her jeans. I watched her in amazement. Her body was curve filled, strong, and smooth. She seemed to handle it with grace. As she dragged her jeans down her thighs, her eyes never left me, and mine hers. She was serious about nearly killing me. It was obvious. The pants hit the floor with a soft plop and I sat up on my elbows in anticipation. Normani feigned as if she was going to take off her thong next and then decided against it.

My legs were spread in front of her, giving her access to almost everything. The room felt like a billion degrees and I was beginning to get antsy. I just wanted her on me in every way and it's like I couldn't say it enough. I decided to play her little game too. I fully sat up, ruffling my hair to the side with one hand as I traced the outline of my chest with the other. When my hand found my nipple and I pinched at the piercing, I didn't even try to hold back the moan I let out. The brunette watched out of curiosity. My mewls and curses were soft as I played with myself. My left hand rubbed along my thighs, raising my dress just slightly higher. I saw her follow the gaze of my dress.

"Come here." My voice carried the short distance. She followed with what looked like weak knees.

When she stood in front of me, my lips were in the line of sight of above her underwear. I leaned forward and laid a kiss on her abdomen while I worked my other hand off of my chest and towards her. I slid a finger through the side of her thong, smoothing it slowly from her clit down to her lips. A coat of wetness graced me once I reached the latter.