"Reciprocate this energy to me, you know I love you."
PUBLISHED..- December 18th, 2022.
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"move. I'm still mad at you." De'arra groaned , pushing the massive body that laid on top of her to the side.
Jamel groaned. He knew that throwing a fit about the skirt was wrong of him, but he felt insecure some times. He knew De'arras past and he knew that she didn't fully forgive him. He was slightly insecure.
"Im sorry mama. I actually wanna' talk to you about that." He replied mumbling as he sat up , grateful that he took that advil last night.
He sat up and pulled himself to the top of the bed where de'arra layed.
She sat up as well , yawning and rubbing her eyes. Jamel couldn't help to stare at her beautiful face; she was so pretty to him.
Her gentle brown skin and her full lips were his favorite thing about her , but most of all her eyes. They were so pretty as they naturally were a bit wide and dark lined. His piece stiffened at the sight of her. Her hair was wrapped in a yellow bonnet as she had took it out of its sloppy ponytail from yesterday. The sun blazed on her as the curtains automatically opened at sun rise , giving them a view of the sun and the water.
He readjusted himself as it wasn't the time to be horny , but he couldn't contain himself.
It had a mind of its own.
"I wanted to apologize for my behavior against what you wore last night. Whatever you want to wear is your decision. I have little to none place in that. I was just slightly insecure though , de. I know you still ain't' forgive me for what I did and I know it's not an excuse to do what I did,
He paused , staring into her honey brown eyes that were softened and put directly on him. Her gaze made him nervous. Her bottom lip was tucked in between her teeth as she listened and Jamel had picked up on that; Whenever he were talking to her , her attention would be well set on him and only him. It was like she adored him.
And she did.
"But it put me in a insecure situation with myself and I let it get under my skin. Why? I don't know. I kind of let the idea of the old de get into my head. Seeming as you used to toy with niggas in some other muthafucka' face. But then I remembered how much progress you made after and while we were talking ; ie , my fuck up." He finished , with a chuckling end.
De'arra rolled her eyes with a slight smile. She was happy that even though they took a few steps back yesterday—they were making up for it today. She was happy he expressed himself to her in a fine and non conflicted manner.
