Burning Pleasure

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Please Excuse any typos and Misspellings. 

I hope yall enjoy! 

~ Charmed 

Dime's POV

"Prima, come on. Let me do your make-up. I want to make this nigga regret that he fucked up." Amara said to me as she pulled me into her bathroom. "Sit here." She pointed to her vanity stool, that was next to her bed. I took a seat on the stool and watched her disappear into the bathroom.  I heard a bunch of commotion and things falling to the floor before Amara waltzed back into the room with her arms full of makeup products. I raised my eyebrow at her. 

Hoping she wasn't going to give me a dramatic look. 

"Now, I'm not gonna give you a crazy over the top look. BUUUT, I do want you to look drop dead gorgeous. I'm not saying you're already not. I just REALLY want him to hate himself for his fuck up." She said while placing all the make-up brushes and foundations on the vanity. 

"Where are yall meeting at?" She asked me while prepping. 

"Uh, we're meeting at this Axe throwing place over in Bellaire." I answered while tucking my phone in between my thighs. Amara turned towards me with a slightly shocked look on her face. 

"Does he really think that an Axe throwing place is a GOOD idea for you two meet at?" Amara asked with a raised eyebrow. I simply shrugged and tilted my head. 

"Dios mío... this boy is just slow." She mumbled, making me shake my head.  

"Alright, tilt your head back." she said while facing me with a makeup brush in hand. I followed her instructions and let her work her magic. 

After Amara finished my makeup, she took pictures and videos of her finished product, I did my hair and added two braids  on each side of my head. 

"You look so pretty cousin." Layla complimented. I widely smiled, "Thank you, LayLay." 

"What are you going to wear?" Amara asked while packing up her makeup. I shrugged. "I have a few fits in my bag. I'm gonna try them on and I'll let y'all vote on which ones the best." I said to them, they both nodded their heads. I stood up and walked out of the room, then made my way back into the guest room. I grabbed my bag and pulled out the two outfits. 

I grabbed the first one and put it on and walked out and made my way back into Amara's room. 

"Ooooh Okay. That out fit is super cute! I like the shorts and that shirt. You got your tatas hanging all out and I'm here for it." Amara complimented while clapping her hands. I laughed and looked at myself in the full body mirror. I had on jean shorts with a white bustier and my rainbow nike dunks. 

"Yeah, I love this fit on you but... I personally think it doesn't fit the scenario. I think you may need something more... something that would make a statement. Just incase you might have to stump a nigga out." Layla bluntly said, making Amara gasp and playfully push her.