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𝗞𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗥
𝟮𝟮 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱
♈︎"Lemme take yo' mind off it then, mama."
The raspiness of the words had sparks shooting down Kianna's body, as Samir gave her a hard stare. She wasn't to sure how to respond as a blush fluttered through her body.
She looked away from his intense gaze, unable to keep the eye contact, or the desire that was seen in his brown eyes.
"H-how would you do that?" She asked him, swallowing thickly at the feeling of her throat drying up.
She jumped a bit when Samirs heavy hand laid two smacks to her ass, before cupping it and massaging it gently.
"Lemme' show you how beautiful you are pretty. This whole night imma show you just how much I love you—the way you should be loved— you gon' let me?" Kianna melted at his words, her eyes widening a bit has he spoke the words to her quietly in her ear.
She wouldn't deny that there was a pulsing happening between her legs, and she had to look away from Samir when it got to much.
The gruffness in his voice, the slight rasp he had when he spoke to her and the way his hands moved to grip her hips when he spoke, all had Kianna in a trance.
He was so mesmerizing.
And the way he spoke to her, with such confidence like he knew he could back up his words, almost had her knees buckling.
A million thoughts were in her head, but she wanted this.
She wanted him. And how could she deny love from the one person that truly showed it to her?
Shakenly she answered him, "okay."
Within the two seconds that Kianna used to mutter out her consent, Samir had grabbed her— lifting her body up into his strong arms and slanting his lips over hers feverishly.
The kiss was nowhere near the gentle touches he'd given her before. This one had a passion to it so strong, it seemed to promise Kianna what was to come.
Their lips were sloppily placed against the other, moans and soft pants being heard, as they continued to bite and suck on eachother wanting to taste the other wholeheartedly.
Samir's hands gripped onto her ass that was covered beneath her short dress, letting out a deep groan in annoyance at the fact that he couldn't directly touch the soft flesh.
He smacked her ass twice, again, before using that hands to cuff under her thighs to carry her out of the bath. His other hands gripping onto her jaw to control the way he kissed her.
Kianna didn't even realize they were moving until she was gently placed onto her bed, her legs unwrapping from Samirs waist to lay beside her as her hands ran down his toned back.