Scared To Love You Again

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Damian

I'm aware that I was under a shit ton of medication, but I know my eyes don't deceive me. The last person I expected to see waking up is the man who gave me hell as a kid. I for damn sure better have some answers on who allowed this nutless fucker into my room. As soon as the doctors pulled the tube from my mouth, Leila and Mama helped clean me up and assist me to the bathroom in my room. When I was done, I waited for them to leave and wasted no time crashing my lips against Leila's. "Mmm." I groaned. She pulls away. "Damn, those lips, baby." I licked my lips.

"Even in a time like this, you still manage to keep up with your sex drive huh?" She joked.

I smirked, biting my lip. "Look who's talking. I might've not been able to move, but I could still feel, baby. You ain't sneaky."

"What you talkin' about?" She tries to fake like she doesn't know by scratching her ear and looking away from me.

I placed my hands on her waist. "Girl, I felt you tryna violate me in my sleep. Stop playin."

"I... okay... see."

I bite down on my lip again. "Uh huh. I thought you wanted to take things slow?"

"I did, but I didn't think you were gonna get shot right after. Baby, you scared me. I realized that life is too damn short to want to take it slow right now. I need you, Damian."

"I need you too, baby." I bring our lips back to each other, dragging her to the bed with me. "Do me a favor?" I asked.

Her tiny hands rested on my shoulders while she looked at me with this big brown eyes. "Anything."

"Lock the door." She didn't even hesitate to do so.

When Leila returned, she noticed I winced at my lower half when I tried to scoot back into the bed. "But, baby you're hurt."

"My dick isn't. Get over here."

She lightly straddles me. "I don't wanna hurt you more, Damian." She whispered to me.

"You won't, baby. You won't." We were both itching to get each other's clothes off while our tongues craved for one another's taste. I hiked her sundress up and as soon as I pulled her panties to the side, someone began to knock at the door. I groaned impatiently of frustration.

Leila whimpered in displeasure.

"Mr. Romano?" The doctor called out from the other end.

"Yeah, just give me a second, please."

"Damiannn." Leila whined. I know what she wants and I plan to give it to her as soon as I get the chance.

"It's okay, baby. I gotchu. Just gotta wait, alright?"

She nods with her puppy dog eyes and pouty lips before placing a peck to my lips. She gets herself together as I do the same. When Leila unlocked the door, the doctor came through eyeing us both for a quick second. He chuckled. "Hello, Damian. Feeling any better?"

"I was about to." My eyes fell to Leila's thick, curvy figure then back to the doctor. Eyeing his familiar facial appearance. "Get the fuck outta here... Lorenzo?"

"It's about time you realized you son a bitch." He laughed lightly and comes over for a bro hug.

"Fuck you, you dickhead." I laughed as well.

"You two know each other?" Leila questioned.

"This is my cousin. Through my foster family of course. Renzo, this is my beautiful girlfriend, Leila."

"We've met." He shakes her hand. "I was her doctor as well." He eyes Leila from head to toe. "So, this is the legendary Leila who turned our Damian into a bonafide simp?"