21 questions

9 : Are you mad ?

A sweet smell of caramel wakes me up. I groom myself before going to the kitchen. London is only wearing a white tank top and a pink thong, which gives me a very pleasant view of her curves. I'm gonna start to believe she wants to be a mother.

"Hello you." She smiles. "Did you sleep well ?"

"I did. What are you cooking ?"

"Pancakes. Have a seat, I'm almost done."

I watch her twerk to that Rihanna song. My mind starts to make up freaky scenarios. London's body is insane.

She finally puts the pancakes on the table. She hands me a blunt and some whisky.

"I thought you wanted me to stop this morning routine ?"

"You'll stop tomorrow."

I smile.

"Look I'm sorry about last night. You were just asking a question and I took it personal. I just don't want you to see me like a monster or sum shit like that."

"It's fine."

"You sure ?"

"Yes. You look kinda hot when you're mad."

I can't help but to grin.

"You like that, don't you ?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe." I use a girly voice to mock her. "Aye, you got any plans for tonight ?"

"Nope. Why ?"

"I got the dinner I told you about with my client. He'll come with his wife."

She pauses and plays with her hair.

"You really want to show me the business ?"

"Well you tell me."

"Hmm. Okay fine, I'll come with you."

"Thanks lady. I'll pick you up at 06:30."

She nods. I pull her chair to have her closer to me. London hits my blunt with lust in her eyes.

"What are you tryna do ?"

"Handle that morning wood."

"You a wild girl."

"Am I really ?"

She straddles me, making her ass bounce on my lap. I chuckle.

"What if I wanna be lazy today ?"

"It's fine."

She takes my boxers off and looks at me.

"Dorian ?"

"Yeah."

"You do realize we never use protection right ?"

"Yeah. Why are you saying that ?"

"Because..." She shrugs. "People get pregnant."

"Nothing I wouldn't deal with. Now sit on my dick."

She lets me slide in slowly . She heaves a heavy moan when she feels me completely inside her. I grunt.

"You're so big..."

I hit my blunt, "Just for you babygirl."

I make eye contact with London, who starts to ride me. I match my moves with her to amplify both our sensations. Miss beauty ass buries her head in my neck. The room is now overhelmed by her moans. I slide my hand around her waist when she tries to escape.

"Where you going ?" I kiss her. "I want you right here."

"Dorian..." She pants. "I... I love you."

I freeze for a second. Those three words always make me feel some type of way, especially when the feeling is mutual.