𝑳𝑼𝑺𝑻𝟺𝑳𝑰𝑭𝑬.

CHERRY.

Nov, 15. Thursday 8pm.
Pov: Abel Tesfaye.

"Ali bear, you like daddy's outfit?" I knelt down pointing to myself waiting for her response. She stood there, her big brown eyes staring into mine as if I was her source of entertainment. Pulling a fake thinking expression she finally smiled showing off her white pretty baby teeth. "Yea! You so handsome." She grabbed my cheeks.

"Thank you princess." Liz came around the corner pulling her dress down just as I was pulling Ali in for a hug.

"My apologies, I thought she was asleep." Her face flushed a bright red. Coming to my feet, Ali races over to go hug her and tell her how pretty she is. Something about this feels wrong, because I don't think I've quite gotten over my feelings about Carmen. I still love her, but I know she'll never love me the same.

Sweet giggles mixed with pure joy pulled me back into the present. I took in her beauty for everything it was. I probably looked like a starstruck dummy staring at her as if I was geeked on some shit out of my league. "You okay?" She approach me, a lighthearted laugh rolling off her voice.

"Yeah," my eyes traced up and down her body, "you look gorgeous."

"You're looking quite handsome and fine if I do say so myself." She smiled, linking arms with me. As one of the dogs slid off the couch for a drink Ali flocked right over. She didn't seem to care about us leaving too much, so we snuck on out before she noticed and tried to keep us any longer.

We made it to the destination after a car ride full of old r&b love song throwbacks. My hand clung onto hers as her black heels carried her up the steps. Her skin was soft and cool to the touch. I knew she came from royalty by the way she dressed and spoke, only the people from Arcadia have that charm. Opening the door, making sure she's seated before I even think about a chair, down to drenching her in compliments. I came from the not so great parts, I don't want her thinking any less of me. She wasn't even a fine dime, more like a million bucks, but even money couldn't buy the heart or smile she owns. During the mini presentation I was in lala land.

Don't get me wrong Carmen was beautiful, but more so hot enough to make me seem like the loser she made a bet to date, her boy toy, the new gossip for her friend group. Elizabeth was something different. This beauty who saved my life, she complimented me, instead of contrasting, making me seem the odd one out. "Abel." She waved her paintbrush in front of me.

"Yeah?" I quickly snapped out of it.

"It's time to paint silly, is everything okay?"

"I just got lost in my head. I'm fine." A reassuring smile flickered across my face like it would if I were talking to Ali. I chose a paintbrush and picked up some colors applying them to the canvas. Painting reminds me so much of my baby girl. She'd love to do something like this.

"How's family?" I ask to make conversation.

"To be truthful, it's a headache. I decided to stay with my pa Dale, because I couldn't take another minute of Midge and her giddiness. Although maybe I'm being too bitter, because my mom passed and my dad is moving on just as life does."

My hand rested on her shoulder that shook lightly from the strokes of her hand. "You're grieving. I think it's alright to feel that way." Not wanting to invade her privacy or turn a moment bitter because of curiosity I decided not to ask anything else.

"Yes, yes, though I can assure you that I'll be fine."

By the end of it we had some pretty kick ass paintings. We were both a bit tipsy from ordering more to drink, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. Ace pulled up and loaded our paintings in the back before taking us to the hotel I booked.

I needed a getaway and clearly she did too.

Hand in hand we head inside, giggles and chuckles rippling through the empty metal stall. Her dark green eyes are gorgeous in the dim elevator lights. I wanted to rush into her bubble of space and kiss her, make her feel pleased. I didn't want to test my luck though, I was already getting lucky.

We went down the quiet hallway looking for the door number. She ended up finding it before me, so I gave her the keycard and she opened it. She sat on the bed beckoning me over with those seductive eyes. Should I feed into this? Is it wrong if she's only tipsy? I don't want her waking up next to me to regret everything..

I slowly made my way over to her tugging off my jacket. She yanked me by the collar pulling me onto her. "Are you sure you want this?" I ask, her hands on the back of my neck slowly drawing me closer and closer.

"Yes." Her lips pressed against mine. Clouds of cherry flavored chapstick were causing a tingling all over my body. A warm feeling washed over me. Naturally my hands found their ways around her curves exploring and roaming her body. Her fingertips raked through my Afro. Making my way down her body I helped rip her out of that dress she was squirming to get out of.

My eyes glued to her bare skin as I pulled back. I felt like a teenage boy whose hormones were running haywire. Her breasts incased in her black lace bra, her panties matched. Digging right back in I planted kisses on her neck, occasionally sucking mixing with gentle bites. She spoke to me; heavy breathing, soft moans, she started coming out of her bra.

Even though she gave obvious cues I still didn't want her feeling uncomfortable. I made my way back up to her ear being sure to still keep her in the moment. "You like that?" I cupped her cheek with one hand while the other kept me supported over her body. She nodded. "You want more?"

"Please." She smiled.

Scooting back down I suck on her breasts marking them up for her and I. Too eager to get to it I travel down her body to her sweet spot. I lie between her legs sniper style. Lightly rubbing on her through the panties while kissing gently all over her thighs, slowly making my way towards the prize. Slipping my fingers between the lace and her skin she drenched my fingers.

I licked up whatever was left before removing her panties with my teeth. She lifted up for me watching my every move. I can't lie, she did make me a bit nervous, but that wasn't about to stop me from going to town on her. One leg over my shoulder, the other spread just as I asked.

Running my tongue up and down her pussy, I took my time until she was near desperate. She thrusted her hips trying to get her clit on my tongue as hard as possible. I let her have it. My fingers slide right inside as my tongue makes gentle circular motions on her clit.

"Oh my god," she moaned, gripping my hair.