Me, You & Hennessy

MU&H2.

Levianna Stevenson.

"How the fuck did you pull that off." My voice matches the voice of a undercover spy or something as I sit in my closet on the phone.

"Lets just say, I have quick reflexes. Squatting on that toilet, then climbing through a vent, wasnt my ideal plan of the night ma." His deep voice booms down my spine, giving me every reason to be glistening with arousal. My skin grew goosebumps when I talked to him, I kinda liked it too.

"I couldve sworn I was going to get caught. She probably wouldve killed me." I exhale then wait for his reply.

"Then we wouldnt be able to see each other. I dont know about you, but I'd hate that." He says as the corners of my lips turn up to a blush.

"I would hate that." I blush immensely and he chuckles into the line.

"You know, that moment we had. It was a sexy moment. I was sure we were finna get a little freaky." His husky voice heaps into the line.

"I mean. It was, but what if we got caught?" I ask. I never imagined even making out with a older guy, if we ever messed around, that'd be a whole 'nother story, and probably a death notice for Chris and myself if anyone did find out we messed around.

"We wont ever get caught. We will just think outside the box, right? And remember at dinner, how my hands were right on your thigh, under the table? I was so close to feeling you Levi. So close." His voice whimpers almost.

My eyes widen as I hear my parents room door open.

"Hey I gotta call you back, my parents are up." I utter running to climb in my bed.

"Please don't hang up." His voice whines.

Listening to the footsteps of one of their feets, I stared at my iPhone debating the urge to hangup. Tapping the end button, I slipped it in my pillow case and pretended to be fast asleep.

My door opened and I could tell it was my father.

"Levi, turn this tv off. Its a little loud." My father says then turns it off for me. He closes the door as he leaves.

Christopher Brown.

My aunt had just dropped off my cousin Maliah. The one with down syndrome.

"Hey Maliah," I greet her as she nods quietly and heads over to my couch.

"Thanks alot baby, how you doing?" My aunt engages into a conversation before leaving.

"Im great. How about you?" I ask as she grins at Maliah.

"Likewise, keep a eye on her. Alright?" She warns.

"I always do. Enjoy yourself tonight." I add as she leaves to get back in her car. "So, whats up darling?" I ask Maliah as she is quiet still.

"Im okay." She softly says.

"I have a surprise for you, its coming soon I hope." I chuckle as she nods and watches a few episodes on Disney.

Maliah was only 9 years old, and she was one of those children who you couldn't tell had down syndrome, they don't all look the same. Her speech wasn't all that grand or her comprehension, but her mom is working on it with her everyday.

Reaching for my phone, I received a message from Levi saying she arrived. My adrenaline raced and my heart skipped a beat once I heard the doorbell chime.

Heading over to the door, I unlocked it and let her in.

"Welcome to mi casa." I say as she enters, looking around quietly.

"Nice townhome. Whats good?" She says looking effortlessly amazing in her sweatpants and oversized white tee.

"Im wonderful, she's right in there." My shoulders direct her to Maliah.

"Whats her name?" She ask's me, her green orbs glisten up at mine as I feel hypnotized by them.

"Maliah." I slur as she nods and leaves my grip, I watch her body sashay over over to her. She did that shit on purpose, cause she a nigga really want some now.

Levianna Stevenson.

After an hour of doing Maliah's hair, she loved it. She hugged me for the longest time, and I even enjoyed our small talk. Right now, she was sound asleep on the recliner as Chris and I were cuddled up watching a movie. My arms, wrapped around his waist as I sat on him, and my head snuggled into his chest. Slowly, I felt his hand creep around to my ass, he squeezed it making me let out a small gasp.

"Hey, I know what your doing." My voice says as I look up into his beautiful eyes.

"Your so damn beautiful." He murmurs as I watch his lips sink slowly into mine. Pressing against my lips like our lives depend on it. Chills run along my spine as I feel his hands go into my shirt. He fools around for a moment trying to unclasp my bra. Letting out a small but audible gasp as he unclasped it, I deepened the kiss to keep the same vibe. His thumb ran over my nipple so gingerly. Securing my teeth into his lower lip, I teased him as he began caressing my breast. My body temperature rose as he stopped caressing, and he leisurely stroked the outside of my panties. I couldnt help but straddle his lower body as he continued feeling on me. His large hand running over me, almost made me die.

"Chris." I moan into his mouth as he shushes me. His hand seeps into my panties, as he reveals his fingers onto my center. I draw my head back immensely as his lips nuzzle along my neck. Closing my eyes, I felt my body shake serially as his index fingers trailed along my clit. Back and forth, his finger went on me. Shortly, with the exaction of both fingers, he glided them along my center. "S-Stop, I need to pee." I say in a hurried tone. His breathing pattern increases as my legs become weak.

"You don't need to pee, I promise you." He grunts, kissing my neck more passionately than before.

"How, are-are you going to tell me, just stop." I moan loudly, and in no time, his fingers are pumping in me like a rapid fire load. I latch my hands on his neck and kiss all over his face as he interrogates me with his fingers. My heart races as I feel a liquid release out of me. Then, I realized, I didnt even have to pee.

"I promised you, didnt I?" His thick voice said as he removed himself from me, placing his succulent fingers in his mouth, I watched him suck them pure of my juices.

"You did." I chimed, right before my phone received a message. Standing up, I felt the wetness of myself, I definitely needed a nice shower. Taking my phone out of my bag, it was my mom, she was here to pick me up. "I have to go now." I say tossing my bag over my shoulder as he nods. He slowly walks me to the door. Before opening it he tosses his head back in shame.

"I don't want you to leave. I really don't. So when can I see you again?"

"Tell you what. I'll call you, and we can arrange something." I shrug as he leans in to kiss me once more.

"You better call me too. Don't bluff on me." He breathes, squeezing me into a tight bear hug.

"Definitely." I beam and unlock the door. Heading out, my mother waves to Chris and shortly the door closes.I get into the front seat and she pulls off.

"How old is his cousin anyways?" She wonders.

"Just 9, she was the cutest." I add as receive a text message. Opening it up, it was from Chris.

Really think I have feelings for you, call me when you get home.-Chris.

[P.S I have published my summer thriller, the chappies are short and easy. Its Chreyonce and is called Play No Games. Enjoy that.]