Lustfilled Attraction: BWWM ✔️ (completed)

Chapter 4: My Newest Obsession

Jamal

It's been almost six months since I was released from prison. Never in those six months have I had the thought to go back to my old ways. But as soon as Raya stepped into my booth and I saw those pretty hips of hers, I almost lost it.

I knew who Raya Montgomery was. I knew who she was three months ago when I saw her picking up her friend, Ivory, from work one night. I was there drinking with Leo and I saw her stepping out of her car, smoking a joint while waiting for her friend. To say I was awestruck was an understatement. I fought with my conscious then about the shit I wanted to do because I know if I act on them I'll be back in jail for another four years and I can't have that.

So instead of acting out I did what any normal guy would.

I watched her. Faithfully. I stalked her social media pages and found out where she lived. I learned that she's twenty two, going to school for a nursing degree, unemployment, her family lives in Michigan and she moved here to Texas to start a new life. It's so much more I know about but if I go deep into detail then we would be here all night.

I took a deep breath when I was done drawing her tattoo. For a small girl who looks so timid I would've never thought that she would be getting a tattoo like this.

I told her that it was going to be extremely painful and she didn't use any numbing cream. She said it was fine but I was prepared to get called names the minute my needle hit a bone.

I held the drawing further away from me and pushed my glasses further up my nose so I can see it properly. I licked my bottom lip and narrowed my eyes on the drawing. "I think it's done." I murmured.

I hear her shuffling off the chair behind me and her presence and the smell of vanilla soon filled my nose. Damn she smells amazing.

Raya leans forward beside me to get a closer look and I stiffened up. She was to close. I scooted my chair over a bit to give her some space and handed her the notepad. If she felt my discomfort she didn't show it.

"Wow," she says in awe, looking from the picture on her phone to the drawing. "This looks better in person. You did great, thank you." She praises and I looked away from her brown eyes to clear my dirty mind.

"Don't thank me yet. Show me where you want it?" I motioned to her body and she mutters an oh. She grabs the hem of her loose shirt and turns her back towards me.

If I was holding something it would've fell out of my hands. She didn't have a bra on and I had a full view of her creamy, chocolate back. The curves of her waist and the outline of her spine was a turn on.

I kept my eyes on her as she walks towards the body length mirror and pointed at a spot on her back. "Here. But like, center it?"

I stood up from my seat and walked towards her. Her vixen eyes followed my every move and when I flattened the paper on her skin she jumps slightly. "Oh! Sorry I wasn't prepared." She says and I shook my head, amused.

"You good." I tilted my head a bit and nibbled on my lip while I angled the drawing a certain way on her spine and I watched her face for any sign of approval. Oddly enough, she wasn't looking at what I was doing but at me. She stared at me like she was in some trance and even more so odd was that I wasn't at all bothered by it.

Yea I'm used to girls looking at me the same way she was. I mean not to toot my own horn but look at me. I just never cared to entertain them for different reasons.

The main one being I'm a sick man.

"Raya?" I questioned and she focuses her eyes on me.

She shakes her head slightly and smiled sheepishly. "Yea?"

"This spot good mama?" Her eyes darkened at the name I chose to call her and I swear on my life that it was a slip up. I didn't mean to call her that. Honestly.

"Y-yea that's cool."

I nodded and cleared my throat. "Have a seat and lift your shirt over your shoulders. If you're not comfortable enough, I have a cover over there to cover your breast."

She moves towards the chair and I didn't ignore the fact that she didn't grab the cover. Instead, she removes her shirt fully and I had to turn around so I didn't see anything I wasn't supposed to.

Jeez I said over your shoulders not fully removed.

Scratching the back of my head I moved towards my table and wheeled it over to where she laid. She was lying on her stomach and her arms are crossed over her head. She put her curly hair in a bun to give me full access to her back.

I replaced my gloves and put on some fresh ones after washing my hands. I cleaned off all of my needles and caps even though they're fresh out the pack and I wheeled myself towards her. I did what I have to do by cleaning her back and putting the liquid on before laying the drawing down flat on her back. I smoothed out the edges and then slowly removed it to make sure everything was right and not crooked.

I hooked my needle up and was about to get to work when a thought hit me. "Did you eat anything?"

She turns her head to look at me with a guilty look. "Not really. I had something small this morning but that was around nine."

I got up and grabbed a breakfast sandwich I bought from the Coney and a bottle of water. I was going to eat it for my lunch but she needed it more than I did. "Here."

She thanks me and sits up on her elbows to snack on it. I waited a few minutes to let her take a few bites and when I was sure she'd ate enough, I got started.

"If I hurt you, let me know."

I figured she'd be crying throughout the process but damn did she show me.