Lustfilled Attraction: BWWM ✔️ (completed)

Chapter 19: Fuck It

Raya

"Sure." He grabs my hand and we high tail our asses out of there. Aaron glared at us on our way out but I ignored him and Mark just shrugged like it was nothing.

I felt eyes on me so I looked around the room and my eyes widen a bit when I recognized Jamal at one of the booths. What the hell was he doing here?

He's just as fine as I remembered him. Tall, dark , and mysterious. I gawked at his tattooed body and pure fucking muscles. He's wearing a black Nike muscles shirt and it's molded into his perfect skin. The grey joggers he's wearing are my weakness and it's hanging a little low, showing a peak of his black boxers. He's wearing a silver chain around his neck, a diamond stud in one of his ears and a nose stud in his left nostril. Damn.

His colorful eyes catches me staring at him and he smirks. His eyes moved down to Mark's hand in mine and his face hardens. When his eyes meets mine again they're black and unreadable- as usual.

Am I really thinking about-

Fuck it

Clearing my throat, I stopped in my tracks making Mark bump into me. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"I suddenly have to use the restroom. Why don't you go on ahead of me, I'll catch up with you." I lie.

His brows wrinkle. "Okay." He says slowly before turning on his heel to leave out the door.

Feeling extra spicy, I adjusted my top so that my boobs spilled out a little more and I straightened out my braids. I walked where Jamal stood by hisself and I stood in front of him. He just pulled me towards him without even having to say a word.

"Raya." He simply states. He smells so good and he isn't even that close to me. Pinewood and lavender. He's towering over me right now and I had to break my neck just to look at him.

"Jamal." I smiled slyly.

He continued to just stare at me with those intense eyes of his as he searches around my face, taking in my appearance. He takes a sip of his drink and licks his bottom lip to get the liquor that was on them. The view from here was hot and I took a sip of my own to calm my nerves.

"Having fun?" He asked with a bored tone.

"I am now." I answered. "Why are you over here alone?"

"Why do you care, beautiful? Shouldn't you be heading out with your boyfriend." He nodded where Mark just left from.

My nose wrinkled and I shook my head. "He's not my boyfriend, just someone I was trying to fuck."

"You have a foul mouth." He noted with a lopsided grin. "What happened then? Decided he wasn't the one for you?"

"Nope," I said looking at him under my lashes. "I found someone better."

He caught the hint and chewed on his bottom lip while stepping closer to me. "Oh yea? Who might that be?"

"You."

"Interesting. What made you think I was better?"

"I just assumed. Am I wrong?"

He chuckled darkly and tilted his head to whisper in my ear. "Dead wrong. I'm so much worse than any man you come across." The way his voice went down an octave sent a shiver straight down my spine and right to my pussy.

"Is that some kind of hidden message?" I asked, feeling slow. I'm to drunk to try and figure out what he means by that. Does he want to fuck me or not?

He leaned back and tsked at me. "It's whatever you want it to be."

"So are we doing this or not?" I asked impatiently. I've wasted enough time as it is.

Caught off guard, he blinked. "I'm sorry?"

"Are we fucking or not? I'm here, you're here and there's obviously sexual tension happening here so what are we doing?" I said bravely.

"Damn." Was all he said. He seemed to have thought it over within two seconds because the next thing I know, I'm being tossed over his shoulder, thrown into his car and forced to sit in his passenger seat like the patient little princess that I am as he drives away.

The next couple of hours was straight from a movie.

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