Life Match

Day Nine

Riah slides out of bed to shower and I shift to watch his butt, firm and round and just absolutely perfect. The shower starts and I make my way to the bathroom, standing in the doorway.

"Good morning," I say, making my presence known.

Riah turns to me and smiles, "I thought you were sleep."

"I just wanted an excuse to watch you. You have a nice ass," I smile for the first time in a long time. It feels so good.

"Are you going to get in with me?" Riah asks.

I shake my head, "I need to talk to you, and I don't think me getting closer with increase productivity."

Riah ignores me and pulls me into the shower, kissing me passionately. I gasp at the shock of the hot water on my skin.

"So what do you want to talk about?" he kisses my chin and I pull away.

"Stop distracting me," I reply, "I want to talk about us."

Riah pins me to the wall and kisses my neck and groans, "Do we have to?"

He lips move back up to mine and he kisses me deeply, his tongue brushing mine. I exhale a breath and he messages one of my breasts.

"Here's what's going to happen," Riah murmurs, "I'm going to fuck you in the shower, then you're going to school. I'm going to work. I'll get you an apartment and will get you from your home at seven. Okay?"

"That sounds good," I reply, having a terrible time listening at this rate.

"Good. We'll proceed to step one then, yes?" Riah grips my thighs and lifts me up, slamming into me. Our moans of ecstasy echo of the stone of the bathroom and soon the sounds are nothing but pleasure and flesh.

We come together and I'm lowered back to the floor.

"You're just an asshole," I hit him playfully, "Last I remember, we were suppose to talk?"

"Oh well," Riah kisses my forehead, "On to step two."

***

I'm late to class, but not by a lot. My day flies by, my mood greatly increased.

"Sage," Jaycob, falls into step with me, "I see you've been to visit my brother?"

"What makes you say that?"

"You look like the sun is finally back in your life. And sun is my brother's middle name, literally."

I giggle, "I guess you could say that."

We walk to his lecture together, where Jericho finds me in the back of the auditorium. He sits next to me, and I immediately scoot over, "No."

"You weren't there when I woke up. Why did you leave?" he asks.

"Jericho... You're just a friend. And I don't think I'll ever want you as more," I reply, not looking his way.

"What the fuck do you mean? You started this!" he gets loud, drawing a bit of attention. I take the high road and walk away.

"I'm sorry," I mumble without facing him. I find a new seat much closer to the front with Mirabelle and she looks in the direction I came from, where Jericho is having a melt down.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

I nod, "How have you been?"

Jaycob steps out and begins his lecture. "Love is fan-FREAKING-tastic isn't it? It drives most relationships, keeps you on your toes, then knocks you off you feet. However, you young love fools keep getting your shit confused. Cause there is also lust. Love is wanting to do something for someone. Lust is wanting to do something to someone. If you're in a strictly physical relationship, that's not love. It has to go so much deeper."