What's your Sign?

Chapter 34 - Que-Seal-Dillas

Teyana POV

"you coming right?" I spoke and he nodded. I retrieved myself from the seat then opened the door. I leaned on the car to note Jermaine's face.

His mouth was wild open. It's like all he could see was me. No skill in mind, no artist anywhere, could immortalize how beautiful he thought I was. He almost thought it was unbelievable for me to have doubts about myself and my physique like I do. The melanin in my skin turned him on, he told me its golden tone was perfect, making me look like a radiant goddess of legend. He probably wanted to kneel before me and offer eternal obedience.

But it's crazy because I felt the same way about him.

I lurched each foot in front of me as I made it to the door. I heard Jermaine's car as I spoke briefly with Julius. It was almost like a race. Who could get upstairs faster? I know J had to go park his car so he comes up another way.

As I waited in the elevator all I could feel were sudden chills appear on my skin. Those lustful goosebumps always returned when they knew I was about to do something sinful or I was cold. Right now I was everything except cold. But they also told me it was going to be a good night. There was a warmness between my thighs as the bell dinged every time we reached a floor. The smell of passionate greed grew thick as I made it to my floor.

I strutted off the elevator as J stood at the end of the hall. I laughed then walked there swiftly. He watched my every move. as I made it closer my knees grew weaker and I became hotter. I was a inch away and he grabbed me, slamming me up against the door and started attacking me with kisses.

"How you get up here so quickly?" I moaned and he chuckled in the crook of my neck.

"I took the stairs" we both laughed but I could tell at how unsteady his breathing was. That didn't stop him from wanting to tear my clothes off right here in this hallway.

"you ran up 9 flights of stairs?" I questioned as I grabbed his neck kissing his lips.

"Yes" he spoke as we paused in a kiss.

"You must really want it" I whispered in his ear and he nodded.

"Mhmm" his baritone vibrated by my ear and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he touched me all over. That husky voice God. "Yeah so you gotta give it to me"

His touch. His words. His everything. Jermaine was like the eighth wonder to me. Everything he did was so unfamiliar, uncommon, and distinctive to the body.

"Where your moms?" He whispered to me sending total chills down my spine.

"Gone for the weekend" I smirked and he kissed me roughly. I turned around and unlocked the door. He was grabbing at my ass and kissing my neck. I could barely turn the knob. I giggled then we busted through the door.

The house was dark but filled with identical fragrance. I closed the door behind us as he pushed me up again the door. Lifting me up against the door as kissing my neck.

I watched the glare of the New York City cityscape as I moaned. I jumped down and he followed me as I walked up the stairs.

Tip toeing to the bed and I took my shoes off quickly. I climbing on the bed. Crawling like a tiger as he walked in taking his shirt off. Finally laying on my back after slipping out my romper in till it stopped at my waist.