TWENTY EIGHT

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*Warning explicit scenes*

Ciara Wright

DD was chilling in his chair, shirtless, controller in hand, locked into his game like the screen owed him something. His headset sat low on his curls, voice deep as he trash-talked whoever was playing against him.

"Nah, y'all selling me, bro," he muttered, shaking his head.

I sat on his bed, scrolling on TikTok. He been on that game for a minute now, barely acknowledging I was even here. I wasn't feeling it.

I got up, slow and intentional, walking behind his chair. My hands found his shoulders first, fingertips trailing inside his wife beater. I leaned in, my lips grazing his ear.

"DD..." I dragged his name out sweet, letting my voice dip into something softer, something I knew would get to him.

He tensed slightly, adjusting in his seat, but he kept playing.

"You busy?" I murmured, letting my hands move lower, tracing over his toned chest.

"Mmhmm," he muttered, barely reacting.

I rolled my eyes

Boy, please.

I leaned down more, against the gaming chair. My lips ghosted over his neck, my breath warm against his skin. "You gon' be on this game all night?"

He exhaled, adjusting his headset, trying to stay focused. "Mmtcg Ciara... chill."

That made me smirk. I was getting to him. But he was being stubborn.

Aight. Bet.

I pulled away, rolling my eyes, and walked back to his bed, flopping down on my stomach. I grabbed my phone and started scrolling back through TikTok, acting like I ain't care. Two could play this game.

A few minutes passed.

I could hear him shifting, sighing under his breath.

Then, finally, I felt the bed dip.

I didn't look up. I kept scrolling like his presence wasn't sending a chill down my spine.

"You mad?" he asked, voice lower now.

I sucked my teeth. "Why would I be mad?"

He chuckled, and before I could react, he snatched my phone, locking it and tossing it to the side.

"Look at me," he murmured.

I turned my head slowly, meeting his gaze. His smirk was gone now

"You play too much," I muttered.

He tilted his head slightly, his fingers ghosting over my thigh. "And what you just did wasn't playing?"

I ain't have nothing to say to that.

His fingers trailed up my arm, slow and teasing. His touch? Fire. It sent a shiver through me, but I wasn't finna let him know that.

"You wanted my attention?" His voice was deeper now, lower. "You got it now."

I swallowed as he leaned in, his lips barely brushing mine, like he was waiting on me to close the space.

And baby, I did.

The kiss started slow, but the tension? Crazy.

His hands slid to my waist, fingers digging in just enough to make me shiver. My hands went to his curls, pulling him closer.

The air around us changed-

At that moment, the game, my phone, everything else disappeared.

All that mattered was this.
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half of our clothes were on the floor by now and we was both In our under clothes with me sitting on his lap and him laying back on the bed

His hands were running up my waist, as I slowly began to grind on him, my hand under his chin and another in his curly hair

He stuck his tounge in my mouth with his hand around my neck and his other hand on my waist, making me grind on him but I was riding him while his lip were connected to my nipples

I felt him groan on my nipple and I slightly pulled on his chair and he looked at me and smiled flipping me over so he was on top

He went down, his tongue doing it's magic whilst hus thumb was rubbing my wetness, he spitted on my clit

"Fuck...David"

"Mm be quiet..."

He went on for another 5 min til my legs began shaking slowly

"Im bout to...."

"Just let it out ma"

A wave of warmth spread through me as I tried to steady my breathing, my fingers still tangled in his hair. He lifted his head slightly, his dark eyes meeting mine with a smirk.

"You good?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.

I nodded, my lips parting as I caught my breath. "Yeah... just give me a second."

He chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before shifting beside me. His fingers traced gentle patterns along my arm, sending a calming sensation through me.

For a while, we just lay there, the room filled with nothing but our slowed breaths and the quiet hum of the night outside. He pulled me closer, his arms wrapping securely around my waist.

"I luh you" he murmured against my hair.

I smiled softly, resting my head against his chest. "I lovr you to."

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Mia talks:

Yall that wasn't me.....

I don't know wha happened 😩

Never doing this again I was getting cringed when I was writing this😭😭

Maybe next time

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