I walked into the cafeteria to see Monroe eating at our table with some girl. I charged over, knocking down a few kids on my way. "So is this the reason you didn't meet me this morning," I asked, one hand planted firmly on the lunch table, while the other pointed a thumb over my shoulder at presumably the slut. Monroe's eyes got big as he began to chuckle slightly, behind me a heard a girly laugh. I spun around to face her, she became silent swallowing her giggles. "What's so funny, ho?" I said venom dripping off my every word. Monroe stood up then, I felt his strong hands on my shoulders as he turned me around wrapping me in a bear hug, my arms were trapped underneath his. I heard footsteps retreating, just as Monroe let me go. I pushed against his chest looking around for the girl he was sitting with, when I couldn't spot her I turned to face my boyfriend soon to be ex, if he couldn't explain. "First who is she, second why did you let her get away, and third do you have a strong desire to be single," I asked furiously. He started to laugh shaking his head as he did so. What is going on, am I crazy? Is he? Wtf!
"Babe chill, that's Celeste," he said still chuckling slightly. When I looked at him, anger still blazing in my eyes, his smile disappeared. I shifted, crossing my arms over my chest waiting for him to explain further. "She's a new student, and I was just showing her around,". I looked at him eyes blazing. "And who chose you to be the one man welcoming committee," I said poking a finger into his chest. He looked at me, staring into my eyes, his baby blues searching for something, he opened his mouth motioning his lips to speak just as an ice cream cone hit the side of his face. I looked around searching for the culprit, then I heard it, some beef head jock yelling across the room "Thought that might cool down your little jungle fever". Mortified Monroe grabbed my hand sprinting out of the cafeteria nearly dragging me. I struggled to keep up, but as soon as I matched his pace as we ran hand in hand out of that hell hole called school.
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As we drove in his black Chevy convertible, I waved my hands with the wind. My afro bounced in tune with the melody of the breeze. No music was playing but I felt a rhythm inside of me, I looked over at my lover, his jaw was still clenched in frustration, but the anger had long since left. Now it was just sadness and confusion that riddled his face. He never understood why people treated us like that, he expected us to be treated like any other couple, and when we weren't it broke his soul, and shattered his heart. He couldn't fathom why anyone would find love hateful, and that's why I loved him so much. I reached over kissing his neck gently before whispering softly in his ear "Take me home".
After he pulled into my driveway he walked around to my side, opening my door, taking my hand and helping me out of the car. I lead him into the house holding his hand as I unlocked the door. As soon as we were in he closed the door behind himself making sure to lock it. He began taking off my coat, it fell to the ground whispering against the carpet. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed him deeply, pulling apart I looked into his eyes, they were darkened with lust, and and roamed my body hungrily. His hand slid down my back reaching my butt gripping it tightly, he picked me up off of the ground and walked me slowly to the wall, pressing my back against it. I leaned forward removing my shirt, tossing it to the ground. He thrusted me higher on the wall using his hips, I grinded against his, feeling him under me. He kissed me again, our lips moving together, then out tongues dancing slowly at first then faster like a slippery tango. He picked me up again moving to my room down the hall. He gently laid me on the bed, then he stood up to take off his shirt. The fabric slid up his tight abs making my body shiver, his muscles rippled across his lean frame leaving me breathless and disoriented. Then he took off his pants, he stood there looking like perfection in nothing but a gold link chain and Calving Klein boxers. He leaned towards me removing my sandals then moved closer, gripping the sides of my jeans slowly and carefully he pulled my jeans off, leaving me in nothing but my lime green lace lingerie set. He grabbed my hand pulling me to my feet, he spun me around so my back was against his chest. I parted my legs grabbing his hand and letting him feel me as I rubbed my body against his. Using his other hand he unclasped my bra in the front, softly kissing my neck, biting gently. He took one of my breast into his big hand rubbing it, I moaned reaching my hands up behind me and around his neck. He kept rubbing my breasts and in between my legs, then he let go and told me to get on the bed. I layed down on my back as he removed his boxers, letting me see what I was waiting for, the main event. I wiggled out of my panties and bra as he climbed on to the bed kissing me, he slowly entered me. I could feel him filling me, he was so hot inside of me he kept going until he was all the way in, even after all the times we've done this I was still breathless. He smirked down at me seeing my expression, then he put his head down licking my nipples, then slowly began to pump in and out in and out faster, he knocked my body forward making me reach above my head palming the headboard to keep myself from hitting my head, then without warning he flipped over, positioning me on top I reached my hands for the posts of the headboard to steady myself, them I started bouncing the faster I went the more my breast would bounce I looked down at Monroe, he was biting his lip eyes closed and his head tilted beck, I could tell he was close and so was I. I rode faster, he began meeting my thrusts after awhile we both climaxed together ad I collapsed on top of him, he kissed me saying "I love you" I kissed him back " I love you too". I pulled the cover over us cuddling with him as we fell asleep. Monroe Kingsmen you are the love of my life, was my last thought before I fell asleep.
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