Nova
I woke up to arms around my waist. I tried turning but the arms only grew tighter.
"Stop, moving." His husky voice let out as he breathed on my neck causing me to shiver. I can't believe this nigga brought his ass in my room. I must have been knocked out cold. I looked back at him watching him sleep. He looked so cute, it was quite annoying.
"Stop staring it's not polite." How the fuck does he know I was looking at him? I chuckled silently to myself. I turned back around feeling him grip me even tighter. I continued to move trying to get free. I felt his lips connect with my skin. He planted sensual kisses on my neck and shoulder, that turned in bites. I let a moan slip through my lips, I silently beat myself up.
"St Ahh op" I muttered. I pushed myself free from his grip. I hopped off the bed realizing I was only in my undergarments. I made my way to the closet grabbing some sweats and a t-shirt, and placed them on. I made my way out of the room and down the hall. I peered in Blake's room before making my way to the kitchen. I decided to make breakfast as I tried to wrap my mind around everything that just transpired. I feel like everything is just moving too fast. I've never been easy, I don't care if we fucked before, this was a clean slate. So, I'm treating this like any other fresh relationship. I dreaded him coming down the stairs, I didn't want it to be awkward. I turned around and Blake stood there rubbing his eyes. I brought him in the living room and put cartoons on then returned to the kitchen. I had just finished breakfast when he entered the kitchen.
Kirko
Waking up with Nova in my arms made me feel somewhat complete. Everything felt so right. I thought she was going to curse me out when she found me in her room, let alon her bed but she didn't. Shit, it surprised me, had me thinking she was feeling a nigga again. I was taking things as far as she let me. I wanted more, but I wasn't going to rush or push up on her. I mean we not together or anything, but I'm not just anybody. So, it really didn't bother me that everything was moving too fast. I layed in Nova's bed looking at the ceiling, with my arms propped behind my head. After she left it was just me and my thoughts. I hope I didn't take it too far. I sighed changing the position I was laying. After, thirty minutes I decided to get up. I threw my legs off the bed and slide closer to the night stand grabbing my glasses. I put them on before looking for my clothes, I brought them upstairs with me last night, but I couldn't remember where I put them. I found them in the corner. I threw them on and headed downstairs. I passed the living room. Blake was in there watching cartoons. I backtracked my way in, and took a seat next to him.
"Aye, man daddy bout to go." I said as he unglued his eyes from the television and focused them on me.
"But, why?" He complained while pouting
"Daddy, has some shi- stuff to do."
"Alright." I questioned
"Alright" he repeated looking unsatisfied.
I stood up bringing him into a bear hug, I placed a kiss on his forehead, and sat him back on the couch.
I headed to the kitchen because that's the only place Nova could be. I didn't know how to approach this. I felt the same way I did, after the first time we fucked. I sighed causing her to turn around.
"Hey, I'm about to go." Why is the so awkward? I started to turn around.
"You could stay for breakfast." She stated with a slight smile.
"You sure?" She nodding letting me know it was okay. I sat on the stool and watched her intently. It didn't matter what she wore, you'd still see her curves. It was no hiding them. I bit my lip looking at her.
