(BTT- Before The Tour)
(PG-13 we gotta be grown ups about this. 👌🏾 👈🏾 👌🏾👈🏾)
I sat there playing with the fried part of the chicken that I didn't want. I think I've been sitting here too long because I'm starting to tear up from thinking of my past. I cry to much. The bathroom door opens, Bryson comes out with only a towel on covering his lower body. I've already seen it. He looks at me and walks toward me. I got up and threw away my food, or what was left of it.
Bryson
She got up and threw her food away. I sat in the chair closest to where she had been sitting. She looked at me from the side of her eye. She began washing her hands. I waited for her to sit down, she seemed like she was avoiding it. She finally turned and looked at me. I tapped the chair signaling her to sit down. She sat down. I look at her in her eyes for a minute not saying anything. Then I began talking.
"I'm sorry I should've remembered my towel." I say.
"It's okay." She gives off a slight fake smile. She began playing with her hands.
"Oh and I was thinking earlier, what was your dream about? I mean you don't have to tell me." She hesitated at first but then she began to tell me.
"I had a dream that, you had been murdered by- by Xavier. My ex. He was still in the house and I couldn't talk to him or communicate at all. No words came out my mouth, no matter how hard I tried. Then he stabbed me in my stomach. But before he could kill me I woke up." She looks down and her eyes water. I get up and comfort her. I get on one knee and wipe the tears streaming down her face once again. She looked at me directly in my eyes which wasn't hard, because our faces were a good 2 inches away from each other. She looked at my lips and back at my eyes. Don't do it Tiller. Don't. I closed the space between us and kiss her, it took a moment but she kissed back. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I scooped her up from her chair and she wrapped her legs around my torso. I continued kissing her as I walked toward the bedroom. I sucked on her bottom lip as I placed her on the bed. She let out a soft moan. I let go of her lip and kissed her neck I left marks. At least she'll remember this moment.
"You good?" I whisper in her ear making sure she's okay with what I'm gonna do. She nods her head yes. I take that shirt off her and she was naked. I looked at her and took in her beauty. I noticed it before but I couldn't touch her body the way I can now. I start kissing her collar bone to her boobs, then down to her stomach. Then I went lower until I reached her punani. I stuck my tongue in her and moved it all around. She screamed at me. She tried to backup but I pulled her back toward me and moved my tongue faster. She came on my tongue. I wiped my mouth and dropped my towel. I opened her now closed legs and positioned myself inside her. She gasped. Her pussy was like Nirvana. I thrusted in and out making her call my name and curse at the same time. I fastened my pace as she dug her nails in my back. She came again, I wasn't quite there yet so I held onto her hips and continued. She wrapped her legs around me again pulling me closer and making me come inside her. I don't care about the possibilities of her being pregnant. That's future Tiller's problem. I put the towel over my body and lay beside her. I have to go on tour tomorrow. Why did I do this. Future me is gonna be fucked up but, tbh, I don't regret a thing. At that thought I fell asleep.
Teyana
I don't have an excuse at all. I don't know how to explain myself to myself. I barely even know him! I think I knew him for like 2 weeks. Who fucks a person after 2 weeks? He just got me at a weak point. Yea, a weak point. He is so fucking sexy though, he practically seduced me with his face. I look at the time it's 5:46. I grab the shirt and put it on. I have no clothes. I need to go back to that place and get my belongings. I sit up on the bed. I look at Bryson who's knocked out beside me. He's so cute when he's sleeping. I know he's a singer and all but it doesn't seem like he is. He seems normal. I look at his towel there's a bulge in his towel. I smirk at the thought that the cause of the bulge was me. Wait did he use a condom? No, no, no. I can't have a baby. What the fuck, how can I not remember if he used a condom? I look at him and look at his towel. I try and slightly left the corner of his towel up to see if he had a condom on. I pulled it up little by little and after a while I revealed his raw dick. No condom at all. All of the sudden he jumps up and pulls the towel back over him. Of course.
"Um, I just needed to see if you had a condom on!" I said knowing I looked like a little ass pervert.
